The overall ranking list can be seen by both the Mecha Manufacturing Department and the Mecha Department, but the individual ranking list is separate, which means that the Mecha Manufacturing Department can not only see the overall ranking list, but also the individual ranking list of their own department. Yan Hao's two golden fonts and more than 5,000 points were hung high at the top of the two ranking lists, and the students of the Mecha Manufacturing Department were so excited that they didn't sleep all night.
The students of the Mecha Manufacturing Department reacted more strongly than the students of the Mecha Department. They were in the base and were more familiar with the situation in the base than outside. So in their opinion, no one could earn more than 5,000 points in one day. They immediately raised questions with their superiors. Xu Peng had already expected this and announced the source of Yan Hao's points on the spot. The sales of six master-level level 6 energy blocks every day made them dumbfounded.
Yan Hao only discovered all this the next morning. He had been working on energy blocks all day yesterday, and his mental energy was quite depleted. He fell asleep soon after chatting with Sheng Heng. When he woke up early in the morning and was about to use the optical computer terminal to order breakfast, he saw the two scoreboards and two unread messages on the intranet.
Sheng Heng: [Just have enough points to spend, don’t work too hard. ]
Cheng Wenkang: [Little brother, you are awesome. ]
Yan Hao smiled, looked at the time and saw that it was still early, so he sent a message to Sheng Heng: [It’s not tiring, I only sold a part of the energy blocks, and I’ll keep some for you and Senior Cheng. ]
Sheng Heng was leaving the camp with Cheng Wenkang when he saw the message. There were no Zerg within three kilometers of the camp. Sheng Heng felt warmed when he saw Yan Hao had left them half of the energy blocks, but he still said: [The energy blocks that Fatty and I have are enough, you don’t need to make too many, and take care to rest.]
People outside will go crazy when they see that you have earned more than 5,000 points. If they knew that you still had a small half left in your hands, they would probably be even crazier.
Yan Hao: [Okay, senior, please be careful too.]
Sheng Heng: [I will.]
Just as Sheng Heng finished replying, the black soul suddenly changed direction and went to another place.
"Boss, why are you going that way?" Cheng Wenkang quickly asked Sheng Heng through the mecha's internal communication.
Among all the teams that came for the assessment, he and Sheng Heng had the smallest number of people, so when they first planned the route, they specifically chose an area with less Zerg activity. As a result, on the second day, Sheng Heng suddenly adjusted the route.
"Let's go to Area C." Sheng Heng said.
"There is a small insect nest in Area C." Cheng Wenkang.
"I know that yesterday's route was too easy for Dark Soul, so I want to go to a place with more Zerg to test the limits of Dark Soul." Sheng Heng said.
“……” Cheng Wenkang rolled his eyes suddenly.
What's the point of testing the limits of Dark Souls? When they came here, they were supposed to take the Buddhist test. Why did it suddenly change? It was because they were provoked by the junior and felt that they earned fewer points. But even if the junior didn't earn any points in the next seven days, at the speed at which they killed insects to earn points, they would have to kill 800 insects a day to barely catch up. How could that be possible?
Cheng Wenkang really wanted to shout, "Boss, take a break," but he was afraid that if he shouted, he would take a break completely.
base.
After breakfast, Yan Hao continued to go to the mecha maintenance room to make energy blocks. This time, as soon as he sat down, people came into the maintenance room one after another, and soon all the second-year mecha manufacturing department students were there.
Although Yan Hao was surprised, he was not familiar with them, so he did not say hello and continued to do his own thing. When the others saw Yan Hao like this, they all had complicated expressions. A group of sophomores were crushed and beaten by a freshman, and their points were far ahead of others. They themselves felt embarrassed without anyone telling them. They were all here for the assessment, but the points earned by one person were equal to those of your class.
The sophomores were all inspired, so they all came to the maintenance room early in the morning and started making energy blocks with the raw materials they received. When Xupeng came over, he saw everyone making energy blocks, and their hard work and enthusiasm were gratifying.
Yan Hao stopped after making six energy blocks. After knowing that Sheng Heng and Cheng Wenkang had enough energy blocks, he decided to only make energy blocks to sell to Qin Hu. He would use the rest of the time to study the information left to him by Mr. Pang.
In this way, a day passed, and just as Senior Xupeng said, no mecha warrior came back to repair the mecha the next day, and the list at twelve o'clock in the morning was updated as scheduled.
The students of the Mecha Manufacturing Department were all staring at Yan Hao's score and chatting in the class group.
"It's been lowered, lowered by three points."
"He originally earned seven full days' worth of points on the first day, and he won't gain any more points in the next seven days."
"That's right, how can seven days' points be counted in one day?"
"But even if it's an average score, no one among us can catch up now."
“…”
The class group was silent for a moment, and someone suddenly swore.
"Fuck, how come a freshman can make a master-level level 6 energy block?"
"And at six dollars a day, he didn't even keep any for his teammates. He actually sold them all."
"That's right. The energy blocks we made are not enough for our own team members, so how can we have any extra to sell?"
"They just took advantage of the small number of people."
At the same time, in the Mecha Department camp, the students of the Mecha Department only looked at the individual score list. They had completely given up on the overall score list. They could not surpass the high score of more than 5,000 even after seven days. But they were also stimulated because the first place on the first day of the assessment was Sheng Heng who had a hand injury. So on the second day of the assessment, the students of the Mecha Department were all trying their best to kill the Zerg outside. Their scores increased a lot compared to yesterday, but when the score list came out.
"..."Everyone.
Sheng Heng, 443 points.
Everyone knew Sheng Heng's points yesterday, and after silently deducting them, they immediately calculated Sheng Heng's points today to be 320 points, which was more than twice what many of them scored today. Even Cheng Wenkang's points today exceeded 100, with a total of 196 points, ranking fifth on the list.
"Sheng Heng, is your hand okay?" someone couldn't help but ask.
They rested in the camp these two days. In order to prevent their fingers from getting tired, someone soaked their fingers in potions every night. But the strange thing was that Sheng Heng, whose hand was the most seriously injured, did not soak his fingers in potions these two days. To achieve such a good performance without soaking in potions, even a level 6 mecha Black Soul would require a powerful driver to do it.
"No." Sheng Heng shook his head.
"Then how did you get such a high score?" A boy sitting diagonally opposite Sheng Heng suddenly asked in a stern voice, "Did you cheat?"
Sheng Heng's eyes suddenly turned cold and he looked at the boy.
The boy's heart choked when Sheng Heng looked at him, but he still said loudly: "If it wasn't cheating, how could you, who can only fight for two hours a day, kill so many Zergs. And look at your own hands, it's like you've never operated a mecha before."
Sheng Heng's injury was well known. They had been classmates for almost two years, and they had seen what Sheng Heng's hands looked like after each practice. When the boy reminded them, they all looked over and saw that Sheng Heng's fingers were white and evenly proportioned, without a single red mark. They didn't look like fingers that had been through high-intensity operations at all.
Not all of these people are troublemakers, but at this moment they all couldn't help but reveal a look of suspicion.
"Zhu Wencheng, what nonsense are you talking about?" Cheng Wenkang said angrily, "The base is responsible for calculating the points, how can this be faked?"
"The base only uses the detection equipment installed on the mecha to calculate the number of people we have killed. If someone finds a level six mecha master to help, the base will not be able to detect it." Zhu Wencheng said.
"Do you have any evidence?"
"Do you still need evidence? Everyone knows what Sheng Heng's hands look like. But you, do you have evidence to prove that it was Sheng Heng who was personally operating the mecha these two days?" Zhu Wencheng said angrily.
"We can ask the teacher to decide."
"The teacher didn't follow us the whole time, how would he know?" Zhu Wencheng said.
"How about we have a competition?" Sheng Heng said in a deep voice.
Zhu Wencheng's arrogance was suppressed, but he still said sarcastically: "I have been fighting for two whole days, and my hands are still shaking, but I can't beat someone who has been recuperating for two days."
"Then I'll fight you." Cheng Wenkang jumped up on the spot and was about to go over to Zhu Wencheng.
"You two are together, who knows if you have also found a substitute." Zhu Wencheng said.
"You..." Cheng Wenkang was so angry that he was about to explode.
"How about you follow us tomorrow and see if I have a substitute?" Sheng Heng grabbed Cheng Wenkang who was about to go berserk.
How could Zhu Wencheng dare to agree to Sheng Heng's request? If he went with them, he didn't know what would happen on the way. "What are you doing? Are you trying to take this opportunity to retaliate against me?"
"What did you do? Do you think I will take revenge on you?" Sheng Heng asked back.
"...You know it in your heart." Zhu Wencheng, "If you didn't cheat, then prove it to us. Otherwise, we won't accept your first place."
"Do you think so too?" Sheng Heng looked at the others.
Although the others didn't say much when they met Sheng Heng's gaze, the expressions on their faces showed their attitude; they were indeed skeptical.
"Sheng Heng, we are not doubting you. You just said that your hand injury has not healed. But given your condition, even if the Black Soul is a level six mecha, your points cannot be higher than ours." Squad leader Sun Zhu stood up and said.
"So what do you want?" Sheng Heng asked patiently.
"Well, there will be just you and Wenkang. Join our team tomorrow. After a day's work, we will naturally understand everything," said Sun Zhu.
"Okay." Sheng Heng said, and then turned his gaze to Zhu Wencheng, "But if it is proven that I didn't cheat, what will you do?"
Zhu Wencheng subconsciously took a step back and said breathlessly, "If you didn't cheat, then you didn't cheat. You shouldn't have cheated in the first place."
"Heh." Sheng Heng laughed angrily, "So I deserved to hear your slander just now?"
"You...you should prove that you didn't cheat first." Zhu Wencheng said.
"Okay, we'll talk about it when the time comes." Sheng Heng sneered.
For some reason, Zhu Wencheng felt a chill down his spine when Sheng Heng looked at him.
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