Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation "Mm, since you put it that way, I have no choice but to work hard." The cheetah mecha operator answered very seriously, but Ling Lan did not know that, thinking that the other was just joking.
The cheetah mecha operator paused for a moment, and then sighed in admiration. "This time, your speed is faster than mine. I've been stuck at this point recently, unable to advance any further. My hand speed has already reached a limit, so I'm afraid I can only stop here." The cheetah mecha operator's voice was somewhat dejected — perhaps it was time for him to leave.
"Then train your hand speed," blurted out Ling Lan. After several months of tacit interaction, Ling Lan was very reluctant to see the other leave. However, just as she finished speaking, she became alert. When had she ever let her guard down around the other?
"Train my hand speed? How? "The cheetah mecha operator was equally shocked by Ling Lan's words, actually blurting out the question.
However, he quickly realised that his question was most likely a secret of the other's — how could he covet the other's training secrets? "Sorry, I asked too much."
"It's fine..." Ling Lan frowned internally. She actually felt a twinge of reluctance in her heart, as if not telling him was some sort of sin. What in the world was going on? If not for the fact that Ling Lan's mind was firm, she would probably have unwittingly told him the training method long ago.
"Little Four, do you sense anything wrong?" Ling Lan quickly called for Little Four to come to her rescue in her mind.
"No... it's very normal! Eh? What is this? What a strange mental wave... "exclaimed Little Four." It's actually synchronizing with Boss's real brainwave... wait, let me check my database, what does this mean? "
"Will it hurt me?" asked Ling Lan anxiously. She could not fall for it — the other was a dangerous evolved spectre.
Little Four had already found the data, and said somewhat gloatingly, "It's nothing much, just able to expand a certain good substance infinitely. For example, if you think he's not bad, in this case, you will think he's infinitely good. If you have a good impression of him, then this good impression will directly extend to the level of a close friend. If you have any feelings of love in your heart, hehe, Boss, then you'll be in trouble. You'll love him so much that you'll die for him. "
Little Four's words made Ling Lan roll her eyes at him. Was she that thirsty? Was her heart filled with love?
"Also, this ability can also weaken the existence of certain evil substances. For example, it can reduce the enemy's hatred, correct the negative views of others, and so on … Anyway, it's lovable!"
"He did it on purpose?" Ling Lan pulled a long face. If the other party deliberately used this ability, she would definitely reject him. Although she had a good impression of him, who knew if this was a product of this ability?
"No, this is his innate ability. Or rather, he doesn't know how to use it at all." Little Four rubbed his chin and smiled slyly. "Hehehe … because he has a good impression of you and hopes that you will like him, this ability will be activated according to his wishes. Let's put it this way, this ability will only appear when he is willing to treat someone well. So, congratulations, Boss, you belong to the category of people he is very willing to treat well with. "
Only then did Ling Lan relax. Little Four could even see that the corners of her lips had turned up in an extremely small curve. It looked like his boss was in a very good mood. Little Four sighed emotionally. Ever since Boss had developed facial paralysis, he had rarely seen Boss smile. This made him reminisce endlessly. Back then, even if Boss's smile couldn't topple a country, it was more than enough to topple a city.
As he thought about it, Little Four began to complain about those instructors in the learning space. Why did they set it so that smiling faces were all black-bellied perverts? And why did the upright and strict ones just have to have an icy face? He had completely led her Boss astray … Boss really hated that Instructor Number Five who was always full of smiles but was extremely perverted inside.
Little Four's words naturally put Ling Lan in a very good mood. Mind you, several months had passed since the last time she had talked to the cheetah mecha operator about the importance of the basics. After spending so much time together, she would have developed some feelings for even a rock, let alone two living people. Unknowingly, not only had the cheetah mecha operator come to regard Ling Lan as his friend, Ling Lan had also come to regard the other as a worthy friend.
And in this period of time, Ling Lan had also overcome many difficulties in her mission.
Because Ling Lan had broken through a bottleneck, her hand speed had once again achieved a breakthrough. This caused Ling Lan's time to leap forward once again, until it was within 3 minutes and 10 seconds. She was only 10 seconds away from the mission's 3 minutes requirement.
Following that, Ling Lan went through the mission again and again, resolving her previous few control errors. Ling Lan's errors were becoming fewer and fewer, and her time to practice for the mission was also getting closer and closer to 3 minutes. However, when it was 3 minutes and 3 seconds, Ling Lan was once again in a predicament. After practicing multiple times in a row, she found that she could no longer make any progress.
Ling Lan was not overly anxious. Although the time was getting closer and closer to the mission's deadline, she knew very well that anxiety would not solve anything. Only by remaining calm could she find a final solution.
Ling Lan began to recall the movements of the cheetah mecha during the mission. At that time, the cheetah's movements had been very fluid and its speed had also been very fast. However, the rhythm of its hopping had not been as intense as its speed. It was more like each leap had pushed the mecha to its limits. In other words, he had unearthed every bit of the mecha's potential.
And what was even more surprising was that he had used the reaction force of each stomp to push the mecha's speed to the limit. This had allowed the cheetah's speed to exceed the limit set by its operator, allowing it to display a speed that was outside of the operator's capabilities.
Meanwhile, she had also pushed her rabbit mecha's speed to the limit. Could she also use the reaction force of these repeated stomps to increase her speed?
Ling Lan knew that the Rabbit Sky Leap was the best reaction force technique for stomping, but she could not be sure how long the rabbit mecha in the learning space could last.
Ling Lan tried a few times, and finally grasped the timing. She could only use it in the second half of the mission, and it had to be after two-thirds of the time. If she used it too early, the mecha would break down before she could even complete the mission.
However, the benefits of the learning space were once again demonstrated. The mecha inside did not need to be repaired. After the mecha broke down, it would return to the beginning, and the mecha's condition would once again be restored to 100%.
Of course, what made Ling Lan's heart ache was that her honour points had been ruthlessly deducted by 10 points. This was completely the amount needed to learn the secret technique, the Rabbit Sky Leap!
Just like that, after repeated research, Ling Lan used up nearly 80 honour points to grasp the timing of the Rabbit Sky Leap. Even if the mecha did not break down, it still required honour points to repair it — it was just a little cheaper, that's all.
And then, by a stroke of luck, Ling Lan finally broke through the 3 minute limit at the last minute, reaching 2 minutes 59 seconds. The price she paid was rather painful. That time, because the speed was too fast, the rabbit mecha had almost completely broken down, but fortunately, she had completed the mission before it broke down.
However, the learning space did not give Ling Lan the time to be proud. At this time, Instructor Number Three appeared on the scene, and then hurried Ling Lan to the secondary seat. He then operated the rabbit mecha to complete the mission once more.
Ling Lan could see very clearly that Instructor Number Three's hand speed was not fast — in fact, she could see every movement clearly. But even so, with this level of control, the rabbit mecha danced around the corridor like a sprite, even drawing a streak of light several times to flash past the corridor.
As Instructor Number Three operated the mecha, he explained to Ling Lan why he operated the mecha the way he did. Ling Lan matched her own control method and found her own shortcomings. At this moment, she understood why her instructors had not taught her how to operate the mecha from the start, instead allowing her to figure it out on her own. This was because some controls had to be done by oneself before one could understand why one had to do it. Only by doing it would one understand what was wrong. Most importantly, everyone had their own control habits. The best control method was the one that suited oneself.
Along the way, Ling Lan gained a new understanding of control. Meanwhile, Instructor Number Three cleared the level very easily, taking less than 2 minutes and 11 seconds.
In response, Ling Lan was very curious. How could Instructor Number Three's hand speed be slower than hers, yet still be able to achieve such a terrifying pass speed? Of course, when Ling Lan asked this question, Instructor Number Three replied with a question of his own — was his hand speed really slower than hers?
Ling Lan stared in surprise at the hand speed test data collected by the mecha's A.I., and found that Instructor Number Three's hand speed data was actually the same as hers. But why did it look like his hand speed was slower than hers? She could not even see the overlapping shadows. Ling Lan knew that when her hand speed reached a certain level, this phenomenon would occur.
"You've completely concentrated your speed to a certain point. This way, not only is your hands and mind exhausted, even the mecha itself is very tired." Instructor Number Three patted the rabbit mecha's body, a kind of tender affection in his eyes. It was as if the mecha before him was not a mecha, but a life form that needed to be carefully cared for, and not be controlled by brute force.
Ling Lan was surprised by her instructor's actions, but at this moment, she still could not understand the mindset of a mecha operator. She could only seriously recall the speed her instructor had operated the mecha earlier, and found that he had almost maintained a uniform control speed. This was a little strange. Mind you, in the passageway, every scene was different, and there were even some unexpected situations. How in the world did Instructor Number Three manage to do this?
"Among the mecha's control commands, there is a type called pre-control mode. You should make use of it appropriately." Instructor Number Three's words enlightened Ling Lan. She knew very well what pre-control mode was. Her standby action was a type of pre-control mode, but that was a fixed pre-control mode. She had to first input the command into the mecha, and then use specially trained buttons to activate it …
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