Wiping off the coffee stains on his body with a snow-white handkerchief, Tai Zhiyuan shook his head with a self-deprecating smile. He thought to himself, How many years has it been since I last laughed so happily? He stood up from the sofa and said to Butler Jin beside him, "Change the records for today. Just say that I was studying in Area H1."
Butler Jin lowered his head slightly, immediately understanding the Young Master's intentions. After a short pause, he said, "Young Master, since Xu Le has access to the chip in Area H1, I believe that his relationship with Professor Jin is definitely not as simple as what is shown in Ewha University's records. Professor Jin couldn't have changed the central control computer program in Area H1 so casually. It was only because he happened to meet a soldier in the recruit camp... Shouldn't we tell Madam about this? "
For countless nights, other than Butler Jin, no one else knew that the heir of the Tai family was studying in Area H1 every night. He was not alone, but had a companion.
No one knew that Xu Le could also enter Area H1. Butler Jin was slightly worried when he saw the final attack of the black mecha on the screen today, so he once again suggested this to Tai Zhiyuan.
Tai Zhiyuan thought for a moment and shook his head. Apart from matters such as his coming of age ceremony, Butler Jin would definitely not mention any details related to his life to anyone without his permission, not even his mother. Tai Zhiyuan trusted his own judgment regarding this interesting fellow, Xu Le. It was just a coincidence that they met, and there was no hidden agenda.
"Don't think too much about it. Life lasts for decades. There are bound to be some unexpected events to make things more interesting." Tai Zhiyuan said as a long-lost smile appeared on his slightly pale and thin face. Thinking back to all the little details he had shared with Xu Le since they met, he was already sure that the other was a trustworthy person.
"Yes, then I'll go deal with the records right away." Butler Jin lowered his head slightly. He was actually willing to see the Young Master, who was destined to be unable to enjoy the normal life of most Federation citizens... be able to enjoy luxuries such as friendship.
"I should be drenched in sweat by now. I should have taken a shower, so I need to … change my clothes." Tai Zhiyuan tossed the white handkerchief in his hand onto the table and said with a smile, "I'm sure Principal Cong will be coming over to discuss tonight's dance with me … Perhaps he also wants to confirm that the black mecha that just walked away with its belly full … is me."
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In the quiet and deep room on the right side of the H1 area, the sound of metal machinery suddenly rang out. The heavy alloy wall at the furthest end of the room had just closed. Before the data cable and power cable could be reconnected to the black mech's body, the mech's two deformed alloy fists that had been blocking its abdomen suddenly pulled apart.
The pale-faced Xu Le appeared in the severely damaged cockpit like a frightened rat. With the fastest speed he could muster, he took off the almost antique simulation operating system on his body. Wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead, he resisted the hunger in his stomach and once again called upon the mysterious power in his body. With a tremble of his legs, he jumped down from the black mech that was several meters tall like an ape. He turned into a cloud of dust and rushed to the back of the terminal display at the door.
After strenuously stacking the simulation operating system and the small tool into his backpack, Xu Le put on his backpack. He did not forget to enter the command for full cleaning on the terminal. Following the input of the command, the self-cleaning equipment came out from all around the H1 area with a beeping sound. Countless dust and spray equipment came out from the ceiling and began to clean the entire room, especially the platform where the black mech was. It was cleaned repeatedly. Presumably, it would not be long before all the fingerprints that Xu Le had left behind in the mech's cockpit and this room were wiped clean.
Wiping away the beads of sweat on his forehead again, Xu Le silently and steadily put on his backpack. He walked out of the room and came to the tightly shut alloy door. After the chip's scan and the command input were complete, he stood in the corridor between the two doors. Through the gap of the outermost door, he cautiously confirmed that there were no diligent students in the H area outside for the time being. Only then did he leave the H1 area in a flash.
Using his hat to cover his face, Xu Le lowered his head and walked quickly through the quiet H area of the library. It had to be said that his luck was pretty good. It was already 10: 30 in the morning. Usually, there would already be countless excellent students from Ewha University diligently studying in the H area of the library. They would definitely notice that a student had walked out of the strange H1 area that no one had ever entered before. However, the First Military Academy was visiting today. Most of the people were watching that soul-stirring mecha battle in the comprehensive library. Moreover, tonight was the Double Moon Festival ball. No matter how nerdy a student was, they would all try their best to tidy themselves up, praying that they would be able to dance a song with the girl they loved that night. Under the witness of those pairs of moons, they would reap a sweet romance.
Jogging out of the H area of the library, he passed through the quiet forest. After confirming that no one had discovered that he had come out of the H1 area, Xu Le finally relaxed. He let out a long, stuffy breath and slowed down his walking speed. At this time, he had both hands in his trouser pockets and a backpack on his back. He looked like a very normal student. It was not until he had walked for a long time that he met a few students who were excitedly discussing something, but no one had noticed him.
Walking along the grassy banks of the Rose River, fine snowflakes gradually drifted down from the sky, landing on the withered yellow grass. Xu Le took off his hat and rubbed his slightly wet, messy black hair. Uneasily, he took out his mobile phone to take a look. Only then did he find that it was already 11 o 'clock. His lips could not help but reveal a self-deprecating smile. He thought to himself that he was indeed very muddle-headed, actually sleeping for quite a few hours in the mecha. When he had been fighting with those two mecha just now, he had stupidly thought that it was still 4 or 5 o' clock in the morning.
Thinking back to that earlier scene, especially after the opening of the battle room's dome and the countless cheers and gazes in that instant, Xu Le's heart could not help but thump wildly. At this time, he had already determined that the H1 area was not a simple place. Furthermore, he had accidentally engaged in a battle with the First Military Academy's mecha pilots, officers, and students, and had fallen into the eyes of so many people — he could not help but feel shocked and terrified.
Having escaped from the Eastwood district for a year, Xu Le would sometimes subconsciously forget his identity as a fugitive, and thus appear less cautious. But … today, he had actually operated a mecha in front of so many people, and in the end, he had even used the antique simulation system to call on that strange power within his body … although that strange power no longer manifested itself in the typical form of trembling, Xu Le was still very worried. Would the black mecha's final attack alert some aspect of the Federation?
A faint sense of regret welled up in his heart. Stepping on the frozen grass and twigs, he walked towards the iron gates of Pear Garden. Perhaps it was the untimely death of a young man's first love, or perhaps it was the bitter experience of these past few days that had caused him to be so muddle-headed that he had made such a mistake.
Kacha, kacha … as he walked forward, the regret in his heart grew fainter and fainter. Since it had already become an established fact, there was no point in regretting it anymore. Xu Le had always been a straightforward and efficient person. He patted his cheeks and exhaled a mouthful of white mist. Lowering his head, he continued to walk forward, thinking in his heart that if someone really came to investigate the black mecha, he would just change his identity and leave Pear Garden University, going somewhere else to live a different life.
It was just that … he felt a little reluctant to leave. A little reluctant to leave this Pear Garden University's snow-like pear blossoms, snow like pear blossoms, as pure and amiable as pear blossoms, but sometimes as cold and unpredictable as snow … that girl, that rogue official friend of Shi Qinghai's, and that frail rich kid who ate supper with him every night.
Xu Le's hurried footsteps slowed down, and the two knife-like eyebrows under his cap gradually smoothed out. In the end, he stood by the Rose River, and found that his current state of mind was already different from when he had just escaped from Donglin. He had something to worry about. Things like love and friendship … were burdens, but they were burdens that he liked very much.
Looking at the thin ice floating on the river and the faint mist, Xu Le's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was smiling. He made up his mind. He was not in a hurry to leave, but wanted to see if there would be any problems with today's scene. If no one could find out that the person in the black mecha was him, then why should he leave?
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Right at this moment, the faint melody of a violin rang out. Xu Le was slightly startled. He fished out his phone from his pocket and put it to his ear. Then, he heard Shi Qinghai's lazy but exceptionally charming voice. "Where are you? I didn't see you in the general library, and I couldn't find you in the gatehouse at this time either. "
"I'm studying by the river." Xu Le's voice was slightly hoarse because of his nervousness.
"Studying my ass … I ordered two sets of clothes from CU for tonight's ball. Come over quickly, I'll go get them for you."
Xu Le laughed, knowing that the other was worried that a dull fellow like him would not understand the rules of the ball. He couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth and said, "Thank you."
"Thank my ass. You're someone with an inheritance, so the money is yours."
Xu Le was helpless. He had originally wanted to say that he already had clothes, but then he remembered that those clothes were bought by Zhang Xiaomeng, and he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart. Besides, he really didn't dare to stay on campus at this time, so he said, "I'll be right there."
"No, I have something urgent to attend to right now." On the other end of the line, Shi Qinghai's voice suddenly turned calm. "You go by yourself first. I'll come look for you in a bit."
Xu Le put his phone back into his pocket and pulled his cap down even lower, hiding his slightly furrowed brows. He had heard the sudden change in Shi Qinghai's voice and felt that the other seemed to have something on his mind, but he didn't know what it was. Shi Qinghai had always been a mysterious person — perhaps it was because of his profession?
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Xu Le walked towards the iron gates of Pear Blossom Garden worriedly. Along the way, he saw many students who had just walked out of the general library. These students were not only from Pear Blossom University — there were also many students wearing the uniforms of other schools in the university city. What was similar was that these students all had traces of excitement on their faces, their eyes shining with pride and excitement. The sounds of discussion were endless, ringing out between the small path in the woods and the teaching buildings in the early winter.
These students were all discussing the two previous mecha battle drills, especially the final battle between the black mecha and the silver M37. A mysterious student pilot had appeared in Pear Blossom University, operating a M-prototype mecha, and actually being able to fight to a draw with an ace student of the First Military Academy who was operating an M37 mecha. Without question, this made all the students in the university city feel proud and honoured.
They discussed excitedly, some students even unable to resist swaying their bodies and imitating the black mecha's final kick. Although they all knew that the silver mecha's control level seemed to be higher, and that the final blow to the abdomen had also been exceptionally domineering, their attention was still only on the black mecha.
Wearing his cap, Xu Le walked briskly past these students. Although he didn't want to deliberately listen, those terms like black mecha still kept pouring into his ears. The more he listened, the more complicated his feelings became. Knowing that the silver mecha he had fought with in the end was indeed an ace student of the First Military Academy, he couldn't help but feel somewhat happy. However, when he saw those students laughing loudly while imitating the black mecha clutching its stomach and running away, he couldn't help but feel a little awkward.
At that time, he had only been in a hurry to cover his face and run away, so how could he have cared about the so-called demeanor and image of a pilot?
Returning to his own concierge bedroom, Xu Le could finally relax completely. He gulped down a large vat of cold water to replenish the water he had lost earlier and quench the terrifying hunger in his stomach. Carrying his backpack into the bathroom, he carefully removed the mirror. The tiles behind the mirror had basically been hollowed out by him, enough to fit a backpack inside.
After hiding the backpack, Xu Le pondered for a moment, then pried up another tile underneath. He took out the stun baton he had named 'flying dagger' and put it on his body. He didn't know what would happen in the next few days, so it was better to be careful. Last time, when he met Hook and the others outside the clubhouse, if he had had his stun baton with him, he wouldn't have been so helpless under the cold muzzle of that gun and could only take the risk of fighting with his body.
Before leaving the room, he subconsciously turned on the hologram on the wall. The constantly flashing and rolling post titles on the campus network appeared on the hologram and reflected in his eyes. His expression became extremely rich, and his body also froze in place.
"Black mecha … where are you? We're calling for you! "
"General Library's live post, the black mecha's great reversal!"
"Why is the mecha so black? It's the same as being a dark horse. "
"What are the legends of Ewha University trying to hide behind the scenes?"
"A proud academy retreats in defeat. Why are hidden geniuses always among the common folk?"
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These were the few posts that were pinned to the top, and the scrolling post list below was basically dominated by the scene in the general library today. In the capital ring where information was incomparably advanced, the mecha duel in the general library was continuously being broadcasted live on the campus network, attracting the attention of countless people. Especially after the mysterious disappearance of the black mecha at the end, countless people began to guess the black mecha's true identity amidst their cheers, and countless people launched activities to search for the black mecha.
How long had it been, and it had already caused such a huge commotion? Xu Le was lost in thought as he stared at the words on the hologram in astonishment. When the vault had opened earlier, he had already known that the situation of the mecha duel had fallen into the eyes of countless people. Earlier on, he had also seen many students discussing excitedly, but he really hadn't expected that a mere mecha duel drill would be able to excite the students of the entire university town to this extent.
Xu Le looked at the hologram and scratched his head, somewhat baffled. His eyes narrowed out of habit, and he raised his arm to click on one of the links to a high-definition video. In an extremely short amount of time, the image on the hologram was transferred to the Federation's largest video website, Tomato …
Looking at that clumsy black mecha's movements on the screen, looking at that incomparably swift silver stream of light, Xu Le's eyes slowly widened, and he stared without stopping for a moment. When he thought of how countless people had been like him earlier, staring at that incomparably large hologram in the general library while he himself was within the hologram, his mood became somewhat strange.
On the screen, the black mecha fell, stood up, and then six seconds passed in a flash. Under the impossible circumstances, the black mecha executed that kick!
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During the transition of movement mode, in an extremely short amount of time, the 74C armour plate on the lower half of the M37 mecha would show problems. Xu Le watched every image, and his mood gradually calmed down. He studied harder than anyone else, memorizing all the M-series mecha blueprints he could find in Ewha University. Those memorized data mixed together with the techniques Uncle Feng Yu had imperceptibly taught him back in the Eastwood Region gave him a natural intuitive judgement of mecha, which was why he could accurately grasp the fleeting opportunity …
This really could only be attributed to intuition, and had nothing to do with the strange power in his body or the information transmission channel. It was just that this sort of intuition could only be attributed to a sea of data and many years of practice, and only then could one have a natural affinity with mechanical components.
To know where the only possible loophole of the silver mecha was, one also needed to have the ability to grasp this loophole. Xu Le's control level was still far from being a match for the ace students of the First Military Academy, but he had an ability that they definitely could not have, and that was the trembling of his body.
The antique control system that had been phased out by the Federation many years ago, combined with the powerful physical control ability in his body, could allow the mecha to perform actions that would never be possible under normal circumstances!
Thirty degrees, it could only be thirty degrees. Xu Le watched the image quietly, and a happy smile appeared on his face. He thought of the kick that the fat captain of the Ancient Bell had sent towards him … that kick of the black mecha on the screen already looked like Captain Tian's kick, Ling Lie's kick.
Xu Le took a deep breath, and an indescribable feeling began to fill his chest. Perhaps it was confidence, or perhaps it was joy, or something else, but after all, he was just a youth. Every victory and improvement in life would make him happy, even if today's happiness was extremely risky and muddled.
He vaguely understood the true use of the power in his body, and also understood how the uncle was able to calmly face an entire team of special mecha from the Federation.
In this world, only the uncle and him understood that the human body was the first line of machines, and the mecha was just an extension of this machine. Only the uncle and him could use the powerful power in their bodies, either through methods that had been phased out by the Federation, or through methods as mysterious as the uncle …
Using the human body to directly control the mecha!
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