Quickly wear the clothes and become the father of Bai Yueguang who died early

Gu Shichuan didn't expect Jiang Cheng to be so disrespectful. His face turned red and blue like a color palette.

She started to pua his daughter right in front of him, did she think he was dead?

Jiang Ran didn't want to face Gu Shichuan: "My dad is coming to Emperor Star for the first time today. We have something else to do so we will leave first."

After she said that, she pulled Jiang Cheng up and left.

[You are still as good at cursing as ever. ]

After they walked out, Jiang Cheng asked, "I scolded him, are you angry?"

Jiang Ran paused and turned around to say to Jiang Cheng: "No, just don't do this again next time. Gu Shichuan is the third generation of the Gu family and has connections in the alliance."

Jiang Cheng looked calm, spread his hands and said:

"Life and death are indifferent, just do it if you don't accept it."

Suddenly, Jiang Ran looked at Jiang Cheng, and there seemed to be light and shadow flowing in his light-colored pupils.

She said, "Maybe I know why my mother likes you."

Jiang Cheng didn't answer, just looked at her.

Two people were walking side by side on the street, when suddenly Jiang Ran's attention was attracted by a virtual screen in the distance.

On the screen, a steel mecha was shot from bottom to top. The black body of the mecha was like a sharp sword, breaking through the sky and emitting light behind it.

And behind him there are thousands and thousands of such mechas.

This is a promotional video made by the Alliance for the military.

It makes people feel safe.

The envy and fondness in Jiang Ran's eyes did not seem fake.

Jiang Cheng asked: "Do you like it?"

Jiang Ran came back to his senses and nodded.

“I also want to fight like them one day.”

However, such a mecha is very expensive.

Apart from the alliance and the army, only a few major families can forge it.

But owning a mecha of his own has always been Jiang Ran’s dream.

Jiang Ran suppressed the urgent impulse and took Jiang Cheng back home first.

Jiang Ran's residence is less than 80 square meters, with two bedrooms and a living room, which is very small.

On the table was a photo of Jiang Ran and Xu's mother.

Judging from her age, Xu Lan should be in her 40s now.

But the Xu Lan in the photo looks young and lively, full of energy.

Xu Lan had been dead for a year, and she had not told Jiang Ran that she was on a secret mission. It was not until a year later that Jiang Ran was notified, and Jiang Cheng was notified at the same time.

Jiang Ran threw something that looked like a watch to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng took it in his hand and looked at it: "Little Genius Children's Watch? Do you have such things in your star system?"

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the little genius Jiang Cheng was talking about?

She took the watch and tied it around Jiang Cheng's wrist.

While tying it, he explained: "This is the smart brain that your mother left for you."

As she said that, she stretched out her hand and showed Jiang Cheng the one in her hand.

It turns out to be the same model.

Jiang Ran arranged Jiang Cheng in the next room, which was also where Xu Lan used to live.

And I told him: "You should adapt to it first, and come to me if you have any questions."

Jiang Cheng returned to his room with peace of mind. The room looked like it had been cleaned and there was no sign that anyone had lived there.

The bed sheets and quilt covers are new.

There is also a desk in the room.

Jiang Cheng sat down at the table and turned on the little genius...the intelligent brain.

An AI virtual female image appeared in front of Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng teased 757: "She is similar to you."

757 snorted: [How can they be similar? They are obviously very different. I am an intelligent system from the previous dimension. How can I compare with this kind of AI? ]

Jiang Cheng had never used this kind of intelligent computer, but that didn't stop him from finding it interesting.

"How to use this thing?"

He didn't really want to look for Jiang Ran because Jiang Ran didn't look like he wanted to be disturbed.

So he decided to do some research on his own.

He said to the intelligent computer: "Show me something interesting on your planet."

The intelligent brain said in a slightly mechanical voice: "This function requires connecting to the alliance network. Please bind the intelligent brain first."

Then the intelligent computer popped up a long list of information that needed to be filled in.

What age, place of origin, name, gender, and even sexual orientation...

The next step is to let the smart AI scan your body data.

Height 185

Weight 75

Attack power 85

However, in the column of mental strength, the data is ∞

After filling in the data, AI prompted it to appear on the alliance website in two images.

One is one’s own image.

Another type is a customized image.

The socially anxious Jiang Cheng created a Lanling King for himself without hesitation.

After surfing the Internet for many years, Jiang Cheng is well aware of the importance of vests.

The last column is to give yourself a virtual name.

So he waved his hand and gave himself a name: Kick the Lame Man's Good Leg.

He set himself the image of an assassin.

Then the lame man's good leg was kicked wildly and was teleported to a staircase.

Jiang Cheng exclaimed: "This virtual image is so advanced."

757 sneered.

I don’t know where the intelligent computer teleported him to.

Jiang Cheng was sitting on a step, with several people assembling mechas below.

Jiang Cheng didn’t think about it being a real mecha, mainly because the mechas he had seen when he traveled through time were all large and heavy.

The mecha he saw now looked like a toy.

"Did this teleport me into the game?"

There were many other people on the steps like him.

Some people look excited and excited, as if they were given an injection of chicken blood.

"Look at that master from so-and-so's family. He spells really fast and well."

"I heard that his mental strength is 90."

"Oh my god, look at that guy, he's starting to exert his strength."

"It's a pity that so-and-so didn't show up today, otherwise it would have been even more exciting."

"The competition this year is much more intense than in previous years."

Jiang Cheng couldn't understand who those people were.

He looked down at the stage and saw a pile of spare parts on the ground.

He thought he might as well go up and play since he was sitting there anyway.

So I went downstairs and started to piece things together.

Everyone on and off the stage was stunned.

"Who is this person? Why did he go up directly?"

The people on the judges' panel were also stunned.

A staff member wanted to drive them away but was stopped by an old man with white hair and beard.

"No need. If he has the courage, let him try."

So Jiang Cheng started to assemble the mecha as if no one was around.

He said cheerfully to 757: "It's like playing with Lego."

He spelled it out very quickly, as if he already had it in his mind.

He only needs to pick up each part and know where to put it.

He thought it was just a game, but the people around him were stunned.

"Fuck, who is that guy? So fierce?"

"Is he here to cause trouble? He must have spelled it wrong."

"Don't worry about whether the spelling is correct or not. His hand speed is something that not everyone can hope to achieve."

Jiang Cheng finished assembling thousands of parts in less than ten minutes. When he stood up and looked, he saw that several people sitting on the ground were still working hard.

He threw the assembled mecha onto the stage and said, "It's done."

The old man with white beard was shaking all over because of this shock.

He carefully picked up the mecha that Jiang Cheng had assembled.

"You fought perfectly, you are the champion."

Jiang Cheng is very happy.

It was not only because he got the recognition, he was standing on the podium happily holding the championship trophy.

All the bigwigs below were in tears.

"This game is really fun. I'll play it again next time."

After receiving the trophy, he turned around and logged off.

Leaving behind a group of bigwigs looking at each other in bewilderment.

The old man with white beard immediately shouted, "Quick, go find him, we must find out who kicked the cripple's good leg."