Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Nan Jing stopped and looked back, and immediately rolled his eyes inwardly.

Excuse me, if you ask Nan Jing who is the person he least wants to see after the genetic level test that day, except for the original Mu Huaian and Sidiya, it is this person who is not pleasing to the eye and tough everywhere Mephila.

I saw the young master standing five steps away from him with his arms folded, slightly raised his head, and said with contempt and sarcasm: "D-rank, the honorable MVP candidate Nan Jing."

"Ha ha."

Nan Jing roared inwardly, trying to maintain a noble and cold expression on his face.

Damn it, labor and management knew that you would play tricks on it. Labor and capital's genetic level is actually X, do you understand X?Dump you eight streets in minutes!

However, even if the genetic level is lower than that of Mephila, Nanjing will not feel inferior.

Even if the genetic level can represent talent and strength, even if everyone is crazy about worship, but in Nan Jing's mind, there are many aspects to evaluate a person besides genes.

Even low-level genes can still find the most suitable way of survival through hard work.

Even if the gene level is D, and you can only make parts and mechs below level [-] in your life, you can also realize your self-worth by improving the success rate, improving efficiency, and even developing new parts.

Before Nan Jing knew his genetic level, he envied and admired people with high genetic level, but even when his genetic level was at the forefront, he never underestimated people with low genetic level.

Maybe it was because of the experience of being disliked by others, but now Nan Jing can treat it calmly, so what about gene level D?Even if it is really D, he has no reason to self-loathing and self-abandonment.

If possible, Nan Jing is very willing to crush Mifela's genetic level and cut down his arrogance.

But absolutely not now, if you have to talk about crushing, you will definitely be crushed by Mephila.

"Isn't it? You want to escape with only an S?" Smart No. [-] was very surprised.

Nan Jing's feet almost slipped.

"It's because I don't want to argue with him. Be humble, do you understand being humble?" Nan Jing growled.

Mi Feila saw the material in Nan Jing's hand at this time, smiled and said, "Samsung No. [-] part, you seem to be very confident in yourself."

Just ignore this guy.

Just as Nan Jing was about to turn around and leave, Smart No. [-]'s baby voice sounded menacingly.

"It's time to stand up! Kill, kill, kill! Kill him and torture him to death!"

"..."

Nan Jing took a deep breath and pressed the terminal of his left hand.

"What do you want, just say it." Nan Jing tried to bring up the cool and domineering aura, but it sounded like helplessness.

He is really helpless, helpless to Mi Feila, a spoiled middle school boy, and also helpless to Smart One who randomly influences his decision regardless of the occasion.

In the eyes of Mi Feila, Nan Jing is a defeated opponent, nothing to worry about. The only thing that leaves a thorn in his heart is that now Nan Jing's approval rate in the freshman MVP is about to surpass him.

This is because Mifela got a lot of votes with the help of Sidia, and Nanjing's dead house did not leave the gate of the dead house, and there were rumors of nurturing, which made his approval rate much lower.

Now people who like Nanjing and those who hate Nanjing are almost evenly divided, and they are all quite extreme.

Nanjing is not without the possibility of catching up.

This MVP, Miffela is bound to win.

"Since you say that, it's the best." Mephila smiled, her cute face showing an incongruous sinisterness, "Let's play a game, if you win, I will withdraw from the MVP competition and I won't trouble you in the future, if I win, you quit the MVP, bow to me every time you see me, and call out your master, how about it?"

Nan Jing has never paid attention to the MVP or something, so it doesn't matter.

As for the rest...

Nan Jing raised his forehead and laughed: "You also know that you are looking for trouble for me?"

It's so funny, okay?

Mi Feila snorted: "I am willing, don't talk nonsense, do you dare?"

Nan Jing said: "At least you have to talk about what you are betting on first?"

Mifela pointed to the material in Nan Jing's hand and said, "Just bet on the first-level Samsung No. [-] part."

Nan Jing raised his hand and looked at the three materials in the bag.

"Who will learn first if you compete with me?" Nan Jing said.

Mi Feila snorted: "This kind of low-level garbage material, I still dismiss it."

"..." Nanjing resisted the urge to beat someone, and said patiently, "What are you betting on?"

"Bet on whether you can break the record." Mifela said: "The last time this record was established was October 1238, 10, and the recorder was a freshman. Today is October 7, which means you still have A week to break the record."

Nan Jing thought about it. According to Smart One's expectations for him, it should not be difficult to learn to make this kind of parts in a week.

He didn't want to break the record, but he was very happy with Miffela's point of "don't bother him anymore".

Seeing that Nan Jing didn't speak, Mi Feila thought he was afraid, and just about to make a provocative statement, she heard Nan Jing say bluntly——

"make a deal."

Nan Jing readily agreed.

"..." Mephila's provocation froze at the corner of her mouth.

A, yes?

This idiot actually agreed?

Mephila asked again uncertainly: "You agreed?"

"Yes, I agreed." Nan Jing looked suspiciously at Mi Feila who was ecstatic as if his plot had succeeded, and didn't understand why he was so happy.

"Just remember what you said." Nan Jing said.

Mephila snorted, "You are."

Nan Jing entered the third static laboratory with a lot of doubts in his head.

Pushing open the door and entering, looking around, only two people were doing experiments with their heads down. They were so focused that even Nan Jing came in without looking up.

Nan Jing took a glance.

The first-level and two-star parts seem to have succeeded.

Nan Jing came to the test bench in the right corner of the last row, put the materials in the bag on the table, and was just about to put the materials on the purity rate testing instrument for testing, when Smart One opened his mouth.

"You agreed."

"Yes, there is nothing you can do if you don't agree. He will definitely make trouble all the time."

Smart No. [-] said anxiously: "You, you have been tricked."

"..."

When Nan Jing heard this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn, I felt something was wrong, and I knew there was something tricky. But...how did I get tricked?"

Although I haven't found the hole in Mifela's bet for the time being, but after thinking about it a little bit, I know that if the record is so easy to break, he won't wait until now to break it.

Zhizhi No. [-] had a toothache, feeling unbelievable for this daring host.

How could Nan Jing agree so easily without knowing anything? !

"You know I've been tricked, and you don't want to remind me? I think you did it on purpose." Nan Jing said coolly.

"..."

Although he did have this idea, Smart One would never admit it.

It's too late to say anything now, Smart One explained dejectedly: "Records are not determined according to the time of day."

"What is that based on?" Nan Jing's heart moved, and he put down the material.

"According to the success rate and utilization rate." Smart No. [-] told Nanjing the sad and indignant news, "The success rate is divided into the first success rate and the second success rate. The first success rate refers to the success rate of parts. Probability, the second success rate is the so-called effective utilization rate, which refers to the theoretical value that this part can successfully function on the mecha. The availability rate of a certain part is related to the material used It is related to the purity rate, but it does not depend entirely on the purity rate."

"..." Nan Jing said that there was no pressure to understand, but the explanation was too concise and concise. He asked Smart One to give him some information to read.

In fact, his heart is roaring - labor and management can't understand what you are talking about at all!Can you speak human words?

Smart No. [-] is also happy for the host to learn independently. After searching through the database, he finally found the most refined and useful information and sent it to the South Mirror terminal.

A dark golden light lit up on the terminal of the south mirror.

This is a light look specially set for Landis. When Nan Jing entered the crystal pavilion, he adjusted his voice to light.

[Lantis] Is it in the laboratory building?

[Nanjing] Well, yes.

[Lantis] Bullied?

[South Mirror]? ? ?

[Lantis] A bet.

【South Mirror】………

Nan Jing's mood cannot be described with six points, it must be twelve points.

It's only been a few minutes, how did Landis know it again? !

【Lantis】Baby, I've made a bet, you're going to lose them all for your husband.

【South Mirror】……………

Nan Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what was this all about.

【Nanjing】What happened?Give me an explanation!

A website link thrown by Landis, Nan Jing took a closer look at it as a post on the intranet of the Sifal Military Academy.

He pressed a button on the terminal, and the virtual light screen rose.