Wolf Cub [Interstellar]

Punch, strike, leap, dodge.

The tips of his hair were soaked with sweat, his eyelashes were soaked, drooping in front of his dark eyes, his high nose was as bright as jade, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Through the combat glasses that come with the helmet, aim at the direction of the F-class smart mech, and the laser weapon equipped with the combat armor is ready, and it blasts over with a single shot.

Lin Zaishui has only one goal in his eyes, and that is to win!

He knew that in the face of low-level smart mechs, high mental power had no advantage.

So what he has to do is to observe, find out the flaws, and kill him with one blow!

The laser was aimed at the core brain of the F-class smart mecha.

That's where their main program is, their fatal point——

Lin Zaishui's eyes were full of confidence, he clenched his fingers and pulled the weapon.

In the huge combat zone, the mechanical voice reported the result word by word.

[Lin Zaishui successfully challenged the F-class smart mech]

The gates of the combat zone were opened for him.

Lin Zaishui walked to the exit and stopped silently.

He lowered his head, beads of sweat trickled down his fair cheeks, turned on the personal communicator with one hand, and scanned the application for the E-class smart mech challenge on the screen at the door.

Then walk back to the center of the combat zone.

What was waiting for him was a line of familiar words that appeared in front of him.

[E-level smart mecha: 0/2]

……

The transfer student from the Combat Department entered the smart mecha area and hasn't come out for a long time.

After completing a set of physical training in the training hall, several boys in the mecha control department looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What happened to that man just now, he went in for so long and didn't come out."

"Is something wrong??"

"I'd say that those in the mind control department should not overestimate their capabilities. Although he has passed the physical test, he has never actually fought in real combat. He is looking for death by running to challenge the smart mecha alone. If he is injured, even carry him to the infirmary." Nobody!"

"Hiss, don't say such sarcastic remarks, why don't you go in and have a look?"

"Go and have a look," Nie Feichen said, "Maybe he just used it for a long time."

The viewing platform in the smart mecha area is still empty, only two figures overlap in the central combat area.

Everyone had just walked up to the highest point of the viewing platform and overlooked the combat zone, when they suddenly felt a small afterimage flashing past in front of them.

That vigorous figure jumped onto the mechanical arm of the smart mecha, and the slender hand used all its strength to make the scimitar stuck on the raised mechanical structure of the mecha arm, and the whole person swung upwards.

"This is him?? Am I not mistaken?!"

"I rely on it, so strong."

"Maybe it's because he's challenging an F-level smart mecha, a mecha that can be defeated by a first-year rookie. It's unresponsive, and its attack is weak..."

The boy hadn't finished speaking when Lin Zaishui's scimitar pierced into the mecha's core, twisted it around, and screwed the entire mecha to pieces.

The sound of machinery spread throughout the venue.

[Lin Zaishui successfully challenged the C-level smart mecha]

There was silence all around, and everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.

Grade C?

In front of them, the smart mech whose core brain was dug out is C-level? ?

He challenged directly from F-level to C-level just now? ? ?

Lin Zaishui took off the matching helmet of the combat armor, held it in front of his chest with one hand, and shook his hair. The light from the top of his head fell on the tip of the hair, revealing a shiny brown color.

He walked out of the combat zone, ready to go to the armor room and take off the heavy equipment.

Unexpectedly, he met several pairs of hot eyes, even the well-informed Nie Feichen gave him a friendly look.

Lin Zaishui: "...?"

Hello everyone.

What's up.

The mecha control department didn't speak, and Lin Zaishui was speechless for a long time.

Seeing that they didn't intend to come over to talk to them, he closed his eyes and walked towards the armor room on his own.

Faintly heard a sound coming from behind: "Fuck, awesome."

The process for Lin Zaishui to take off his battle armor was not easy. The used weapons had to be checked automatically so as not to affect the use of the next challenger.

He dawdled and tossed around in the armor room for a dozen or 10 minutes.

He had no idea that those people outside were talking about him.

"Why hasn't Lin Zaishui come out yet? A 10-minute rest should be enough. I'm still waiting to see him continue to challenge the B-level."

"How can it be so fast to replenish the ammunition of the weapon."

"Wait a minute, they might have high-end tactical plans for B-level smart mechs, and it won't be so easy to win."

Nie Feichen recalled the moment when he stepped onto the viewing platform.

The vigorous posture and agile skills, the sharp blade and the steady position are fundamentally a level that even the senior students of the combat department may not be able to achieve.

He said something in his heart, it might really be that easy for Lin Zaishui to win.

This group of people in the mecha control department thought that Lin Zaishui's entry into the armor room was just a short rest.

But at the end, I saw him come out relaxed.

They were stunned.

Lin Zaishui was wearing a combat uniform, the buttons were fastened to the top in a low-key manner, and the small badge of the combat department on his chest shone brightly, looking handsome.

He glanced at the group of people standing outside the armored room, was stunned for two seconds, paused, then turned and walked towards the main hall of the training hall.

"Hey, wait," those people suddenly stopped him, "Aren't you going to challenge the B-level smart mecha?"

When Lin Zaishui heard this call, his eyebrows moved, and he turned around and said two words: "No."

His waist and legs are sore and his wrists are sore from the beating, and it will take at least two days before he can continue.

Anyway, the validity period of the application lasts for one week, so there is no rush at this time.

What Lin Zaishui didn't know was that after he left, those people were dumbfounded.

"In one afternoon, from F-level to C-level, what kind of perverted ability is required to do it. It is impossible for the smart mech to give him special treatment just because of his good-looking face."

"Wen Yang said before that he had never touched a smart mecha before, so he dared to challenge Shao Ze to see who would defeat the A-level smart mech faster," another person touched his nose, "I see Wen Yang and his It’s because you can’t eat grapes and say grapes are sour.”

"Wow, the NO.1 combat system is about to change hands??"

"Sooner or later! Hey, I thought he would really continue to kill the B-level, so he just left. Could it be that he didn't want to fight when he saw us coming?"

Nie Feichen looked at this group of people with a helpless smile: "Did you forget that most people can't even beat C-level, let alone directly challenge from F-level to C-level. I really think he can open it, even if he has strength and physical strength. It's reached the limit."

He himself is a person who has successfully challenged the B-level smart mecha, and he knows that even if it is only a C-level, it can kill half the life of a second-year student.

Lin Zaishui's ability to directly rise up in a short period of time has proved that his strength is far above the C-level smart mecha.

Hearing Nie Feichen's words, the rest of the people were collectively silent.

Sorry, I forgot.

These people in the mecha control department don't know how Lin Zaishui successfully challenged the four levels of FEDC smart mechas.

But their minds are full of the last scene they saw on the viewing platform, and their blood surges as soon as they think about it.

The scimitar was sharp, hooking the huge mechanical arm.

The thin body swayed and flipped into the air.

Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, he spun it around with all his strength, completely crippling the mech.

Then the system broadcast sounded, and when they all thought it was an F-class smart mecha, it told them that it was a C-class smart mecha.

So shocking.

In just one day, Lin Zaishui changed from a rookie who had just finished his physical fitness test to a prodigy who defeated a FEDC-level smart mech in an afternoon. This incident spread throughout the Combat Academy.

No matter how badly Lin Zaishui's classmates from the Combat Department would think, although he had never challenged an intelligent mech in the training hall, he had persisted in training for several years.

When Nie Feichen personally admitted Lin Zaishui's feat of prying open the core brain of the C-level mecha, everyone's first reaction was not to believe it—if you say you won the battle, you will admit it, and no one will believe it if you pry the core brain.

Only those mech controllers who witnessed the process with their own eyes sighed, saying that the newcomers in other departments are monsters, so terrifying.

Now they can watch the excitement, and when the academy holds a joint competition in a while, the overall score of the combat department will definitely soar.

Lin Zaishui only cared about adding points for himself.

After leaving the training hall that day, he boarded the personal communicator and looked at the accumulated points.

It was 17/108 before the challenge.

31/108 after the challenge.

Still, high-level smart mechs are worth a lot of money.

He calculated in his mind that if he could successfully defeat the B-level and A-level smart mechs, his score would become 61/108.

Very nice personal score.

Lin Zaishui walked into the school cafeteria. He was tired of drinking the nutritional supplements, so he came here occasionally for a change.

He was about to find a seat by the window, but he saw Shao Ze, Yang Feifan and Nie Feichen sitting at the table two steps forward.

Nie Feichen was the first to see him, and he waved his hand very familiarly: "Come and sit together, we just have a seat here."

Lin Zaishui was about to refuse, when he saw Shao Ze suddenly glanced at Nie Feichen: "Why did you ask him?"

Lin Zaishui changed his mind: "Okay, thank you."

Shao Ze: "..."

When he can't see that Lin Zaishui obviously wants to leave?

Yang Feifan also saw that the two were competing in secret again, and couldn't help but whispered to Shao Ze: "Brother Shao, you didn't pull him into the class? I thought your relationship had improved."

Shao Ze said casually: "It seems that he is pitiful and ignored."

After he finished speaking, Lin's combat boots clicked lightly on the ground when he sat down in the water.

Shao Ze's eyelids twitched and he clicked his tongue.

Nie Feichen pretended not to see the confrontation between the two, and grabbed Lin Zaishui's attention with one sentence: "Did you also apply to challenge the A-level smart mecha this week?"

Lin Zaishui said yes lightly, and Shao Ze looked away.

"So..." Nie Feichen smiled, "So what they said is true, you and Shao Ze made a war letter?"

Lin Zaishui lowered his head and checked the dishes he wanted, and said after a meal, "Of course it's fake."

Lin Zaishui told Nie Feichen that it was their misrepresentation, and he only went to the training hall to add personal points.

After saying that, he looked at Shao Ze again.

On this matter, the two reached a consensus last time.

No matter what others say, they know in their hearts that challenging the A-level smart mecha is their own business.

Yang Feifei let out an "oh", lightly bumped Shao Ze's elbow, and a leg under the table trembled: "It seems that Brother Shao, your status in the eyes of your roommates is not high enough."

Shao Ze glanced at his elbows and legs under the table: "Your skin is itchy, why are you shaking?"

Yang Feifan sat down quickly, and Nie Feichen laughed.

During the meal, Nie Feichen and Lin Zaishui were basically chatting, talking about how he used mind control in his previous majors, and talking about his amazing performance in the training hall.

Nie Feichen asked him why he changed his major.

Lin Zaishui said that he wanted to join the Imperial Guard.

"Imperial Guard?" Nie Feichen was slightly taken aback, "Isn't the mind control department also allowed to join the army?"

Lin Zaishui paused with his fingertips, without changing his face, he said, "I have a problem with my mental strength, and I cannot join the army as a mind control soldier."

The school doctor Qi En told him after a test that he suffers from mind control dependence, and he can do whatever he wants in the future, except that he cannot join the army as a mind control person.

Lin didn't know about this until the end of the semester, and he never mentioned it to others, but there was no need to hide it.

Now that you've asked, tell them.

The three looked at him in unison.

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to continue, Nie Feichen was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly brought the topic back to the normal track: "It's not a loss to turn around, you are very suitable for the combat department, and well...you can get in touch with Shao Ze more, yes It will be very helpful for you to go to the Imperial Guard in the future."

Lin Zaishui thought this sentence again, and the instructor of the practical training class also said the same.

He followed the pole and asked, "Because his physical fitness is close to that of a werewolf?"

"How do you know?" Nie Feichen smiled, "I have practiced with him, and I have also fought against real werewolves. Comparing him with werewolves, the strength, speed, and some reactions during battle cannot be said to be very similar. , can only be said to be exactly the same.”

Lin Zaishui was a little curious.

But Shao Ze quickly stopped him from thinking this way, and turned his eyes sideways: "I advise you not to even think about using me to practice your hands."

Lin Zaishui didn't force it: "It's not very necessary."

Shao Ze found that Lin Zaishui had no interest in this matter.

He watched Lin Zaishui quietly fork a piece of red fruit, his competitive spirit was suddenly lifted, and he said "Hey":

"Forget it, it's not impossible. Make an appointment and challenge the A-level together. It will be faster than solving the A-level. Whoever wins the most can ask the other party to do one thing."

"As long as you can win, I will be your training partner unconditionally, at least until the end of this semester."

As soon as Shao Ze said this, Yang Feifei was drinking water and sprayed it in a face-saving way.

His face was panicked: "Brother, think twice! If you lose, they just want you to run naked for [-] meters around the playground!"

Shao Ze's sharp eyebrows immediately raised: "Yang Feifei, think it through before you speak. Why didn't I let him run naked for [-] meters around the playground?"

Yang Feifei was stunned for a moment, and said without thinking: "This is not appropriate, why are you doing this kind of thing that benefits the people..."

The nervous dialogue between the two has overturned Lin Zaishui's perception of them.

The way he looked at Shao Ze became a bit like looking at a pervert, and his voice became colder and numb: "It's okay to compete, but if you want to make that kind of request, I won't do it, and I will win you."

"Also," Lin Zaishui said, "I don't need a partner either."

Shao Ze's face became very colorful: "..."

Yang Feifan shouldn't be allowed to let himself go.

Also, Lin Zaishui is an idiot, thinking he is that kind of person.

He had nothing to say: "Lin Zaishui, feel your conscience and tell me that you have lived with me for half a month. Do you think I will be such a person?"

Seeing his posture, Lin Zaishui paused while pinching the strawberry with his fingers.

He was looking at Shao Ze now, and the strawberry was half a finger away from his lips. The bright red color covered his lips, and he stuffed them in after a pause of two seconds.

Then he didn't follow the routine at all: "No touch."

When Shao Ze met his face, a thread snapped in his head.

I almost forgot which sentence I asked just now.

He suddenly remembered Wen Yang's ambiguous expression "Yes, she looks so pretty", and Lin Zaishui's words "I'm afraid you'll plot against me".

Shao Ze gave a light fuck.

It's all because of that idiot Wen Yang who left it there that day.