[Is the Mimic Mecha so powerful? Can a Level 6 Mecha kill a Level 9 Zerg? ]
[Did you see the operation of the mecha in the video? When he dodged the Zerg attack and sank to shoot, his body changed at least a dozen times. If it was a traditional mecha, even if his hands were disabled, he would not be able to operate it.]
[And his particle cannon, it's clearly a level 6 mecha, but it can blow away level 7 Zergs. Are the weapons of the mimic mecha also more powerful? ]
[Yes, yes, that’s what I wanted to ask just now. Isn’t it said that different mechas have different circuits, and high-level weapons cannot be equipped on low-level mechas? ]
[The above poster, you are talking about traditional mechas. The circuits of human-mimicking mechas are, of course, different from traditional mechas.]
[Oh my god, this mecha warrior is so handsome. Even if it is a mimic mecha, it can kill a level 9 Zerg alone among thousands of Zergs. This operation is impossible for ordinary people. ]
[Yes, and the ninth level Zerg also has mental shock waves. Only people with mental strength higher than A level can approach.]
[By the way, has the mimicry mecha been released? Does anyone know the news? ]
After seeing the power of the mimic mecha, people naturally want to own it. Moreover, the mimic mecha has always been the research direction of the Federation. At that time, most of the netizens on Starnet began to ask where the mimic mecha came from. Some even had friends or relatives in the Ares Corps and directly called to ask. In the end, the situation became more and more intense, and the Ares Corps had to announce the names of the makers of the mimic mecha, Zhong Lao and Yan Hao, after obtaining the consent of Mr. Zhong.
It can be said that Master Zhong's name is known to everyone in the entire federation, and Yan Hao was announced at the same time as Master Zhong's apprentice, so people did not pay much attention to it. They just thought that this mimicry mecha was mainly made by Master Zhong, and the little apprentice was just helping out.
Mr. Zhong is a level 10 mecha manufacturing master and also the earliest researcher of mimicry system. It is only natural that he can produce mimicry mecha.
However, didn’t he say earlier that he would not let the mimicry mechas leave the laboratory?
Could it be that he had figured it out? Could the Mimic Mecha be sold to the public?
All of a sudden, a bunch of people who wanted to buy mimicry mechas started leaving messages under the official website of the Federal Research Institute.
[Master Zhong, I want a mimicry mecha. I will buy it no matter how much it costs.] This is a rich man.
[Mr. Zhong, give me a mimic mecha, I want to kill the ninth level Zerg too.] This is just a hot-blooded way of joining in the fun.
[Mr. Zhong, is this enough money to buy one? If not, I'll collect more.] The following picture is a screenshot of a bank account with too many zeros to count.
[Oh my god, I captured this local tyrant alive. ]
[There is so much money that I can’t even count the zeros.]
The rich man who attached a screenshot of his bank account above seemed to have set a good example. In the subsequent messages, more and more people came with account screenshots to buy mechas, and the amounts were getting bigger and bigger, just like a bidding auction in an auction house. The netizens who saw it began to doubt their lives.
Is the gap between the rich and the poor so huge?
The commotion was quite loud, and the Publicity Department of the Federal Research Institute could not handle it anymore, so they urgently contacted Mr. Zhong and asked him to think of a way to explain it.
Elder Zhong frowned, opened the Star Network, found the mecha purchase building with who knows how many floors, and left a message directly: [Not for sale, this mecha is a teaching prop, and also a gift for my apprentice's wife. ]
Mr. Zhong’s message was directly highlighted in bold and pinned at the top by the person in charge of the Institute’s Publicity Department. As soon as this comment came out, netizens’ attitudes changed again.
No one cared about the word "teaching aids" written on the front, everyone's attention was on the back.
[Apprentice's wife? Meeting gift?]
[Which disciple, Master Zhong? There are seven disciples in total.]
[No, it's eight. Didn't you see the list of makers of the mimicry mechas released by the Ares Legion? There's a guy named Yan Hao in it, who seems to be Master Zhong's new apprentice.]
[Oh my god, the warrior who killed the level 9 Zerg alone in the video, couldn't he be Yan Hao's boyfriend?]
[Excuse me, Brother Yan Hao, are you still in need of a boyfriend? ]
[Excuse me, are any of Master Zhong's other disciples still in need of a boyfriend? The kind that graduated from university and has a Level 4 mecha certificate.]
[Excuse me, Master Zhong, are you still in need of a wife for your apprentice? I am willing to marry any of your apprentices. ]
…
What followed was a series of courtship comments, and in just half a day, Mr. Zhong’s disciples became the most popular golden bachelors in the entire federation.
"......" Disciples.
What you love is not me, but my master's mecha.
Fortunately, the exception made by Mr. Zhong was explained away, and the purchase information on the Internet gradually disappeared. As for the military or some forces who came to inquire through internal connections, they were also rebuffed by Mr. Zhong.
But Sheng Heng became the most enviable man in the entire federation who lived off his wife.
When Sheng Heng found out that he had received such an evaluation, he was not angry but very happy. With his popularity, if he were a star, it would be considered public.
"That's too much! How can they say that? It's not the mimicry of the mecha that killed the ninth-level Zerg. It's clearly the senior's mental power." Yan Hao said angrily.
"But if I don't have the camouflage mecha, I really won't be able to reach the ninth-level Zerg." Sheng Heng smiled and comforted a little cutie who was speaking up for him. A person who usually has such a good temper would actually get angry about such a thing.
"But big brother clearly said that your battle was very exciting. If it were someone else, even if he was also driving a mimicry mecha, he might not be able to do it like you. These people on the Internet are obviously completely erasing your contribution by saying this." Yan Hao felt sorry for Sheng Heng.
"It's okay, I like to live off women." Maybe it was because Yan Hao was too cute when he was angry, with his cheeks bulging like buns, making people want to take a bite, so Sheng Heng followed his thoughts, opened his mouth and took a light bite.
"You..." Yan Hao covered his face, a little confused. But he did not move away, still standing there.
Sheng Heng was delighted. This was the first time that Yan Hao did not subconsciously avoid him after being kissed by him.
Not bad, there is progress.
The atmosphere was just right at this time. Sheng Heng raised his hand and quietly went around Yan Hao's mind. When he was about to push the man over with force, the dormitory door was suddenly knocked twice.
Yan Hao suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and walked towards the door.
Sheng Heng looked at his raised right hand speechlessly, sighed, and lowered it silently.
Yan Hao opened the door, and Babi Chong walked in. When he saw Sheng Heng was there, his eyes lit up and he teased, "Giveaway man."
Sheng Heng smiled and nodded, as a sign of agreement.
"Sixth Senior Brother." Yan Hao looked at the Babi bug with some displeasure.
Seeing that Yan Hao was unhappy, Babi Chong immediately apologized: "Sorry, sorry, it was just a joke."
"It doesn't matter. In fact, I quite like this title." Sheng Heng was not ashamed but proud of it.
"Sheng Heng, let me tell you, everyone in the federation knows that you accepted my master's betrothal gift. From now on, only my junior brother will dump you." Babi Chong said half jokingly and half seriously.
His seriousness was not directed at Sheng Heng, but because he was worried about Yan Hao. He hoped that Yan Hao could have a sweet love, but love is not only sweet, but also has another side. Babi Chong was very worried whether Yan Hao, who was simple in emotion, could handle such complicated emotions.
"That's what it is." Sheng Heng replied.
Babi Chong raised his eyebrows and Sheng Heng smiled back, with a tacit understanding that only each other could understand.
"Sixth Senior Brother, do you have something to talk to me about?" Yan Hao asked Babi Chong.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Please pack up. We will be returning to the capital star in an hour." Babi Chong came here to tell Yan Hao about this.
"Have all the Zerg outside been cleared out?" Yan Hao asked.
"We have almost finished cleaning up, and in order for us to arrive at the capital planet safely, General Lin will personally escort us out of the dangerous area." General Lin is a level 8 mecha warrior. He had been on a mission outside before, and just happened to return to the base the day before Mr. Zhong left. At that time, Mr. Zhong was attacked by a level 9 Zerg, and he was supposed to go to rescue him, but because his mecha was severely damaged and could not fight, Sheng Heng went instead.
After returning, when Master Zhong was repairing Black Soul in the No. 1 maintenance room, he happened to see Lieutenant General Lin's mecha and helped to improve it in a few places. After Lieutenant General Lin knew about it, he said he would report back to Master Zhong no matter what and insisted on escorting them away.
"By the way, Sheng Heng, do you want to go back with us?" Babi Chong asked. The holiday was almost over, and Sheng Heng should go back to class.
"I may have to stay a few more days." Sheng Heng shook his head.
The Legion attached great importance to his use of mental power to kill the ninth-level Zerg, and he needed to stay to cooperate with the Legion's internal experiments. However, this was a Legion secret, and Sheng Heng could not disclose it to the outside world.
"Then see you at school." Yan Hao was a little disappointed, but when he thought about the fact that school was about to start, he would go back to study the system for a few days, and then he would be able to see his seniors again, so he felt a little better.
In the galaxy where Sima Legion is stationed.
Sima Mingxuan was smashing things in the room like crazy. The room was in a mess. Yan Fei stood in the corner tremblingly, not daring to take a step forward, for fear that if he was not careful, those things would fall on him.
Sima Mingxuan smashed everything and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain. He groaned and knelt on the ground, holding his head with both hands, crying out in pain.
"Senior Sima." Yan Fei saw it and ran over with the medicine he had prepared long ago, "Take the medicine quickly."
Sima Mingxuan drank the potion, and the pain in his brain gradually eased. He raised his head and looked at Yan Fei with a dim gaze.
Yan Fei looked concerned: "Senior Sima, are you feeling better?"
"Do you know that Yan Hao is Master Zhong's disciple?" Sima Mingxuan asked Yan Fei.
Yan Fei was stunned.
"I'm asking you a question, do you know the answer?" Sima Mingxuan already had a headache, and now he lost his temper. He was so angry that he smashed the bottle of medicine he had just finished drinking to the ground. Glass fragments flew everywhere, scaring Yan Fei.
"I...I don't know." Yan Fei answered honestly.
"Didn't you say that your brother studied medicine since he was a child, and that he went to the mecha manufacturing department to avoid you? How could he become Master Zhong's disciple and learn about camouflage mecha?"
"I have no idea."
"You don't know, why wouldn't you know? Aren't you his younger brother? Didn't you grow up together?" Sima Mingxuan grabbed Yan Fei's thin arm, and he lost control of the strength in his hand, causing Yan Fei to gasp in pain.
"It hurts, it hurts." Yan Fei cried and begged.
Sima Mingxuan paused, as if he remembered something, and quickly let go of his hand. His tone suddenly became gentle again: "I'm sorry, when I killed the ninth-level Zerg, my sea of consciousness was affected by the shock wave. My head hurt so much that I couldn't control my emotions for a while."
"It's okay, I... I will find a way to find the medicine to cure senior." Yan Fei said in a low voice.
"Just now... I hope I didn't hurt you." Sima Mingxuan looked at Yan Fei's arm, which had turned red from his grip, with a look of self-blame on his face.
"A little bit." Yan Fei said a little aggrieved.
Sima Mingxuan's eyes flashed, and then he held Yan Fei's arm, gently lifted it up, lowered his head, and gently kissed him: "What now?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yan Fei's face suddenly turned red.
Sima Mingxuan felt another sharp pain in his sea of consciousness. His mental power turned into countless tiny needles that stimulated his sea of consciousness, causing him to feel violent for no reason. A trace of blood quietly stained Sima Mingxuan's eyes. He suddenly picked up Yan Fei in front of him and threw him on the only bed in the room.
"Senior Sima?!" Yan Fei screamed in horror.
Sima Mingxuan pressed forward and kissed Yan Fei directly without caring whether Yan Fei was willing or not.
Yan Fei just struggled a few times symbolically and then compromised.
Eight hundred words are omitted here, I guess you don’t want to read them.
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