At ten o'clock the next morning, Oakland showed up on time at the place he had agreed to meet with Hall. It was a virtual private combat training room. Like the herald's private studio, it required federal coins to rent, and the price was more expensive than a private studio.
Obviously, Hall had given him access, and when he walked to the door of the training room, the door opened automatically.
As soon as you walk into Auckland, you are hit by the strong smell of male hormones. What you see are rows of training equipment. Three shirtless men and a woman in tight sportswear are training.
Auckland had seen Chris running on a light-powered treadmill, sweating profusely. The speed was so fast that Auckland could almost see his legs leaving ghosts.
On another barbell press machine, a tall man with short gray hair sat upright, his hands gripping the machine tightly, his upper body upright, his back leaning against it. He pressed his hands straight up, his powerful deltoids tense, pausing for two to three seconds at the top of each push. Oakland noticed the barbell he was pressing was marked 1T.
Then he saw Hall, who was doing pull-ups at a constant speed in a gravity room, with all the muscles in his body tightly stretched, outlining his perfect muscle lines.
Diana, the only woman, still had her hair tied in a neat ponytail and was doing the bench press with a serious expression, lifting the barbell, which was also marked with 1T, with ease.
Auckland is still a weakling at the moment: ...
Hall noticed him the moment he stepped into the training room in Oakland, picked up his pace, and walked out of the gravity room after completing a set of pull-ups.
The moment the door of the gravity room opened, he felt an extremely huge gravitational pressure emanating from it. He didn't know how many times Hall had turned up the gravity training. If he went in, his small body would probably fall apart.
"Assemble." Hall lightly clapped his hands, and everyone in the training room reacted quickly and stood on Hall's left side within three seconds.
"Okay, everyone, let's get acquainted. This is Lancelot, the new herald who has joined our team." Hall looked at Chris and said, "Please introduce him."
"Okay, Boss." Chris showed his big white teeth and greeted Auckland with a smile, "Hello, Xiao Lanlan."
"Hello..." The corners of Auckland's mouth twitched twice. What the hell is Xiao Lanlan?
"My name is Chris Carlisle. I use the LX-774 mecha. I excel at speed and power attacks, and I'm the team's left-wing forward." Chris pointed at the man with short gray hair and green eyes. "This is Ignaz Roland, the right-wing forward. I use the same mecha as the boss, a KA165."
He then pointed at Diana and introduced her, "Diana Walker, uses the TA152 mecha, which focuses on strength and defense, so she is the main cover role in the team."
"There's no need to introduce myself, boss. I'm a KA165 mecha, an all-rounder, and a main attacker," Chris said with a smile.
"Hello." Auckland greeted them with a smile. "Please give me your guidance in the future."
Ignatz was rather aloof and only nodded slightly. Diana, however, stepped forward with a smile, put her hand on Auckland's shoulder, and patted him gently. "Your little body is too weak. You need more practice. How about I teach you?"
Before Auckland could answer, Hall stepped forward, pulled Diana's hand away, and said, "He's a herald, he doesn't fight, and he doesn't need to participate in daily training."
"Okay." Diana shrugged and walked towards Ignatz. "Ig, practice with me?"
Ignatz had intended to continue with his push-up training, but after Diana suggested fighting practice, he readily stood up.
The two men walked into the gravity training room and began combat training. Both of them were extremely fast, as if they could not feel the pressure of gravity at all. However, from their taut muscle lines and the sweat constantly oozing from their foreheads, it can be seen that they are indeed under tremendous pressure.
"The team competition will start in three days. You should seize the time to practice making emblems and try to speed up as much as possible." Hall said to Auckland.
He felt that Auckland had done a good job, but was a little slow in producing the coat of arms.
"If there's no need for hidden attributes, I can create a B-rank or higher enhanced emblem within twenty minutes."
"That's great. Our team is relatively strong, so we'll prioritize creating emblems that increase speed."
"OK."
The two briefly discussed tactics, and then Hall told him their training schedule. "We usually have combat training in the morning and mecha training in the afternoon. You can come over the day after tomorrow afternoon, and we'll have a real combat exercise."
"no problem."
After confirming the time, Auckland prepared to leave. He also needed to go back and practice making coats of arms and try to improve the speed of making coats of arms.
"You could rent a private studio. It's more expensive, but it's more convenient," Hall suggested before Auckland left. After all, he was already well-known on Starnet, and it was no longer appropriate for him to queue up with other novice heraldsmen in stores to rent a cheap virtual studio.
"Okay, I'll think about it."
"Boss, why don't you tell him that you are going to participate in the regional individual competition tomorrow?" Chris, who had been focusing his attention on the two of them, jumped off the light-powered treadmill and quickly ran to Hall's side.
There are a large number of participants in the Interstellar Federation's Rookie Mecha Competition, so they are divided into different regions and selected through regional qualifiers. For example, Mark is the champion of the regional qualifier in District 13.
Before deciding to participate in the Rookie Mecha Competition, Hall had been serving in the military and did not sign up for the regional qualifiers. After being disqualified from practice, he decided to participate in the Rookie Mecha Competition. There happened to be two areas where the regional qualifiers had not yet been held. Hall signed up for the regional qualifiers in the second area, which will be held tomorrow.
"What is there to say? Am I going to lose?"
"That's definitely not going to happen..." Just kidding, how could the boss lose? "Don't we still have a few more tickets? Are you really not going to give him one?"
"Stop meddlesome and go to training." Hall gave him a sidelong glance.
"oh……"
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After leaving the training room, Oakland thought about it carefully and decided it would be better to listen to Hall and rent a private virtual studio.
He was now a certified herald, and the private virtual studio's look quickly approved him, and after paying a down payment of 10,000 federal coins, he could start using it directly.
The private virtual studio is bound to his account, and he can enter it directly by simply clicking the icon on the light screen.
After Auckland clicked in, he found that the conditions of the private virtual studio were no worse than those of the studio in the practice area. It was even more spacious and comfortable. All the necessary heraldic materials were available. It was quite perfect.
Auckland then immersed himself in the production of the emblems. When he came out of the studio, five or six hours had passed, and the results he reaped were quite impressive, five enhanced emblems and two special emblems, and all of them reached A-level.
Just when Auckland was thinking about putting these coats of arms up for consignment in his online store, he received a video call request from De Lagar.
Auckland immediately clicked "Accept." Before he could say anything, De Lagar said anxiously, "Auckland, tomorrow is the District 2 regional qualifier. Have you bought your ticket?"
"What qualifiers? What tickets?" Auckland was completely confused and had no idea what he was talking about.
"Ah? Don't you know? Senior Hall is going to participate in the regional qualifiers for the Rookie Mecha Competition individual competition tomorrow! Aren't you going to buy a ticket to watch it live?!" If it was someone else's competition, it would be fine, and you could watch the recorded video later, but for Senior Hall's competition, shouldn't you buy a ticket to support him in person?
"Uh, how much are the tickets?" Auckland had just spent 10,000 federal dollars and was feeling very distressed. When he thought about spending money again, he couldn't help but blurt out.
He was actually more concerned about the ticket price!
Dragal was speechless. "Two hundred federal coins..."
"That's good." Auckland breathed a sigh of relief. The price was cheaper than he had imagined. "Then let's buy tickets and go see it."
Dragal: ...
"Why would I come to you if I could buy tickets?... As soon as the news came out, tickets sold like crazy. The 20,000 seats for the live event were already sold out!" De Lagar rolled his eyes unceremoniously. "As a contestant, Senior Hall should have a frontcourt ticket, right? Didn't you go to the team practice room today? Didn't he give it to you?"
"No..." For some reason, Auckland felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.
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