A few hours to familiarize himself with a mech, and a unique one at that, was definitely not enough. If it were a normal mech, it would not be a problem for him to handle a situation like this, even if it could not unleash its full potential. The problem was, this mech not only fought differently from normal mechs, but also had a different layout of buttons on the control panel. Five hours, and Ye Chong had only just familiarized himself with the most basic movements.
Ye Chong knew this, but he still tried his best to learn how to pilot this mech. As for the recruitment, he had long given up on it. He had seen how good the examiner pilot was. If he were to pilot Han Jia, and he was fit, he was confident that he could defeat him. Now, however, it was obviously an unrealistic goal.
Ye Chong did not feel pressured, instead, he felt like he had just gotten a toy, and immersed himself in exploring the mech's true capabilities. As he familiarized himself with the mech, Ye Chong could sense the mech's power. The mechs he had now were not suitable to be used, and this mech, erm, was a good choice. He had decided that after the recruitment, he would sneak into the storeroom and steal the mech.
Probably because there were no more items stored in this storeroom, there was basically no one guarding it, let alone protecting it. Shang agreed with this plan.
Once Ye Chong was focused on something, he would not notice the passage of time. Ye Chong did not know if it was because he had relaxed his mind, or if it was as Shang had said, he would be fine after a while. Ye Chong's mind was recovering at an alarming rate, and he was now feeling more or less normal.
It was only when the staff outside the door came in to remind Ye Chong that it was almost his turn, that he came back to his senses.
When he returned to the mech combat test area, Ye Chong realized that five hours had passed. Seeing that there was food on the side, he, whose stomach was already empty, quickly ran over. The staff could not understand why Powell would pay so much attention to this inconspicuous young man. When he saw Ye Chong's appetite and table manners, he could not help but turn his head away, his eyes filled with disdain.
After wolfing down the food, Ye Chong turned his attention back to the ongoing test.
There was a new examiner on the stage. This examiner's mech was much more advanced than the previous examiner's, both in speed and agility. His fighting style was also more admirable, with a series of difficult turns and feints, drawing cheers and screams from the audience.
This examiner's mech was also a humanoid sword mech, but much more handsome than the previous examiner's sword and shield mech. The purple metallic edges glistened, the mech was tall and compact, and its hands glowed with yellow laser crescent-shaped fists, a dazzling sight to behold.
Ye Chong could not help but shake his head. This examiner was good, but in his eyes, he was much weaker than the previous examiner. Although there weren't many openings in the examiner's attacks, usually only two or three, and because of their speed, they disappeared in a flash, making it very difficult to catch them. Even Ye Chong would have to expend a lot of effort to capture the examiner's attacks. The sword and shield mech's attacks were very precise, making it difficult for the examiner to attack. Even Ye Chong would have to expend a lot of effort to win.
On the stage, Xi Qing shook his head as well, which was coincidentally seen by White. White asked curiously, "Xi Qing, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just feel that this examiner is much weaker than the previous examiner. I'm worried that this will affect the quality of the examiners we'll be hiring later," Xi Qing replied plainly.
"Ah? Xi Qing, why would you feel that? I think this examiner is also very good! Look at his steps, it's so graceful, so cool! Furthermore, the way he changed directions could be described as extremely strange! It would be great if I could be as good as him one day. "White's face was full of envy.
Xi Qing didn't say anything else. He knew that White wouldn't listen to him. He could only focus on watching the ongoing assessment. He hadn't found an examiner that he was completely satisfied with yet, which was why he was so worried.
Just then, the examiner's mech in the field was knocked over by the examiner with a beautiful side kick, and lost on the spot. Many of the youths on the stage were now in a state of excitement. Screams could be heard from the stands, which made Xi Qing speechless. He lowered his head and drew a cross on the examiner's number in his notebook.
"Examiner 231, please enter the field."
Xi Qing wrote "231" on his notebook, and looked into the field.
Powell was at the highest point of the stand, the best place to watch the match. Finally, it was his turn. Powell could not help but recall the shocking scene he saw in the combat zone, and he could not help but feel a little excited. However, he quickly calmed down, and shook his head. A mech pilot without a mech, what hope could he have? If he had not seen his amazing performance in the combat zone, Powell would not have given him the chance. But even so, the faint trace of expectation in his heart still made him sit up straight without batting an eyelid and cast his gaze on the field.
He piloted the experimental mech into the field. The moment the oddly-shaped mech appeared, the youths on the stage burst into unbridled laughter. It looked a little strange, like a child's body with adult legs and arms.
Unlike the other mechs that flew into the field, the mech stomped on the ground. It did not look cool at all, and looked very comical.
When Powell saw the mech, he was surprised. He did not expect the so-called experimental mech to look like this. If he had known, he would not have suggested Number 231 to try it.
Xi Qing shook his head again. The mech's parts were not in harmony, and this mech …
His pen stopped at "231", ready to draw a cross. He hesitated for a moment, and decided to watch first.
On the stage, there was a group of people who did not laugh, but looked expectantly at the field. These people were the applicants after Ye Chong in the queue. This unassuming Number 231's series of shocking performances in the combat zone had left a deep impression on them.
They believed that if a person with such strong combat skills were to participate in this interview, it would only mean that he was also skilled in mechs.
Now, they just wanted to see what kind of surprise Number 231, who always brought surprises, would bring them this time.
In the field, Ye Chong, who had returned to his normal state, was surprisingly calm. He sat in the pilot cabin, the light from the holographic screen illuminating his pale face. Every line of determination on his face was clearly outlined.
If it were the examiner who piloted the sword and shield mech, Ye Chong did not think that he could win. However, after watching the examiner's few battles, he found a sliver of a chance to win.
"Flashy", that was Ye Chong's evaluation of the examiner. The examiner seemed to have a hobby of showing off. It was unclear if he was stimulated by the admiring gazes of the young people on the stage, or if it was just his nature. However, to Ye Chong, this was an unnecessary, boring habit with strong side effects, and it was something he could use to his advantage.
Besides, the examiner seemed to be very fond of changing directions. To Ye Chong, this was also a fighting style that he was most familiar with. He had long ago completed all the training on changing directions that Mu had given him, and this was also the method that he often relied on to win. After many battles, Ye Chong had a better understanding of it.
The mech looked clumsy, with its thick limbs like four oversized lumps of metal, not at all aesthetically pleasing.
Inside the pilot cabin, where no one could see, was a pair of unfamiliar hands resting on the triangular control panel. Ye Chong's eyes were cold and calm.
"Begin!"
The opposing mech charged towards Ye Chong like an arrow released from a bow. The opponent's mech was obviously trying to end the battle quickly. The ugly mech did not attract the examiner's attention. The examiner was acting like he did not take Ye Chong seriously at all.
The examiner's arrogance did not affect Ye Chong at all. He was calm as usual.
Left rib, right knee joint! Ye Chong's mind raced. If he was piloting Han Jia, he was 90% sure that he could hit one of these two points in the first round. If he hit one of them, the battle would be over.
Unfortunately, he was piloting this experimental mech that was known as a failure! More importantly, other than some standard moves, he could not perform any more difficult moves. He was too unfamiliar with this mech.
It was supposed to be a great opportunity, but Ye Chong could only let it go.
He did not give up. Since the situation was not right, this was not an opportunity. His hands clumsily keyed in a few commands on the control panel. The mech stomped on the ground, its thick arms in a fighting stance, protecting its vitals.
Xi Qing could not help but shake his head again. Number 231's movements were a little awkward even to him.
If even Xi Qing could see it, how could the other candidates not? Everyone was taken aback. Since when could even beginners attend the Research Consortium's recruitment meeting?
Ye Chong did not care. He was ready to defend himself. Defending a mech's movements were smaller, making it easier to maneuver. However, it required high combat awareness and judgment, which was not a problem for Ye Chong at all.
He quickly came up with a battle plan. The experimental mech hugged itself tightly, waiting for the opponent to attack! (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please log on to WWW .CMFU.COM. More chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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