Teacher Lu finally said, "Now that you are familiar with the basic operation of the mecha, it's time to enter the virtual combat room for actual combat."
He beckoned over and called a student over: "Bu Yongguan!"
A tall, burly man ran over and respectfully said, "Teacher."
Teacher Lu said, "You all came to class at about the same time. Later, the two of you will use your respective mechs to fight each other and get a feel for combat."
"This..." Bu Yongguan felt a little embarrassed: "Isn't this a bit..."
Bu Yongguan lives on Dixing and his family is relatively well-off. His mecha is a basic mid-range model. Although the materials are the same, it has fewer buttons and is easier to operate. He felt that Cheng Anlang's mecha was a bit of a bully.
Teacher Lu said, "The difference between your two mechs lies only in the complexity of operation, which cannot determine the outcome of the battle. What matters is your reaction speed and strategy."
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Even so, after thinking for a moment, Bu Yongguan still asked Cheng Anlang, "Do you want... to find a passenger?"
All mechs, from beginner to advanced levels, have a co-pilot seat to assist the main pilot. The S-series mechs, which are even higher level, are custom-made and may or may not have a co-pilot.
Cheng Anlang knew the gap between the mechs, but he still shook his head: "No need, it's just practice, there's no need to worry about winning or losing, the main thing is to gain some combat experience."
And nobody wanted to be his co-pilot.
Bu Yongguan could only nod: "Alright then."
They then boarded their respective mechs and entered the rudimentary virtual battle arena.
Others joined in to watch, wanting to see how well that kid from Garbage Planet could perform.
"How long do you think Cheng Anlang can hold out?"
"I think it's unlikely. I heard that Bu Yongguan practices at home all the time."
"Cheng Anlang also practices in the combat room until very late, okay?"
“I don’t think it will work. I used to pilot the Anlang model mech, and it was too difficult to operate. I wish I had eight arms.”
Cheng Anlang placed his hands on the control panel and took a deep breath.
Battle begins—
...
Advanced combat zone, room A.
"Holy crap! That kid is actually one of my poor students!" Shen Rui sprang up from the recliner in a flash, and his mutated duck fluttered into his arms.
He had only intended to casually check who he had sponsored, but he immediately saw Cheng Anlang's name.
Zhang Mingyu leaned closer: "Which one, Cheng Anlang?"
"Right, right, wait, how did you know I was talking about Cheng Anlang?"
Zhang Mingyu: "Because these past few days you've been talking about his flowers the most."
"It's Xiaoya. She keeps telling me how cute that flower is all day long. What can I do but listen?"
Shen Rui pointed to his AI, a little awkward but also a little proud: "Look, Xiaoya sent me a message again."
Yu Ya sent him a link, and Shen Rui clicked on it. It led to Cheng Anlang's virtual combat room, but he was currently in the advanced combat zone and could not cross over to observe the beginner virtual combat arena.
"Why is it Cheng Anlang again..." Shen Rui muttered, stood up, put on a black hood to cover himself up, picked up the duck and stuffed it into his clothes, and said to Zhang Mingyu, "Xiaoya is waiting for me in their combat room, I'm going there first."
Zhang Mingyu raised an eyebrow and put on a hat and mask as well: "I'll take a look with you. I'm quite interested in those flowers too."
Shen Rui: "No way."
By the time Shen Rui, Zhang Mingyu, and Yu Ya met in a corner of the primary combat room, the battle was almost over.
Cheng Anlang barely dodged the incoming laser beam. He thought to himself, "It was definitely too much of a stretch."
He had practiced all his actions to perfection, but regular practice and actual combat are completely different things. Even if he knew in his mind what actions to use to dodge and counterattack, it was useless because his hand speed simply couldn't keep up. Before he could even make the next move, the opponent would attack.
"Cheng Anlang won't be able to handle it if it happens again."
"Actually, Cheng Anlang is already quite good. Bu Yongguan's mecha won't last much longer either."
"It all depends on whether Cheng Anlang can..."
Another hit!
"It's difficult. Bu Yongguan's next target is already ready."
"The low-end models are indeed too difficult to operate."
Shen Rui curled his lip: "This is really boring. We lost right away."
Yu Ya glared at him: "Shut up."
Zhang Mingyu didn't make any comments.
Bu Yongguan's mech had its final cannon ready. He jumped up and fired a laser at Cheng Anlang's mech: "Sorry..."
The laser beam, accompanied by a deafening roar, hurtled towards Cheng Anlang.
"Damn..." Cheng Anlang's hands flew across the keyboard; just a little bit more, just a little bit more...
The onlookers held their breath.