The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

This is indeed good news. If so, does it mean that other people, if they train, will also have the opportunity to pilot mechs?

The high-ranking leader gently picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then slowly began to speak: "Although we possess the mental strength required to pilot mechs, we still need to undergo corresponding matching training. Currently, one of our primary challenges is how to exchange resources with the interstellar community."

Lei Ming pondered for a moment, then said, "Leader, they have a huge need for our 'spiritual spring' water. They should be the ones taking the initiative to ask us for it."

Gol immediately chimed in, "That's right, their world is being invaded by the Zerg, and the situation is much more dangerous than here. At least we don't have the threat of war here yet."

“Dean Lei, Dean Ge, your ideas are far too optimistic.” Luo Qing joined the discussion. “Those countries are eyeing us covetously, constantly creating trouble around us, attempting to provoke a war.”

The senior leader then summarized the meeting: "Everyone's points have some merit. So, let's call Xiao Qin for a meeting at 1 p.m. Everyone, please brainstorm, speak freely, and share your thoughts."

At this moment, Qin Xian'er was practicing martial arts with Xiao Qifei.

She has never stopped cultivating these days, and now her cultivation technique has successfully entered the third level, allowing her to use any object around her as a weapon.

Her hands blossomed like flowers, forming a mysterious gesture, and the fallen leaves on the ground seemed to come alive, slowly floating in the air.

With a gentle wave of her hand, the fallen leaves instantly transformed into sharp arrows, shooting towards the tree trunk not far away. Half of the leaves were deeply embedded in the trunk, while the other half fluttered in the wind.

Those seemingly soft leaves became deadly weapons in her hands.

Xiao Qifei's skills were even more astonishing. His movements were as fast as lightning, making them difficult to catch. All that could be seen was a blur of a shadow flashing past.

Wu Tong, who had come to inform Qin Xian'er of the meeting, witnessed all of this and was greatly impressed.

He used to think he was chosen to protect Qin Xian'er because of his superior martial arts skills, but now he began to wonder whether he was the one protecting her, or whether she needed to protect him.

Wu Tong couldn't help but clap his hands, looking at the two of them with expectant eyes: "Afei, Xian'er, you two are really amazing! When will you teach me?"

Xiao Qifei agreed without hesitation: "Of course, you can start learning anytime as long as the leader agrees!"

Xiao Qifei pondered to himself whether his spiritual power was related to his cultivation technique.

"Okay, I'll go and ask my supervisor for permission. Oh, by the way, my supervisor asked me to tell you that the meeting is at 1 p.m. in the glass room."

Qin Xian'er smiled and replied, "Okay, Brother Wu, I will attend on time."

Looking at the time, it was almost lunchtime, and the meeting was approaching, so she decided to end her practice first.

When Qin Xian'er arrived at the venue, there were already a few people there. She recognized Lei Ming and Ge Er, but didn't recognize the others. She casually found a seat and sat down, quietly waiting for the leaders to arrive.

At 12:55, the top leader, accompanied by his secretary, took the main seat and got straight to the point: "Comrades, the purpose of our visit today is to discuss the issue of exchanging mechs with the interstellar world. We need to discuss how to exchange them, and how many mechs to exchange. Everyone is welcome to speak freely, and it doesn't matter if you say something wrong."

No sooner had the top leader finished speaking than someone eagerly chimed in, "Of course, the more we exchange, the better!"

No sooner had one person finished speaking than another added, "The more the better, that's true, but we need people who can pilot them. If no one can pilot the mechs we get in return, won't they just become a pile of scrap metal?"

"That being said, even if they are scrap metal, we can disassemble them, study the parts and processes inside, and perhaps we can even produce them ourselves!"

"The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is harsh. Mechs are not the toys in Universal Studios. Putting aside the programming, just the materials and parts—which one doesn't need to withstand pressure, freezing, and high temperatures? Can we even manufacture them?"

"You're boosting others' morale while diminishing our own. Our development over the years has all started with learning from others, hasn't it? And haven't we succeeded by learning from them now?"

The entire venue suddenly became as noisy as a market, with everyone arguing and debating endlessly, creating a chaotic scene.

Qin Xian'er felt as if she were in the middle of a kindergarten argument, and she couldn't understand what they were talking about at all, so she couldn't join in the conversation.

The argument only stopped when the top leader cleared his throat. "I heard everything you were discussing. Let me summarize: 1. How many mechs can the other side trade us? 2. The manufacturing technology of the mechs; 3. The maintenance and repair of the mechs, right?"

As expected of a high-ranking leader, he got straight to the heart of the matter as soon as he opened his mouth, and everyone in the room nodded in agreement.

"Xiao Qin, do you have anything to add?" the senior leader asked her directly.

Qin Xian'er was lost in thought when she was suddenly called upon. She pointed to herself and received a nod of approval.

"Big Boss, I think these problems can be solved through communication. Shall we contact them now?" Qin Xian'er felt that the old man and Na Delie were quite easy to talk to, and perhaps the outcome wouldn't be too bad.

“Okay, let’s get in touch now!” The senior leader agreed to her suggestion.

Apart from Lei Ming, Ge Er, and Luo Qing, everyone else wore puzzled expressions, as if asking: Contact? Contact whom?

Lei Ming opened the Panda app and started a call with the other side of the interstellar network.

Soon, the old man's figure appeared in the air. "Hello everyone, it's great to be able to talk to you. Have the results of your mental health tests come out yet?"

The leader chuckled and said, "The dean was right after all. We have a total of 6 people who have reached Grade A in our tests."

The old man raised an eyebrow. In such a small place, there were actually so many people whose mental strength had reached level A.

"That's not bad. So, how many mechs are you planning to replace?" the old man asked.

"Of course we want to replace as many as possible, but do you have any information on the routine maintenance and repair of the mechs?" Lei Ming asked, voicing his question.

"These are all simple. We'll convert a copy for you later. It's just that the difference in materials and technology is huge. I don't know if you can understand it!" The old man didn't quite understand the technological level of the Flower Country.

Upon hearing that information could be provided, Geer chimed in, "We'll have to review the data to know for sure. If possible, please provide us with the mecha's manufacturing technology, maintenance, and repair information. Thank you!"