Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Seeing Ling Lan come to her senses, Ling Xiao continued to say, "One more thing. If you want to make a mecha unleash greater combat power, do you really have to rely on those flashy moves? Ling Lan, have you ever considered this question? "
Ling Lan was puzzled at these words. The more difficult a mecha was to operate, the more difficult it would be for the enemy to deal with. This was the commonly accepted standard of the mecha world, but now, from Ling Xiao's words, the truth did not seem to be so. Could it be that the entire mecha world was wrong about this? Or perhaps her father was thinking the wrong way?
Ling Lan immediately eliminated the possibility that her father was wrong. If her father's understanding of mecha was wrong, then how had he become a god-class operator? Thinking of the small number of god-class operators in the Federation, Ling Lan could not help but wonder, could it be that the official philosophy of the mecha world on mecha control was actually wrong? That was why there were so few god-class operators, and her father just so happened to have understood it correctly. That was why he was able to break the previous record for god-class operators and become the youngest god-class operator in the Federation...
Ling Lan thought of this possibility and her entire being perked up. Did this mean that she was about to come into contact with the true truth of mecha control? No wonder it was said that the truth was always in the hands of the few.
Seeing the breathtaking light in Ling Lan's eyes, Ling Xiao knew that his daughter had thought things through. He continued to say, "You should have heard of minimizing the hassle, right? Mecha control can also be expressed in these four words. "
"Does this mean that the simplest control is actually the most powerful?" asked Ling Lan with a quirk of her brow.
"Yes, you're not being too comprehensive. It should be said that only by controlling a mecha as if it were your own limbs, using the least amount of energy to bring out the greatest power of the mecha, this is what a true mecha operator needs to do." Ling Xiao shared his thoughts. "Those special-class techniques that expend a lot of energy but are equally powerful are not unimportant. It's just that when it's not a matter of life and death, or at a critical moment, there's no need to use them to waste the mecha's energy. Since you can use the simplest of basic controls to finish off the opponent, why waste so much energy?"
Back when Ling Xiao had crawled out of the black hole, he had been faced with an overwhelming number of enemies. He had only been able to use extravagant and domineering top-class techniques to intimidate the enemy. Reality had forced Ling Xiao to use the extravagant moves unique to god-class operators, but even so, Ling Xiao's heart ached at the cost. Even though god-class mecha could automatically replenish their power source from outer space, after two extraordinarily powerful group attacks, the power source of the god-class mecha had dropped to a red alert level... but because of this, the Federation had obtained the final victory. Ling Xiao's expenditure was worth it.
Still, it was only in this type of situation where the overall situation was at stake that such control was necessary. If he had been up against a small group of enemies, Ling Xiao definitely would not have made such a choice. It should be known that for a mecha operator, once the mecha's power source was depleted, or if the mecha simply collapsed, that would mean death. This was not something an excellent mecha operator should do. An excellent mecha operator would try to protect himself as much as possible while finishing off the opponent. He had to understand that he only had one life — only by preserving his life would he be able to kill more enemies.
Ling Xiao did not approve of a moment of bravery, and Ling Xiao felt that a moment of brilliance was not worth it. Only by surviving for a long time could one be considered an excellent mecha operator. Of course, deserters were not part of this.
Thus, Ling Lan's excessive pursuit of extravagance and power had allowed Ling Xiao to see the problem with Ling Lan. This was also a common problem for all Federation mecha operators. Everyone believed that only the most powerful moves could represent the strength of a mecha operator. In reality, this kind of thinking was wrong. It should be known that on the battlefield, the warriors who were able to survive in the end were usually those mecha operators who appeared to be of average strength but had solid foundations. In the end, these mecha operators would still grow to become strong.
Meanwhile, those stunning genius mecha operators, despite possessing countless advanced and extravagant techniques, would still wither early on on the battlefield. The reason for this was that all of them had run out of power or their mecha had collapsed. In the end, they had been shot down by the enemy to rest in the starry skies.
Ling Xiao's words made Ling Lan begin to think deeply. Indeed, no matter how strong the enemy was, preserving oneself was the most important thing. Seeking a moment of bravery and brilliance was the opposite of what Ling Lan had originally thought. Ling Lan only wanted to live on peacefully and freely; she did not want to become a hero engraved on the Monument of Heroes.
Having thought things through, Ling Lan said seriously to her father, Ling Xiao, "I understand. In future, I will change my combat style. Thank you, Father, for your guidance." Mecha piloting skills that would allow her to live on was what she needed, and what was more valuable.
Although her father, Ling Xiao, had only said such a simple sentence, this sentence clearly contained nearly 30 years of Ling Xiao's experience in mecha piloting. It was extremely precious, and within it, Ling Lan could feel Ling Xiao's strong fatherly love. This moved Ling Lan's heart, but her usual coldness prevented her from doing anything overly passionate. She could only express her gratitude.
"Alright, since you understand, then show me your basic controls. I hope you won't disappoint me too much." Ling Xiao naturally felt Ling Lan's gratitude. His lips were smiling, but his words were still very strict. At this time, in order to ensure his daughter's safety, he chose to be a strict teacher rather than a loving father.
"Yes, Father!" At the same time that Ling Lan replied, she decisively used an advanced maintenance suit on her mecha. After the repairs were completed, the mecha's screen showed that it had recovered to 100%. Even the right arm control system that Ling Xiao had destroyed had been restored to normal. Holding the mecha's right arm, Ling Lan found that there were no problems at all in operating it. Ling Lan was extremely satisfied.
Luckily, this was Mecha World. One could adjust a mecha's condition to its peak in a short amount of time so that the upcoming battle would not be wasted. If this were the real world, even the best maintenance master would need to spend several hours to repair a mecha and restore its combat strength.
Sighing at the convenience of Mecha World, Ling Lan operated her mecha to pick up Regretless, which had fallen to the ground, and slung it back onto her back. Then, she executed an extremely simple yet infinitely familiar pose.
Watching from the sidelines, Li Lanfeng and Zhao Jun saw the intermediate mecha suddenly change its original attack pattern. From the complicated and elegant advanced mecha warrior techniques, they were instantly simplified and easy to understand.
"Lanfeng, is this the basic assessment pose before entering Mecha World?" Zhao Jun could not help but ask in bewilderment as he saw this pose that he had remembered from so long ago but had left such a deep impression on him.
Li Lanfeng replied decisively, "Yes!" The basic assessment pose was the mecha control pose he was most familiar with. It was something he had practiced together with the rabbit mecha. Many times, the two of them had even competed against each other to see who could complete the pose faster and more perfectly. Unexpectedly, after so many years, the basic assessment pose that was almost unseen in Mecha World would now appear before his eyes. It made him feel as if he had returned to those days when he was secretly watching the rabbit mecha practice...
While Li Lanfeng was still in a daze, the intermediate mecha moved, using the mecha's most basic two-legged sprinting technique. This was a type of high-speed running technique for mecha, and at the same time, it was extremely stable. It was a basic movement that could support the upper body in any attack. However, in the later stages, with the introduction of the better Cross Sprinting and the more difficult Zigzag Body Flash, almost all mecha operators despised the Cross Sprinting technique for being crude and ugly. Their speed and dodging ability were also not as good as the other two control techniques, so they abandoned this most basic Cross Sprinting technique.
Later on, with the emergence of the more advanced Figure 8 Spin, Phantom Light, Gamma Spin, Flickering Light, Passing Shadow, and other high-speed flight dodging techniques, this most basic Cross Sprinting technique became completely extinct among advanced mecha operators.
"Impossible! How can his speed be so fast?" Zhao Jun suddenly exclaimed, startling Li Lanfeng out of his daze. He focused his gaze and sure enough, even though the intermediate mecha was using the most basic of the basic Cross Sprinting techniques, that speed was not any slower than the Cross Sprinting and Zigzag Body Flash they were using now. It could even be said that it was a notch faster. This was also one of the reasons why Zhao Jun had exclaimed.
"He's attacking. This is the simplest Fierce Strike technique." The intermediate mecha that had been running around the imperial operator suddenly closed in on the other, and his two fists struck cleanly at the other's head without any pretense.
"Using such a simple attack, how can he hit the opponent?" Zhao Jun said hatefully. The other could clearly execute more complicated attack moves, so why didn't he do so instead of using such an obviously ineffective attack method?
Sure enough, the imperial mecha raised a single hand to intercept the intermediate mecha's fists. Right at that moment, the intermediate mecha's fists retracted upon contact with the opponent, and immediately after, his legs sprang up abruptly to stomp viciously over... it looked like that seemingly unpretentious double fist attack was actually just a disguise. The intermediate mecha's true killing move came from his feet.
"This is a basic stomping technique! Hells, what is he trying to do? " Zhao Jun could not help but clutch his head and wail. He wanted to watch an instructional battle, but he did not want to see an intermediate mecha performing the basic assessment moves one by one. Was that really an attack?
Li Lanfeng, who had been responding to Zhao Jun's questions all this while, was now abnormally silent. In his cockpit, his face was filled with shock and disbelief...
"This is the rabbit mecha's most habitual attack move, and it's also something he created himself. Whenever there's something he can't solve, he will habitually use this move..." The familiar move once again appeared before his eyes after seven years, making him both excited and bewildered at the same time.
This unexpected stomp from Ling Lan surprised Ling Xiao somewhat, because this stomping technique was not an attack technique, but a basic technique to change direction and speed in tandem with the Outer Galloping Technique. Ever since the Outer Galloping Technique was no longer used, this stomping technique had also been forgotten by mecha operators.
Ling Xiao would not have been surprised if Ling Lan had used the stomping technique, but Ling Lan had actually modified it, incorporating the stomping technique into her attack. This surprised him, even pleasantly surprised him. This meant that his daughter's mastery of basic controls had already reached a limit, otherwise she would not have been able to naturally evolve these basic movements into attack techniques. It looked like Ling Lan had taken his legacy to heart, and her mastery of the basics was also extremely solid.
"Not bad!" Ling Xiao praised his daughter without hesitation, and his hands met Ling Lan's feet.
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