Mecha Summoner

"Becoming stronger...it's so difficult." Tong Ming raised her head, then lowered her head, looking at her bandaged hands and her unconscious legs.

Oles tied the last knot, carefully placed Tong Ming's hand on his knee, tore off the fabric on Tong Ming's thigh, and picked up another piece of gauze: "Master, I heard that the best hospital in the world is in the Federal Hospital. In the academy, doesn't the master want to try it?"

Tong Ming knew what Oles was talking about: "Can you let me walk freely?"

Oles wrapped the gauze around and tried a little bit, but Tong Ming didn't respond: "If it's here, there should be no problem, but it will definitely cost a lot of money."

Tong Ming looked down at Oles, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes: "But you know, I have no money, and I don't have the means to make a living."

In the 31st century, there are many ways to make money, but none of them are suitable for Tong Ming, because he is an ancient person from the 21st century, and he is still a useless person.

Oles didn't say any more, even if Tong Ming's hands and feet were intact, it would not be a problem to earn some money with his character and ability, but it would be very difficult to earn enough money to treat his feet.

Money is needed for accommodation, money for quilts, and money for student manuals. With such a preoccupied method of earning money, one can imagine how much it will cost for medical treatment in the hospital of Federal College. In other words, if it is very cheap, even if Tong Ming is not allowed Like, between disabled people and non-disabled people, the Tong family will definitely choose the latter.

As time passed, there were more and more people in the dormitory. Perhaps everyone knew that they would not be able to get along for long, or perhaps they understood early on that all the students were in competition, and few students were willing to talk to others.

Tong Ming held the student manual in his hand and looked at it slowly, and sitting in the corner, no one disturbed him.

And this peace was disrupted the moment Zhao Jin appeared.

"You all listened to me clearly. I am determined to stay at the Federal Academy. I will never be expelled early like you idiots, so I warn you, don't mess with me, or I will let you leave early." Zhao Jin arrogantly Said.

One of the people following Zhao Jin pretended to be arrogant and raised his head arrogantly: "Do you hear clearly? This is our boss Zhao. Here, you all have to listen to boss Zhao."

There was sudden silence in the bedroom.

Zhao Jin laughed: "They're all cowards."

No one dared to defy him, and the silence in the dormitory gave Zhao Jin a feeling of "I am the only one". He swayed and walked in front of Tong Ming, and put his foot on the wheelchair under Tong Ming: "Hey, disabled, since disabled Don't stand in the way here."

The wheelchair under Tong Ming moved: "I'm sorry."

No one understands the principle of being wise and protecting one's life. Tong Ming received sympathetic looks from several people, but she didn't hear anyone say that.

The night passed quietly, and this night in this large dormitory for 50 people was very peaceful.

[-] F-level colleges, [-] people will be wiped out next month. No one knows how many people will be left in this dormitory. More importantly, even if they barely stay in the first month, there will be a second one. month, the third month.

The summoner who summoned the high-level mechs was thinking about how to graduate, but they were thinking about how to survive for one more month. As for graduation, it has almost become a default thing for summoners below C level to make up the numbers in the Federal Academy.

The next day was the opening ceremony for freshmen. Thousands of people stood on the playground, which was particularly shocking. Oles pushed a wheelchair through the crowd, listening to the people around him who talked without hesitation.

Passerby A: "This time of year is more lively."

Passer-by B: "Yes, next we will see these students leave sadly one by one. It really hurts."

Passer-by C: "Your expression isn't sad, it's obviously gloating."

Passer-by B: "Go, I'm not so wicked. It's just that these people are here to make up the numbers. What's the point of staying here? What I'm worried about is that some students will compete with us for the few graduation places."

Passerby A: "Yeah, when will we graduate? I'm tired of seeing this kind of scene every six months."

Passerby C: "Okay, we will only be able to see the battle between S-rank and S-rank today, hurry up and take a seat, if you don't go, it will be too late."

The three left in a hurry, Tong Ming looked around, and sure enough, many students who didn't look like freshmen ran in, and at the farthest point of sight, a huge screen hung in the middle, and there were two ten-meter-high machines in the screen. A stood opposite each other, and a lot of people had already surrounded the bottom of the screen.

"Oles, let's not go in."

A person in a wheelchair has the same fate of being crushed when squeezed into a crowd, just as short people cannot stand among tall ones.

Oles stopped in his tracks: "Okay, master."

Tong Ming raised her head slightly. Although she was a little away from the screen, the angle was just right.

There are two mechas on the screen, both with S written on their lower abdomen, one is red and the other is black, the former is domineering, the latter is restrained, two completely different auras, but even if you look at it from a distance, Tong Ming was still shocked by the aura of the two mechas. This is the magic of power. Those two mechas seemed to have the power to open up the world, moving like thunder.

There are numbers in the upper right corner of the screen that are counting down, and there are still 2 minutes left. In the next time, Tong Ming watched helplessly as the crowd in front of him gradually increased, layer by layer, layer by layer, from Tong Ming's sight, I can only see the heads one by one, but the color on the top of the head is different, colorful and really beautiful.

"[-]..."

"[-]..."

"[-]..."

"[-]..."

The mechanical female voice announced the countdown with a short and calm tone. The original noise in front suddenly disappeared, and the people who were crowded and wanted to rush forward also stopped moving forward. Looking at the big screen not far away.

"[-]..."

"[-]..."

"[-]..."

The red mecha suddenly moved at this moment, rushing towards the black mecha with lightning speed, and the big knife in his hand slashed down from top to bottom, which meant to chop Huashan with great force.

The crowd in front of them all let out a neat inhalation sound, just for a moment, everyone seemed to have integrated into the atmosphere of the battle, put themselves on the battlefield, and worried about the black mecha.

It was getting closer, getting closer, and this knife seemed to be able to hit the black mecha in an instant, splitting it in half.

"Zheng..." The sound of the clanging of iron tools came from the screen, piercing the eardrums, and many people seemed to have lost their hearing for a while.

The same is true for Tong Ming, he raised his hand and patted his ears, as if the echoes were still echoing in his ears, even so far away, let alone the group of people in front.

When everyone was in a daze, the battle between the red and black S-class mechas also entered a fierce state of back and forth. Often when one side was about to hit the other side, the other side would catch it, and the other side would catch it. The thunderous action will be interrupted soon, and the whole game is full of dangers, and the audience feels the urgency of the war every moment.

"Okay!" There were bursts of applause from the crowd, it seemed that in the minds of the group of people, only the word "good" was left, and no one knew exactly what this word said to the mecha.

Tong Ming has also been paying attention to the progress of the game. He looks forward to winning, he hopes to see a counterattack, and he hopes to see every reversal. He never knew that he had always had such a passionate heart. Heart, his heartbeat is accelerating, his hands are gradually clenched into fists, it doesn't matter who the red and black mecha wins in the end, what matters is the process, the process of this exciting match.

"Oh, I'm late, there are a lot of people inside." A voice full of regret rang in Tong Ming's ear.

Tong Ming looked away from the screen and turned to look at the people around him. He didn't expect that he was still an acquaintance.

Luo Fan also saw Tong Ming, his eyes lit up: "It's you, I'm really sorry that day, I accidentally bumped into you and haven't apologized yet, but I can explain to you."

Tong Ming smiled slightly: "No need to explain, I don't blame you, if you want to watch the game, you can go and watch it."

Luo Fan looked at the picture of the sea of ​​people in the distance, couldn't help but shudder, then looked at Tong Ming who was sitting leisurely in the wheelchair: "Why don't you go over?"

Tong Ming shook her head: "I think it's good to be here, and I don't look like I should be squeezed into the crowd. If it were you, I would be able to squeeze in." The implication is that I hope Luo Fan can get in sooner. Leaving from him, he didn't want to chat with this young master of the Luo family at all.

It's a pity that Tong Ming's thoughts were not conveyed to Luo Fan at all: "Then I won't be crowded, there are so many people, it's good to have a look here, and you don't need to look up so tired."

Tong Ming had no choice but to drive Luo Fan away, but she didn't intend to chat with him.

"By the way, my name is Luo Fan, what's your name?"

"Child tea."

"Tong Ming?" Luo Fan scratched his head, "Hey, this name sounds very familiar, Tong Ming, Tong Ming, by the way, you are the crippled second young master of the Tong family." As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to be aware of it too. Something is wrong, "I'm sorry, I just blurted out after hearing too much, I didn't expect you to be from the Tong family?"

Tong Ming shook his head: "It's okay." He already has immunity to such words.

"Speaking of which, we met each other when we were young, but I don't have any memories. After that, I heard all kinds of rumors about you. By the way, you were at the summoning platform last time. Did you see that white light? ? Did you see who came out under the white light? I heard it was an F-class mecha? But the mecha coming out of such a powerful white light must be very powerful. I bumped into you in a hurry that day just to find that person. The person was not found, and you disappeared when you came back, you just said that you don't blame me, right?"

Tong Ming slightly turned her head to look at Luo Fan: "Master Luo, if you don't watch the game, the game will be over."

Suddenly, Luo Fan clenched his right fist and tapped his left palm: "That's right, the game is more important, so I won't tell you more. The view here is not very good. I'll find a better place to watch the game."