Mu Yu's face hadn't changed expression since he came in. He felt he had gathered all the information about his opponent, so he immediately increased the release of his pheromones.
1203-5 was immediately forced to kneel down with a "duang" sound.
"Match ended, winner 666-2."
The robot reappeared: "666-2, please come back with me."
The robot that brought him was carried away.
This boring match, which lasted only a little over a minute, was not so dull on the screen in the preparation room.
The pheromones of the two opposing sides were personified as small, misty particles of different colors.
Mu Yu was surrounded by pink, a color that exuded a girlish charm, while the other person was dressed in dark red.
Mu Yu used pheromones to suppress the other person, just like punching the other person with pink little fists.
Ruan Mingchu remembered that the organizing committee had mentioned this, that the colors and shapes were based on the characteristics of the contestants themselves.
Therefore, it can be understood that Mu Ku A Yu's pheromones are a delicate pink color.
Looking at the screen, Ruan Mingchu licked her lips, feeling utterly useless. So many pheromones were wasted, what a pity!
After finishing a game, Mu Yu felt nothing at all. He felt neither exhilaration, exhaustion, nor an adrenaline rush.
But when he returned to the preparation room, he always felt that everyone was looking at him strangely.
It's baffling.
Ruan Mingchu broke the awkward atmosphere in time: "666-4, Ding Junji, it's your turn."
Ding Junji: "Hmm."
Ding Junji drew the fighting game, but when Song Yang came on stage, he drew the pheromone battle game.
Looking at the pale blue mist on the screen and the pale blue leaves surrounding Song Yang, Mu Yu belatedly realized what had happened during his match that made their expressions so strange!
Mu Yu opened his mouth but then closed it again, took out his terminal and sent a message to Ruan Mingchu, asking him if he had any recordings of the match.
Ruan Mingchu secretly glanced at Mu Yu. Although Mu Yu had his head down and couldn't see his expression, the taut muscles and exposed veins on his neck revealed his current nervous and ashamed feelings.
After thinking for a moment, Ruan Mingchu decided to tell the truth and replied with a simple "Yes".
Mu Yu was conflicted; should he go and see what it looked like?
But he had a feeling that it would be a scene he would never like.
However, before he could come to a conclusion, Ruan Mingchu had already sent him the video. Without even opening it, just seeing the cover made Mu Yu feel like he was suffocating.
What's with those pink little fists?!
Mu Yu clenched his fist, wanting the designer of this thing to test just how small his fist really was!
Ruan Mingchu, who was secretly watching Mu Yu from the side, revealed an unkind smile.
In one morning, all eleven people went to compete, with some winning and some losing. Moreover, the opponents were not fixed teams, but were randomly selected from among the participants.
Sometimes luck just plays tricks on people. Shen Huanli was lucky with his healing; he encountered a weakling and won.
Lei Qianjun, who could take on one and a half to two Shen Huanli, was defeated because he encountered a formidable enemy.
Lei Qianjun, Gong Zhushen, Kong Yichun, Kong Yixia and Wang Rong lost the game.
Gong Zhushen and Wang Rong, both support characters, encountered an aggressive opponent and drew a fighting character, resulting in a crushing defeat.
Kong Yichun and Kong Yixia, one drew the mental strength confrontation, and the other drew the pheromone confrontation.
The two teams were essentially noobs, neither of them really knowing how to use their mental energy, and ended up in a draw. But not getting any points was equivalent to losing.
The latter's opponent had a pheromone level of S+, while Kong Yixia's pheromone level was A, so his loss was not unjust.
So, out of eleven people, six won, and each win earned one point. The Military Academy got six points in the morning.
Ruan Mingchu was called out to get boxed lunches for everyone. As soon as he and Mu Yuren left, sighs began to fill the preparation room.
In front of the two of them, no one felt comfortable showing their dejected state.
You sigh, I sigh, and I sigh again.
Those who won were okay, but those who lost felt incredibly guilty. Especially when they remembered what their teachers had told them about the disastrous results of previous leagues, they felt even worse.
Do the senior students who represented the school in competitions in the past also feel the same deep sense of powerlessness as they do now?
When Ruan Mingchu and his companion returned, they saw everyone looking dejected and distressed.
He was surprised: "What's wrong with you all?"
The door opened silently, and the sofa was facing away from the door, so no one noticed that Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu had returned.
Caught red-handed, Gong Zhushen could only stammer, "I'm so sad, Cai Cai."
Ruan Mingchu: ...
"I knew you were so ambitious. Did you expect to win everything?"
Ruan Mingchu placed the boxed lunches on the low table: "They all taste the same, come and get them."
After the boxed meals were distributed, Ruan Mingchu said, "First of all, it's normal to win or lose. Don't be arrogant when you win or discouraged when you lose. You all still need to work on this."
"Secondly, I have the scores for each team from this morning. I'll show them to you after lunch."
Shen Huanli put the lunchbox back in her hand: "I'm not in the mood to eat, let's watch first."
So nine more boxed lunches were piled up on the table.
Ruan Mingchu had no choice but to put down his lunchbox as well. Kids these days are too impatient; they can't even wait for a meal.
The caller is inserted into the side of the screen, and a scrollable leaderboard appears. The left side shows the team number, and the right side shows the score, arranged from highest to lowest score.
The highest-scoring team got ten points, the lowest-scoring team got two points, and a team with six points was surprisingly ranked in the top 1,000.
Of the first thousand teams, more than eight hundred had a score of six.
"It's not last place?!"
Shen Huanli surprised everyone by saying what they were thinking.
Ruan Mingchu rubbed his temples: "Of course not. It's one thing to lack confidence in yourself, but at least have some confidence in me, okay?"
All his hard work these past few days must have been for nothing.
Shen Huanli muttered to herself, "If they don't even have confidence in themselves as Alphas, how could they possibly have confidence in an Omega?"
This new system, where everyone is randomly assigned to a match, avoids the possibility of weak teams being shut out by strong teams. As long as your skill and luck aren't too bad, you can always get some points.
The school teams representing the bottom-ranked star systems are quite happy with the current competition format. Although their scores are still at the bottom, at least they're not at zero anymore.
There is a lunch break after lunch. The sofa can be folded down to become a sofa bed, but that's all. The athletes cannot leave the preparation room.
But the worst off are the team captains, who have to attend meetings while the team members are taking their lunch break.
There were no mech battles in the morning because the mechs were still just parts.
The main purpose of this meeting was for the team captains to inspect the parts of their mechs. If the inspection confirms that there are no problems, they will have to bear the responsibility for any issues that arise during the competition, and the organizers will not replace the parts.
The audience erupted in uproar after hearing the organizing committee's words.
Is this a joke? Which team captain is a mecha engineer?!
Even if they like mecha in their daily lives, or even if some of them can touch military mecha, they would never disassemble a mecha to see what the parts look like.
I'm not a mecha pilot, what am I supposed to inspect the parts for?
A group of Alphas can't control, or rather, don't want to control, their pheromones when they get angry.
The junior member of the organizing committee on stage felt like he couldn't breathe. He finally understood why his colleagues didn't want to come!
He gave a wry smile: "This was Master Su Linshan's decision, we didn't want it either."
Each set of these mecha parts contained one to three incorrect parts, and Su Linshan didn't expect a group of captains who only knew how to fight to be able to find them.
The reason I made them search was just a little bit of a perverse pleasure.
He wanted to test the mech pilots.
The parts themselves are manufactured and processed. If the mech pilot has strong adaptability and technical skills, even a faulty part can be modified into a suitable one.
As for those who lack the ability, they can either give up or force their way into the mecha, and the story will take a completely different turn.
Upon hearing the name Su Linshan, everyone could only accept the fact; after all, he was a master.
Seeing that everyone had quieted down, the junior member wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly started the robot to take them to get the parts.
The parts were in the warehouse; if you pulled them out of the spatial buttons, they could pile up to a person's height. Some team leaders despaired at the sight of the mountain of parts, casually rummaged through them a couple of times, and then stuffed them back into the buttons.
Oh God, God help us.
The remaining person stubbornly examined the parts intently, almost to the point of cross-eyedness, but still couldn't find anything wrong.
After lunch break, the team leaders returned to the preparation room with the spare parts.
As soon as Ruan Mingchu entered the room, he tossed the spatial button to Kong Yichun: "Our team's individual combat mechs are now in your hands."
Kong Yichun hurriedly caught the spatial button, and when he probed it with his spiritual power, he was dumbfounded.
"W-why are they all parts?"
Kong Yixia moved closer, and the others looked over when they heard this.
Ruan Mingchu shrugged: "It's a test for the two of you. There are still faulty parts inside. You two need to figure out how to fix it?"
Kong Yichun & Kong Yixia: ? ? ?
Although mechs are large, they are incredibly precise machines. Sometimes, if the parts are misaligned by just a few millimeters, the entire mech can collapse.
What's wrong with the faulty part?
Seeing the two of them so shocked they were practically in a daze, Ruan Mingchu mentally criticized Su Linshan and reminded him, "If you find the wrong part, just treat it as an unprocessed raw material."
The first test is the basic skills of the mecha manufacturer and repairman. First, you need to know what the correct parts should look like, and second, you need to have the eye to recognize them.
Only after all of this is completed can you proceed with processing and repair; otherwise, it's all for nothing. However, sculpting a finished part is much more difficult than carving the raw material, so Ruan Mingchu could only wish them good luck in his heart.
He did find three faulty parts, but that was a test for the Kong brothers; it would be pointless if he did it all.
Since Ruan Mingchu had said so, Kong Yichun and Kong Yixia could only accept the fact with long faces.
Just as they settled onto the sofa to calm themselves down, the two heard the call button in Ruan Mingchu's hand go off.