The artist pulls out a weeping willow tree

"If we don't join this battle, there's no telling how long it will last, so this mecha should belong to us!"

"Bah! You came after we were already halfway through the fight, and now you're telling us the reward is yours? How shameless!"

"Who is shameless? Not to mention these big bosses, there are also battles with fifth graders! Can't you handle it?"

"Fifth graders are fifth graders, and the big boss is the big boss. Don't act like you guys are helping us! The fifth graders are here to drain our fighting power, not because we defeated them!"

"You're a brainless fool!"

"You are the fool!"

"..."

"...Quiet!" Student Yao Yao looked back at the team in a warning tone.

Only when the team quieted down did Yao Yao soften his tone and say, "... Let's talk about this matter calmly and carefully."

"Okay." After hearing this, the other people pondered for a moment and then nodded in agreement very happily.

Pu Feng continued, "Well, let me talk about the reward this time first."

Classmate Yao Yao immediately pretended to listen, and the others who had been interrupted also tactfully shut their mouths and waited for classmate Pu Feng to speak.

"...Just now everyone was talking about the timing of our arrival. It's true that Yaoyao's team and I did arrive late, but based on the comparison of the personnel on the field at that time, our team accounted for the majority." Pu Feng said, "You did pay a lot in the early stage, but if we hadn't shown up, let alone the pressure of fifth-year students, you wouldn't even be able to survive the final rampage of this BOSS. Am I right?"

“It’s not like we can’t get through it without you guys…” A student frowned and retorted.

"But the price you pay will be much greater than it is now!" Pu Feng interrupted the student rudely and continued, "This mecha is indeed very good, and everyone wants it, but it is precisely because everyone wants it that we need to make a better decision on where to put it..."

Pu Feng looked around at everyone and said confidently, "It can only exert its greatest power if it is put into the most suitable hands... Don't you want to give the fifth graders a slap in the face?"

The lower grade students' eyebrows moved slightly.

"The grade competition has always been the home turf for the seniors. Even if only one of us juniors can stand up to the final battle and fight against the top fifth graders..." classmate Yao Yao laughed and said, "Maybe we can win this game against the fifth graders!"

"Are you so confident?" someone asked.

"Pu Feng and I are the most likely among the first-year students. There is absolutely no way this mecha is the only one here. We will not take this reward for nothing. We will compensate everyone with materials..."

After saying that, Yaoyao glanced at everyone who was excited, and then continued: "I've talked so much with you all because I want to determine a common goal with you to promote the alliance..."

"…an alliance?"

"That's right, form an alliance! In order to achieve an absolute victory in the grade competition and break the traditional pattern of the grade competition, what do you think? This mecha does not belong to Pu Feng and me personally, but is prepared for our final battle!" Yao Yao said.

"Yaoyao and I are not interested in snatching the mecha. What we are interested in is actually the final battle." Pu Feng gestured to the team behind him and said, "Besides, there are so many of us. What do you think your chances of winning are if we use force to take it? We are willing to say this to you calmly, not because we are afraid of you!"

There was basically no need to continue the conversation at this point. On one side were scattered guerrillas acting independently, and on the other side were a large group with a leader.

This large group was obviously strong enough, and the scattered soldiers who had not held out much hope were just unwilling to be a puppet for others. With the material compensation, they would not be stupid enough to continue to be stubborn.

After negotiating the compensation for materials, the mecha was obtained by Yao Yao and Pu Feng. At the same time, they also accepted a number of teams that were willing to compete with the fifth-graders with them.

As for their ultimate goal, Minglang, the top student in the fifth grade, is diligently killing monsters and collecting materials for mechas.

The member of Minglang's team who was from the Mecha Manufacturing Institute could design and manufacture mechas independently. Therefore, Minglang and his team did not specifically search for mecha rewards, which were originally rewards for junior students.

"... Another wave, let's change places!" Minglang shook the beast blood off his weapon and said with disdain: "This thing is so fucking disgusting."

"...I told you to change your boss, but you didn't want to." A boy found a clean place and sat down, looking up at Minglang and said.

"It would be so boring if I changed it." Minglang curled his lips. It was disgusting, so what? "Get up, get up, let's go fight the BOSS!"

"Minglang is addicted to skinning people!"

"Zhou Bapi!"

"Oh yeah, Zhou Pa Pi!"

Jixiang, who is doing the science week skinning, is now moving the dead bodies of wild animals, and will burn them later.

The group of beasts have been completely eliminated, and all that remains is to deal with the corpses. This ship can be considered their trophy. They will have to live on this ship for a while before finding the mechanism leading to other spaces.

Guan Qingyue was dissecting a wild beast with a delicate dagger. Although Guan Qingyue had never taken the Zerg researcher's anatomy class, he knew how to do dissection.

Guan Qingyue used the dagger in her hand to deftly cut open the beast's skin and flesh, leaving only a complete skeleton.

"...RT-Mart needs you!" Jixiang did not forget to give Guan Qingyue a thumbs up when he passed by carrying the beast's corpse.

Guan Qingyue didn't know what RT-Mart was, but he could tell that the skeleton was unusual, "Jixiang, come and take a look!"

Jixiang, who was fighting against corpses, threw the corpse onto the pile of corpses, clapped his hands and walked over, "…What are you looking at?"

"Does this material look familiar to you?" Guan Qingyue said happily.

Jixiang knocked on the skeleton and said angrily: "If that's the case, I moved it in vain!"

Guan Qingyue processed the materials silently, "Just treat it as physical training..."

Jixiang knew that his work was in vain: “…” Physical training!

Su Erya, who was closest to him, dropped the beast's body halfway upon hearing this and said, "...I'll go check the cabin."

Mo Xingfeng and Mo Zuolang, two ignorant and stupid kids, wanted to continue moving in, but they were sent away after hearing the plan relayed by Su Erya.

Jixiang smiled and took out the butcher knife...

After the materials are cut, they need to be smelted. Some materials require mental power to smelt, while some materials need other methods to smelt.

Ji Daxiang was an excellent blacksmith and was proficient in all kinds of smelting methods, but the conditions on the ship were limited.

However, Guan Qingyue is a very smart person. He directly uses materials smelted by mental power to design and manufacture mechas and other weapons.

Jixiang was responsible for helping out.