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He wanted to see who was so perverted!

After returning from training, Zhao Yu went straight to the balcony. The clothes rack was empty, obviously stolen again.

He turned on the surveillance video angrily, and saw a blurry black figure climbing up to the balcony at an extremely fast speed, tearing off a thin cloth and running away.

His face was covered with a black cloth, just like the robbers. Due to the poor pixel quality at night, the camera only captured a pair of titanium alloy dog ​​eyes. Judging from the trajectory of his movements, he should be a student in their building.

Zhao Yu sat down angrily and began to think about how to investigate.

First of all, this person was about 1.9 meters tall, about the same height as him, but stronger than him, and looked like an alpha.

There are no more clues, so he plans to continue installing the surveillance cameras to collect more clues and then take back the place.

In the fighting class the next day, students would draw lots and fight in pairs, which meant they would be assigned the level of mecha they would actually drive next.

The students in the class were all wailing, and some of them put their hands together for fear of picking Meng Liu.

When the final result came out, Meng Liu's opponent's face turned pale.

The result was naturally that he was beaten down in just a few hits.

The opponent Zhao Yu drew was Ron, who had greeted them very familiarly at the beginning of the school year.

They got along pretty well during this period, and Ron would occasionally talk to him about academic matters.

Since they were all men, he didn't care much and his relationship with him naturally became closer.

Ron smiled, showing his big white teeth: "Zhao Yu, you have to be more lenient with my men."

Zhao Yu was still grinning, puffing out his chest proudly: "Sure, sure."

When they really started fighting, he found that it was not the case.

His fighting skills were all taught by Meng Liu. His physical strength is natural. Most alphas will only get stronger with training, but if he doesn't exercise, he will regress.

So it was a bit difficult to deal with Ron.

Although Ron's skills were not as good as his, his great strength worked wonders and Zhao Yu was soon beaten back.

Ron bared his teeth and pressed him to the ground: "How is it?"

Zhao Yu was a little frustrated. He tried to save his dignity: "Come again."

Ron rubbed his waist with his big hand: "Does it hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Well, go on."

Ron practiced with Zhao Yu for a while. Every time he restrained him, he would touch his body and ask if it was uncomfortable.

Zhao Yu felt a little uncomfortable. Why did he keep touching her? Couldn't he just ask her with his mouth?

But Ron's attitude was normal, and there was no teasing on his face. He said with concern: "I'm a little strong. Go back and take a hot bath and rub your muscles with essential oils, so that you won't feel uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"Ok."

Zhao Yu quickly put the previous events behind him. He shouldn't be too sensitive. He was just an ordinary classmate.

For the next mecha class, the instructor took the students to the largest classroom in the school.

There are many iron lumps placed inside, the most eye-catching of which is a huge matte black mecha.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw it, and Zhao Yu was no exception.

"At present, the mechas of the entire Federation are divided into single-person and double-person. The single-person ones are divided into ABCD according to everyone's mental strength and physical fitness. There is only one S-level double-person one, which requires a high degree of coordination to operate. I have divided you into levels based on your previous physical test results. The C-level students are... B-level is... Zhao Yu. The A-level is... The S-level is only Meng Liu."

He closed the list and clapped his hands: "It's normal to be unskilled in operating the mecha at the beginning. You will become more flexible after slowly getting used to it. Today, let's try to lift our feet and walk, and move our limbs. Everyone, choose a mecha according to your level!"

As soon as they heard the instructor's order, everyone scattered.

Meng Liu is the only S-class, and there is only one S-class mecha on the scene. It is covered with bright red armor like flames, shining with the unique luster of metal, and the streamlined body design is full of power.

A bunch of classmates had tears of envy flowing from their mouths.

"I want to remind everyone that your partner for the next four years will be this mecha, so everyone must be patient with it. Some students who think they can move up a level can also come to me, but I have been in office for many years, and the school's ratings are very objective, and there are almost no students who change their levels."

Everyone got on the mecha one by one. The first thing to do was to establish a connection with the mecha. Meng Liu sat on the chest of the mecha and quickly put her arm into the operating cabin. A progress bar appeared in front of her, gradually increasing from 1% to 100%. She moved her feet.

It was very heavy, and it was totally different from the way he normally walked.

It was like being tied to a huge lead ball, making it almost impossible to move. At the same time, because it was controlled by mental power, the head also felt a little swollen and painful.

Her situation is the same, and others are worse.

At least Meng Liu could still take a few steps.

The other students were so tired that they gasped for breath just by raising their hands.

Not to mention Zhao Yu, the differences between alpha and omega were fully revealed at this moment.

He is a weak omega with a different body structure and a fever period every month. Even though his physical fitness has kept up with the training, his head will still get dizzy when he controls a huge machine like a mecha, which affects his body and makes him unable to control it at all.

Omega's body would be affected by the fever period. At this moment, he had a headache and his body naturally went limp.

After training for most of the afternoon, the students were able to move one after another. Meng Liu could even run and jump, but his mecha remained motionless.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Zhao Yu got down from the mecha, sweating all over, looking listless.

The classmates gathered around him and tried to persuade him enthusiastically.

"Don't worry, you should be able to do it after practicing a few more times."

"I said that omegas being mecha warriors is just a joke. No matter how strong their physique is, they still can't do it when they fight with real weapons."

"Why don't you change your major and switch to a major related to logistics? As a person, don't make things too hard on yourself."

Zhao Yu didn't look too happy, and his classmates didn't say anything bad about him on purpose. They all gave him suggestions that they thought were good.

They have been classmates for so long that most people are very clear about what kind of person Zhao Yu is.

He refused to admit defeat and never slacked off in his physical training even though he was dragging the body of an omega.

After class, other people would surf the Internet or go out to play, but he was the only one who insisted on training every night.

Gradually, everyone took off their tinted glasses and began to admire him sincerely.

The attributes are there. This is something that no omega has ever done in history. Even if Zhao Yu put in a million and two hundred thousand points of effort, no one thinks he can do it.

Ron spoke up for him: "I think Zhao Yu can do it. Although he is an omega, didn't he still enroll in the military academy like everyone else? The physical fitness gap can be made up the day after tomorrow. As long as he persists, he will be able to control a mecha one day."