47: Chapter 47 Piloting the Mech

Clutching the card, Lu Qingfeng didn't even finish his porridge. He turned and headed out the door, sprinting toward the third floor, and threw a line over his shoulder.

"Remember to wash the dishes and tidy up."

Xiao Jingdao: ...

"This kid... you're in for a rough time," he shook his head and chuckled.

He arrived at the third floor.

The door to the third floor was made of a special metal.

With a swipe of the card, the door automatically retracted to both sides and opened.

Inside were twelve pods.

Each pod was about three meters long and two meters wide.

There were operating instructions on the side.

It looked a bit like an internet cafe for gaming.

But it looked much more advanced than an internet cafe.

Each pod was filled with nutrient solution.

He chose one that looked decent and began studying the rules.

To enter the pod, the first step was to put on the neural connection device.

Then, press the green button; the pod would automatically close and start up.

The nutrient solution was only effective for one week; if it ran out or if the nerves were damaged, the connection would automatically disconnect.

Hmm, safe and intelligent.

Lu Qingfeng lay down directly.

He put on the neural connection device.

He pressed the green button.

With a dizzying spin, Lu Qingfeng arrived in a virtual world.

He saw a massive screen appear in front of him.

A female voice rang out.

"Welcome, Mecha Pilot. This is the Mecha Simulation Training Base."

"Scanning... Yanjing University, Guoshu Academy, Special Ability, Traditional Martial Arts. Please select your mecha."

The screen shifted, and an imposing mecha appeared.

There was only one mecha. What the hell was he supposed to choose?

Lu Qingfeng swiped his finger to observe the mecha from every angle, 720 degrees.

Data was displayed on it.

Mecha Name: fishing old man

Mecha Rank: Rank 4 Ability User Training Mecha

Height: 15 meters.

Power, Strength: 200,000 Newtons.

Internal Energy Bonus: 1.5 times

Shield: None

Weapon: None

Lu Qingfeng: ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦

What kind of piece of junk was this?

Aside from the height and kinetic energy being standard, he understood the Internal Energy bonus.

Through the mecha's energy conversion, releasing Internal Energy through the mecha could allow the Internal Energy kinetic energy to reach 1.5 times the 200,000 Newtons.

It was just like a Special Ability, though Special Abilities usually had bonuses of over 2 times.

Was his only 1.5 times?

Was it really that pathetic?

Most importantly, it didn't even have an energy shield. Wouldn't it be reduced to scrap metal if it got hit by someone else's Special Ability?

It was truly trash.

But he had no choice, though having this mecha was better than nothing.

He chose it directly.

He entered the mecha.

"System prompt: Mecha Fusion rate 100%."

He moved his limbs and found it was exactly the same as in reality.

And there was no resistance at all; he could move freely, and the mecha moved along with him.

He even performed a set of Vajra Eight Forms.

Very good. Was this what a mecha was?

At this moment, the screen changed.

Battle mode, a leaderboard, and rewards appeared.

He looked at the battle mode first.

1: Novice random matchmaking.

2: Ranked battles.

3: Free room battles.

Finally, there was a spectator button.

He had originally wanted to watch, but discovered he needed to enter a room number.

He simply clicked on matchmaking.

This was just like a game; it was very simple. Even if I'm in a piece of junk mecha, I'll still smash you all.

Entering the countdown phase, he quickly entered the game.

The screen flashed.

He appeared in a massive arena.

The opposing mecha seemed stunned.

This mecha had no shield and no weapons; what trash.

The System countdown began again.

Lu Qingfeng didn't have time to worry about that; he stared at it intently.

As soon as the time was up, he controlled the mecha to advance rapidly.

The opponent recovered, and a blazing flame erupted from the long blade in its hand.

With a wave of its left hand, a fireball flew toward Lu Qingfeng.

The fireball was huge. If a real-world Special Ability fireball was the size of a basketball...

This fireball was the size of a large basket.

But, "The cicada knows of the autumn wind before it stirs."

With a lift of its hand, Lu Qingfeng realized its intent and easily dodged the fireball.

The opponent also moved, seeing that the fireball hadn't hit.

It raised the flaming long blade with both hands and attacked.

This was the first time Lu Qingfeng had used the "Spirit" of Internal Energy Transformation to fight someone.

He found it was like using a cheat code; the opponent's intentions were completely predicted by him.

Eight Extremities Fist, Great Coiling Hand, he bypassed the flaming long blade and coiled around the opponent's arm.

Summit Elbow, Internal Energy erupted.

"Boom..."

The opponent's shield trembled and thinned out instantly.

Continuing, the Eight Extremities Fist itself was a close-quarters combat style.

If you advance, I advance; if you retreat, I still advance.

Sticking to you and attacking.

After a few strikes, the opponent was dazed, completely unable to fight back.

"Boom..."

The shield shattered, followed by a Fierce Tiger Hard Mountain Climb.

"KO..."

Two large characters appeared.

Victory...

Then the exit countdown began.

Not long after, Lu Qingfeng returned to the selection interface.

He recalled the battle just now.

He found the mecha's shield to be truly disgusting.

Internal Energy could not penetrate this shield.

He had to break the shield first to damage the mecha.

This gave him a headache.

Plus, he felt the opponent was so dull...

Silly, with stiff operation, other than the Special Ability having great power.

The speed was fast, but the operation was sluggish and slow.

To him, even without using Internal Energy Transformation methods, he could easily beat them until they were running for their lives.

Beating a dull goose that didn't know how to dodge, what difficulty could there be?

He wanted to say that if they were all at this level, he could take on ten.

After thinking about it, he clicked on the leaderboard.

1st Place: Calamity Legion, Destroyer, Strongest King, 9527 points.

2nd Place: Doomsday Legion, Savior, Strongest King, 9366 points.

3rd Place: Polar Bear Legion, Thug, Strongest King, 8888 points.

4th Place: Flying Eagle Legion, Interstellar Police, Strongest King, 8799 points.

5th Place: ...

...

7th Place: White Tiger Legion, Time Assassin, Strongest King, 7777 points.

Lu Qingfeng looked down the list; wasn't this just like game rankings?

The Mecha Simulation Training Base was mainly a place for Rank 4-6 Ability Users to train.

As for Rank 7, don't joke around; for a Rank 7 to come here to train...

That would be different.

Lu Qingfeng also knew the mechas at the top of the rankings must all be Rank 6 mechas.

He was just a small fry at Rank 4 right now.

He glanced at his own information.

Yanjing University, fishing old man, No Rank.

Looks like he needed to climb the Ranks.

Then he looked at the rewards.

At this sight, Lu Qingfeng couldn't take his eyes off it.

It was all f*cking money.

He was a money-grubber now; he wasn't afraid of having too much money, only of not having enough.

He had been worried about sitting around and eating through his savings at the Yanda National Martial Arts Academy.

It turned out he could make money here based on his ranking.

This was awesome.

According to the rewards set by the Human Alliance:

Rank 6 Ability User

Top 10 rewards: Choice of S-Rank Special Ability formula, or equivalent monetary reward.