Mecha: Return of the Pioneers

Chapter 31 Victory and Information (Please collect! Please recommend! Please support!)
SV52 finally used its second weapon.

The starry missiles not only surprised the audience, but also made the party being attacked - Rico Emenike feel bad.

"What the hell is going on? Isn't this bastard a newbie? How can he have such a powerful machine?"

While trying his best to control the machine body and trying to escape from the missile barrage launched by SV52, Rico Emenik kept shouting in his heart.

"What kind of newcomer is this? Such intensity of firepower projection is simply impossible for a newcomer to have!!"

Trailing clouds surrounded the patchwork version like a thug from all directions.

At the front of the contrail cloud was the missile barrage that made Rico Emenike even more frightened.

The dazzling sirens made Rico Emenike gradually lose his ability to think, leaving only his instinct to avoid incoming missiles.

a wave
a wave
Another wave,
How many missiles does this bastard fighter plane have? !
Rico Emenike was a little crazy.

If He Ming knew what Rico Emenike was thinking at this moment, he would probably laugh a few times.

"This is just what Macross pilots face every day."

Facing the terrifying missile barrage is one of the basic skills of a pilot of a transformable fighter jet.

What kind of big deal is this?

Sadly, that's not the case for Rico Emenike.

Once again, he tried his best to escape from the missile barrage, and then found that the next missile barrage was waiting for him. Rico Emenike let out a few nervous laughs and completely let go of the control. Rod.

Mind broke.

Destroy it!
"boom!"

"boom!"

The fire on the screen,
The vibration that swept through the cockpit made Rico Emenike look ashen.

He lost.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

Compared with Rico Emenike, who looked ashen, the audience who paid attention to this duel became excited.

Some of the audience even showed expressions of relief.

Presumably, he might be one of the victims of those 1665 duels, right?
"This damn guy finally lost!! The prophet is on top!!!"

"You deserve it! Let's relieve our hatred!"

"Boss!! I'm buying today's drinks!!"

In the bar, a man with an ecstatic face laughed and called the boss a large amount of money, and invited everyone to have a drink.

"Oh oh oh oh!! Thank you boss!!"

"Come on!! Cheers to that damn Rico Emenike!!"

"Cheers to that bastard for losing the duel!!"

The bar went crazy because of Rico Emenike's fiasco, which made Nomin frown greatly.

"Is this guy so annoying?"

"1665 victories means that 1665 newcomers have to be grandsons for a year or even longer before they can successfully obtain parts, assemble their own body, and participate in the mission of the superdimensional fortress."

"How can this not make people hate you?"

[The honor showdown is over! 】

[Winner: What’s your name! 】

[The settlement of the bets of both parties has been completed, please confirm in time! 】

Rico Emenike, who coveted the SV52 and solar furnace, got nothing.

In He Ming's hand was a complete drawing called GP03D Dendrobium Orchid.

Moreover, the SV52 also escaped the fate of being scrapped.

How can one make so much money in this battle?

【Your Mightiness.There is an invitation, check it out. 】

"invite?"

Returning to Gnaku before the duel started, an invitation appeared in front of He Ming.At first glance, it turned out to be an invitation from Zai.

Without much thought, He Ming agreed to the invitation.

【Sir, please feel free to go.This is your own independent space.No one can gain access without your consent.At the same time, this independent space is also protected by the superdimensional fortress. 】

Wayros's arrangements are indeed meticulous.

He Ming went to the appointment with peace of mind.

But after taking the first step, He Ming stopped.

"Wairos, how to get to Nobel Bar?"

noisy crowd,
Cheering atmosphere,
And the dancing lights and shadows of those demons surprised He Ming greatly.

Mr. Zaina doesn’t look young anymore!

You still have the energy to come here and be wild?
Across the noisy crowd, He Ming saw an area isolated by numerous security personnel.

Ok!

There is no need to look for anyone.

Just go right there.

As soon as they stepped into the area separated by security forces, the noise in the bar suddenly became quiet.

This made He Ming raise his eyebrows involuntarily.

"Come! Cheers to our future star!"

Zai laughed and pointed at the wine on the table—a wine bottle that he had never seen before and was kept in a well-sealed state.

He Ming stepped forward to open the lid, first poured a glass for Zai, and then turned to Nuo Min, but was stopped by the other party.

"I don't drink. Thank you."

"He Ming, you don't need to worry about him. Although Nuo Min is from the Nobel clan, he is not a good drinker."

He Ming nodded, took the wine glass from the waiter who came over, and poured himself a glass.

"Mr. Zai, Mr. Nuomin, thank you for your help today! Thank you."

He Ming thanked them, raised their glasses to Zai and Nuomin respectively, and drank the wine in one go.

"Okay! You are so funny! Haha."

Zai's eyes lit up, obviously very satisfied with He Ming's performance.

After finishing the wine in the glass in the same gulp, Zai clicked his tongue and shouted for good wine.

"He Ming, come and sit here. I'll tell you something."

"Okay. Old sir."

"Hey. Don't use honorifics. Just call me by my name."

"Okay. Mr. Zay."

Zai clicked his tongue and didn't say anything to stop him. It seemed that he recognized the title.

Nuo Min blinked but did not say a word.

"This is a bar run by our Nobel tribe! In addition to giving the pilots a good place to rest, it also serves as a channel for information exchange among the pilots."

"Privately?"

After Zai's reminder, He Ming noticed that among the crowd of people dancing wildly, there seemed to be several pairs of people gathering together to talk about something.

"That's right! But this is one of the intelligence exchange channels approved by Wayros. If you have any questions, you can send a request here. People who know and intend to trade intelligence will naturally contact you through here. "

"What if it's extremely difficult?"

He Ming understands the meaning behind this bar, but what He Ming wants to do may not be possible in this bar.

"Hahaha! It seems like you have some skills. Indeed. This place only provides the pilots with daily information exchange. If the difficulty is extremely high and the pilots themselves are not sure, then they can find another place."

Zai took a sip of wine, raised his hand to wipe his lips, and pointed at the castle logo that had not yet dimmed on the central projection screen.

"Affiliated to the Second Legion - Castle, it has an intelligence channel known as the "House of Everything"."

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