Touching the Moonfang in his pocket, he quickly wrote down the application for the assessment in his personal information.
'Nonosiva Lin, application for the Level One Magnetic Cannon assessment.'
The Magnetic Cannon was a weapon made of metal with extremely high magnetic force. It was fired at high speed to achieve the special strategic purpose of killing metal type Mechs. It was a very targeted long-range attack method. However, because of its strong recoil, it was naturally difficult to control its accuracy.
"As long as I reach Level One in five, I will be qualified to apply to learn professional battle techniques in advance!" Nonosiva muttered softly, his heart burning with passion.
Professional battle techniques, every single one of them was the result of generations of research and exploration. It was a powerful technique that was calculated by combining various essence techniques with the most advanced photon computer. Even those legendary inherited battle techniques were evolved versions developed from this foundation.
In the hundreds of years where Willpower Mechs were popular, countless battle techniques to train Willpower were passed down continuously. In terms of controlling Mechs, it had almost reached the peak of perfection.
The Mother Planet Federation and the Milky Way Alliance had been fighting against the Finite people for thousands of years and had evolved their experience in this area to the extreme.
Different types of Willpower, each with their own brand and ability, emerged in batches and were eliminated again and again. What was left until now was the purest essence.
Every time Nonosiva recalled this magnificent period of history, there was an uncontrollable desire and impulse in his heart. It was said that there were even the strongest Mechs in the battle, able to turn the tide of the battle with their own strength. It was a miracle!
He held the Moonfang tightly in his pocket.
"I have this, I can definitely pass the assessment easily!" He was unusually confident in the Moonfang that he had accidentally obtained. His passion and passion for Mechs was also why he chose to join the ranks of learning Mechs without hesitation.
Originally, he only had an ordinary talent, but because of this Moonfang, he was able to step through several stages step by step and successfully squeeze into Blackboard Academy.
The Moonfang had the ability to automatically control Mechs and assist him in controlling the battle. As long as it was attached to his body, it would be of great help in controlling.
It could automatically calculate the shooting trajectory and control the evasion movement automatically. This was simply an external component!
Xu Song adjusted the webpage angrily and began to carefully look at all the information about the assessment.
He believed that with Little Crescent, he would be able to pass the test easily.
Nonosiva was born in a very ordinary family. His parents were just ordinary company employees with average salaries. Blackboard Academy's tuition fees were very expensive, and he had to pay a large sum of money as a deposit to avoid having to compensate for any damage to his Mech.
Therefore, in order to let him go to college, the two of them scrimped and scrimped, borrowing money from everywhere. Only then did they manage to scrape together the tuition fees and security deposit. Every month, they still had to pay a large amount of interest from the bank loan.
In this society, university was extremely expensive. In order for the older brother to succeed in the future, the younger brother and sister gave the opportunity to go to university to him, even though both of them had excellent grades.
He had become the only hope in the family. Outside, the family was proud to have him as their big brother, so much so that even when they ate non-man-made meat at home, they would let him have his fill before eating.
Dong dong dong.
There was a knock on the door.
"What's the matter?" Nonosiva was engrossed in reading the information and was impatient to be disturbed.
"Nono, your utility points for this month have been transferred to your card." Father Londo's voice sounded.
"Got it!" Nonosiva's tone softened a little. He was in need of money to register for the assessment, and he also needed money to buy something that he had his eyes on a few days ago.
Father Londo coughed a few times and left to rest.
Nonosiva stood up and walked to the door to take a look. On the stool by the door, there was a white card with blue electronic numbers flashing faintly on it.
He picked it up and swiped it with his finger. Suddenly, a few numbers flashed on the card.
"Why is it so little!!?" Nono's expression changed. "How can this be enough for me!!?" He looked at his parents' room and his expression turned ugly.
Bam!
Slamming the door, Nono went back to the computer angrily.
He was not satisfied! Compared to his classmates, his family was not just poor. Even the worst of his classmates were much better off than him.
There was nothing he could do about it. A family that could come into contact with a Mech would naturally not be poor. There were too few students like him who were lucky enough to jump through the dragon's gate.
Rumble …
Suddenly, there was the sound of thunder from outside. The sound of thunder rumbled and shook the window frame slightly.
At the window, the black curtain was blown up by the wind. It blocked Nono's eyes and stuck close to his body.
"What a strong wind …" He quickly stood up to close the window.
Whoosh!
A black light suddenly flew in from outside the window and entered the room from the angle where he was blocked by the curtain. It suddenly stuck to his body and disappeared.
"What bug?" Nono was shocked. He closed the window and looked at his body carefully. He seemed to have felt something hit his body just now. It seemed to be a small bug.
He checked himself from top to bottom and found nothing. Only then did he return to his seat and sit down again.
However, the strange thing was that he did not notice that small veins were faintly appearing on his face. It was like a blood-red network covering his face. It was very scary.
Nono only stared at the computer screen attentively. He was not distracted at all.
Fortunately, the blood vessels on his face only lasted for a short while before they disappeared into his skin again.
*****
The next day, Blackboard Academy's basic training ground.
In the black sand field, two gray humanoid Mechs were standing opposite each other. There were flashing red lights around them. Those were surveillance detectors.
The two Mechs were surrounded by the red lights and looked unusually calm.
The gray fatty looked like he had a big belly. Behind him, there was the sound of snorting from time to time.
The Mechs were more than five meters tall. There was a glass window in the middle of the metal belly. One could see a seventeen or eighteen year old boy sitting inside each of them.
"Today is the fifth assessment. Get ready!" A bearded man at the side of the field shouted loudly. He was wearing a green baseball cap. His skin was dark and he looked like he had been through a lot. He was about thirty or forty years old. He was tall and strong.
Beside the man stood more than ten young people of the same age. There were men and women among them. They were all wearing the Blackboard Academy's uniform.
"Shooting Training Protection, activated. Activated. Unrelated personnel, please leave the dangerous area …" A sweet mechanical female voice echoed above the field.
The man glanced at the students in the two Mechs.
"The official assessment has a disability standard. Be careful," he said loudly. His voice was full of energy.
Seeing the two people in the Mechs signal that there was no problem, he nodded. He raised both his hands and swung them down.
"Begin!"
Vroom …
Two muffled sounds of the engines starting were heard.
The two Mechs on the field started up almost at the same time. They quickly pulled out a small gray pistol and aimed at each other.
The bearded man at the side nodded and started to explain to the students beside him.
"Their movements are not bad. Do you see the gray guns in their hands? That's a miniature Magneto Cannon. Now, it's just a simple Magneto Gun. As a test, we don't need a real Magneto Cannon. Although this Magneto Gun doesn't have the same destructive power, it still simulates the recoil of the Magneto Cannon. It's very cost-effective to use it for training. "
The students beside him nodded.
"Instructor, do you think Nonosiva can pass the assessment this time?" An average-looking girl with slightly dark brown curly hair asked.
"Mia, you're friends with him right?" The instructor glanced at her. "This depends on his performance. However, the previous assessments were not bad. The chances of him passing this time are very high."
"Nono is the third in our class. I didn't expect him to apply for the Level One Assessment when he's only in his second year … That's amazing," a boy beside Mia said softly.
"If you guys work hard, you'll have this day too," the instructor smiled satisfactorily.
Before he finished speaking, the two Mechs on the field moved and fired at the same time.
Two red sparks flashed at the muzzles of the guns. However, the two Mechs seemed to have missed and didn't hit each other. Instead, they were violently pushed back by the huge recoil.
The two on the field were like two gray beasts. They quickly moved in an arc to avoid the muzzles of their opponents. For a moment, dust filled the air. Only the loud whining of the engines could be heard.
The Magneto Bullets that they shot missed and hit the air behind them. Instantly, they were blocked by a layer of transparent ripples.
In one of the Mechs, Nonosiva gripped the joystick with one hand with a ferocious expression. His other hand was quickly pressing the densely packed buttons on the control panel.
It didn't match the Mech's agile dodging posture. The speed of his hands controlling the Mech wasn't very fast. He didn't even have time to control many of the movements before the Mech dodged on its own.
At this moment, there was a small silver-white Crescent Moon on the side of the Mech's control panel. The Crescent Moon emitted a faint layer of white light. There seemed to be something flickering inside it. The faint sound of parts grinding could be heard from inside.
"I'm someone with a trump card! Hahaha!! " Every time Nonosiva sank into the Mech, he would become abnormally irritable. It was completely different from his usual quiet self. It was as if all his usual repressed emotions were erupting here.
The circular screen in front of him shook violently. The Mech automatically dodged the opponent's shots.
The third time he fired, the accuracy was much better than the previous two times. Nono's face was filled with satisfaction. However, controlling the Mech with his consciousness already took a lot out of him. Controlling his consciousness with manual assistance from the control panel was the most popular control method now.
However, to him, it was still a heavy load. After all, the Mech's rapid change of direction had to be borne by the pilot himself.
He didn't notice at all that the Crescent Moon beside his hand had started to crack as the Mech changed direction at high speed. The temperature inside it was getting higher and higher, hotter and hotter.
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