Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr
Translator: H2dH2mr Editor: H2dH2mr Zhu Jing was a long-range attacker precisely because he was familiar with all sorts of long-range control techniques. This allowed him to understand Ling Lan's prowess better than his companions. Although Ling Lan had shown very little in those two matches, he knew that Ling Lan was definitely a formidable opponent.
However, Zhu Jing was one thing, but he did not think that he had no chance of winning. No matter how good or perfect one's basic control was, it did not mean that it could withstand advanced techniques.
Advanced techniques were developed from basic techniques. They were born out of basic techniques, but their power was several times or even several dozen times stronger than basic techniques. This was also one of the reasons why mecha masters gradually gave up on basic techniques in the later stages of the game to painstakingly research advanced techniques as sure-kill techniques.
In a mecha battle, the ones who survived were usually those who had mastered more advanced techniques. This showed just how important advanced techniques were to mecha masters.
Meanwhile, Zhu Jing believed that the advanced techniques he had mastered were enough for him to put up a fight against the opponent.
Under the guidance of the staff, the two of them walked out from two separate passageways and onto the combat arena.
Seeing the two mecha appear on the field, the crowd instantly erupted into loud cheers. After the referee asked if the two were ready, he decisively waved the green flag, indicating that the fight had officially begun.
The moment the green flag moved, the two mecha flew backwards almost simultaneously. Zhu Jing was a long-range mecha, so he naturally wanted to engage in long-range attacks. On the other hand, although Ling Lan was operating a balanced mecha, she had purposely honed her long-range control skills. Her goal was the same as Zhu Jing's — she also wanted to engage in long-range attacks. This made the atmosphere in the arena less tense than it had been in Zhao Jun's last match.
Right then, the top-class operators watching the match saw Ling Lan's operation and could not help but frown. They found that Ling Lan did not perform the spectacular finishing maneuvers she had performed yesterday. Although her speed was still very fast, those with keen eyes could still see the difference.
Ling Xiao, who had been watching the match with a smile all this while, now had an even wider grin on his face...
After the match last night had ended, a joyful Lan Luofeng had returned to her room and looked at Ling Xiao with a plaintive expression.
Ling Xiao very resolutely turned to leave. As a general, as a god-class operator, how could he be defeated by his wife's harmless gaze?
"Hubby ~!" Ling Xiao's body couldn't help but tremble. The gaze behind him was scorching, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. However, he still firmly pretended that he didn't hear anything.
Ling Xiao, who understood Lan Luofeng, knew what was waiting for him when he turned back. Lan Luofeng would definitely make a request that he couldn't refuse, but it would also be extremely difficult … Experience told him that he had to bluff his way through!
"Ling Xiao!" Seeing that acting coquettishly didn't work, Lan Luofeng roared like a lioness from Hedong. Damn it, how dare you ignore me now?!
Ling Xiao helplessly held his forehead and hesitated for a moment before he finally turned around and asked with a bitter smile, "Luofeng, is something the matter?"
"I want to see Lan'er!" Lan Luofeng put her hands on her hips and directly made her request like a queen.
As expected! Ling Xiao coaxed her gently, "Okay, okay, okay. After the battle royale, I'll find a chance for you guys to meet."
"What I meant was to see her immediately!" How could Lan Luofeng give Ling Xiao a chance to bluff his way through? Just like how Ling Xiao understood her, she also understood what Ling Xiao was planning under that gentle smile.
"Lan'er had a few matches today, so she must be tired. It's better not to disturb her and let her rest …" Ling Xiao had a caring expression as he tried to break Lan Luofeng's decision.
"That's why I want to see Lan'er. Every time Lan'er is tired, she wants to eat my Yang Chun noodles!" Lan Luofeng secretly crossed her out in her heart. Forgive her for stealing Auntie Nan's credit. However, she was still the one who ordered her to do it, so it wasn't too much for her to take some credit!
Yang Chun noodles?? Hearing this, the smile on Ling Xiao's face almost disappeared … Thinking about how Lan Luofeng almost burned down the kitchen … Ling Xiao was speechless. Wife, can you be any more ridiculous?
Knowing that her excuse wouldn't hold, Lan Luofeng decided to go all out. "Anyway, I just want to give my daughter a bowl of Yang Chun noodles! If you can't do it, don't even think about taking a step into the room! "
This trick again … D * mn it, he was afraid of this trick! Ling Xiao had no choice but to agree!
Of course, Ling Xiao was also confident that with his skills, he could sneak someone over.
However, in reality, Ling Xiao didn't just sneak someone over, he also brought a bowl of Yang Chun noodles that Lan Luofeng secretly made. As for who made this bowl of Yang Chun noodles … Well, only Ling Xiao and his wife knew about this!
Ling Lan happily took a shower and stretched her body before lying on the bed to rest. After a few minutes, Ling Lan nimbly flipped down from the bed. In a flash, she was behind the door …
"It's me!" Ling Lan heard her father Ling Xiao's voice and relaxed instantly. She opened the door quickly and saw a black shadow flash by. Ling Lan closed the door.
"It's so late, Father … Mother!" Ling Lan's originally cold voice cried out when she saw the woman in Ling Xiao's arms. She — was shocked!
"Hi, Lan'er!" In Ling Xiao's arms, Lan Luofeng lazily raised a bag in her hand and waved it at Ling Lan. Her lips curled into a smug smile as she said, "I'll send you some Yang Chun noodles!"
Yang Chun noodles?? Wasn't that the noodle dish that Ling Lan's mother couldn't teach her no matter how hard she tried? In the end, it became Ling Nanyi's specialty.
"I made it!" Lan Luofeng jumped down from Ling Xiao's arms and pulled Ling Lan's hand to the sofa to sit down. She eagerly opened the bag to reveal a piping hot bowl of Yang Chun noodles …
Ling Lan carefully observed the bowl of Yang Chun noodles. It looked pretty good. However, her mother was a kitchen killer. The food she cooked was something that even pigs would despise … She took the chopsticks from Lan Luofeng with a grave expression. Under Lan Luofeng's urging, she finally plucked up the courage to pick up a strand of noodle and took a bite, unafraid of death.
Eh? Ling Lan's eyes lit up and she looked at the bowl of Yang Chun noodles in surprise. It tasted good! It tasted even better than Ling Nanyi's. There was a unique taste in it. It was warm, as if it was rippling under the sun, making her relax.
"Mother, you made it?" Ling Lan couldn't help but wonder. When did her mother transform from a kitchen killer to a top chef in the imperial kitchen?
At this moment, Lan Luofeng was so happy that her eyes had narrowed into slits. Hearing Ling Lan's question, she excitedly nodded again. "Yes, isn't it delicious? I ate it and was also very surprised. It's my first time making … uh, making something so delicious!"
First time making it? Ling Lan immediately seized on Lan Luofeng's slip of the tongue. She was sure that this bowl of Yang Chun noodles wasn't made by her mother. Even if her mother was sent back to the furnace to be remade, she wouldn't be able to become a kitchen expert. This was because her mother didn't have the talent for cooking. Ling Lan couldn't help but look at Ling Xiao. Perhaps her father could give her a hint.
Ling Xiao awkwardly avoided Ling Lan's searching gaze, the fingers of his right hand unconsciously rubbing together...
Ling Lan noticed that the area where Ling Xiao's fingers were rubbing was a little red, as if they had been scalded... Ling Lan decisively turned her attention back to Lan Luofeng. She wasn't sure. If it was revealed that a god-class operator's hands, which operated a god-class mecha, had been scalded by cooking noodles for his wife and child, would they become the public enemy of the entire Federation?
Thinking of this possibility, Ling Lan shuddered. Once again, she was sure that she knew nothing... Yes, and this bowl of Yang Chun noodles in front of her was evidence. She had to decisively destroy it.
Ling Lan abruptly raised the large bowl, the chopsticks in her right hand flying wildly. She wolfed down the Yang Chun noodles in a matter of seconds, not leaving a single crumb. She burped loudly, and only then did she put down the large bowl in her hands.
Seeing the smug look on Lan Luofeng's face, she instantly wanted to cry. Oh mum, your daughter was smart this time and destroyed the evidence. Next time, you must remember not to let dad cook anymore. That's going to be a big problem!!!
How could Lan Luofeng know the torment in Ling Lan's heart? Seeing that her daughter had finished eating, she threw Ling Xiao a smug look. Seeing this, a doting smile spread across Ling Xiao's eyes, along with a trace of imperceptible satisfaction.
After Ling Lan finished her noodles, Lan Luofeng pulled on Ling Lan's hand and began nagging. Of course, it was all about reminding Ling Lan to be careful, and not to act recklessly in the competition. Ling Lan listened patiently, occasionally reassuring her.
Ling Xiao looked at the mother and daughter in front of him, and the smile in his eyes deepened. He wanted nothing more than to go up and hug the two people he loved the most in his arms and tell them of his happiness and contentment. Ling Xiao had never been disappointed by the fact that Ling Lan was not a boy. Even if he did not have any other children in this lifetime, he would not feel any regret.
In the end, Lan Luofeng was finally satisfied with her nagging. Before saying goodbye, Ling Xiao said seriously to Ling Lan, "If it's not a battle to the death, there's no need to push yourself to the limit. Keeping a trump card for yourself is what a mecha master should do! Today, you showed off your abilities too much. "
Ling Xiao's words made Ling Lan's heart skip a beat. In order to test the limits of her long-range capabilities, she had indeed not held back. Ling Lan's expression turned serious as she said, "Father, don't worry. I will be careful!"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao relaxed and quietly left Ling Lan's dormitory with Lan Luofeng. No one knew that General Ling Xiao had secretly visited the dormitory district of the First Men's Military Academy more than once.
The noise of the audience pulled Ling Xiao back from his memories of last night …
"Lan'er, looks like you've understood!"
Ling Xiao watched with satisfaction as the two mecha flew in opposite directions on the field. In this match, Ling Lan had remembered his words and held back!
Ling Lan's restraint had also caused the audience to mistakenly think that the two mecha operators on the field were of similar skill levels. Some ace operators even suspected that that stunning display of control yesterday was just a reflection of Ling Lan's luck. Of course, those with good eyesight would not underestimate Ling Lan just because of her restraint …
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