Smash All Pots and Pans To Go to School

The word Jin Ke used was 'disappear', not 'delete'.

He originally wanted to muddy the water, but an in-depth investigation found that the video of Wei San’s game was not broadcast at all. The official reply from the black factory was that the recording equipment suddenly broke down that night, so there was no video for the last challenge to the championship. record it.

There is only a photo of Weisan and a few people driving the 3s mech standing on the stage.

It was also the one that Ying Chenghe saw that day.

"The camera is not broken." Wei San confirmed, "We were still good during the game, and there was no response from the staff around."

She is used to observing her surroundings, even in the ring.

"I checked, but the black factory is an underground organization, and there is not much effective information." Jin Ke said, "Your opponent's team belongs to the black factory's own organization. This time, you are very confident in the championship, but you suddenly appeared. I won, so I guess the black factory just ruined the video of the game."

"All the videos of our previous games in the black factory have been taken down." Wei San wanted to verify what Jin Ke said, but unexpectedly they couldn't watch all their videos.

"I checked this, it's a practice." Jin Ke explained, "Before each division of your black factory wins the championship, the video of the division champion will be temporarily removed from the shelves."

"It just so happened that no one knew about us except the spectators who watched the ring challenge match that day." Liao Runing didn't care. They didn't make a living from black factory competitions, and they could throw dirty water on Pingtong Court.

The five people looked towards Pingtongyuan. Zong Zhengyue, who was sitting in the middle, lowered his head and nodded his head, asking someone to investigate the situation, but now that the most crucial video disappeared, they couldn't find anything.

"The pavilion owner can be a man or a woman overnight, and the Pingtong Court will definitely die of anger." Liao Runing gloated, as if they were not the culprits.

As soon as the news of this gossip came out, it was immediately spread in the major military academies. Of course, everyone knew that Zong Zhengyue was not a woman. But it is human nature, many people see him, they remember this gossip, and subconsciously glance at Zong Zhengyue.

What's more, shifting this kind of attention to other military academies in the Pingtong Academy once led to the depression of the upper and lower levels of the Pingtong Academy.

As for the culprit, he is so busy training every day that he has no time to pay attention to these things.

After the simulation cabin was replaced with a new one, Wei San was easy to use, but the mission similar to that night disappeared, which may be due to the different simulation cabin systems.

Next room.

Ying Xingjue turned his head to look at the wall over there. Although Gu Yuxing's building was well protected, it couldn't resist his perception. As long as he wanted to, he could cover all the rooms in the entire building.

Ying Xingjue was not interested in this, but the distance next door was too close, and Weisan had no control over his perception at all, so he had to forcibly accept the other party's situation.

In the two hours since the other party entered the room, he had been on the verge of death seven times in the simulation cabin, and the interval between each rest was less than twenty minutes.

Once again forced to feel the other party's emotions, Ying Xingjue got up and knocked on the door.

Wei San just came out of the simulation cabin, his face was pale, but he was in a good mood. A solution has been found, go in again, and you can complete the simulation cabin mission.

She heard a knock on the door and went to open the door in surprise, thinking it was Jin Ke and the others who came to find her.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ying Xingjue with a gloomy look on his face.

"...Your personal training room is next to you." Wei San said kindly, implying why he was knocking on my door.

Ying Xingjue's gaze moved from the simulation cabin in the room to Wei San's face: "No one taught you that you can't fall into a near-death state in a short time?"

Wei San raised his eyebrows: "You know how I'm in the simulation cabin. Empire... Star, you've been detecting me with your perception?"

In response to her doubts, Ying Xingjue said in a low voice, "Your perception has dissipated, interfering with my normal training."

Wei San thought for a while and asked him, "Can't the commander build a barrier?"

"...I'm training."

"There's no other way, or you can talk to the steward and find someone to change rooms with you." Wei San suggested 'intimately'.

"No, I'll build a barrier in the future." Ying Xingjue took a step back and looked into her eyes, "Wei San, it's not that you can mess around with any training."

When Ying Xingjue returned to the next room, Wei San lowered his head and sniffed at himself, could the perception still be emitted? Why didn't Ying Xingjue knock on Zong Zhengyue's door?

After training in the evening, Wei San returned to the bedroom and casually asked Jin Ke in the living room, "I'm training in the simulation cabin. If you are next door, will you be disturbed by my perception?"

Jin Ke turned to look at her: "Everyone is in the simulation cabin. How can I be disturbed by your perception? Unless you fall into the near-death illusion, I pay special attention to it and may be disturbed."

Ying Xingjue's perception is stronger than Jin Ke, and she has died several times in the simulation cabin today, so the other party is really disturbed by her?

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Liao Runing came over, yawning.

"I was in the training building just now, and I interfered with Ying Xingjue." Wei San stretched his legs and hooked a chair to sit down, "He came to the door."

Jin Ke reacted very quickly and grasped the point, frowning: "Have you ever fallen into a near-death state?"

Seeing Wei San's silence, Jin Ke suddenly got up and came over: "Wei San, the simulation cabin can also die, do you know that?"

Wei San was startled by him: "In the simulation cabin...isn't it fake?"

It was really uncomfortable, but there was always a voice in Wei San's head telling him that the experience of the simulation cabin was all fake, so just wake up and rest for a while.

The smiles on the faces of the other people in the living room gradually disappeared, and Ying Chenghe asked her: "The pain setting at 90% is most suitable for 3s. After reaching 100%, the mecha soldier is very likely to face near death. state, it's dangerous in a simulation cabin."

When the team trains together, all parameters are adjusted by the mechanic, and there is only Wei San himself in the personal room, so everyone does not know that she will directly set 100%.

The training methods of the military academies in the Federation were all tested out bit by bit at the cost of their lives, and cannot be easily changed.

"I'm a super 3s level, should I be able to set it a little higher?" Wei San tentatively asked.

"No, wait for 3 seconds to fully recover, and now it must be adjusted to ninety." Jin Ke said with a black face, "If it wasn't for Ying Xingjue's reminder, you would never know when something happened."

This is strange. The military academies do not interfere with each other. It stands to reason that when other chief commanders encounter Weisan's situation, they will only establish a barrier and will not remind them.

They are competitors, and losing one of the main members is a good thing for the opponent.

Ying Xingjue knocked on the door saying that he was disturbed, but it was actually a reminder.

Jin Ke thought about several possibilities, but Ying Xing would never disdain to use this method.

From this day on, the main team members always pay attention to whether Wei San has done anything that goes against the common sense of military training, and seize every opportunity to popularize her.

Wei San was disturbed by their chanting style of popular science.

As for Ying Xingjue next door, probably because she was no longer disturbed by her perception, and basically did not talk to Wei San.

On the contrary, two days before the competition, Zong Zhengyue from Pingtong Institute took the initiative to say a word to Wei San who had finished training.

"Whether you are level 3s or not, don't even think about crossing Pingtongyuan."

Wei San was stunned for a moment. She kept a low profile as much as possible when she went in and out, and did not cause trouble. This one suddenly bumped into a provocation, and she immediately said: "Why do we have to pass your Pingtongyuan, Damocles was the second place in the last game, we The goal is the championship."

At this time, Ying Xingjue on the other side came out of the room and happened to hear her last half sentence. Those dark eyes like ink paintings swept over Wei San, then bypassed the two of them and walked downstairs.

Wei San: "..."

Some time ago, she told Xing Jue that their goal was to take third place.

Zong Zhengyue didn't know the difference, he just thought Wei San was arrogant, his eyes were heavy: "I expect Damocles to challenge Pingtongyuan."

"You said you expected a challenge to challenge?" Wei San's mood suddenly became bad, and he left a sentence, regardless of Zong Zhengyue's face, turned around and left.

Why do people always like to come to her, she is just a busy and ordinary person.

...

The day before the competition, the major media came to Gu Yuxing to interview the five major military academies, especially the Damocles military academy. Star Online was very impressed by the sudden change from A-level to 3s in the Damocles military academy. interest.

Due to the special environment of Gu Yuxing, the organizer specially set up an interview area inside the exercise field to give them a time for unified interviews.

For the first time in many years, a bunch of media reporters were surrounded by the main team and teachers of the Damocles Military Academy.

"Is Wei San really a 3s level?"

"Excuse me, why did you deliberately conceal the third grade?"

"Is there any big plan in the later period of Damocles Military Academy?"

...

Xiang Minghua smiled in the face of various media cameras, but he had a big plan in his heart. The original plan of Damocles Military Academy was to wait for Shen Tukun to graduate and replace him with an S-level substitute. Who would have thought that Wei San would be a problem3s Mecha Soldier.

For this, I have to thank Ying Xingjue of the Imperial Military Academy. If he hadn't tried it out, Damocles would not have known.

But what I thought in my heart was naturally different from what I said on the surface.

Xiang Minghua said in an official tone: "Every arrangement of the Damocles Military Academy is to achieve results in the competition. Concealing the third grade is only part of our plan. I believe other military academies will also have their own arrangements."

Media present: Shit! No matter how other military schools are arranged, they can't conjure a 3s level out of thin air.

After interviewing the team leader teacher, followed by the main players who must be interviewed before each game, that is, the time to speak harshly.

This time, everyone handed the microphone to Wei San: "Wei San, the second place in the desert competition last time was the flag you pulled down. Do you have anything to say to other military academies this time?"

Jin Ke and the others retreated to the back and let Wei San stand at the front. She held a few microphones in both hands: "I have nothing to say, I only have one small wish."

"What wish?"

"It doesn't work if you say it, and I will tell you when it is realized." Wei San raised his eyebrows slightly.

Some reporters wanted to get more direct words and asked loudly: "The Damocles Military Academy is now full of 3s, so do you think who is most likely to get the total number compared to the Imperial Military Academy and the Peace General Academy, which is full of 3s? champion?"

The reporter's question was so loud that even the main team of the military academy standing in other positions could hear it clearly. It was not intentional or a coincidence that the interview area suddenly became quiet.

Wei San sighed: "No way, the most powerful must be us, who made the name of Damocles Military Academy the longest."

Reporters: "..." There is still such a statement?

Situ Jia, the main member of the Imperial Military Academy on the left, stood on the interview platform and sneered when he heard the words, obviously displeased with Wei San's unknowable words.

The red-shirted media reporter insisted: "Since the name of Damocles Military Academy is the longest, it should take the longest time to pull the flag."

Wei Sanyu was surprised: "It turned out to be the red shirt media, you guys haven't closed down yet? Don't worry, it will be soon, and then you won't have to work as hard as you are now."

Red shirt media reporter: "..."

On the other side of the Pingtong Hospital, a reporter asked the main team what they thought about the recent news that secret skills can transform people between men and women.

Zong Zhengyue stood on the interview platform with a long spear in his hand. Hearing the words, his eyes were sharp and he glanced at the reporter.

Lu Shibai whispered: "Pavilion Master, I will answer."

Zong Zhengyue turned to the right, and Shibai stepped forward: "You should see the consequences of the red shirt media's rumors, I believe you will not want to fall to their level."

The Sequoia Media reporter who was about to be transferred to the Pingtong Court next door for an interview: "..." They didn't offend the Pingtong Court.

The largest federal media in the past has now reached such a level. The colleagues present could not help but secretly glanced at the culprit at the Damocles Military Academy, and finally sighed in their hearts: There is not a single one of the five major military academies in this class.

...

In the evening, Ying Chenghe took Wei San into his studio.

"The last shaping process requires you to use your perception to build the model of the weapon. During the formation of the weapon, perception must not be interrupted, and there should be no distractions." Ying Chenghe motioned Wei San to look at the well-matched materials covered by the special container.

Different from the production of A-level weapons, materials above S-level cannot be made into weapons with tools alone, and more emphasis is placed on the perception control ability of the mecha master.

Wei San stood in front of the special container, did as she was told, stretched out her hand on the operation panel below the container, and introduced her perception into it. The materials that had been fused into one, the surrounding was icy cold due to the addition of Sumeru Gold, she stood. It can be clearly felt in the front.

The material was drawn up a little bit by perception, and stopped in mid-air in the container. Weisan controlled the perception, and the materials were squeezed together, like dough that could be kneaded at will.

Ying Chenghe next to him is even more nervous than Wei San at the moment. He doesn't know whether Wei San can succeed.

When Ying Chenghe himself was studying weapons, he only dared to use the materials in actual combat after learning for half a year. He failed many times before he figured out a few rules, while Wei San only learned for half a month, during which there were various individual soldiers. train.

The split knife was successfully formed, Ying Chenghe breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Wei San, only to find that she started to have nosebleeds again.

Ying Chenghe hurriedly turned around to get the paper, took two steps forward and stopped, it was not wise to touch Wei San at this time. He could only watch her nosebleed dripping, standing beside her in a hurry.

Fortunately, after Wei San finished one joint knife, the speed was much faster when he did another one.

The two knives come together in mid-air, forming a large knife with an overly long handle.

As soon as Ying Chenghe saw a flash of light from the broadsword, he knew that the weapon had not failed, and at this moment, the operation panel of the special container also lit up, indicating the initial success.

"After another layer of surface treatment, the weapon is ready." Ying Chenghe handed the paper to Wei San, "The most important material ratio and the two steps of constructing the weapon shape are completed, and there is basically no problem."

Wei San took the tissue, wiped off the blood, and took out a nutrient solution from his pocket to drink it. The symptoms of dizziness disappeared immediately.

After tonight, she will no longer be able to drink this special nutrient solution when she enters the Guyu Race Track tomorrow.

"I don't have time to test weapons." Ying Chenghe stared at the long knife path in the container, and dealing with Xumi Jin was more complicated and time-consuming than he thought.

"Jin Ke said that he would try his best to give me a chance to try during the competition."

The main team's three mecha soldiers, Liao Runing and Huo Xuanshan's mechas are all from childhood to adulthood, which is completely different from Wei San. In fact, only Wei San of the five military academies used brand new mecha and brand new weapons.

For example, after Colonel Li Ze's mecha was destroyed, even if he got a new mecha, he could not return to the military area immediately, but followed them and cleaned up the star beasts in advance in the arena.

"This knife..." Ying Chenghe suddenly realized something was wrong, "Why is it different from your design drawings?"

There is a hollow in the middle.

"It has been changed temporarily." Wei San explained, "I think Zong Zhengyue's marksmanship is very interesting. I want to try the stick technique. The knife handle should not be wasted."

Ying Chenghe: "..." For some reason, he had an ominous premonition and held a moment of silence for Zong Zhengyue in advance.