In a crimson red meteorite land.
Two red Mechs were more than 200 meters apart, frantically dodging and shooting at each other. Red and white laser beams crisscrossed, most of them landing on the ground and burning black marks.
The Mech on the left was a standard red humanoid, holding two guns in its hands. It looked very ordinary, the most basic Mech model.
On the other hand, the Mech on the right was a completely different red spider. It was not humanoid, and the four front legs of the spider were equipped with four laser beam emitters. The densely packed electronic compound eyes gave off a horrifying feeling.
"Let's call it a day." The humanoid Mech suddenly stopped shooting, dodging a red laser beam as thick as an arm, and stood at the edge of a meteorite crater.
"We still can't determine the winner." A helpless voice came from the red spider, "Since I met you two days ago, how many times have we fought?"
"Fifteen times, this is the sixteenth time." The humanoid Mech replied.
"Alright, sixteen times … I really don't know what kind of person you are in reality." The person inside the red spider sighed. "Forget it, I've also placed a bet, this time the money will be yours."
"Thanks."
"No need."
With a swoosh, the red spider suddenly twisted, and directly disappeared from its original position.
'Congratulations on your victory over Ganel. Reward 1000 utility points obtained, please keep up the good work. '
The system's voice sounded.
Garon came back to his senses, looked at the spinning rubik's cube in front of him, and chose to leave the map.
These two days, he had been practicing the Hellfrost Peacock Technique while familiarizing himself with the combat skills on the battle net. He did not expect to actually meet an expert after a series of random fights.
Ganel, a long-range shooting expert, used the spider Mech model, and was not just any ordinary strong. It could control four laser beams to freely aim at the enemy in any direction, and it could even make full use of the overlapping energy beams to refract and collide, shooting at angles that were completely out of his reach.
The first encounter almost caused Garon to suffer a great loss. Fortunately, his basic skills were very solid, and after a while, the two began to fight fiercely. Garon's accuracy was simply frightening, no matter how he was told to move or change directions, he could quickly locate the opponent. With the large spider's flexible movements and jumps, his accuracy could still reach more than 50%. However, his mobility was too poor, and he could only move about in a small area.
On the other hand, the big spiders' attacks were more focused on the element of surprise. What made them stronger was their unpredictable movements. After making Garon suffer a few small losses, the two sides reached a stalemate.
They had fought more than ten battles in the past two days, and both sides were evenly matched. However, Ganel knew that he had actually lost because he was using a special model, while his opponent was only using the most common model.
Garon exited the map and returned to the selection room environment in front of him.
He glanced at his balance of utility points: 12560.
This was the result of his days of hard work. Although there were wins and losses, he still won the majority of the battles. Unless he encountered a completely unreasonable pervert, no matter if it was the machine or the Willpower, they would have reached a terrifying level. Only then would he lose.
He opened his friends list, and there was only one name in it — Garnell. The two of them had gotten to know each other through fighting, so they exchanged friends. However, Garnell's avatar had turned gray, and it was obvious that he had gone offline.
"Last battle." Garon glanced at the entire Level One battlefield, and clicked on the order of the battle results. "Let's see how big the gap is between me and the top players."
Suddenly, the rooms changed, and after a short pause, new rooms appeared in front of him one by one.
Suddenly, he saw a somewhat familiar ID open a room, and the room name was: 'You idiot, if you have the guts, come and fight me one-on-one!' The username after that was' Your Father '.
"This guy still hasn't given up." Garon smiled. After he had beaten this guy up last time, this guy would open a room and spend money to hang here every time.
This idiot's results were still among the top in the Level One area, and it was obvious that his strong Willpower and the Mech that he had bought with money had an absolute advantage.
If he had not schemed against him last time, Garon knew that it would have been difficult for him to beat him. Whether it was power, weapons, or defense, he was far inferior to his opponent. In the end, if he had not destroyed his opponent's thrusters and caused him to fall into the crater, he probably would not have been able to kill him.
Now, Garon was no longer in the practice room, but directly in the competition that had at least 1000 points of prize money. Otherwise, there would be no profit at all.
After thinking about it, he decided to forget about the last round. Garon shook his head, turned off the simulator, took off his helmet, and left his seat.
He looked at the terminal on his watch, and it was three o 'clock in the afternoon. There was a missed call from the shop owner over there.
Garon was slightly happy, and the White Peacock Stone must have arrived. He quickly opened the call, and after a series of beeps, an uncle's head appeared on the screen.
"The goods have arrived, when are you coming to pick them up?" The uncle, who was the owner of the car, saw Garon and asked impatiently.
"Are we going directly to the grocery market?"
"No, come to the rented house next door, and we'll check it out face to face." The uncle shook his head. "The grocery market is too eye-catching."
"Okay."
"The location is in the building next to the pavilion on the right street."
After turning off the watch, Garon stood up and scanned his surroundings. There were not many people who came to practice the battle net at this time, and most of the students were in class.
The classes here were no different from the classes in the previous world. The teachers in the classes dragged their feet and dilly-dallied for a long time, and nothing good came out of them. Garon decisively skipped classes after a while. No one would say anything if you skipped classes here, as long as you paid enough money and met the graduation requirements, no one would care even if you skipped a class.
After leaving his seat, he picked up his school uniform jacket and walked outside.
When he left the simulation room, a few people behind him quietly stood up at the same time. They looked at each other and quickly followed from behind.
After leaving the simulation building, it was already afternoon outside. The sun was slightly dim, and it was not too hot.
Garon walked against the flow of people entering the school toward the school gate. When he passed by the school gate, a group of students wearing white uniforms with silver edges walked out of the school gate with calm expressions and boarded a waiting silver maglev flying car. There were specialized academy teachers waiting by the car door.
When Garon passed by this group of students, he could faintly feel a trace of murderous intent. His heart suddenly trembled.
"These people have killed people and seen blood."
He retreated to the side and blended in with the group of normal students who were watching the commotion, quietly watching this group of people board the flying car quickly.
Some people in the crowd were softly discussing the identity of these people.
"They're elite students."
Someone said the answer.
"They're the most elite students in the school … I heard that not only do they not have to pay school fees, they even get a monthly salary from the school. Their income is very high."
"Nonsense, they're all Level Two and above. They're the most elite force in Blackboard. Usually, they're taught by the instructors in the inner courtyard."
"I heard that elite students are not only students but also the backbone of the school. I don't know if that's true." Two boys standing not far from Garon whispered.
"It's true. I heard that there are Level Three and above powerhouses in this group of students. They're very strong. With a comprehensive evaluation of Level Three powerhouses, if they're equipped with a suitable Mech, they can take on dozens of people like us without a problem. "Another girl on the side said affirmatively. "My sister is an elite student. She earns at least fifty thousand points a month. She can arrange for her family's welfare and freely choose the academy's instructors to guide her. However, she has to pay a certain amount."
"That's already very good! Us normal students don't even have the chance to touch those instructors. "The boy from before said enviously.
"But they have the same obligation. They're the true combat strength of the school. Only when they enter the army or reach thirty years old will they be arranged to retire. They can either become instructors or take up positions in the region. "The girl explained in detail.
Garon slightly moved closer to these people, wanting to hear more clearly. Not only him, but the surrounding students also gathered around to listen to the girl's explanation.
"However, elite students are usually not mobilized. Usually, it's enough to send out the police. Only in special circumstances will these Level Two and above elites be mobilized. Something must have happened outside for them to be mobilized. "
"I heard that there was a riot and murder in East Star City. This matter has caused a lot of commotion. I don't know if it's because of this." Someone in the crowd said.
"It should be." The girl nodded. "My sister has already mobilized. It's the first batch of elite students. This should be the third batch. I don't know what happened, but they actually mobilized three teams of elite students."
"Could it be that the other regions are attacking us?"
"How is that possible? Our Blackboard Region is one of the strongest regions nearby. We're the only ones who attack other regions. "
Garon did not continue listening. He turned around and squeezed out of the crowd. He watched as the elite students' flying car slowly took off and quickly left the entrance of the academy.
Only then did he walk towards the place where he had agreed to meet with the uncle.
"Let's get the stone first. This body's potential is too mediocre. I can't find any potential points. Perhaps the hope of improving my potential lies in the Hellfrost Peacock Technique."
The Academy was located in the center of Blackboard City. Other than the gigantic mountain wall behind it, the other three sides were filled with bustling streets and downtown areas. The commercial street was filled with shops and bustling with activity, and the constant sound of horns could be heard from the dense traffic.
Most of the people coming and going on both sides of the sidewalk were tourists from other regions. There were also a few residents who lived nearby. Occasionally, there would be some Blackboard Academy students mixed in. Wherever these students passed by, the people around them would more or less pay attention to them.
Garon blended in with the crowd. His black hair was tied up behind his back. After tidying himself up, he gave off a calm and indifferent aura. Although he was not handsome, he was very pleasing to the eye.
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