Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

Edmund swore that he saw the delighted expression on Nan Jing's face, and after staring at him for a second or two, he couldn't help but say again: "Ellens is a playboy, many people want him to teach Gu Martial arts, but he has only taught less than ten people so far, and he really doesn't do money business."

The words "money buying and selling" are emphasized.

Nan Jing was pulled back to his senses, and finally he was willing to share some of his heart with Edmund.

"Well, yes, Senior Erens really doesn't look like someone who will take money."

Although I don't know Ellens' background, I can see that he is definitely not an ordinary commoner, but he doesn't look like a traditional aristocrat or wealthy businessman with a profound background but a strict eye.

Speaking of it, Ellens is like a cynical upstart young man, who has been doing whatever he wants since he was a child, advocating freedom and being unrestrained.

Edmund got a little anxious, and hinted at this point. Why can't this silly boy understand the words?It has long been heard that Ellens has plans for Nan Jing's love at first sight. Isn't this going to take the initiative to hit the gun?

Just when Edmund wanted to make up for his quick talk, Nan Jing said to him in a very affirmative tone: "Although there is no charge, I think Ellens will definitely let others pay for it."

"..."

Edmond suddenly felt a sense of regret that he had misjudged—damn, the innocent-looking little white rabbit was actually an illusion.

Could it be that Nan Jing had an affair with Ellens?

If this is the case, then it is reasonable for him to provoke Sidia before—Ellens' influence in the school can definitely be compared with Sidia.

However, this has nothing to do with him.

In the following time, Edmund gave Nanjing a detailed explanation of the most basic method of mecha control.

The electronic eyes of the mech are 360 ​​degrees, and the screen display in front of the screen is a four-dimensional full system projection map of the set area area, which shows the real-time situation of the surrounding in all directions.

The size and orientation of the main perspective can be controlled by turning the handle at hand, but if you want the mecha to make various actions or move, you need to use the keyboard to control it.

Looking at the control panel with hundreds of buttons on all sides, Nan Jing felt bad.

This one is left, that one is right, the one over there is to move the first finger of the left hand, and the one over there is to make the mecha back...

One after another, Edmund showed Nan Jing the functions of the keyboard buttons. Edmond patted Nan Jing on the shoulder and said, "You just need to memorize these and practice them. Although it seems difficult, wait until you practice more." Now, you can naturally close your eyes and control the mecha to move in the way you want."

Hundreds!

That's easy to say.

Nan Jing wept silently in his heart, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

The antique mech swayed slowly from side to side in the empty training ground, occasionally stretching its fingers and lifting its legs, and most of the time it made strange and uncoordinated movements, but it soon returned to normal.

Edmund's eyelids twitched violently. Seeing that Nan Jing was controlling the two legs of the mecha to lift up at the same time, he was shocked and rushed over to press the squat button.

The mecha knelt down.

Avoiding the uglier tragic end of a five-body throw, but Edmund was not sure whether kneeling was really better than lying on the ground.

Edmond, who originally planned to teach the basic method to Nanjing and take a rest after get off work, as a responsible teacher, finally decided to risk his life to accompany Junzi, otherwise he strongly doubted whether he would be in the same place when he saw this mech tomorrow. Under the torment of Nan Jing, it became a pile of broken copper and iron.

Nan Jing's speed was very slow. While pressing the control button, he sketched in his mind what pose the mech would appear next.

He has fully invested in it, although the speed has always been maintained at a steady and slow state, but if Edmund is awake, he will definitely find that Nan Jing's control of the mecha is quite accurate.

Yes, at Nanjing's slow pace as if he was strolling around, Edmund had already fallen asleep with his head held high on the co-pilot seat after he practiced for half an hour.

Nan Jing devoted himself wholeheartedly to the practice of mecha control, and didn't care whether the instructor was watching or not—he even forgot that there was someone beside him.

Smart No. [-] has completely given up talking to the guy with gene level X after calculating the value of Nan Jing's leapfrog mental power at this time.

In such a slow situation, Nanjing has reached the E level step by step.

To put it in a simpler way, although Nam Kyung's genetic level is F, the level of brain wave mental power he can display is E.

Leapfrog mental power, even for people with a gene level of A, is mostly only possible under extreme circumstances, and when the mental power is slowly depleted, the level evaluation of brain wave mental power will only decrease rather than rising.

But South Mirror is just the opposite.

And for Nan Jing, this is not the first time to leapfrog - in such a peaceful state, it can actually cause a breakthrough in spiritual power, it is really incredible.

Rao Smart No. [-] has never seen such a situation, but it still worked hard to find a very particular word from the database-inheritance.

Maybe it's the inheritance of blood, maybe it's the inheritance of genes, or it's more likely the inheritance of some special power.

The blood flowing in Nan Jing's body comes from a powerful family from ancient times... no, it is the perfect combination of two families.

Smart No. [-] recalled its former host, and remembered something else, and finally turned on a dim light, and then turned it off.

Edmund, who was sleeping soundly, was dreaming of swimming in the sea, when he felt being shaken by someone, he almost choked on the water.

He woke up suddenly with a struggle, and saw Nan Jing shaking and calling his name in a daze.

Edmund immediately sat up straight, and explained: "I'm really sleepy, you have to believe that I really didn't fall asleep because your practice was too boring."

Nan Jing twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you, I finally understand why you slept so soundly."

Edmond laughed heartily, looked down at the time on the terminal, and said to Nan Jing: "It's really easy to talk to you, my dear, I like your character, I would have known that other students heard my secret words Always angry... Oh my god, I slept for four hours? No, you practiced in this mech for four hours?"

Edmund looked at Nan Jing whose face was much rosier than before like an old lunatic.

"I'm also very angry." Nan Jing gave Edmond a big white eye with no connotation, and then looked at the terminal, it was already ten o'clock in the evening!

"No, I have to leave as soon as possible, otherwise I have to ask my roommate to open the door after passing the gate."

As Nan Jing said, he skillfully pressed the button to open the hatch and climbed out.

Going down was much easier than going up. Nan Jing didn't need much effort, and slid down the mecha's right body.

Edmund followed Nanjing down with a complicated and weird expression, and couldn't help but ask, "Hey, did you actually run away or fall asleep during the middle training?"

Nan Jing smiled and said pointedly: "Do you think everyone loves to sleep so much?"

Edmund was still dazed, but at this moment he yelled strangely: "Have you practiced mecha control for four hours continuously?"

For four hours, he knew that the longest continuous training time for a student with a mental strength level of E was only three hours.

Nan Jing, with such a low level of mental power, shouldn't he be exhausted long ago?

"It's just the most basic and simple operation. I'm just familiar with the basic buttons today, and let my hands match the speed of my brain. It doesn't consume much."

The person involved didn't have any sense of being surprised, because there was no comparison, Nan Jing didn't know at all, in fact, even the basic training of the mecha would also cause mental energy consumption.

Edmund obviously didn't believe Nan Jing's words, because it was too abnormal.

But he didn't say it directly, but asked, "Are you coming tomorrow?"

If he comes tomorrow, he promises that he will not fall asleep, and he will watch Nanjing's training seriously.

Nan Jing nodded and said: "Of course, I still have a few buttons that I haven't practiced well, and the speed is also the lowest. I just need the mecha not to fall."

Of course he didn't forget that at the beginning of the operation, he actually made a ridiculous joke about letting the mech's two legs leave the ground at the same time without turning on the hovering flight function!

Haha Edmond's expression changed.

"If nothing happens, I will come here for training every day." Nan Jing told Edmund the plan, and then asked casually, "Are you coming tomorrow?"

Edmund said: "Come on, if possible, at the same time and place tomorrow, it's still this mecha, and it's still the original partner. I promise I won't fall asleep."

In fact, Edmund doesn't need to teach here at all tomorrow, because he is still a fifth-year student in the mecha department of the Sifal Military Academy, and being a field coach here is just a practical class he chooses this semester, and he can come here once a week.

But Nan Jing aroused his interest—after all, it was the first time in history that he saw a guy who could not even enter a mecha, and he could train for four hours continuously. .

Edmund's greatest hobby is to discover all kinds of students, and he likes the weirder and more distinctive ones.

Without a doubt, Nam Kyung satisfied him.