I have no pheromones, you smelled wrong

Walking in front of the silver mech again, this time, Little Pullman did not directly reach out to him, but kept a certain social distance, and first sent a dialogue request to the player Unnamed through the game system.

His father was extremely jealous when he met his enemy, but he had no enmity with the child, how could he bully him?

Lin Xu watched the silver moon sword driving the mecha stop in front of him, as if it had been suspended, and asked Heinrich suspiciously: "Is this game a turn-based game?"

"No, after entering the map, both sides can move according to their own strategic layout, what's wrong?"

"My opponent is a little strange." Lin Xu replied, "It's okay, don't worry about me."

Little Pullman kept refreshing the interface, but the other party did not reply for a long time. He sent another friend request and looked up at the initial setup mecha standing on the rolling yellow sand Gobi. Under the high temperature, the external condensation system of LH798 started to work. The air valve at the back waist opens to release water vapor.

For some reason, the simple and cold initial mecha on the opposite side moved its left arm and retreated at a slight angle. Little Pullman suddenly felt a sense of crisis for no reason. The fighting consciousness honed in several actual combat training made Little Pullman Man subconsciously took a step aside.

The next moment, the mechanical right fist of the silver-white mecha swung out, as fast as lightning. If Little Pullman hadn't dodged that punch just now, this punch would have hit the cockpit precisely and swiftly!

He even turned on the power booster!

Pullman Jr. would not have doubted that the force of the punch would turn the cockpit into a muddy mess.

But the blow to his right shoulder still didn't feel good. The little Pullman coughed and climbed up to lower the pain level. At this moment, the silver-white mecha rushed straight to him, supported by his right foot, and bent his left foot to touch the belly of the dark blue mecha. The moment he lost control of the movement, he grabbed his arm and gave him a severe over-the-shoulder throw.

Little Pullman was thrown to the ground. Seeing the silver-white mecha straddling behind him, holding a lightsaber, about to pierce the cockpit, he raced against time to activate the maximum power high-energy ray cannon, enough to burn the mecha in front of him to ashes.

The focused ray cannon illuminated the silver-white mecha, and Little Pullman could vaguely see the figures in the cockpit. Before he could open his eyes to see more clearly, a burst of darkness hit his eyes.

"You are dead, the game is over, and the result of the battle is being calculated."

Drenched in sweat, he fell back into his equipment room, dressed heavily, and the old Pullman had a sullen face, as if he had been sitting here for a while.

It seems that he also lost.Little Pullman thought deeply.

"Results of the battle: Sword of the Silver Moon, Snow Wolf died and out, Destroyed Dragon, Unnamed survived, our side lost."

"He's still alive?" Little Pullman expected his own death to be out, but how could the close-range high-energy ray bombardment harvest a mecha, how could the unnamed man still be alive?

"look by youself."

The old Pullman called up the battle video and dragged the progress bar to the end.

In the eternal day under the four suns, the black and white mech baptized by artillery fire landed from the sky, with the flames of the snow wolf mecha crashing behind it, and it walked towards the silver and white mech with a body of gunpowder smoke.

The silver-white mecha is holding its lightsaber high, about to pierce the opponent's cockpit. The opponent's high-energy ray cannon is aimed at the silver-white mecha and will be fired within half a second. An unreasonable and unreasonable movement—he swung his sword and cut off his right arm!

When the thick mechanical right arm began to fall, the high-energy ray cannon shot out, and the high-energy ray directly penetrated and melted the mechanical arm, and the shock wave generated threw the thick mechanical arm to the sky. The energy sword fell clangingly, shattering the protective layer of the dark blue mecha, and penetrated into the cockpit and the core of the mecha.

The core function was interrupted, the action of the dark blue mecha was disordered for a few seconds, the eye indicator light went out, and the player was out of the game.

The tail light of the fierce and domineering light blue ray cannon streaked across the side of the silver-white mecha, only causing slight damage to the main body of the mecha.

The black and white mecha walked to the silver and white mecha without haste, and helped the shaky mecha to stand up. He seemed to know the amazing response ability of the silver and white mecha, and he was not worried about the critical moment just now.

The video ends.

"Son, it's not like you don't have a chance to turn defeat into victory." Pullman said slowly, his voice became majestic and steady. At this moment, he was speaking as a general who has experienced many battles, "After the unnamed first punch , why is your reaction two seconds slower?"

"I didn't expect him to attack suddenly, and I'm turning down the pain value."

"Well. When he raised his sword at you?"

"The high-energy ray cannon is charging."

Pullman thought for a while, "Are you using maximum power?"

"Yes, father."

"You miss too many opportunities, and that's why you fail."

Little Pullman frowned: "I don't understand."

"You shouldn't spend time lowering the pain value. The real mecha doesn't have this function. It's what it feels like. If you want to be comfortable, don't use the mecha."

"But, but..."

Pullman Jr. still wanted to argue, but his father said again: "Do you think Unnamed has lowered the pain value? All his data are brand new, and he didn't even have time to change his screen name, and I'm afraid he hasn't adjusted 50.00% of the system settings." pain value."

Little Pullman opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound. He remembered Unnamed's crisp and sharp sword when he cut off his arm. After that sword, he continued to attack without hesitation, fierce and decisive, without a trace of trembling.

Is he not afraid of pain?

"And your full-power high-energy ray cannon..."

"I understand, I shouldn't turn on the full power, I should think that the other party didn't turn off the pain value."

Pullman was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his son felt that he had to take care of the other party's feelings. He smiled: "You shouldn't be dazzled by anger and fear, and you shouldn't use full power. At this distance, three-pointers One of the powers is enough to kill the enemy mecha, and the charging time will be shortened by more than half, and the battle situation will not be like it is now."

Little Pullman looked up at his father in surprise.

Pullman said: "Winning or losing in battle is nothing more than who seizes the opportunity. You haven't learned enough, but he is proficient in it. The unfamiliarity with the game is just an illusion that is not worth mentioning.

"It's time for me to take back what I said before. How could the unnamed one be the junior of the Destroyer Dragon? They are evenly matched, at least they should be friends, or even comrades-in-arms. There are not many people in the empire with such an excellent fighting consciousness. I'm a little curious about who these two are."

After breaking away from the map, Lin Xu returned to the equipment room, stepped off the mecha, and moved his right arm up and down in a circle. Both mental manipulation and teleportation control will cause the mecha damage to the driver to a certain extent, so that the driver can make more adjustments. Quick and accurate battle judgment, but the price is pain.

Heinrich walked up to him, put his palm on Lin Xu's right shoulder, and rubbed it gently in a circular motion. During the battle, the lightsaber cut off the entire right arm from this place.

Lin Xu froze for a moment, and opened his mouth to say, "I'm fine."

But as soon as he uttered the word "I", Heinrich continued: "I know."

I know that nothing can make you care, not even the most immediate pain.

"Mecha damage is reflected on the mental level, and it is most real during the progressing stage. The pain will subside after leaving the mecha, but there are also some mecha masters who cannot adjust their consciousness and have symptoms of phantom pain. Therefore, it is best to feel the pain for the first time. Let it dissipate as soon as possible afterwards, and it will not be easy to commit it again in the future."

Lin Xu didn't speak, and Heinrich was also silent, rubbing his right shoulder silently.

At this moment, there was only some soreness and pain left in his right shoulder. Through a thick layer of combat uniform, Lin Xu could still feel the warmth from Heinrich's palm, the warm package.

But if you ask if it's useful - Lin Xu is hard to say.

Heinrich seemed to regard him as a piece of fragile porcelain, and he didn't dare to use heavy hands at all, making people feel like a cat's tail scratching someone, if there is nothing.

After a while, Lin Xu chose the latter between asking Heinrich to focus his hand and telling him to stop. He asked politely, "Where shall we go next?"

When he said this, he turned his head to look at Heinrich. Heinrich was lowering his head, and the heat from his breath swept over Heinrich's drooping eyelids, seeming to lift his eyelashes.

The avatar in the game can talk and breathe, but it doesn't show the pheromone smell of the original body. Without the involvement of sweet aroma, Heinrich clearly felt the current-like numbness on both sides of his jaw.

Heinrich raised his eyelids slightly, and Lin Xu's beautifully shaped lips came into his vision.

Lin Xu's set image looks much healthier than the real him, his skin color is slightly darker, no longer sickly pale, and his lips are also bloody, dry and soft.