Chapter 16 Netizens
◎Exposure (1)◎
"Which two words?"
"Mo means ink, and Zun means wine jar." Magda met everyone's gazes with confusion and explained, "I met him on the mecha forum."
Josephine patted her frightened heart and said, "I was so scared! I thought you were talking about the Demon Lord."
Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Luo Wusheng looked calm and composed, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in his heart.
"I've heard of the Demon Lord of the Star Mecha Club. He fought Huo Ran before and became a god in one battle." Magda's eyes lit up. "The Demon Lord's identity is mysterious. No one knows who he is, but do you know who Huo Ran is?!"
Luo Wuming: "Who else could it be besides Huo Ran?"
"You all know this?!"
Josephine jokingly said, "You're the only one who spends all day on mecha blueprints and doesn't care about what's happening outside."
"Alright." Magda sighed dejectedly, recalling how she'd gotten to this point. Suddenly, she perked up again: "That Mo Zun I was talking about earlier was all the rage on the mecha design forum this holiday! She optimized the mecha design for the Star Realm and lowered the mental connection standards!"
Albert was surprised: "Really? Lowering the standard of mental connection?! How come I don't know!"
Luo Wusheng pondered, "The reason why standards are standards is to ensure the safety of the human body when connecting to the mecha with the least amount of mental energy."
"Of course you don't know. You're right." Magda said the latter half of the sentence to Luo Wusheng alone, and then she began to explain: "The spiritual power connection standard of the Star Realm mecha is higher than that of reality. This is because people rely on spiritual power to log into the Star Network. But Mo Zun must be a genius. She lowered the spiritual power connection standard of the Star Realm. She didn't look for the reason in the mecha, but changed the combination of the conductors connecting the star cabin. This makes people consume less spiritual power when logging in, so that people can reserve more spiritual power to connect to the mecha."
Luo Wusheng: "Save the country in a roundabout way?"
"Yes!" Magda said excitedly, "The Star Realm non-combat mecha has already been tested and data has been collected. A batch will be manufactured and put into use soon."
Josephine was curious: "Where did you get this information from? I have no idea."
Magda snorted. "You only care about combat mechas, whether they're easy to use and have enough firepower. You don't care about us mecha designers."
"You weren't in good shape the past few days. Was it because of this ink bottle?" Luo Wusheng guessed the reason: "Do you want to see if the idea of the ink bottle can be applied to a real mecha?"
"How do you know?!" Magda immediately looked up and met Luo Wusheng's calm eyes that seemed to see through everything. The surprise in her heart dissipated again.
It's perfectly normal that he can analyze it.
Magda nodded in agreement. "I think her idea is great. I was wondering if real-life mechas could lower this standard. I made a model of a non-combat mecha and tried to modify it, but failed."
She sighed, took out the model she had made and placed it on the table. She said dejectedly, "Mo Zun provided a new approach to the entire mecha design industry. Many more powerful mecha designers must have experimented with it. There's been no new news until now, so it's normal for me to fail."
"That's amazing!" Luo Wei's eyes were full of curiosity: "Can I pick it up and take a look at it?"
With Magda's consent, the model passed from Luo Wei's hands and landed in Luo Wusheng's hands amid the praises of the mecha warriors.
"You haven't considered the impact of physical fitness in real mechas."
A female voice suddenly appeared, like the sound of tinkling water thrown into a pond. Luo Wusheng's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and saw Shi Hanqiao approaching sideways. He had not even noticed her approaching.
The thought of vigilance only appeared for a moment, and Luo Wusheng's attention was attracted by her eyes.
During their two previous meetings, including when she walked in just now, Shi Hanqiao gave him the impression of laziness, carelessness, and a faint, almost imperceptible mystery hidden beneath her calm exterior.
She glanced up and down at the model, her expression normal, but her eyes filled with disgust, a very pure disgust.
There is no disdain that often accompanies disgust, it is a very pure disgust.
Luo Wusheng was watching intently. This look of disdain was the same as the one the Demon Lord gave him after every battle.
However, the Demon Lord's disdain always accompanies his growing combat strength.
She would teach him how to deal with her attacks, and then she would attack him with new moves next time. He would fail again and receive a new round of disgust, and then she would teach him new ways to deal with it again.
This was clearly a teaching process. Luo Wusheng had mentioned several times that there was a teacher-student relationship between them, but the Demon Lord always refused to admit it.
However, perhaps she herself did not realize that her attitude was not as tough as it was at the beginning.
Luo Wusheng noticed this, but he would not tell her. He maintained the relationship in which his actions gradually brought him closer while the Demon Lord kept his distance verbally.
“It’s too shameful to watch.”
Shi Hanqiao's voice brought Luo Wusheng back from his memories with the Demon Lord. He pressed his eyebrows. It must be because he had not received a reply from the Demon Lord, and his mind was full of her, which led him to fall into memories.
As for Shi Hanqiao, he doesn't resemble the Demon Lord at all.
After Shi Hanqiao looked at the model, he leaned back on the sofa with his hands behind his head. It was obvious that he looked down on the model that everyone praised. His disdainful attitude caused silence in the lounge for a while.
Luo Wei tried to smooth things over by saying, "I'm also a mecha design major. This model is already very good."
Shi Hanqiao seemed to be unaware of the awkward atmosphere in the lounge and raised the corner of his mouth.
"Rubbish."
Magda, who had been hunched over on the sofa in a dejected mood, suddenly straightened up, leaned forward and looked at her intently, her lips opening and closing hesitantly.
“Don’t be like this…”
Luo Wei stretched out her hand to tug at the sleeve of the person next to her, but her hand missed, and her ears were numb with embarrassment.
Shi Hanqiao didn't even glance at him. He took out the C-class mecha model from the space button and threw it to Magda opposite.
"I promised it to you, Margaret."
Magda was completely absorbed in the exquisite model in her hand. She turned it over and over in her hands for a long time before she looked up belatedly.
"Who are you!!!"
Magda clutched the model tightly in her hand, as if someone was about to snatch it from her. She looked at Shi Hanqiao in disbelief and surprise, her tone changing from high excitement to cautious excitement: "Mo Zun?"
Margaret is Magda's pseudonym in the mecha design forum. She has now confirmed that Shi Hanqiao is her netizen and idol Mo Zun, not because of the C-class mecha model in his hand, but because of the word "garbage".
In fact, Mo Zun's popularity in the mecha design forum is no less than the sensation caused by Mo Zun in the Star Realm Mecha Club.
Not long after the holiday began, Mo Zun began uploading mecha models. They all looked ordinary, with a pitch-black appearance and not the slightest bit of appeal.
However, the overall evaluation of all the mecha models she uploaded was above 90 out of 100.
Mo Zun's models attracted countless mecha designers to buy and study them. Many people posted their own works in the comments hoping to get her guidance, but in the end they only got a comment from Mo Zun: "It's garbage, throw it away."
Magda was the unlucky one who was commented on, but now she was glad that Mozun chose her to answer among all the comments.
"I was really angry at the time, but then she uploaded a model a few days later." Magda projected two models. The right one had an exquisite shape and pattern, while the left was just bare black. "It was obvious that she had made a comprehensive optimization based on my model."
Josephine looked around and couldn't help but complain: "It's not obvious at all."
Magda glared at her sister slightly, then stared at Shi Hanqiao with shining eyes: "My model only achieved 50% of the preset, but after your optimization, it perfectly displays my preset."
"I never thought you were Mo Zun!" Magda was in a state of excitement. "My online friend is right next to me!"
"Shut up and stop making noise."
A parabola streaked through the air.
Luo Wusheng watched Magda catch another C-class mecha model and almost jumped up from his seat with excitement. He restrained himself as she requested and turned his gaze to Shi Hanqiao who was leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed and dozing off.
She has weak mental and physical strength, but at least she is very talented in mecha design and manufacturing.
When he saw Shi Hanqiao again, Luo Wusheng's momentary anger had long since disappeared. He looked at her with a filter in his eyes, simply because she had a calm attitude similar to that of the Demon Lord.
Thinking of the Demon Lord, Luo Wusheng opened the dialog box again, but still did not reply.
For a moment he envied Magda, as Mo Zun was right across from her.
I don't know, where is the Demon Lord? What does she look like?
If she saw it, what would she say?
"Ache!"
Shi Hanqiao suddenly sneezed. She rubbed her itchy nose and took off her eye mask.
"Control the pheromones on your body!" Magda immediately said to the two Alphas on her right. After receiving Ulysses' gaze, she couldn't help but shrink her shoulders. Glancing at her friend with an additional identity opposite her, she glared back without giving in. Then she quickly shifted her gaze and took out the air freshener to spray at the opposite side.
The smell of lemon hit him in the face, and Shi Hanqiao was completely awake. He rested his elbows on the armrest, his face on the back of his hands, and looked ahead boredly.
Luo Wei moved his nose. "I only smell three scents. Is your pheromone lemon?"
Pride and dominance are engraved in the Alpha's genes, and pheromones are the release of this dominance.
The stronger the Alpha, the greater the pheromone pressure. They will deliberately restrain their pheromones, and the stronger the Alpha, the better the control.
However, even so, no Alpha can completely restrain his pheromones.
Like Josephine and Ulysses, both are very strong. The former's personality can help to restrain her own pheromones, while the latter relies entirely on control to restrain her own pheromones, but both of them still have a faint scent of sunwood and crystal orchid.
An Alpha without pheromones is equivalent to being disabled, which is a physiological and reproductive defect.
Luo Wei's question plunged the lounge into silence. Luo Wusheng and others had attended Edith's coming-of-age ceremony and knew that Huo Ran had used the pheromone deficiency to attack Han Qiao.
Everyone present also only smelled three scents. To be more precise, there were only two scents before Magda sprayed the air freshener, which were the pheromones of Josephine and Ulysses.
Therefore, it is very likely that Shi Hanqiao's pheromone deficiency is true.
However, no one present, led by Luo Wusheng, spoke. They were not the type to talk about other people's flaws or mention other people's scars.
After all, Shi Hanqiao is not their enemy.
In the lounge, the silence brought awkwardness and gradually became depressing.
"I only smelled two pheromones just now, so I thought yours was lemon."
The more he explained, the more it seemed like Shi Hanqiao had a pheromone deficiency, and the atmosphere in the lounge fell into a dead silence that was even more terrifying than depression.
Luo Wei blinked his big, clear, deer-like eyes unconsciously, looked around with his fair little face, and said to Shi Hanqiao innocently: "I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?"
"If you can't speak, shut up."
Shi Hanqiao's voice was inexpressible. She leaned back and smiled, "Do you want me to teach you how to chat?"
Luo Wei tilted his head, puzzled: "Wh...what do you mean?"
“Do the people behind you know that you are working for others?”
Luo Wei's face turned pale in an instant and her lips trembled.
Luo Wusheng, who was frowning because Shi Hanqiao leaned on the armrest and invaded his space, suddenly turned cold and his eyes wandered between the two people beside him.
The atmosphere in the lounge was becoming increasingly dangerous, just like his eyes.
【Author’s words】
There are two reasons why Alphas don't have pheromones: abnormally weak, or, absolutely strong...
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