Mecha S*ave Contract

Luo Xiaolou was lying on the bed, thinking that he was going to participate in the mecha competition in half a year, and he could not fall asleep over and over again. He is the kind of person who is best to have a plan or preparation in advance for everything. Just like the previous exam, he can read the entire book in two days and then enter the exam room calmly without any pressure. But if you don't read a book, you will feel uncomfortable.

Now he has no experience in the actual operation of mechas at all, and has only practiced in the simulation warehouse following the original. In theory, the practice of the simulation warehouse can be partially applied to reality, but if that level of experience is on the field, it is incomparable to those who have actually fought in mechas.

If he decides to participate in the competition, he must hurry up to practice from now on. In half a year, maybe he can practice a little bit.

Even if-even if there are only a few games, it is considered to have fulfilled his dream.

Thinking of this, one night's worry and anxiety was relieved. Well, Luo Xiaolou secretly made up his mind that men should fight, so the goal is-don't be brushed down in the first game! Otherwise he would really vomit blood, **** it, fifty million!

You can find time to go to the Mecha Club from Monday to Friday, and go to Master Yan on Saturday and Sunday. At night, you can go to the laboratory upstairs to assemble parts. Mecha manufacturing is absolutely not to be left behind. In Luo Xiaolou's eyes, mecha maker is the main business, and being a mecha fighter is temporarily just a side job.

When Yuanxi came down from the virtual network, it was already very late, but he discovered that Luo Xiaolou was still holding the quilt, staring at him and tossing back and forth. After looking at Luo Xiaolou a few times, Yuan Xi covered him with a quilt from behind, and then dragged him over.

The light in the room dimmed, and 125, who had been holding his ears, also dropped his head and left from the door of the cabin, climbed into the crib, looked at the red Tyrannosaurus puppet, and suddenly bit the puppet table with his mouth wide open. Mouth, and finally fell asleep with the red puppet group.

The next day, Luo Xiaolou got up early and went to the kitchen. When the smell of fried eggs and hot milk was floating in the room, Yuan Xi also walked out of the bedroom.

"It's incredible, you can always be so punctual." Luo Xiaolou sighed as he put on the table earlier.

"Well, since I lived with you, I am used to getting up early." Yuan Xi touched his stomach seduced by the fragrance and said very naturally.

Luo Xiaolou stared at Yuan Xi, and suddenly he didn't know what to say. However, it can be seen from the weekend that this guy really likes to sleep late, and of course he slept very late.

Finding that Luo Xiaolou was watching him all the time, Yuan Xi hesitated for a while, and asked: "Should you buy a household robot? Generally speaking, household robots are always enthusiastic but not efficient, but there are always exceptions." Yuan Xi looked around and found that he hadn't seen the green Tyrannosaurus that got in the way every day.

Luo Xiaolou smiled and shook his head, "These will not take a few minutes, and the robot cooking is not as good as cooking by yourself." What a rare experience, I would have noticed this kind of thing in the past.

Yuanxi solved the fried egg and ham, then picked up the cup, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Don't you plan to tune your strange-taste home robot? It has to be a bit useful, right?"

Luo Xiaolou looked back at the door of the hut, shrugged, and said, "It's still useful..." Although he was prodigal, he also helped a lot.

"You mean running around all day to find a sense of existence?" Yuan Xi asked rhetorically, while pushing the cup over to signal another cup.

"...It's the same with children in the family." Although Luo Xiaolou was still angry at 125, he couldn't help but start to refute if he was criticized by others.

child? The milk in Yuanxi's mouth spurted out. This was the first time he was so gaffe at the dinner table. Yuan Xi glared at Luo Xiaolou and stammered: "Child-child? You, you think too far!"

Luo Xiaolou looked at Yuan Xi with a blushing face suspiciously. He was not very happy and said, "...I just said it casually." Damn, Yuan Xi wouldn't expect him to get married and have children to help him with children!

Yuan Xi looked at Luo Xiaolou with weird eyes and was about to speak when the communicator on his wrist suddenly rang. Yuan Xi looked down, frowned, and clicked to connect.

Luo Xiaolou packed up his things. When he went out, Luo Xiaolou looked in his bag. A green stone was lying quietly inside. Luo Xiaolou put the stone in his jacket pocket and walked out with the original.

Yuan Xi was talking with a black face.

"Could you please leave me alone."

"...Yes, I said it wouldn't work at night, but I didn't say it would work after breakfast."

"I contacted you in the middle of the night, because of important things, of course you have to help me with ideas..."

Luo Xiaolou turned his ears to listen, and couldn't help but sympathize with the people on the other side of the communicator. It seemed that he was far more oppressed by the past.

When Yuanxi finished talking about turning off the communication device, Luo Xiaolou couldn't help but ask: "Didn't you say that you are too domineering and authoritarian?"

Yuanyi paused for two seconds, seeming to think of something, and naturally said: "Should they not give me ideas, although those ideas are so stupid..." There was an expression on his face as to what else they could do. .

Luo Xiaolou raised his hand and surrendered, "Okay, His Majesty Yuan Xi." We should all consciously revolve around the Tsundere Cat, and don't rely on any will.

Yuan Xi glanced at Luo Xiaolou, snorted, and took the lead to walk outside.

At noon, although the time was rushed, Luo Xiaolou and Yuan used to meet and have lunch together in the school cafeteria as usual. Now the two of them have been like mecha fighters and mecha builders who have been partners for a long time.

"I started training today, and I can send you home first." The original motion gracefully used the meal, and he looked up at Luo Xiaolou.

Luo Xiaolou, who ate in a hurry without any image, acted, swallowing the rice in his mouth, and said, "No, I have something to do today."

Yuan Xi said, "That's OK. When I train, I will try to turn on the communication device and contact me if I have anything."

At around 4 o'clock that afternoon, Luo Xiaolou followed out of the school gate after seeing the original suspension vehicle disappearing in the distance. He bowed his head and hurried to the free suspension station.

When he arrived in the car, Luo Xiaolou took out two pieces of paper and studied it. The first one was his notes, and the second one was the road map of the Light Club.

Luo Xiaolou got off the bus halfway and turned into a large shopping mall first. When he came out of the bathroom, he had changed into ordinary casual clothes, his hair turned light, a thin mask on his face, and he looked in the mirror, and he became almost completely another person.

Luo Xiaolou walked out with satisfaction. He bought it from the Internet last night. In this technologically advanced future society, changing the appearance is not a problem at all. Only the wrist communicator is irreplaceable, just like his identity certificate. .

Luo Xiaolou continued to get on the public suspension vehicle and got off near the Light Club.

The best mecha club in the entire Federation is actually very easy to find. After getting off the bus, Luo Xiaolou saw luminous signs hanging on many high-rise buildings nearby.

Luo Xiaolou wiped his sweat silently, chose a building that didn't look so public and walked in. At least he felt that Yuanyuan would not choose this place. Although the appearance has changed, it is prudent to avoid any encounters.

When entering the gate, Luo Xiaolou took out the copper-colored card that cost him 50 million and swiped it at the gate.

A staff member walked over and smiled and said, "Please wait in the living room. We have uploaded your information, and your exclusive coach will come as soon as possible."

"Exclusive coach?"

"Yes, you are a Bronze member of the Rays Club and have your own coach. The coach will tailor a practice plan for you. If you need it, the coach will also guide you." The staff explained, while Luo Xiao Drinks came upstairs.

Luo Xiaolou sighed, with a lot of money, and sure enough the service is first-class. Within two minutes, the door was knocked several times, and then a middle-aged man with a serious face walked in.

Luo Xiaolou got up, the man nodded to Luo Xiaolou, "Is that 521? I'm your coach Rocky." While introducing himself, Rocky watched the students who need his guidance in the future.

He looks ordinary and slightly thin, which makes people doubt his physical strength.

The light gray shirt, black trousers, and simple and concise clothing are hardly like people who can afford a membership card in this kind of club. However, there seems to be a gentle and harmless aura around this young man. People have good feelings.

Luo Xiaolou smiled and said, "Good coach Rocky, I'm...521, this is the first time I came here today, I will ask you to bother later."

Rocky nodded in satisfaction. This is a student who is not difficult to get along with. Then, he said: "You come with me, although you choose the elementary training, let's test your approximate level first."

The level mentioned by Rocky refers to the level of driving the mecha. As for the genetic level, the mecha club will never test the members. This is already personal privacy. At first glance, 521 is a pseudonym, which shows that this student does not want to reveal his identity.

Luo Xiaolou followed the coach to the virtual training room first. This kind of training was done when he trained with the original, and it was not difficult to deal with it.

According to Rocky's meaning, Luo Xiaolou did two simple exercises. After coming out of the virtual cabin, he saw Coach Rocky frowning at the transcript in his hand.

After pondering for a moment, Rocky said: "It's... ordinary, it's mainly for elementary training, but the speed is not bad. This can be your advantage in the future."

Luo Xiaolou smiled, "You're polite, I guess it's not even normal, but I will try to improve."

There was still no expression on Rocky's serious face, but there was a trace of approval in his eyes, "Well, the foundation is not good. Only by training diligently, you will always improve. Then, let's take a look at your actual operation."

He turned and opened the door next to him. Inside was an extremely spacious mecha training ground.

"Do you use the mecha provided by the club or your own?" Rocky asked.

Luo Xiaolou was stunned, and looked down into his pocket. He couldn't use other mechas, only 125. I probably realized that I haven't forgiven it yet, and today 125 is surprisingly quiet.

As soon as his fingers touched the green stone, Luo Xiaolou found that the stone gradually turned blue, and then a faint light flashed in his hand, and a mecha more than ten meters high was already standing in front of him.

Looking at the mecha in front of him, Luo Xiaolou and Luo Qi hadn't spoken for a long time, and Luo Xiaolou finally understood where the remaining three million had gone. Similar to Luo Xiaolou's thoughts, 125 actually put on makeup for himself...

The original imposing aura and beauty have been hidden, the sea blue has become dark blue, and the slim shape has also been changed. I don’t know how it adds height and...thickness to itself. Now 125 is more than ten meters tall. At the same time, it looks like a piece of bodybuilding muscles have been added to the body, and it is also like a thick armor covering itself. Although the lines are still smooth and beautiful, it seems that it is more burly power mecha.

That's all, at least it still makes people feel majestic. What makes Luo Xiaolou the most incomprehensible is what happened with that horned Tyrannosaurus helmet! Does it think that's awe-inspiring...

Oh my god, this is too shameful.

Rocky also watched silently, although the expression on his face was still serious, but his heart was roaring: this proportion, this shape, this-configuration! It's all perfect! Although the helmet is a little weird, but overall, it is simply a mecha that people can dream of!

Moreover, this body shape really doesn't fit well with the owner...

I didn't expect such a weak student to have such a perfect mecha.

At this time, the dark blue mecha squatted down and Luo Xiaolou was relieved. This **** kid was still acquainted. If 125 stood still, he would probably have trouble going up. Luo Xiaolou tried to make himself look less embarrassed and entered the cockpit, but the slightly awkward posture and movements made Rocky frown.

This was the first time Luo Xiaolou was sitting in the main driver's seat of the mecha. It was completely different from the feeling of sitting in the auxiliary seat. It was no longer the kind of deep sense of powerlessness, but waves of excitement.

He likes mecha manufacturing, but that love was originally based on his desire to be a mecha fighter. He has never given up his dream of making a mecha for himself.

Even if his personality is a bit--well, he knows how to judge the situation and he firmly believes that this term is more suitable for him than lack of spine, but he is not really like the original rumor in the school, there is nothing good, just waiting for others to support him.

This is the thing Luo Xiaolou disagrees the most. Regardless of his original thoughts, he is a man, can he still expect to be kept like a woman without even being able to lay an egg?

The love for mechas in his bones has never changed. He wants to drive mechas.

Luo Xiaolou looked around excitedly. The cockpit of the 125 seems to be much more spacious than that of Yuntian. It is a comfortable light blue to the eyes. It is also dotted with a few fat white clouds like the sky. Luo Xiaolou feels a little bit when he sees it. hungry.

And he didn't feel uncomfortable sitting inside. He even felt a shock. Looking down at the main console in front of him, the function keys were mostly familiar, but there were many keys around, which he had never seen before.

At this moment, the screen in front of you began to flicker, and then a line of words appeared on it, please select, manual driving or conscious driving?

Luo Xiaolou was taken aback, and 125 could actually drive with the power of consciousness? No wonder it said that only alien animals can drive it.

At this time, the selection interface is automatically skipped, and then various settings for manual driving.

Luo Xiaolou immediately gave up observing the cockpit and began to concentrate on setting the parameters.

The basic parameters are set up, defense system, self-check system, scanning system...weapon system——

When seeing the weapon configuration, Luo Xiaolou's hand almost pressed the wrong button, the remote photon cannon? This, it is considered that he is just a mecha maker who has just started, and he understands that this weapon is not only advanced, but advanced!

The particle cannons that make ordinary people look up to it are so weak!

Long-range dual particle sniper rifle! Luo Xiaolou forcibly endured the exclaimed exclaim, the weapon configuration of this mecha can already be described as guarding the sky...

Luo Xiaolou held down the beating heart with his hand and continued to look down. The short-range weapon, the first grid-the inside was empty, Luo Xiaolou was taken aback, the weapon in the first grid is often the most important and handy for the owner. Weapons, what does it mean to be empty?

After skipping the first frame, Luo Xiaolou continued to look down, his eyelids jumped again.

Blue titanium alloy dagger, actually blue titanium! That is the legendary level twelve material. It is said that even on the A-class planets, the twelfth-level materials are all priceless.

...

Luo Xiaolou looked at the end with a numb look, and finally found that a reasonable weapon appeared at last: the ink alloy dagger. This is made of Molong mine. Molong is extremely hard and belongs to the fifth grade material. If he remembers correctly, Molong is included in the material he brought back from the asteroid.

"125, you actually still have something you can buy on the planet Ansai." Luo Xiaolou couldn't help but sigh.

"Now please call me Alpha. The two lowest-level weapons, the Ink Alloy Dagger and the Long-range Particle Gun, are specially prepared for you. You can't use the rest now." The cold alloy voice of 125 sounded.

Luo Xiaolou paused. This guy might be irritating because he didn't forgive him. Well, although I want to teach it a lesson, the time for ignoring it can't be too long. After waiting for two days, I'd better reason with 125 and forgive it.

Although angry about yesterday's affairs, there is no loud noise from 125, Luo Xiaolou is indeed a little uncomfortable.

Rocky was still waiting outside, and Luo Xiaolou began to operate the mecha. In Coach Rocky's view, it was almost the same as the virtual test, and the actual behavior was equally horrible. However, there was more room for improvement in this way, and Rocky comforted himself silently.