LRAB Chapter 81 Registration, Official Mech Pilot!
Chapter 81 Registration, Official Mech Pilot!
"Double level 10? How is that possible!"
Wang Xing's pupils suddenly contracted.
A few days ago, on the arena of the Hundred Schools Competition, although he did not fight Sun Donglai in the intra-school competition, Sun Donglai's Qi and Blood were only around level eight at that time, and although his mecha had undergone transformation modifications, it had not yet reached level eight.
But now, only three days have passed.
In just three days, he crossed the critical levels of level eight and nine, and directly reached the double level ten, the limit for trainees!
This is completely contrary to the most basic laws of life evolution.
It's highly likely that he concealed and disguised his health and mecha level during the Hundred Schools Competition. At that time, his health and mecha level were at least level eight or higher.
As for how they were able to both break through level 10 in such a short time, there must be other secrets behind it.
Li Zhengyuan sighed, leaning wearily against the back of the rosewood chair, and took an encrypted holographic document from the drawer, handing it over:
"This was secretly obtained for you by Teacher Lü Yun through her personal connections at the Provincial Defense Bureau. Sun Donglai did indeed take an extreme path; he underwent distorted modifications."
"However, his mech mutation index was precisely controlled at 4.8%, just below the 5% red line of Star Alliance law. Procedurally, this falls under the category of 'legal special medical modification,' and no one can find fault with him."
"Legal distortion..."
Wang Xing took the document, looked at the rows of data emitting blue light, and sneered.
He knew all too well the cost of such forced growth. The power of the Abyss's vitality was fueled by nerve fibers and life force.
"This kind of forcibly elevated rank is definitely not based on a stable foundation." Wang Xing looked at the cell activity fluctuation chart on the report and said with certainty, "Moreover, what Sun Donglai showed to Tian Shuyi and the office is probably just the tip of the iceberg. He must be hiding a deeper and more dangerous secret than this prosthetic body."
"That's right, not only you, but also Teacher Lü Yun shares this view."
Li Zhengyuan put away the documents, his expression gradually becoming serious. He stood up and patted Wang Xing heavily on the shoulder:
"However, Wang Xing, these potential problems will naturally be investigated by the provincial admissions office's inspection team and the peacekeeping forces; they are not your concern right now. What you need to do now is to focus on yourself."
"Don't forget, you're currently the top combat prodigy in Chengdu's Hundred Schools Competition. For No. 2 High School, and even for the entire Chengdu leadership, nothing is more important than safely and smoothly nurturing you. Your only task is to maintain this form and make a stunning debut in the mecha college entrance examination in two weeks!"
Wang Xing felt a warmth in his heart and nodded in understanding.
In fact, he had already personally experienced this almost extravagant level of attention in the past two days.
Take his trip to the hospital yesterday to fuse the gel, and his subsequent surgery at the Abyss Defense Bureau today. Along the way, his extremely sharp spiritual perception, honed by the "Divine Tiger Treading the Abyss Technique" and his level 8.5 Qi and Blood tempering, allowed him to vaguely detect some unusual auras.
Those presences are faint and elusive, hidden in the shadows of street corners, atop towering signal towers, and even in the surveillance networks disguised as cleaning robots on the roadside.
It was a kind of covert protection that was so tight it was ingrained in the bones.
He had long been placed on the highest-level special protection list by the high-ranking officials of Chengdu and even the entire Sichuan province.
Last night, Wang Xing secretly asked Wang Yangming, a senior student who had been admitted to the First Mecha University, about this matter on the terminal.
Wang Yangming immediately sent a long string of "laughing" emojis:
[Wang Xing, put your mind at ease. This is totally normal! Back when I won first place in the Hundred Schools Competition, I modified my mecha overnight, and my rating jumped three levels. Good heavens, the entire Chengdu government was terrified, fearing assassination, and sent over thirty heavily armed police officers to escort me home. Even when my mom went to the market, the pork and tofu vendors next to her were disguised level 12 mecha pilots.]
Just treat them like free top-tier bodyguards, and focus on doing your best. In this world, a genius who can perfectly blend mecha and martial arts is the most valuable strategic resource.
Recalling his senior's teasing, Wang Xing grinned.
In this sci-fi, high-martial-arts era, where the city is surrounded by abysses and could be attacked by hordes of giant beasts at any moment, strength and value are the most reliable passports.
…………
back home.
Wang Xing locked the door, opened the terminal, and connected to the Beidou Yuan Universe.
Upon entering the virtual lobby, his first action was to engage in a one-on-one match.
He then devoted himself entirely to mastering the Taibai Heavy Blade.
The 71-kilogram heavy sword would be a burden on an ordinary mecha, but with Wang Xing's level 8.5 blood energy and the explosive power of "Divine Tiger Treading the Abyss," this weight is just right to bring out the overwhelming force of "Myriad Manifestations Prajna" to its fullest extent.
"Enable free matchmaking!"
[Beep. Match successful. Battlefield generated: Desert Ruins.]
The wind and sand howled.
The [Tiger Style] mech races through the virtual desert, its alloy feet stomping on the rubble with a piercing roar.
The opponent was a medium-sized assault mech named "Blood Wolf," painted in dark red, wielding a high-frequency vibrating chainsaw.
The other party clearly recognized Wang Xing's ID, and immediately sent a public voice message: "Yo, the top student from Chengdu's top 100 schools? Come on, let me see if you're a fake!"
"Blood Wolf" moved, its chainsaw sweeping across with a piercing shriek, leaving a crimson afterimage in the air.
Wang Xing didn't say anything.
The Tiger-type mech appeared, its Taibai Tiger-striped battle blade emitting a deep hum in its hand. The silver spine on the blade instantly transformed into a silver dragon awakening.
At the same time, he used a movement technique to quickly dodge to the side, his movements fluid and graceful.
Supported by his level 8.5 Qi and Blood, his nerve reaction speed had already surpassed the theoretical limit of this virtual machine. Every movement of his opponent seemed to be slowed down in his eyes.
"Too slow."
Wang Xing muttered to himself, a slight warmth emanating from the divine tiger microparticle on his right thumb. His blood and mecha energy, conducted through the Taibai Fusion Crystal, converged on the blade, forming a sharp edge interwoven with dark gold and bright silver.
"The Three Forms of Breaking the Army - Splitting the Mountain!"
Wang Xing controlled the mecha, his mechanical right hand swiftly gripping the hilt of the sword on his back.
There were no fancy moves, just a straight slash.
The flashing blades were like a waterfall!
The 71-kilogram Taibai Tiger-Striped Battle Blade, enhanced by the divine tiger particles, seemed to weigh over a thousand pounds, yet was as light as a feather. When the blade sliced through the air, it emitted a deep, rumbling sound similar to a tiger's roar.
The moment it touched the object, the "Divine Tiger Microparticle" inside the body vibrated violently. The surging blood energy flowed through the neuronal conduction bundles and transformed into a blade of dark gold and bright silver, tearing apart the sandstorm!
"Snap!"
The Blood Wolf mech's chainsaw snapped in two, and then the entire mech was cleaved in two from the cockpit, exploding into a shower of sparks.
[Battle Over! Winner: Wang Xing!]
[Rating: SS-tier (Instant Kill)]
Wang Xing exited the settlement and continued the matchmaking process.
In the second match, his opponent was a defensive "Iron Wall Fortress". He circled around to the back, broke the shield with three strikes, and pierced the heart with one strike.
In the third match, his opponent was a long-range sniper named "Falcon". He used his blood and qi perception to predict the trajectory of the bullets and rushed in during the gap of the opponent's third shot, beheading him with one strike.
The fourth game, the fifth game...
Complete victory.
He spent the entire night in intense combat.
Every swing of the blade, every overload defense, is forging this brand-new heavy sword into an extension of the skeleton of his own body.
After playing five matches, Wang Xing ended his matchmaking for the day.
"It's a pity Chen Mo still isn't online..."
Wang Xing felt a little regretful.
He chose to engage in matchmaking battles in the metaverse, partly to hone his skills and partly to try his luck against Chen Mo.
He vaguely felt that if he could fight Chen Mo again, he might be able to figure out some kind of operating logic of this distorted modification, which would help him better understand Sun Donglai, who had many connections with Chen Mo.
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The next morning.
Chengdu Mech Pilot Offline Office.
The lobby was rather quiet in the early morning, with an automated cleaning robot gliding silently across the polymer marble floor.
Back at the front desk, it was the same young female clerk from that day. She was tilting her head, dozing off while slurping her iced Americano.
"Knock knock".
Wang Xing walked to the counter and tapped the bulletproof glass twice with his fingers.
Good morning, teacher.
"Slurp—"
The clerk was startled awake by the typing, nearly spilling her coffee on the holographic keyboard. She wiped her mouth hastily, looked up somewhat annoyed, and froze upon seeing Wang Xing:
"It's you, Wang... Wang Xing?!"
"Why are you here again?"
The clerk rubbed his eyes, somewhat bewildered: "You reported your level 8.5 Qi and Blood the day before yesterday, didn't I process the review on the spot? What, did the system malfunction and you fail to report it?"
"No, teacher."
Wang Xing pointed somewhat embarrassedly to the heavy black metal cube (mecha folding box) at his feet:
"I'm here to register my mech at level eight and also to exchange it for a formal mech pilot certificate and badge."
"puff--!!"
The black coffee the clerk had just put in his mouth turned into a cloud of black mist without any doubt, and was completely consumed by the bulletproof glass next to him.
"Cough! Cough cough cough..."
She coughed violently, her eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets, staring intently at Wang Xing:
"What...what did you just say?! You just registered your Qi and Blood at level eight with me the day before yesterday! And today, you're telling me your mecha has also broken through to level eight?!"
The clerk was completely bewildered: "If I remember correctly, your mecha level was only 7.5 back then, right? It's already level 8?"
Her voice caused everyone in the queue in the hall to turn around and look at Wang Xing as if she were a monster.
"Please come with me to the testing room..." The receptionist's voice was a little unsteady.
…………
Two minutes later, Wang Xing stood in a testing room that was larger and more sophisticated than before.
The azure-blue Celestial Pivot detector cast down ring-shaped light curtains, heavily enveloping Wang Xing and the Mech Cube.
"Connect your mech projection data to the detection terminal. Don't be nervous, the Tian Shu instrument will directly read your transmission data."
The clerk patted the control panel from outside the glass, still looking somewhat incredulous.
Wang Xing remained calm, closed his eyes, and obediently allowed the blue light of the Tian Shu instrument to sweep over his entire body.
[Comprehensive evaluation of the Tian Shu instrument begins...]
[Reading physical body's Qi and blood spectrum: Level 8.5 (stable).]
[Mecha neural connectivity testing in progress: Tiger type (beast suit humanoid).]
[Neuron conduction efficiency measurement: Excellent (mythical resonance).]
[Reverse energy efficiency correction in progress... Mech overall energy level: 8.3.]
[System calculation complete. Citizen Wang Xing's energy level in both directions has surpassed the critical point for mech pilots, meeting the requirements of the Beidou Star Alliance.]
[Entering official mecha pilot files online...]
Looking at the glaring red "Pass" sign on the screen, and the clearly marked "Mech: 8.3", the hall fell silent for a moment, with only the hum of the instruments running.
Outside the glass, the clerk's hand holding the tablet began to tremble slightly.
Really.
It's seriously level 8.3!
One day, Qi Blood reaches level eight; one day, Mech reaches level eight.
"call--"
The clerk let out a long breath, and his previously somewhat irritable and tired face was instantly replaced by a kind of awe that was almost like looking at a monster.
No wonder it is the champion of the competition among 100 schools.
What is a genius?
This guy is a genius!
"Click".
The awarding platform beneath the Celestial Pivot slowly rose, and in the metal tray lay a dark red official identity certificate and an exquisite badge.
The badge is made entirely of heavy titanium alloy, with a roaring tiger engraved on the front. Two active conductive crystals emitting a ghostly blue light are inlaid in the tiger's eyes, and eight bright silver stars surround it.
Official Mech Pilot Badge!
Wang Xing stepped forward and solemnly took the heavy badge in his hand.
"Congratulations, mecha pilot, Wang Xing."
The clerk pushed open the door and entered, his previously casual demeanor now replaced by one of extreme solemnity, bowing slightly.
"The data has been successfully registered online, and the provincial admissions office's bonus point system should have been updated accordingly. From today onwards, you are no longer a reserve officer. You are a registered mech pilot under federal law, recorded by the Star Alliance. This badge represents your identity, your privilege, and your responsibility."
"Thank you, teacher." Wang Xing bowed politely.