When it was Wei San's turn to take the mecha practical class, Wei San was also excited. This was her first time to touch a real combat mecha. Although it was just an eliminated B-class mecha, it was impossible not to be excited, especially since Wei San was a mecha fanatic at heart.
"First of all, let's get to know the main parts of the mecha to facilitate future operations." Li Pi pointed to the gray-green mecha and introduced several parts of the external mecha. Then he turned on the optical computer and projected the internal operation room of the mecha. "The operation room is generally controlled by the head connection and manual operation. This also means that the height of perception and the speed of hand are two important factors in evaluating a mecha soldier."
Everyone listened to Li Pi's explanation with bated breath, fearing that they would miss a word.
"...Have you memorized everything?" After Li Pi finished his introduction, he clicked something and the mecha cabin suddenly opened. "No matter how much I say, you will experience it for yourself. Now, go one by one according to your student number. Each person has fifteen minutes of practical time. No. 108009, come up."
Their student numbers are arranged according to the number of years + the first time they lined up at the beginning of the school year. The number of times they stood in the middle is added during the exam. Although the student numbers of transfer students and deceased students are no longer used, the original student numbers of others are still maintained.
Everyone looked at No. 108009 enviously when he went up first, but they soon realized that operating a mecha is not a simple matter. Fifteen minutes later, No. 108009 barely made the mecha take one step forward, and was sweating profusely when he came down.
"Not bad, I can make it move for the first time." Li Pi boasted.
Everyone thought Li Pi was trying to comfort them, but students went up one after another. Those who came down were all sweaty as if they had sprinted for more than ten kilometers, but the mecha had hardly moved.
Dozens of students went up one by one to practice from early morning to night, but only a few could make the mecha move. And these few were basically the top few in each test, with a grade of B or above, and they might be able to reach A grade.
"108429, come up." Li Pi's eyes fell on the last student.
Wei San took a step forward and quickly climbed into the mecha cabin.
The students below were all alert at this time, with their eyes wide open, ready to see to what extent Wei San could control the mecha.
Although Wei San's grades were average in the past few years, he performed well last year and even beat Tai Wude from the next class. It's hard not to look forward to him.
"It is said that when Tai Wude first practiced, he controlled the mecha to walk around the playground."
"Walk around?! Is he so perverted?"
"After all, his perception is A-level, which gives him a level advantage in controlling B-level mechas."
"Wei San should be better than Tai Wude."
"That's for sure."
...
Wei San sat in the driver's seat, put on her helmet, and could immediately feel the current passing through her temples on both sides. She scanned the control panel in front of her and memorized every button that Li Pi had just mentioned. She tried pressing it once, and the mecha would occasionally open its arms to transform into a knife stab or a cannon barrel.
These actions are not uncommon, and the students in front have tried them.
Wei San closed his eyes and analyzed the structure of the mecha in his mind. There were some things that she couldn't figure out.
It would be great if the mecha could be dismantled.
Wei San opened his eyes with regret, and then tried to control the mecha to move forward.
"Hey, it's moving."
The sharp-eyed student pointed at one of the mecha's legs and said excitedly, Wei San is really amazing.
Li Pi saw this and immediately smiled, but the smile froze on his face the next second.
'Bang——'
Wei San fell to the ground with the mecha.
There was silence in the field, everyone: "..."
After that, someone finally said: "Haha, the amplitude of this movement is larger than everyone else, it should mean that it is very powerful."
Others: "..." Wei San didn't need to brag.
Li Pi frowned and forced to open the cockpit, and saw Wei San lying inside, without any movement.
"Wei San, Wei San!"
"Ah?"
Wei San heard someone calling him in a daze, and replied subconsciously.
"You come out first." Li Pi's face was gloomy. Seeing Wei San like this, he couldn't help but have a bad guess in his heart.
He has taught so many students, and it's not that he hasn't seen people with low perception but strong physical fitness, but Wei San... He doesn't want this to happen.
Wei San climbed out drowsily, turned his head to look at the fallen mecha, and turned back to Li Pi and said: "Teacher, I'm sorry."
"What's wrong with you?" Li Pi asked.
Wei San touched his head that he had just hit, and then touched his stomach: "A little hungry."
Today was the first practical class. From early morning to night, everyone watched the trial with relish. They were reluctant to go to the toilet, let alone eat.
Li Pi: "..."
He took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the other students: "Everyone go eat, and those who want to come over to see Wei San's operation after dinner can come over."
After that, Li Pi pulled Wei San out.
Taking Wei San into a restaurant, Li Pi ordered a table of dishes.
"Teacher, it's convenient and cheap to buy nutrient solution." Wei San said reluctantly, and the price of this table of dishes was enough for the teacher's wife to cook several meals.
"So much nonsense." Li Pi's mind was jumping back and forth with several guesses. He looked at Wei San seriously and said, "Eat your fill and try again later."
"Oh."
After a large table of dishes came up, Li Pi basically didn't touch it. He just said, "Eat it, eat it all you can."
Wei San didn't think much about it, and ate to his heart's content. After sweeping away the food on the table, he burped with satisfaction.
Li Pi and Wei San returned to the training ground. All the students had already arrived, and they all wanted to see Wei San controlling the mecha again.
Wei San was full and no longer dizzy. He re-entered the mecha cabin and controlled the mecha to stand up.
"Oh--"
the students present shouted in unison.
This was no longer a question of controlling the movement of the mecha, but the mecha just stood up, first with its arms on the ground as a fulcrum, and then with its legs kneeling on the ground and slowly standing up. This series of movements requires balance.
This is talent, this is the difference in perception.
Wei San is definitely A-level!
Li Pi looked at the mecha that started to move, with a complicated expression.
Ten minutes later, Wei San came out.
The classmates immediately surrounded him, some congratulated him, some asked him about his skills. Wei San replied a few times, but was stopped by Li Pi.
"Today is the first practical training, so everyone is here, but next week the students in the class will take the practical training classes in batches, so that everyone can have more time to practice. Okay, go home first."
After the students dispersed, Li Pi patted Wei San who was waiting next to him and said, "Let's go."
After going back to wash up, Wei San was about to go to bed, but was stopped by Li Pi. He looked at Wei San with hesitation.
"Teacher?"
"Wei San, I think you may be able to get into the five major military academies in the future." When Li Pi said this, his eyes were a little complicated.
He had always expected Wei San to be able to enter the five major military academies, but that was all. The five major military academies are something that any ordinary person can only dream of, and it is a great honor to be able to enter, not to mention how many talented people there are.
Wei San said as a matter of course: "Teacher, don't worry, if I enter the five major military academies, I will definitely get good grades."
As a researcher, Wei San's biggest feature is that he will always work hard after he is serious.
Li Pi laughed, because he underestimated Wei San's confidence.
"Teacher, I once had the honor of seeing a student competition of the five major military academies up close. Those people..." Li Pi shook his head, "The term 'prodigy' is tailor-made for them."
Wei San curled his lips: "I am also a prodigy." But he is a born and raised one who picks up garbage.
Li Pi: "Okay, you're awesome, go to bed early."
After Wei San closed the door and rested, Li Pi went back to the bedroom and whispered to his wife.
"Make more meals in the future, I suspect Wei San has never been full."
"Little Wei didn't eat enough?" The mistress sat up from the bed, "What happened?"
Li Pi sighed: "I think her body has not been able to keep up with nutrition. Today, she fainted as soon as she went up to practice mecha, and she was able to move after eating a full meal."
The first time the brain intervenes in the mecha controller, it will consume a lot of mental perception, so there is basically no possibility of controlling the mecha beyond the level, because once a person goes up, he will faint like Wei San today, and in serious cases, he will be mentally injured.
This is why Li Pi's face suddenly turned ugly when he saw Wei San fall to the ground. He thought Wei San's perception was too low.
Now it seems that the body is not supplying enough energy.
The master's wife said distressedly: "No wonder Xiao Wei is so thin, she didn't tell me."
"She usually eats a lot, you and I didn't expect it."
Wei San didn't know what they talked about, but starting from the second day, the amount of each meal increased significantly. The master's wife often stuffed food for her to take with her, plus Tai Wude offered sacrifices every now and then. No, he asked her to help eliminate sins.
So in the year of graduation, Wei San lived a happy life. The frequency of dizziness began to decrease, and he gained some weight. Finally, he looked like a normal teenager, not so frighteningly thin.
"How did you do that move yesterday?" Tai Wude pushed a box of cake over and looked at Wei San ingratiatingly.
He was asking about the operation of Wei San controlling the mecha to cut out a flower on A4 paper yesterday.
The B-class mechas of 3212 Academy are very ordinary and old. Because of poverty, the school cannot afford the energy to let students practice attacking moves, not to mention that most students can't even control the mecha well.
Tai Wude originally had a mecha himself, although it was just a viewing mecha, but with experience and A-class perception, he can perform the running and jumping movements of the mecha very well.
Not long ago, he also controlled the mecha to dance, and the rhythm of the joints even amazed the teacher. No teacher in the academy can control the mecha to such a fine degree, after all, 3212 Academy does not have a teacher with A-class perception.
But Tai Wude can't do the operation of cutting flowers on A4 paper, because the mecha's hands are too big and the paper is too thin.
"Just do it." Wei San took a bite of the cake, "Control your fingers and keep your balance."
Tai Wude took out another box of food from the back and placed it in front of Wei San.
Wei San opened it and looked at it, then closed the box with satisfaction: "Okay, I'll teach you in the next class."
There was only one semester left, and the top students in each class were all selected to form a practical class. They only used one mecha.
Wei San is now in the same class with Tai Wude.
"There are still a few months before the perception test. Are you nervous?" Tai Wude asked Wei San.
"A little bit." Wei San only had a general understanding of this matter.
Tai Wude thought for a moment and said seriously, "You are better than me. You can control a combat mecha so quickly. You must be A-level."
"Probably."
The next day, Wei San entered the mecha cabin and turned on the video recording on the optical computer so that Tai Wude outside could see her movements clearly. The control panel was complicated and she had to figure out the various button combinations by herself. She understood the operation of the mecha better than others, so she could learn things faster.
"Did you see it clearly?" Wei San asked after coming down.
"I see clearly." Tai Wude didn't rush up, but pulled Wei San's arm, "We should practice mecha confrontation."
Wei San glanced at his hand, and waited for Tai Wude to let go before saying: "Confrontation means at least two mechas, and we only have one mecha that we train in turns."
Tai Wude nodded: "I know, can you modify the mecha in my house and bring it to school for confrontation training?"
Wei San sighed, "You think so highly of me?"
Tai Wude made up his mind: "As long as you can do it, I will agree to any conditions you have."
Tai Wude's uncle lives on the big star, and often brags about his children when communicating with his father, saying what kind of training the school has today. He used to be annoyed, but later he thought it was good to get some information from his uncle.
His family is relatively wealthy on Planet 3212, but that's just Planet 3212. They can't even transfer to a big planet to go to school. To go to a slightly larger planet, you first have to pay a large sum of money to settle down, and then there are a series of huge expenses. Tai Wude can only stay on Planet 3212.
Now facing graduation, Tai Wude will definitely go to the five major military academies, but he has not learned many courses in the schools on the big planets, and his parents are very anxious.
"If I want to completely transform it, I need to dismantle a mecha." Wei San pointed at the mecha in front of him with his chin.
"Dismantle, dismantle the mecha?" Tai Wude asked stutteringly. He clearly wanted Wei San to transform such a mecha, but now she actually said that she wanted to dismantle this mecha? !
"I'll take it apart and put it back together again, and I guarantee that the mecha will not be damaged."
As a former top engineer, it is a basic professional quality to put back the disassembled things intact.
Tai Wude stared at the mecha in front of him and struggled for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I'll try and try to get the school's approval."
The author has something to say: Wei San: What is the proud son of heaven? I, the chosen son of heaven, have to pick up garbage to eat (-_-)