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The backpack was stuffed with small self-powered repair tools, a large number of components, and high-intensity light screen standard films, all of which were ordered online and cost Xu Le more than 10,000 yuan. Fortunately, the federal logistics industry is extremely developed today, and these things are not controlled items, so there is no delay, and he is ready to repair the two finger touch screens that were broken last night. However, when he walked behind the light screen of the terminal, he found the fragments of the light screen that he had carefully piled together...... It's gone.

Putting down the heavy backpack in surprise, Xu Le touched his head, climbed up the gangway at the mechanical leg to the cabin of the M prototype mecha, and was a little happy to find that two finger touch screens appeared at hand, at this time, he was in a very good mood, and couldn't help but feel more grateful to Ewha University, but he didn't know that these two light screens were replaced by Steward Jin, who was in charge of cleaning and cleaning up the H1 area.

Although there is always only this Jin steward by the side of the young master of the Tai family, in fact, this personal butler leads five teams and as many as sixty professionals, specializing in Tai Zhiyuan to provide a full range of services, and it is too simple to change two finger touch screens in one day.

Of course, Xu Le couldn't guess that he had been stained with the light of a big man and enjoyed the logistics service of the highest level of the Federation, and he had already sat in the Cabin at this time and started the sixth-level practice, but tonight he was extremely careful, consciously controlling the output intensity of the trembling or heat flow in his body......

It's amazing, it's really wonderful, in the face of the faster and faster light and color blocks on the light screen, Xu Le's eyes didn't blink, all engraved into his mind, but as soon as his mind moved, a channel seemed to suddenly appear in the muscles and nerves in his body, and that stream of heat or trembling would follow that channel, faithfully and quickly transmitting his thoughts to his fingertips, so as to quickly move on the finger-touch light screen, entering one command after another.

But still embarrassed, the best time of 11.8 seconds is 0.1 second higher than last night, is this also an improvement? Xu Le, who was covered in sweat, sat limply in the cockpit seat, sweat dripping down his wet black hair, his fingers kept trembling slightly because of excessive exercise, this tremor was purely the sequelae of exhaustion, and there was no slightest strangeness at all.

Xu Le sat thoughtfully in the belly of the mecha, constantly recalling every move of the uncle in the valley at the beginning, and his fingers simulating the movements he had seen. Suddenly, he stood up, looking from the mecha mezzanine on the side of the cabin, he couldn't help but whistle, it seems that there are still some differences between the drawings and the reality, although those data cables and sensing devices are indeed under the protection of the mecha, but there is no insulation control between them and the alloy mecha. Vaguely, Xu Le roughly understood how Uncle Feng Yu's magical hands could control the movements of the mecha on the surface of the mecha - probably the kind of trembling in the body, which could leave the human body and form something similar to an electric current or data stream, which entered the mecha's data transmission line through the surface of the alloy mecha.

This is a whimsical idea, the human body is not a generator, let alone a sensor, how can it communicate with the machine with an electric current or data stream? But other than that, Xu Le really has no way to explain the ability that Uncle once demonstrated. Xu Le sat back in his chair and fell into a long thought, if he wanted to prove his conjecture, prove that the tremor in his body could be transformed into a wave of fixed frequency bands under certain circumstances, and even control mechas, he had to enter the top laboratory of the Federation.

It's been a year, and the tremor in Xu Le's body, which can suddenly burst out with great power, has crept under his skin, no longer so noticeable, but has turned into some kind of slightly numb heat stream, circulating back and forth along a certain channel in his body...... However, this has little to do with his finger-touch light screen, unless he can get a mecha full-body sensing console that has long been eliminated.

Xu Le wiped the sweat off his forehead and enjoyed the clean breeze that kept pouring in around the console, it is said that the current M52 series is even stronger, but he is already very satisfied. In the breeze, he looked at his slightly trembling hands, not knowing how to release the heat flow in his body out of his skin, let alone use this power to control the three major systems of the mecha. But no matter how dull a person is, at this time, he will also know what a mysterious and powerful ability the ten movements that the boss uncle taught him back then, he looked at his hands in a daze, and suddenly felt scared, and always felt that if he continued like this, he was only afraid of himself...... It's no longer himself, but will become a machine, but I don't know if it's a killing machine or something else? But what about being afraid? That intense curiosity and thirst for the unknown still spurred him on, and he kept groping for himself on this road without a teacher, completely forgetting his original intention of only wanting to repair mechas, and sinking more and more into the endless range of mecha and his own body.

What did the boss and uncle mean by the first machine back then?

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Tired but full of energy, Xu Le walked out of the room, a new world had opened in front of him, and his mind was full of excitement that did not match the tiredness of his body at all. In the face of this magical and unknown world, some people may be afraid, and some people will avoid it, but Xu Le is not, he just waits with great interest for what may happen in the future.

The door to the opposite room was still tightly closed, and the soundproofed H1 area was quiet, except for a green light next to the door to indicate that someone was inside. From the hot coffee and spoiled biscuits in the lounge, Xu Le knew that the unknown "companion" at this time was the same person last night. He looked at the door curiously, thinking to himself that it was so late at this time, and there was someone besides himself who couldn't sleep for two nights in a row?

The rumbling abdomen reminded him that he was in a state of extreme hunger, Xu Le walked into the lounge with a bitter face, devoured his share of soy milk and fritters, and then began to look at the soy milk and fritters that were originally brought to that person with green eyes. At this time, Xu Le had already confirmed that every time he used the trembling power in his body, he would fall into a state of hunger, which was the case when he broke the plastic rope and escaped in the Donglin District, and the same was true for the practice in the gatehouse every night...... Especially after two nights of repetitive and boring high-intensity exercises in H1, his spirit was tensed to the extreme, and his hunger reached an unprecedented level, which really couldn't fill his stomach with soy milk and fried dough sticks.

He muttered something under his breath, as if apologizing to the air, and then picked up a piece of oil cake like lightning and swallowed it three times by five, but he was still not satisfied...... He stared at the modest food on the table with some dissatisfaction, pursed his lips, grinned a little embarrassedly, and quietly picked up the cup of coffee.

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The coffee was gone, the caviar was still there, and the tasteless man came. Tai Zhiyuan, who was covered in sweat, stared at the table in the rest room with an unhappy face, and saw the soy milk in the paper bag and a piece of oily paste that looked like a headache. He picked up the piece of paper and saw that there was another handwriting on it.

"I'm sorry, I'm really hungry because I didn't have enough food today, so I only left you a piece of oil cake and drank your coffee...... But it seems that I've been losing sleep lately, so it's better to drink less coffee, hehe. ”

Tai Zhiyuan looked at the last two words on the note, and a smirking face seemed to flash in front of him. He should have been angry, but for some reason he smiled bitterly.

Tai Zhiyuan took out the soy milk and oil cake from the paper bag, and suddenly he was a little distracted-if it was someone who wanted to be unfavorable to himself, it was possible to put ordinary food for more than 20 days in a row, and randomly choose one day to put in poison, as long as he could make himself lose his vigilance, what could those people not do? He looked at the soy milk in his hand and the thing called oil cake in silence, and a fierce look suddenly flashed on his face, as if he had decided to make the most dangerous gamble in his life.

He frowned and drank the soy milk like a poison, then nibbled on the oil cake, then sat on the chair in the lounge, and was stunned for a long time, and after a long time, he whispered to himself: "The oil cake seems to taste okay." ”

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Suddenly, Tai Zhiyuan lost interest in his favorite caviar, and a gentle gleam flashed in his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he picked up a pen and wrote his reply on the piece of paper.

"Stingy. ”

After doing this act that he felt extremely naïve, Tai Zhiyuan subconsciously walked into the room and began to call up Xu Le's training data to watch, even he didn't know why he was so interested in that intruder. As expected, the persistence time of the sixth level still stayed at more than eleven seconds, Tai Zhiyuan thought with irony that this was really a fool, and when he was about to turn around and leave, his brows furrowed, and he always felt that there was always something incongruous in the rows of data.

"Young master, the results of the first courtyard have come out. Steward Jin looked at Tai Zhiyuan with some concern, he was in charge of cleaning up the H1 area, and naturally knew the handwriting left on the white paper, but without the permission of the young master, he didn't dare to move at all. He lowered his head and reported: "After the laboratory over there identified it, it was believed that the data was falsified. ”

"Forgery?" Tai Zhiyuan turned off the TV screen on the wall, his brows furrowed, and he didn't understand what was going on, it was obviously the training data of that stupid person, why did he come to a falsified conclusion after the appraisal of the experts of the First Military Academy?

(To be continued)