Mysterious journey

Touching the crescent moon in his pocket, he quickly wrote the assessment application in the personal information below.

‘Nonosiwa Lin, applies for assessment of the first-level magneto-optical cannon. ’

The magneto-optical cannon uses shells made of metal with extremely high magnetic force as weapons to bombard them at high speed to achieve the special strategic purpose of killing metal mechas. It is a very targeted long-range attack method. But because of its extremely strong recoil, it is naturally difficult to control the accuracy.

"As long as you reach Level 5 of the five disciplines, you are eligible to apply to learn professional tactics in advance!" Nonosiwa murmured in a low voice, his heart burning.

Each of the professional tactics is a powerful experience summary derived from generations of research and exploration. It is a powerful technique calculated by combining various essence techniques with the most advanced optical brain. Even those legendary inherited tactics are all evolved versions developed on this basis.

Now that consciousness mechas have been popular for hundreds of years, countless tactics to train consciousness have been continuously spread. In terms of controlling mechas, they have almost reached the pinnacle.

The Home Star Federation and the Galactic Alliance have evolved their experience in this area to the extreme in their war against the Fenites for thousands of years.

Various types of consciousness each carry their own unique imprints and abilities. They emerge in batches and are eliminated again and again. What remains until now is the most essential essence.

Every time Nonosiwa recalled this magnificent history, he felt an uncontrollable desire and impulse in his heart. It is said that there is even the strongest mecha in the battle, which can single-handedly turn the tide of the entire war, which is a miracle!

He held the crescent moon tightly in his pocket.

"I have this, I can definitely pass the test easily!" He was extremely confident in this crescent moon that he accidentally obtained. His love and enthusiasm for mechas also made him choose to join the ranks of studying mechas without hesitation.

Originally, he only had ordinary talents and qualifications, but it was this crescent moon that allowed him to cross several stages step by step and successfully squeeze into the Black Disk Academy.

Yueya has an automatic control mecha that assists him in controlling battles. As long as it is kept close to his body, it can provide strong control and help.

It automatically calculates the shooting trajectory and automatically controls and avoids movement. This is simply a naked plug-in component!

Xu Songnu adjusted the web page, and he began to carefully check various information related to the assessment.

He believed that with Little Crescent Moon by his side, he would be able to pass the test easily.

Nonosiwa was born in a very ordinary family. Both of his parents were ordinary company employees with average salaries. The tuition at Black Disk Academy was very expensive, and he had to pay a large deposit to avoid compensation if the training mecha was damaged.

So in order for him to go to college, the two of them had to save money and borrow money everywhere to collect the tuition and security deposit. They also had to pay back a large amount of interest on the bank loan every month.

In this society, going to college is extremely expensive. In order to help his brother succeed in the future, his younger siblings gave him the opportunity to go to college, even though they both had excellent grades.

He has also become the family's only hope. Outside, the family is proud to have him as an older brother, so much so that even when eating non-artificial meat at home, they have to let his brother eat enough before eating it.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a knock on the door.

"What are you doing?" Nonosiwa was concentrating on reading the information and was very impatient to be interrupted.

"Nono, your universal points for this month have been put into your card." came the voice of his father Rondo.

"Got it!" Nonosiwa's tone softened slightly. He signed up for the assessment just when he needed money, and he also happened to be short of money to buy something he valued a few days ago.

Father Rondo coughed a few times and left to rest.

Nonosiwa stood up, walked to the door, opened the door and took a look. On the stool next to the door, there was a white card with blue electronic numbers faintly flashing on it.

He picked it up and wiped it with his finger, and suddenly several numerical changes flashed on the card.

"Why is it so small?!?" Nono's face suddenly changed, "How can I get enough for such a small amount!!?" He glanced at his parents' room, his expression ugly.

Bang!

Slamming the door hard, Nono returned to the computer angrily.

He is not willing to give in! Compared with those classmates, his family background is not generally poor, and even those classmates are much better off than him.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Families that have access to mechas are naturally not bad. There are too few students like him who jump into the dragon gate by chance.

boom

Suddenly there was a burst of thunder outside, the thunder was rolling and the window lattice rattled slightly.

At the window, the black curtains were blown up by the wind, blocking Nono's eyes and clinging directly to his body.

"It's so windy." He quickly stood up and closed the window.

Whoosh!

A bit of black light suddenly flew in from the window, and rushed into the room from the angle where he was blocked by the curtains. It suddenly stuck to him and disappeared.

"What bug?" Nono was startled. He closed the window and took a closer look at himself. He seemed to feel something hit him just now, it seemed to be a small bug.

After checking up and down and finding nothing, he returned to his seat and sat down again.

But the strange thing is that he himself didn't notice that a trace of small blood vessels appeared faintly on his face, covering his face like a blood-red network, which was very scary.

Nono just stared at the computer screen intently without any distraction.

Fortunately, the bloodshot streaks on his face only lasted for a short while before disappearing into the skin again.

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The next day, the basic training ground of Black Pan Academy

In the black sand field, two gray humanoid mechas stood facing each other, with red lights flashing around them, which were surveillance detectors.

Surrounded by red light, the two mechas looked unusually calm.

He looks like a fat gray man with a big belly, and there are snorting sounds from behind him from time to time.

The mecha is more than five meters tall, and there is a faint glass window in the metal belly in the middle. You can see that there is a boy of seventeen or eighteen sitting inside.

"Today's fifth assessment, get ready!" A bearded man shouted loudly at the edge of the venue. He was wearing a green peaked cap and had dark skin. He looked weather-beaten and was in his thirties or forties. He was tall, burly and powerful. .

Standing next to the man were a dozen young people of the same age of seventeen or eighteen, including both men and women, all of whom were wearing the uniforms of the Black Pan Academy.

"Shooting training protection has been activated. Unrelated personnel are asked to exit the dangerous area of ​​the venue." A sweet mechanical female voice echoed above the venue.

The man glanced at the students inside the two mechas.

"There are disability standards for the formal assessment, so be careful." He said loudly, his voice full of anger.

Seeing the two people in the mecha making no problem gestures, he nodded. Raise your hands high, and then swipe downwards.

"start!"

Woo.

Two dull engine engine sounds were heard.

The two mechas on the field started almost at the same time, quickly pulled out a small gray-white pistol from behind, and pointed it at each other.

The bearded man next to him nodded and began to explain to the students around him.

"The action is good. Did you see the gray firearms in their hands? This is a reduced-scale magneto-optical cannon. Now it is just a simple magneto-optical gun. As a test, a real magneto-optical cannon is not needed, but although this magneto-optical gun does not have the same It has lethality, but it also simulates the recoil of a magneto-optical cannon, which is very cost-effective for training.”

The students beside him nodded repeatedly.

"Does the teacher think Nonosiwa can succeed in the assessment this time?" asked a girl with brown curly hair and an ordinary face and slightly dark skin.

"Mia, are you friends with him, right?" The teacher glanced at her, "This depends on his own performance, but the previous assessments were pretty good, and the chance of passing this time is very high."

"Nono is third in our class. I didn't expect that he is now in second grade and has started to apply for first-level subjects. It's really amazing." A boy next to Mia whispered,

"If you work hard, you will get there one day." The teacher smiled with satisfaction.

Before he finished speaking, two mechas on the field moved suddenly and fired at the same time.

Two red sparks flashed at the muzzle of the gun, but both mechas seemed to miss and missed each other. Instead, he was severely pushed back by the huge recoil force.

The two were like two gray beasts on the field, quickly moving in arcs to avoid the other side's possible aiming guns. For a while, the sky was filled with dust, and only the violent whine of the engine kept coming.

The magneto-optical bullets they fired, after missing, hit the field behind them directly in the air, and were immediately stopped by a transparent ripple barrier.

In a mecha, Nono Siwa held the joystick with a ferocious face, and the other hand quickly clicked the dense buttons on the console.

In contrast to the mecha's flexible dodging posture, his hand movements in controlling the mecha were not very fast at all. He did not control many of the movements at all, and the mecha dodged on its own.

At this time, there was a small silver-white crescent placed next to the mecha control console. The crescent moon glowed slightly with a layer of pale white light. It seemed that something was flashing inside it, and there was a vague clicking sound of parts grinding together. Voice.

"I have a trump card! Hahaha!!" Nonosiwa would become extremely irritable every time he sank into the mecha, which was completely different from his usual taciturn appearance. It was as if all his usual repression had burst out here.

The circular screen in front of him was shaking violently, and the mecha automatically avoided the shots of the other mecha.

The third time he fired, the accuracy was much better than the first two times. Nono had a look of satisfaction on his face. But controlling the mecha with consciousness has cost him a lot. Conscious control combined with manual assistance from the console is also the most popular control method now.

But for him, the load is still very heavy. After all, the mecha moves and turns quickly, and the huge inertia generated must be borne by the driver himself.

He didn't notice at all that the crescent moon at his hand had cracks appearing as the mecha changed directions at high speed. The temperature inside it is getting higher and hotter.