Chapter 107-106° Does the Interstellar Mecha need to be frozen? (5)
But if we encounter a situation like the current one, if the party defending the ring does not make a move, then we cannot just stand there and do nothing. The other party has to make the first move.
"Take my thunderstorm light wave!"
Thorne roared while sitting in the mecha, then he leaned back tactically, raised his right index finger high, and then!
Press the operation button!
"So it's just a bunch of people yelling and pressing buttons?"
"My status has dropped instantly!"
"It's just like the old men playing cards here."
"You know what? The old man also plays cards in the same way."
A flash of lightning rushed directly towards the refrigerator with the speed of thunder!
But when the lightning hit the refrigerator door, it only sparked a few sparks and then disappeared without a trace.
Thorne: ...
"That was a mistake!"
His tone suddenly became a little anxious: "One more time, an enhanced version of the thunderstorm light wave!"
In fact, his mecha does not have the skill of "Enhanced Thunderstorm Light Wave", but only ordinary Thunderstorm Light Wave.
But it has certainly strengthened.
Because this time Thorne stood up and pressed the button.
But this was of no use, his mecha still launched the same attack as before.
The radio waves hit the refrigerator door, but still only a few sparks appeared and nothing happened.
The refrigerator still stood proudly in the center of the arena, like an indestructible wall.
"Why do you have to use electricity?"
"Today's home appliances are insulated on the outside for fear of short circuits causing fires!"
"That's right, ordinary brands of refrigerators can prevent leakage, not to mention a refrigerator that can be used as a mecha."
Thorne was so anxious that he started scratching his head and finally decided to give up his ultimate move and start choosing other ways of attack. At that moment, the sound of a broadcast resounded throughout the entire competition venue.
"Please pay attention!"
"The first phase of student competition has come to an end, and next is the collective test!"
"Those who pass the test will be assigned to the special training team and be qualified to enter the Zerg battlefield!"
The broadcast repeated it three times tirelessly. The timing was actually very good. Because Cyber and Refrigerator arrived late, the game was not yet finished.
But the other mechas that arrived earlier have basically finished two rounds of fighting, and most of the players have been eliminated, and now the remaining ones are basically the core players.
Then, after another collective test, those who have taken advantage of the situation can basically be screened out, and those who remain at this time are truly suitable candidates.
In the command room right in front of the ring, Commander Austin and the principal of the Mecha Academy, wearing bracelets, tried out the ring match scene.
"Principal, is the collective test you prepared the same as before?" Commander Austin asked casually.
However, the principal immediately became alert and smiled.
"Of course not. Why would it be the same old thing?"
"Will these students not be assigned to Battlefield No. 2? Therefore, this collective trial is completely designed based on the characteristics of Battlefield No. 2 and the corresponding enemies!"
"They are the 'High Temperature Purgatory' and 'Bacteria Corrosion' tests! They are designed specifically for battlefield No. 2."
After hearing the principal's well-organized arrangements, the commander nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good, but this will make the difficulty unprecedentedly increased. I hope these children can hold on."
A transparent energy shield suddenly rose above the entire competition venue to prevent the energy released during the collective test from injuring ordinary pedestrians outside the barrier.
At this moment, all the students participating in the competition felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and nervously took defensive postures facing the podium.
But after seeing the name of the trial appear on the central big screen, they still couldn't help but changed their expressions while sitting in the mecha.
"What? The test is about high temperature and bacteria?"
"I just happened to draw the two most difficult ones! What kind of fatal question is this?"
"Fuck, I want to go home..."
All the students present had sad expressions on their faces.
It is true that these two trials are too difficult to endure. The "High Temperature Purgatory" will cause the temperature to rise to over 70°, which is an extreme physical and psychological test for both the mecha and the driver.
Although the temperature inside the mecha will drop, it is not that low. Many students who fail the test are eventually carried out, and the mecha is easily scrapped.
The "bacterial erosion" trial is even more terrifying. Various super bacteria collected from various planets will break through the layers of barriers of the mecha and invade the interior, causing the driver to suffer a series of uncomfortable symptoms such as itching, nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea.
Many drivers who can't stand it will directly defecate in the driving seat, and when they open the cabin door, they are hit by the stench.
Even if you pass, there is a high probability of suffering from sequelae. Previously, a driver claimed on the confession wall on campus that her boyfriend suffered from stinky feet due to bacterial erosion. Before he took off his shoes, there was birds singing and flowers blooming, but after taking off his shoes, he felt dizzy and had to break up.
The combination of these two tests directly achieved the effect of 1+1>2, because many bacteria like heat and will accelerate their development in a hot and humid environment.
Although Cyber was a freshman and it was his first time to participate in such a trial competition, and although he had heard of the great reputation of these two trials before, he was still a young and inexperienced person who was not afraid of tigers. He turned the refrigerator around so that it was facing the podium, and after making sure that the refrigerator door was tightly closed, he sat in the driver's seat on the fresh-keeping layer, clicked on the skill menu on the screen, and began to study.
And muttered to himself.
"This 'High-efficiency Sterilization' function should be useful. I'll click it and try it out..."
“Nothing seems to have changed.”
"Hey, I finally found the temperature control. Let's see if I can raise the temperature in the cockpit. It's too cold to sit here."
"The gears can be adjusted to cold, colder, coldest... eh, never mind, let's just keep it as it is now."
Cyber was fiddling with the functions of the refrigerator. While doing so, he picked up a bottle of drink from beside his feet and took a sip, then shivered from the cold.
The drinks that entered the cab with him... that is, the drinks in the fresh-keeping layer, also changed from room temperature to iced state, and they were refreshing after a sip.
This made Cyber unable to help but wrap himself in a thick scarf.
"Didn't they say that the content of the trial is 'High Temperature Purgatory'? It should be hot, but why don't I feel anything?"
"Still feeling just as cold?"
Cyber thought for a moment, reached out and closed the menu in front of him, and then turned the screen into a transparent window that could see outside.
"Hey, why is the air outside red?"
To be precise, the outside was shrouded in red light. This red light looked like the four red-hot iron rods inside the oven when it was started, constantly emitting its own heat.
Many mechas could no longer hold out. The internal mechanical operation would emit heat, and usually they needed to dissipate heat. But now the temperature outside was higher than the temperature of the machinery, so they could no longer hold out. One mecha after another collapsed on the ground, and the pilots inside struggled to open the hatch, but a gust of hot air rushed in, making their faces look hideous and distorted, as if they were wearing a mask of pain.
There are also some mechas that have poor sealing. Super bacteria and fungi from various planets pour in from various blind spots that are not easily discovered, and continue to multiply in these corners, turning into colonies visible to the naked eye, producing blue-gray hyphae, and begin to corrode the metal on the surface of the mecha.
However, Cyber, who was sitting in the refrigerator, did not feel anything unusual at all. It was just that the refrigerator was afraid that the absolutely sealed fresh-keeping layer would suffocate him inside, so it occasionally opened a crack in the door to let in some filtered fresh air.
So from Cyber's perspective, the mechas on the field collapsed to the ground without any warning and began to twitch.
There was already a medical mecha carrying a stretcher on the field. Cyber moved the refrigerator he was driving to the side to make room for a medical mecha, only then did he realize that there were only a few mechas standing there.
"The trial is officially over! Participants please get ready."
Cyber:?
What happened? Why did it feel like the trial was over just as it began?
He didn't feel anything at all!
Even the ice cola in his hand had a layer of white frost on the plastic bottle.
The outer barrier retreated, and an invigilator and two nurses stepped onto the stage and kicked the refrigerator, trying to attract Cyber's attention.
Kicking here is not impolite, but because after the "High Temperature Purgatory" trial just now, the outer shells of many metal mechas are extremely hot. If you touch them with your finger knuckles, you will definitely get blisters.
This is also an experience gained through blood and tears.
"The contestant inside... let me see, it's called Cyber, right? The student driving a three-no mecha."
"Are you okay in there? Why is there no movement yet?"
The invigilator frowned. It was common for poor students to drive self-assembled mechas without any certification. Needless to say, the quality of such mechas was of low quality. Everyone knew that they could not survive the trial at all, let alone such a difficult one.
So -
Could it be that the people inside have been gone for a while?
"Someone inside, please speak up and report that you are safe!"
Cyber came back to his senses, listened to the invigilator's repeated urging, quickly opened the refrigerator door from the inside, and jumped down from his seat.
At this moment, both Cyber and the invigilator were somewhat shocked.
What shocked Cyber was that the moment he jumped down, he felt a heat wave that had not yet dissipated coming towards him!
The trial is over, but the temperature is still so high, which shows how terrifying the temperature was just now!
The invigilator was equally shocked and quickly took out a thermometer from his pocket and pressed the button in Cyber's direction.
This is the scoring standard. If the residual temperature of the student's body is controlled at 45 degrees, it is considered qualified. If it is controlled at 40°, it is excellent.
As for Cyber's temperature gun, it beeped and then displayed a jaw-dropping number.
"drop!"
"-4℃"
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