Of course, the heavier weight also means that the SN96 has stronger defensive performance and is easier to use.

Principal Yang lifted all restrictions. Zhou You only needed to verify his identity as a student of Los Angeles No. 8 Middle School through fingerprint authentication to enter the driving zone directly.

Zhou You entered with an excited look on his face. For a model student like himself, a top student with full marks in every subject, operating mechas was something he knew by heart.

Although I have never actually tried it, the rich theoretical knowledge is the foundation that supports everything!

The mecha roared and the heavy SN96 started up. Before it took two steps, it suddenly staggered as if it was drunk, and then it leaned against the mecha next to it.

"Ugh!" Zhou You, the mecha pilot, crawled out of the mecha room with a look of discomfort on his face. After a moment's rest, his body suddenly trembled. "Am I one of the rare cases of mecha sickness, and I will never be able to drive a mecha in my life?!"

Zhou You seemed to have lost all his energy in an instant, and collapsed to the ground in despair and loss.

"I originally thought that I had the ability to travel through the future timeline, which made me a savior who could kick the present world to save the future. But now, I can't even drive a mecha."

The huge gap made Zhou You a little unable to accept it.

Zhou You forced himself to stay alert and looked at the remaining rows of mechas. He gritted his teeth and found a normal SN96 training mecha, activated the cockpit and entered.

Heavy mechas are completely different from other types of mechas because of the various aspects brought about by their weight. It may be difficult to control heavy mechas, but for other mechas... "Ugh!" Zhou You took a moment to straighten up. Because he was too focused, his eyes were a little red, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his whole body was trembling, as if he was fighting against injustice.

"I can't handle heavy and ordinary mechas, but I can handle light ones!" Zhou You stared at a mecha that had been disassembled and only the frame was left.

According to the classification of mecha types, this type of mecha can actually be equivalent to an exoskeleton.

"It covers less surface, and its strength and power are far inferior to Principal Yang's and Lao Li's exoskeletons, but the operating feel should be similar."

"According to the classification of mechas, I have no chance of success with heavy and ordinary types. If I also have no chance with exoskeletons, then I'll really say goodbye to mechas."

Zhou You sat directly in it, controlling the mecha step by step, with a click, click, and he persisted for ten steps. His whole body was shaking and cold sweat kept streaming down his face.

In a condition like mesothelioma, which seems like a congenital defect, personal will is insignificant, just like the communication between others and mechas is like a wide and straight bridge.

But in the mind of a person with dyshyaponicus, the bridge no longer exists and can never be repaired.

I heard that when early mechas first appeared, there were people with mediocrity who were unwilling to accept mediocrity and thus chose to forcefully operate them, but the end result was that the operator died suddenly.

Those were just early, crude mechas that could only perform some simple movements. If you switch to today's more mature mechas, which have almost zero delay and zero error compared to real-life movements, it would be really fatal to operate them.

Boom!

The mecha operated by Zhou You fell to the ground.

It was not a big deal that he fell to the ground, because the mecha Zhou You was operating this time was too simple and had no protection, causing him to be thrown out directly. He rolled on the ground for several circles and hit the sharp edge of the mecha, causing blood to flow.

Because the mecha fell to the ground and hit other mechas, now these dozen or so trainee mechas began to collapse gradually like dominoes.

The lightest model here weighs several tons, and the heavy ones weigh twice as much.

The space inside the sealed door was already small, and with the first heavy mecha falling to the ground, it directly blocked the exit. The remaining mechas collapsed one by one, and were about to collapse the entire space.

The tour was unbiased, right at the corner.

The mecha behind the one he was operating just now was touched and quickly smashed towards Zhou You! "Oh, are you going to die?" Zhou You looked at the mecha that was smashed down, expressionless, even a little mocking.

What on earth have I done to blame God for playing such a joke on me? Let me know the cruel truth about the extinction of the human race, let me know what the future world will look like, let me think I have the ability to save the future world, and then slap myself hard to make me realize the reality of my dizziness.

"I don't accept it!" Zhou You's eyes were red. He forcibly dragged up his extremely weak body due to mecha sickness, trying to hold up the mecha that was hitting him.

Since the sky won't let me live, I'll break the sky.

Boom!

The sheer weight is like a dimensionality-reducing blow to a strong will.

Zhou You used the method of lifting to put an end to his own life. Buzz! Snap!

Boom!

A chain with a dark green hook nearly two meters in diameter at the front end.

The hook hooked the simple SN96, and the chain swung, sending SN96 flying, revealing Zhou You who was buried underneath.

Zhou You was currently being held in a dark green lantern that looked like a birdcage. This kind of confinement seemed to be protecting Zhou You. Those mechas weighing several tons did not cause any damage to the lantern at all.

Just a few seconds ago, Zhou You's blood dripped into the ground, causing a small dark green box to suddenly expand and force its way directly into Zhou You's body.

Afterwards, Zhou You had an extremely close-fitting dark green mecha, which was shining and protecting Zhou You in the center. In the left hand of the mecha was a dark green lantern, and in the right hand was a huge dark green hook that was extremely inconsistent with the mecha itself.

"I... I'm not dead and I can still operate the mecha?" Zhou You stood up in disbelief. He couldn't accept the huge gap for a while, from joy to despair to death and then back to joy.

Let’s put aside the grand ambition of saving the world and saving humanity.

From the perspective of personal interests, in this world, being able to operate a mecha and not being able to operate a mecha are two completely different lives.

It is no exaggeration to say that if you cannot operate a mecha, you will be a low-level person for the rest of your life. The law has clear provisions that when wealth or position reaches a certain level, one must have a mecha operation certificate of the corresponding level.

Otherwise, such talents have no ability to protect themselves, and the enemy can easily send a powerful mecha division to abduct them. Wouldn't this be training talents for the hostile forces?

In this context, the importance of being able to operate mechas is self-evident.

Now Zhou You doesn't want to ask for any performance, any level, or any operability. As long as this mecha can be driven, it represents miracles and hope! By studying this mecha, he can also find a cure for the terminal illness of halocarpia! Yes, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a terminal illness. Don't think that halocarpia is nothing in name, but the side effects it brings are fatal in the mecha world.