Feng Mingye nodded:
“I know that you are most skilled at piloting the ‘Qiongqi’, Mr. Wei. You should have also noticed that Lele is indeed very talented in combat, and she can easily adapt to various combat styles and equipment. However, if they are not compatible, it will backfire.”
"Although Qiongqi is a well-rounded creature, emphasizing both speed and strength, it excels in air and space combat but has no advantage in ground combat. However, Chang Le is actually more adept at ground combat. Therefore, Qiongqi is no match for it either."
"The one who suits her best is actually quite obvious."
Wei Jinyan blurted out, "Great Sage."
"Yes. Most people can't control the Great Sage because they can't control their consciousness, and their perception and reaction can't keep up with the mecha's own reactions. Once they enter combat, the mecha's automatic evasion mode is more effective than human piloting."
"But this level of difficulty is precisely what Chang Le excels at."
"Then why didn't you suggest she choose the Great Sage today?" Wei Jinyan asked.
Feng Mingye laughed and said, "The Great Sage is the master of the Heavenly Palace and the Dragon Palace. We should first see if Chang Le can control the 'Somersault Cloud'."
"If Chang Le can't even control Qiongqi's aerial combat, then the Great Sage she pilots won't even be able to fly."
A hint of worry appeared between Wei Jinyan's brows.
Back at the Zhu Men base, when Wei Qiao hypnotized Chang Le, she confirmed that Chang Le had a stress response to heights, especially high-rise buildings. Although Chang Le has matured a lot now, can she overcome the challenges of heights?
Chang Le sat by the window, also pondering this question.
She wouldn't lose control as soon as she reached a height, but whenever she was at a high place, she would uncontrollably recall the scene of falling.
Fu Guang fell like starlight, and they all plummeted together, her body shattering into pieces.
This scene would play in her mind like a nightmare, over and over again.
Chang Le clenched his hands, trying to recall something else to dispel the memory.
Hua Anning didn't disturb her. Seeing that she was in good condition, she went to sleep alone.
The next day.
The ninth training exercise involving thermal weapons has begun.
The content covers 82 types of equipment in the main armament, ranging from small, commonly used pistols to large, aerospace fighter jets.
Although Chang Le knew he had no hope of scoring in this training, he wouldn't take it lightly and used the opportunity to familiarize himself with various weapons.
During the lunch break, they cultivate their mental strength. After dinner and evening training, they continue training the mecha with Xie Wuyi.
Huang Mingfu and the others knew that she was intensifying her mecha training, so they all came over to offer their encouragement. Xuecheng and Xie Wuyi, who were not very familiar with her, also came over to say hello.
Ryan knew she was training her mechs, and walked over with his arms crossed:
“You have a saying in China, ‘cramming for the last minute,’ but mechs require years of practice and refinement. It’s not like you can just whip around a few times and call it mech combat if it can run and jump. You have no chance of succeeding.”
Chang Le understood the other languages he used, and said expressionlessly, "Even last-minute preparations can be effective."
"What?" Ryan didn't understand.
Carson translated for him, and Ryan wrinkled his nose: "What's the difference between these two sentences?"
Chang Le looked him up and down, then turned and left. She said nothing, yet she said everything.
Ryan was deeply provoked by her gaze, and his anger, which had been building up after repeated failures, surged: "When the mecha battle begins, I'll tear you and your broken mecha to shreds!"
That evening, Chang Le and Hua Anning arrived at the warehouse, only to find that there were several more people there.
Apart from Ryan and his two companions, Xuecheng, Xie Wuyi, Ma Yuanhong, and Hao Ren, everyone else actually came.
Especially Si Yehong, with one hand on Qiu Yu's shoulder and the other carrying a bag of energy snacks, looked exactly like a bystander.
Lu Jin'an stood with his hands behind his back, like an older brother sending his child to school, and raised his fist in a gesture of encouragement.
Huang Mingfu has a pair of big, bright eyes.
Qin Xian tilted his chin up, looking disdainful, but his bright eyes betrayed his fascination with watching the show.
Chang Le looked at them, feeling utterly hopeless and speechless.
Hua Anning could tell at a glance that most of them were just there to watch the show, so she turned and glared at Gu Yujing.
Gu Yujing gave her a helpless expression.
These people are just pretending to be righteous, and he can't stop them. Besides... he wants to come too; his wife hasn't gone for a walk with him for two nights.
The teaching assistants all looked helpless, and when they took Chang Le in, they complained, "Look at all these people guarding us, it makes me feel superfluous."
Kazemura and Hana Anning remain the main guides.
Because the pilot's seat of the Qiongqi could accommodate two people, and Hua Anning was worried that Chang Le might have an accident in the air, she accompanied her inside.
Chang Le entered Qiongqi, activated the mecha, and spread his mental energy to every corner. He could clearly feel the difference between Qiongqi and Jing Ke.
If Jing Ke is like a warm coat that fits the body perfectly, then Qiongqi is like wearing a beast costume.
Chang Le manipulated Qiongqi from lying down to standing up, and its gaze instantly rose higher.
Qiongqi is 6.3 meters long in the air and 7.5 meters long when standing up, so it must be difficult to get used to it at first.
Moreover, Jing Ke and Qiong Qi reacted differently. With the same level of mental energy, Jing Ke might have already done the splits, but Qiong Qi had only taken a normal step.
After getting used to walking, Chang Le controlled himself to walk out of the warehouse and stood on the open ground to try moving other parts of his body.
"Clang—Bang!!!"
A loud thud came from behind. Before Chang Le could realize what was happening, he saw a large black shadow sweep across the main screen and slash down fiercely.
The bystanders scattered and fled.
Qiu Yu grabbed Si Ye Hong and scurried to the side, nearly causing Si Ye Hong to choke on his snacks.
He watched as wings suddenly unfurled and slashed down from behind, his lips twitching: "Chang Le, do you know you almost got wiped out?"
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