After breakfast, the two went to the maintenance room together. Yesterday, Yan Hao was busy taking care of the injuries of the two and had no time to repair the mecha.
There were a lot of people in the maintenance room today. In addition to the students from the Mecha Manufacturing Department who were already guarding the maintenance room, there were also students who came back to repair the mechas. Most of these people heard the news when the accident happened yesterday, and when they suddenly saw the person involved appear at the scene, they all gathered around.
"Sheng Heng, how are you? Are your injuries healed?"
"I heard that you killed a level 6 mutant bug by yourself. How did you do it?"
"I heard from the squad leader that the Black Soul is now a mimic mecha. Doesn't it feel more exciting to drive a mimic mecha?"
When this person said the words "mimicking mecha", Yan Hao clearly felt that the gazes of the people around him became more enthusiastic.
"Senior, you guys chat first, I'm going to go see Dark Soul and Barbarian Bull." Yan Hao was not used to the feeling of being surrounded by people, and wanted to find an excuse to leave.
It would have been better if he didn't say anything. Although everyone was talking around them, their eyes were almost all on Sheng Heng. But as soon as he said this, most of the people's eyes immediately fell on Yan Hao. Fortunately, these eyes only stayed on him for a moment, and then collectively shifted to Sheng Heng.
"Sheng Heng, although you are extremely talented, you are still a freshman and have not had time to learn mecha maintenance. The Black Soul is a level 6 mecha, and now it has a simulated driving system. You can't break it. You have to be extremely careful. Let me help you repair it."
"Go away, Xia Liu, your team was almost wiped out in this assessment. Have you repaired your own team's mecha? Sheng Heng, let me help you repair the Black Soul."
"Get lost. Didn't your team just come back? Have you finished overhauling your mecha? Sheng Heng, let me help you. Our team came back yesterday to repair the mecha. I don't have anything to do today, so I can help you repair the Black Soul."
These mecha builders who were so arrogant before coming here that they didn't even want to give Sheng Heng a quota now all beg to repair mechas for Sheng Heng for free. They surrounded them excitedly and squeezed Yan Hao, who was about to leave, back. Yan Hao staggered back a few steps, and when he was about to fall, an arm suddenly came around his waist, pulling him back, and then his back leaned against a warm and strong chest.
"Sorry, I'm already a mecha manufacturer." Sheng Heng's voice came from above Yan Hao's head. He did not show any disdain to those who once looked down on him, but spoke calmly and in an unyielding tone.
"But Yanhao is only a freshman, he hasn't learned mecha maintenance yet."
"Yes, yes." Everyone echoed.
"The assessment is still three days away. What if something goes wrong with the Dark Soul?" someone asked.
"Before we were paired up with the Mecha Manufacturing Department, our teacher told us something. On the battlefield, we must trust our mecha manufacturers as much as we trust ourselves, because if we can't even trust the mecha manufacturers, then we can't trust the mechas we drive in battle." Sheng Heng said solemnly, "Yan Hao is my chosen partner, and he is also my mecha manufacturer. Only he can repair my mechas, and I believe he has the ability to repair the black soul."
"Sorry, please move aside. We need to go inspect the mecha." Sheng Heng held Yan Hao in his arms, pushed through the crowd, and walked towards the corner where the Black Soul was parked.
Sheng Heng had said so much, and they could not say anything more. They could only regret that they cared too much about the test results and chose to refuse when Sheng Heng approached them to temporarily join their team. If not, they would have had a chance to see the style of the mimic driving system. You know, although it is rumored that the Federation already has the fifth-level mimic driving system, it has never been seen on the market.
Only after they had walked a long way and could no longer feel people's gazes did Yan Hao quietly breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing Yan Hao's exaggerated expression of surviving a disaster, Sheng Heng couldn't help but teasing him, "If they knew that you were the designer of the mimicry system, who knows what would happen."
"Don't tell anyone." Yan Hao was so scared that he jumped out of Sheng Heng's arms.
“…” Sheng Heng looked at his empty arms, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.
"Don't let them surround me, I don't know how to deal with it." Just standing next to Sheng Heng just now, he was not used to that kind of scene.
"Okay, I won't tell you." Sheng Heng knew that Yan Hao was not good at dealing with this kind of thing, so he didn't reveal Yan Hao's background from the beginning.
"Thank you." Yan Hao felt relieved.
"But when you're standing at a very high place, you can't hide even if you want to." And that day won't be too far away.
"But before I reach that height, I don't want anyone to know." Yan Hao whispered.
Sheng Heng frowned, feeling that Yan Hao's words were a little strange, and he subconsciously asked, "Why?"
"Because you stand high, you are not easily replaced." Yan Hao said.
"Alternative?"
"Nothing. I'm going to start inspecting the Black Soul. I'll go into the cockpit first. Senior, please help me push the upgrade ladder over." As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the feet of the Black Soul. Yan Hao entered the cockpit opening password on the optical computer, and the Black Soul's cockpit opened automatically.
Sheng Heng walked over and pushed the simple elevator in the corner over.
"Thank you." Yan Hao stepped onto the elevator and entered the cockpit.
Not long after Yan Hao entered the cockpit, Cheng Wenkang, who had rested for a night, also came to the maintenance room. Seeing Sheng Heng from a distance, he ran over.
"How is the Dark Soul?" Cheng Wenkang asked, glancing in the direction of the cockpit.
"Just started checking." Sheng Heng said.
"This is the first time I've seen Dark Soul in such a mess." When Dark Soul was brought back to the base, someone had already helped clean it. After the insect fluid covering its body was cleaned, countless pits and cuts were revealed. Dark Soul was a level 6 mecha, and it had a strong resistance to the attack power of level 4 Zerg. To leave such dense and obvious scars, anyone with a little combat common sense would know that Dark Soul must have been besieged by a large number of Zerg.
"Embarrassed? I think this is what Black Soul is really like." Sheng Heng said with a smile, "And Black Soul is also very happy."
"Is Dark Soul happy?" Cheng Wenkang tilted his head and tried hard to look at Dark Soul's mechanical face, trying to see some happiness on it.
"Mechas were born for war. He must be very happy to be able to go to the battlefield." Sheng Heng said.
"You are talking about yourself." Cheng Wenkang was speechless.
"My dad and my eldest brother have said that mechas are not just cold weapons, they also have their own souls. Every mecha that has passed through the battlefield will have its own unique aura. Only then can the mecha be said to have a soul. Just like the God of War, even after so many years, even if no one can drive it anymore, he can make people feel oppressed just by standing there." Sheng Heng raised his hand and stroked a deep scratch on Black Soul's ankle, "Black Soul, now he has one too."
Because the Cheng family and the Sheng family had a good relationship, Cheng Wenkang had the honor of seeing the God of War once. He was still young at that time, but he always remembered the shock he felt when he saw the God of War for the first time. It was also at that time that he suddenly decided to make himself a mecha warrior, even though his talent was not outstanding.
"Does that mean there's also the Barbarian Bull?" Cheng Wenkang turned his head to look at the Barbarian Bull standing on the left side of Black Soul.
The Barbarian Bull had been cleaned by now, and the shiny metal shell was not damaged at all. Under the reflection of the lights in the maintenance room, it looked like a brand new mecha that had just been grown. If it were normal, Cheng Wenkang would definitely be happy that his mecha was well maintained, but after listening to Sheng Heng's words just now, and with Black Soul standing next to him, Cheng Wenkang suddenly felt unhappy.
"I've been fighting for three days, but how come there isn't a single scar on the bull's body?" Cheng Wenkang thought this phenomenon was unscientific.
Sheng Heng sneered and raised his head to continue looking at the cockpit.
Yan Hao spent half a day repairing the Dark Soul and the Barbarian Bull, and then the three of them went to the base's cafeteria to eat together. This was Yan Hao's first time to come to the base's cafeteria, as he had been staying in the maintenance room before.
"There is nothing wrong with the Barbarian Bull. Its internal systems, mecha parts, and even energy blocks are all sufficient. It is in almost the same condition as when it came." Yan Hao talked about the conditions of the two mechas. "The internal systems of the Black Soul are also fine, but a few parts of its legs and right arm are broken. I ordered new ones online. I will go back and replace them after dinner."
"No hurry." Sheng Heng picked up some food for Yan Hao and signaled him to eat first.
"I saw many seniors who came back to repair the mechas, and they left as soon as the mechas were repaired." Yan Hao said.
"They want to kill more Zerg to earn points, but we already have enough points." Cheng Wenkang said proudly, "You made more than 5,000 from selling energy blocks, and the boss rewarded you with another 1,000 for killing the mutant level 6 Zerg. Whether it's a team or an individual, our team will definitely take first place."
"But..." Yan Hao said softly, "I just spent a lot."
"We are almost at 7,000 points. How much can you spend?"
"I spent 6,500 points." Yan Hao said.
When he said this, even Sheng Heng was stunned, and Cheng Wenkang directly opened the points ranking board to check their team's points.
Tenth place: Yan Hao group: 645 points.
"Why is it counting down?!" Cheng Wenkang shouted in disbelief.
Today is the fourth day of the assessment. After deducting the points needed for maintenance and accommodation, each team has about 2,000 points left. However, their 7,000 points that put them in first place last night are now gone.
[Hurry up, Sheng Heng's team's points are collapsing, we have another chance to be first. ]
[Why are you in such a hurry? Sheng Heng and Cheng Wenkang have both been attacked mentally, and they need to rest for at least three days. Moreover, the black soul is seriously damaged, and Yan Hao can't repair it. I think their points will be like this. ]
[That's right, there are only two of them, and there are only three days left. Even if Sheng Heng repairs the Black Soul and comes back to kill 500 of them every day, he still can't catch up with us.]
【The first place belongs to our group. 】
【Go, it's ours. 】
"These beasts actually took advantage of others' misfortune." Cheng Wenkang was so angry that he almost vomited blood when he saw the messages from these people in the group.
"How about I sell some more level six energy blocks in the next two days?" Yan Hao suggested. Although he didn't want to sell energy blocks to them anymore after knowing that Qin Hu and Sima Mingxuan had a relationship, he had to sell more in order to earn more points.
"Sell it to Sima Mingxuan?" Sheng Heng asked.
"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.
Sheng Heng frowned and was about to find a reason to persuade him when he heard Cheng Wenkang asked in surprise: "Yan Hao, did you sell your level 6 energy block to Sima Mingxuan? Did you know each other before?"
"No, I sold it to Qin Hu before, and I only found out this morning that Sima Mingxuan is Qin Hu's captain." Yan Hao explained.
"Sima Mingxuan is only a junior, but he has already gained a certain reputation in the army. Last year, with the help of potions, his mental strength was improved to S level. He is already the next generation leader of the Sima family." Cheng Wenkang looked at Sheng Heng, "I heard that the Sima family is looking for someone to customize a level 10 mecha for him."
"Anyone with S-level spiritual power will want to try a level 10 mecha." Sheng Heng was not surprised. The Sima family could not get the God of War from the Sheng family, so the Qin family would not give away their level 10 mecha. If they wanted to get the power equal to theirs, they would definitely find a way to customize a level 10 mecha. Although the level 10 mecha was expensive, the Sima family had the financial resources to do so.
"It's just the mental strength that's been enhanced by drugs. Look how proud the Sima family is."
"No matter how you get promoted, S-level is S-level."
"Boss, you are born with S-level mental power. If it weren't for your hand injury..." Cheng Wenkang paused and didn't continue.
Even if Sheng Heng was born with S-level mental power, as a mecha warrior, Sheng Heng would never be able to reach the top level until the mimicry system was upgraded to the tenth-level mecha.
"There is still a problem." Yan Hao suddenly said.
"What's the problem?" Sheng Heng looked over.
"Relying on drugs to enhance mental strength may have hidden dangers," Yan Hao said.
"Yes, after taking drugs that increase mental power, there will be dizziness and vertigo as a sequelae within half a year." Cheng Wenkang's mental power is not high, so he has done some research on this, and he wants to get a bottle of this kind of medicine to increase his mental power if he has the chance in the future.
"That's a potential sequelae." Yan Hao said.
"Are you saying that the mental potion will have more serious side effects?" Sheng Heng understood what Yan Hao meant. "But the Pharmacist Association has announced that the side effects of the mental potion will not have any other side effects except the initial dizziness."
"That's because the level of mental power increased is not high." Yan Hao explained, "I have studied the effects of mental enhancement drugs. They stimulate the activity of the brain to stimulate the improvement of mental power. This stimulation will make the mental power more active than usual. This activity, when expanded to a certain extent, will become a mental riot."
"But... I haven't seen those who have taken the drug have mental turmoil." Cheng Wenkang asked subconsciously.
"For example, after using potions on mental power below A-level, the activity of mental power can be increased by about 1.1 to the power of 2 or 4, but from A+ to S-level, it may be 1.9 to the power of dozens or hundreds."
The two of them secretly calculated and their faces changed immediately.
"Doesn't that mean he's going to go berserk at any moment?" Cheng Wenkang exclaimed.
"I'm just giving an example. The base number may not be that large, and if the medicine is well controlled, it can be suppressed. But it is definitely easier to go berserk than ordinary people, and it can't be used often." Yan Hao said, looking at Sheng Heng, "So it's better to be born naturally."
"You said so much just to praise me?" Sheng Heng pondered for a while and asked.
"You are better than him." In Yan Hao's heart, Sheng Heng is countless times better than Sima Mingxuan.
"You're good too."
"???"
Sheng Heng met Yan Hao's gaze without blinking, his eyes filled with tenderness and smiles.
Maybe it was because the two of them were too close, or maybe it was because Yan Hao had never looked into someone's eyes so closely before, which made him suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. He hurriedly looked away and picked up his bowl and chopsticks: "Eat...eat, the food is cold."
Yan Hao lowered his head to eat his meal and felt that his face was even hotter than the rice in the bowl.
Sheng Heng's heart moved, and the smile in his eyes suddenly became even more intense. When he turned around and was about to continue eating, he found that Cheng Wenkang, who was sitting next to him just now, had left at some point.
You are indeed brothers.
The author has something to say: Cheng Wenkang: You two have been staring at each other in disgust for a minute, but I won’t leave and I can’t eat.
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