Gavin said he would go to Dean the next day, but the next day was still untrained.

Because Dean began to be irritable as soon as he saw him, as restless as a wolf that had been taken away by his prey, walking around trying to sniff his neck, as if he was going to pounce on him at any time.

Although Gavin was very calm and restrained, he couldn't hold Dean's madness over and over again. The two almost even scuffled in the locker room before entering the cockpit.

In the end, Dean was wearing a blue-purple mech with a corner of his mouth, and his face was somber and somber that it didn't look much like him, but a bit like his famous bad boy classmate Claire.

For Gavin, there is no difference. He is not the first time he has encountered lp, which is controlled by pheromone and has unconscious madness. He is used to it. Speaking of which he was just recovering, he felt that it was better to be an lp, because lp's qualities are outstanding and he can work in a wide range of professions; but after counter examples such as Jing, Dean, Claire, Aaron ... He thinks that it is best to be a bt. BT who is calm, self-controlled and born with more freedom is the true life winner.

This day's training was not smooth, because Dean's mental state was unstable, which led to chaos and helplessness. He almost tripped his left foot and slammed his dog. Fortunately, Gavin took away Dean's control of the mech, and the steel giant turned sharply and stopped on the plain in a kneeling position.

哐 When Gavin pushed open the door, he jumped to the ground in a volley, leaving without a word to go away.

"Stop!" Dean hurriedly jumped down with him, angrily: "The race is tomorrow! Where are you going ?!"

Gavin didn't even return.

"I said you stand still for me!"

Dean rushed up and grabbed his shoulder, before the hand fell, his wrist was caught in the air, and Gavin turned and punched.

Lightning and flint, Dean realized that he was going to be beaten again-but before the humiliation had risen, he only felt the sound of the wind, and Gavin's fist stiffened before his chin.

"We can't cooperate," Gavin took a step back, and his tone was flat. "Training is just a waste of time."

Most of the elements of his one-punch warning had actually taken into account the face of lp. However, this attitude made Dean proud and humiliated. He clenched his teeth tightly before he could barely restrain himself: "... what about tomorrow's game?"

"You control when you can, and you can change me if you can't control. Honestly, I'm less likely to lose."

This was a candid statement, and Dean didn't even have a way to refute it. Half a moment later he asked, "Why are you so strong?"

Gavin was silent.

He watched the evening wind blow across the plain, the setting sun stained the boy's stubborn face, and a sigh of silence swept past him from the bottom of his heart.

They didn't know that another person had asked the same question many years ago-the Emperor Heinrich. Of course he is not as angry and unwilling as Dean is today, but with extreme worship: "Why are you so strong?"

Celia's answer was very mild: "--for time."

Because time has given me insignificant experience and wisdom, it has taught me humility and tolerance, so that I always remember to reflect on myself, while always remembering to show compassion and awe.

This was a typical Silian answer-but of course he couldn't tell now.

"I don't know," Gavin said honestly.

Dean looked at him coldly and waved, "If you don't want to say it, just forget it."

The next day, the Universe's eye-catching Mecha League officially began.

As the organizer of the Royal Military Academy, a vast area of ​​2.6 million square kilometers was demarcated as a playing field, including various terrains such as wasteland, highlands, virgin forests, and even a nuclear pollution experimental area left over during the war. It is said that no one has gone in for half a century.

The contestants sent by major military schools also arrived at Egret Star-these people had met at the original dinner. They were all proud pride of the sky, and no one would lose his grace before the start of the game. Therefore, although the smell of gunpowder is full now, everyone nods when they meet. They are cold but thoughtful.

Gavin was mixed in as a fake. Before entering the player's lounge, he changed a full set of combat uniforms, wearing a black hood showing only his eyes, and silently sitting in the corner as a mushroom.

"Are you from Nan Jiaxing?" A Royal Military Academy staff member did not know him and greeted him warmly.

"..." Gavin was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Let's just say, Nan Jiaxing's lads are short-did your school only start participating in the league last year? Don't be afraid, those lads didn't dare to speak last year, and they were pitiful to see ..."

The other players looked back if they were unaware.

"... There is nothing to be nervous about, so try your best. You can go to the Royal Military Academy and play around for two days after you play early. There will be a grand dinner after the game. You will be sent home after the dinner ... ... "

The staff put the words of hospitality to the fullest, and Gavin stared at him innocently, feeling that the strange sight in all directions was almost staring out of a hole.

"... and last year you were the last. As long as you are a little better this year, even if you make progress, the task is very easy!" The staff patted Gavin's shoulder again and encouraged him with induced eyes: "-come, take a deep breath! Do you feel better? "

Gavin hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to live up to the kindness of the staff.

"Yes, it's much better." He calmed down with pitying eyes around him, "Thank you!"

As a result, when Dean changed his clothes and played, he saw Gavin walking towards the Mech Squad of Nanjiaxing Military Academy. Somehow the action seemed a little sneaky.

"Hey you--"

Dean didn't say anything, and Gavin immediately gave him a wink.

"..." Dean's eyebrows twitched, only to see him mixed into the Nanga Xing military academy team, and he turned around and waved at a staff member.

The other side also waved cheerfully, as if saying goodbye, then turned to the office.

As for the players in the major military schools around the world, they are watching Gavin, and their eyes are very complicated: compassion, compassion, contempt, disdain ... That is a rich meaning!

Dean was so full of black lines that he had to wait until no one around him noticed. Hurry up and pull Gavin out: "What are you going to do to Nanga?"

"It's a long story ..."

"what happened?"

Gavin's face was serious, and he stretched out a finger to shake, and Dean was more anxious: "What the **** happened? Tell me quickly!"

"... I don't want to mention it." Half a minute Gavin finally told the truth: "A little shame."

In the end, Dean questioned Gavin as he tried the thief until he boarded the plane.

You can't blame him for being nervous, you should know that the mark on Gavin's neck hit him too much-although he wasn't arrogant enough to think that it would belong to him, Dean always felt that he was competitive. , I did not expect to turn around and mark people!

It's intolerable!

This is no different from being cornered by someone!

Fortunately, this mark is temporary, and it will be metabolized with the blood circulation in the near future. In order to ensure that similar situations will not occur in the future, Dean is now tightening the nerves of a certain alert to 120,000 points like the lp who have undergone painful lessons.

"If you ask again, I can only ask you to shut up," Gavin finally couldn't stand when the principal's speech was about to end, threatening to open the communicator in the technician cabin.

"It's because you didn't realize the seriousness of the problem," Dean's cold voice came from the headset. "Do you know how important the opening ceremony of the league is? Do you know the consequences of casual talking to people? Every year Many players are not defeated at all. They have no experience. They were seen through before the game began ... "

"Chaotic," Gavin flatly said.

The next second Dean in the cockpit noticed a sudden tightening of the nerve bands, wrapped him in a cricket wrap, and threw it to the driver's seat.

Gavin: "Good."

Dean: "..."

One of Dean's rational nerves was broken, and he was about to yell and scold only to hear Zhuan's voice from the public channel. He said timidly, "Thank you."

Gavin: "Hmm."

"..." Dean was completely speechless.

After President Caroline delivered a speech on behalf of the Royal Military Academy, President Dana of the Star Military Academy came to power and introduced the participating mecha to all the guests.

In the previous years, all the mechas were self-provided by players. People with class mechas like Dean are very clever-there are very few mechas, basically everyone is d. nothing.

However, for some psychological reasons this year, President Caroline has generously prepared mechs for all the contestants.

This one was almost beyond the expectations of all military academies. The principals broke through their glasses, and they could only admire the Royal Military Academy for being worthy of the word Royal. Is this local tyrant comparable? Class mech is enough for school officers in remote galaxies! Except for the Royal Military Academy, who can move out hundreds of units as soon as they are shot!

Caroline closed her eyes with countless red eyes, and An Zhiruo sat in the suspended box, just like nothing.

"It is indeed Principal Caroline who is one of the founding fathers," Dana said, and returned to the box with a smile on her face. "It is indeed admirable to provide all opponents with the same excellent conditions!"

The term was used to make the principals around him look slightly indifferent, but Caroline laughed, "It's just a fair game."

"Haha, you are right. So the rest of the team will be elites on the last day of the game, and they will be equipped with such advanced mechas. I am sure they will be happy when driving."

Caroline smiled and didn't answer.

Of course, she would not tell Dana the true reason for providing the class mech, because he would not believe it.

No one would believe that the armed technicians of the Royal Military Academy can control the mechs of all levels and above with spirit, because this is quite rare in the entire history of mech development.

This kind of person's mental threshold is high enough to almost power. Although they can only be violently cracked in the face of pure mechanical d-class mechs, as long as they encounter mechs with class above the nerve band, most of them can invade the other's mental plug Way to directly control the other party under their own thoughts.

Of course, this invasion is only one-to-one, and there is no precedent in history that can control two mechas at the same time-but as long as the most critical mech is controlled, the battlefield has already taken the lead and reached this level. An average of two hundred years may not produce one.

As for recent records in history, it was the federal commander Gavin Silia who died 50 years ago-for military protection reasons, almost no one knew before his death, and this secret was only disclosed by the Emperor after his death.

After him, no one can do it anymore.

"Now that everyone is ready, let's get started."

Caroline stood up, clapped her hands, and the sixty-four salutes rang through the sky. The eyes of hundreds of steel giants lighted up at the same time, and the roar swept across the field.

"The first item of the game is to travel through 40,000 kilometers of primitive jungle-everyone will fight each other to the end, and only one third of the players will qualify for promotion."

"Please don't be afraid to fight, and try to eliminate as many players as possible. The principals will rate each game, and the score will be directly related to the order of the next game."

As for the specific scoring standards have been transmitted to all mechs, Caroline did not say much, the cold voice was transmitted to the ears of each player through the public frequency:

"Then please pay attention now-" She paused, and said loudly, "The game is starting!"

——Her voice did not fall, a mech rushed behind Zhuan Zhu, and the ion lightsaber cut off.

Everything happened at the same moment: Zhuanzhu turned around, pulled his sword, and hacked his backhand; the other party was chopped into two sections by a loud noise, and a bright stream of fire mixed with electro-optical explosion exploded, swinging the surrounding area for more than ten meters. Flat ground.

All the surrounding mechas were stationary for a moment, followed by a "ding!"

"The mech chaos cut one enemy and scored 920; the mech bow was cut and the driver was eliminated."

"The competition has begun. Please continue your efforts."

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