Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

After all, young people's bodies can withstand tossing.

In addition, he received the best medical care, so Gosho recovered quickly from his injuries. Although Admiral Droste still hoped that he could recuperate at home for a period of time, under Gosho's strong request, he finally Still relaxed, and reluctantly agreed that he would enroll in school according to the stipulated time.

——Of course, under the premise of wearing a medical wristband.

School day is fast approaching.

Gosho didn't take the Mecha School's hover train.

He was driven to the academy by the butler of the Droste family, and he missed the opening ceremony directly due to a lot of formalities that needed to be handled.

Under the arrangement of Admiral Droste, Gosho successfully transferred at the same level and directly transferred to the second year of the mecha driving department.

Since there is no downgrade, the requirements will naturally increase greatly.

His academic tasks this year will be twice as heavy as others, and he must pass the exam at the end of the school year before he can continue to stay in the mech piloting department, otherwise he will be transferred back to his original academy.

Gosho had no problem with that.

After everything was settled, the assistant robot took him to the path completely opposite to the direction of the Mecha Nursing Department——

At the end of the line of sight, stands a huge black building.

It is the center of the Federation's famous mecha academy, and it is also the top hall for every dreamer to become a mecha pilot.

Sensing someone coming, the dark door slowly opened to both sides.

The area inside is astonishingly vast, almost inexhaustible with the naked eye, and it is completely covered by solid black metal, giving it a low-key, cold and heavy aesthetic.

The front seems to be a circular field for mecha training.

Dozens of young teenagers lined up on the edge of the ring field, seeming to be quietly waiting for something.

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He originally thought that the first thing he would be exposed to was the theoretical class, but he didn't expect... it was actually a practical class?

Standing in front of the team was the class's tutor who taught basic knowledge. He was a tall, middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life and a serious face. A deep scar ran from the side of his ear to the bridge of his nose.

He waved at Ge Xiu: "You came just in time."

Gosho stepped forward.

Only then did he see that at the front of the academy column, several youths who looked more immature seemed to be queuing up to do something.

The instructor points to the end of the line:

"Let's go."

Ge Xiu glanced at the front of the team calmly - there seemed to be something shining with a slight blue light, and the surrounding metal surfaces were coated with a light blue layer, which looked quite strange.

He looked back and walked to the end of the line.

In this world, the structure and operating principles of the mechs are well kept secret, and it is almost difficult to find any useful information on the Internet.

When Gexiu came to this world, the information transmitted to his mind was also very rough and general.

Iris Drost also doesn't care about mecha driving, and only wants to pursue love, which makes the mecha knowledge in his memory not only vague, but also completely unorganized and summarized, just a little bit here and there A mass of loose sand—that's why he crashed immediately after driving the mecha out of the teleportation cabin, and Ge Xiu who came later had to snatch other people's mechas and leave.

Ge Xiu was also half-guessed about the mech's driving. According to his rich experience in dealing with machines before, the pitiful part of the knowledge in Iris's mind on the mech was finally activated.

The team moved forward little by little.

Finally, Gexiu clearly saw the complete appearance of the instrument in front of the team—the instrument was like a huge replica of the spine connector in the mecha cab, and rows of small numbers flashed on the floating screen in front of the team. Jumping.

The boy in front of him stepped onto the instrument.

With two slight mechanical sounds of "click", the spine connector was covered, and in just a few seconds, a new report appeared on the screen:

[Spiritual power value: 76]

[Grade: Good]

The boy let out a breath as if he had relaxed, got off the instrument, and walked quickly into the queue.

Now, there is no longer any obstruction between Gexiu and the instrument.

The azure blue light from the screen shone onto his face unobstructed, reflected in the bottom of his dark eyes, like the light spots of light blue fireworks ignited in the darkness.

Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes and walked up slowly.

The slight sound of mechanical movement sounded behind his ears, and the cold touch came through the uniform of the academy, fitting to his spine step by step.

connection succeeded.

A few seconds passed, and the numbers on the screen flashed quickly, but there was no exact report like the student just now.

1 minutes passed.

There was still no movement on the blue screen.

There was a commotion among the students waiting below, low whispers sounded in the crowd, and countless speculative eyes, either open or dark, stopped on Gexiu who was standing on the instrument.

Although Ge Xiu's expression was still calm, he couldn't help feeling a little confused in his heart.

The instructor walked forward quickly, looking for whether the machine was malfunctioning.

Before he looked at it for a long time, the blue screen flashed suddenly, and a clear number appeared on it:

[Spiritual power value: 0]

【grade:? 】

The students waiting on the side were in an uproar, they looked at each other in shock, and whispered to each other

"How is it possible?" "What happened?" "...I don't know"...

Even the instructor standing next to the instrument looked confused.

This... how is this possible?

No matter how high or low the mental power value is, it is understandable, but it is absolutely impossible for the mental power to be 0!Unless the person is dead, it is impossible for the brain wave reading to be 0!

He asked Ge Xiu to come down, and randomly found a student to stand up.

In less than five seconds, the result appeared on the screen:

[Spiritual power value: 81]

[Grade: Excellent]

The instructor asked the students to go down, and let Gexiu stand back up again.

This time the instrument reported much faster than when he stood up for the first time, and the index obtained from the test quickly popped up on the screen:

[Spiritual power value: 0]

【grade:? 】

The tutor frowned in bewilderment.Now he didn't know what was going on.

A deliberately raised voice suddenly sounded in the crowd: "Perhaps his father did something to him again."

There was an uproar among the students.

Gosho glanced in the direction of the voice.

——It was a slender blond boy with light blue eyes and a beautiful and delicate appearance, but with undisguised malice on his face, he gloated at Gexiu standing on the instrument.

Inexplicably, Gexiu felt that this person looked familiar.

He rummaged through Iris' memory and suddenly realized.

The boy's name is Percy Ayers, and he is the only omega in the mecha driving department. He once aggressively pursued Igor, a genius pilot who was still in the second grade of the mecha driving department, in the first grade, but he was ruthlessly Refuse, because he and Igor have met much more times than Iris who is in a different department, so Iris is listed as the most competitive rival in love.

...these erotic things again.

boring.

Ge Xiu looked back lazily.

After realizing that the other party didn't react to what he said just now, Percy's beautiful face twisted for a moment, but before he could continue to say something, he was suppressed by the mentor's loud voice:

"Discipline! Discipline!"

No one questioned the majesty of the mentor, and the crowd quickly fell silent.

"It may be that there is something wrong with the equipment. I have already contacted the students to check it." The instructor frowned, and said to the students in front of him with a serious face: "Now, the first-year student who just finished the mental strength test Step forward, you will have the first mecha pilot in your life!"

As soon as his voice fell, a huge door slowly opened on the dark wall beside him.

Several huge mechs shining with silver light appeared in front of everyone.

The faces of the freshmen were mixed with surprise and fear—they had been dreaming of this moment since they applied for the mecha pilot department, but what they didn't expect was that this moment would come so soon.

They haven't started learning anything yet, and they don't even know anything about mechs!

Can this be driven?

The instructor provoked an inexplicable smile: "I have always believed that learning should come from practice. Instead of teaching you a boring theoretical class, it is better to let you try it yourself, so that you will have a deeper impression."

The faces of the sophomores present were tense, but there were gloating smiles in their eyes.

Obviously, they also experienced all this when they entered school.

The instructor turned his head and glanced at Gexiu, his expression suddenly froze. He struggled for a while, and finally said: "Well...you just wait by the side, and wait until the instrument is repaired and re-tested, and then you can drive for the first time. .”

Ge Xiu nodded obediently.

A very soft laugh came from not far away - Ge Xiu knew who made it without turning his head.

With a calm expression, he watched the freshmen enter the mecha one by one without changing his expression.

The roar of mecha starting up sounded, but in less than a minute, the freshmen in the cockpit rushed out of it one after another. In addition, holding the trash can that had been prepared long ago, he began to vomit.

Some freshmen didn't even make it to the sidelines, and started throwing up as soon as they lay on the ground.

The crowd let out unscrupulous laughter.

The instructor's voice was like a bell: "See! No matter whether your mental power is high or low, you are powerless in front of the mech driving system! Without training, no matter how high your initial mental power is, you are still incompetent waste! Even the engine I can't bring it up."

And every new student was blushing, almost unable to lift their heads in shame.

Ge Xiu frowned slowly, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He turned his head to look at the sophomore who was closest to him, and asked in a low voice, "Is everyone reacting like this when driving a mech for the first time?"

The second grader glanced at him and nodded.

Percy let out a sneer, with sarcasm in his voice, and said in a strange way: "What? Don't you think you're better than them all after going up?"

Ge Xiu glanced at him indifferently, and then directly looked away, not even bothering to waste any more time on him.

And his indifference angered Percy.

Percy raised his brows angrily, but in the next second, he rolled his eyes, a tricky smile appeared on his lips, and suddenly raised his voice:

"Mr. Yost, our new classmate also wants to experience the feeling of manipulating the mecha."

Instructor Yost glanced over, and he frowned: "What?"

——Gosho really wanted to try it.

Because he really wanted to figure out why he didn't have the same problems as these students when he was driving the mecha on the battlefield.

Could it be that the mech model is different?

Ge Xiu nodded, with a harmless smile on his lips: "Yes, I really want to try."

Percy froze for a moment, as if he hadn't thought that he would cooperate like this.

But Yost frowned: "No, this is the school's rules and regulations. Students who have not passed the mental test are not allowed to drive mechas."

Ge Xiu curled his lips a little disappointed.

But it doesn't matter, after all, he will always have the opportunity to try to pilot a mecha after entering this department, and it will be a matter of time before he can figure out this puzzle——

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from above everyone's heads:

"Let him try."

It was a man's voice.

His voice is low, with a long-standing indifference, and a heavy sense of oppression that cannot be ignored, making people subconsciously want to shrink back or obey.

All the students present were taken aback for a moment, and at the same time raised their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and there was an unpredictable look deep in the dark pupils.

The entire site is a huge circular arch, and the ring-shaped training ground is surrounded by an observation platform. The light inside and outside the observation platform is dim, and only a figure sitting in the dark can be barely discerned—no one knows when he came, No one knows how long he watched there.

But Yost's reaction was the biggest.

His face suddenly turned ugly, and a clear look of fear flashed in his eyes.

Jost took a deep look at the direction where the voice came from, then withdrew his gaze a little stiffly, and nodded at Gexiu.

His voice is a little unnatural:

"Let's go."