After faking her death in interstellar space, the powerful woman disguised herself as a man and went

the next morning.

Leng Ran, who hadn't slept well last night, dragged her tired body out of bed and reluctantly got up to go to the meeting place for breakfast.

At the dinner table, He Xiting asked mysteriously, "Guess what we're going to do today?"

Gao Xiao casually replied, "He Xiting, look at you smug, what inside information have you gotten?"

"It's no fun just revealing the answer directly, let's guess." He Xiting looked at Yue Qiufeng expectantly, "Let our hero Qiufeng guess first."

Yue Qiufeng honestly replied, "I can't guess."

Zhao Yuheng spoke up: "Xixi, how about giving me a hint?"

He Xiting chuckled, "It's something Ali definitely wants to do."

Gao Xiao continued, "Are you building a new cafeteria? Are you short of laborers? Or cooks? Or is there some kind of eating contest?"

He remained silent and indifferent: "No, can't I have some ambition?"

“My roommate, a third-year student, went out on patrol in his mech early this morning,” Zhao Yuheng said. “The large-scale physical training should be done together. Since they’re not here, today’s training will most likely be basic exercises, or maybe a mech class.”

Zhao Yuheng smiled and looked at Leng Ran: "Given Ali's tendency to slack off whenever she gets the chance, she wouldn't like the former. So the answer is obvious, isn't it?"

Leng Ran: ...Is her image of slacking off really that deeply ingrained in people's minds?

I'm already incredibly busy on Stormstar, so if I don't take a break now, when will I ever get another chance?

Gao Xiao said absentmindedly, "I don't think I have anything to do in the mecha class. Mecha designers, even those who are on military assignments, are usually holed up in the Xuan Turtle. Those things aren't that difficult to fly."

Zhao Yuheng shook his head: "It's hard to say. The mechs in Star Wars are very different from real-world mechs. In reality, the physical strain that mechs put on the body is much greater than that in the virtual Star Wars."

He Xiting slammed his hand on the table: "Who cares? We'll find out when we get there. Before, people under eighteen weren't allowed to ride mechs, but now they finally are! I've been wanting to go for ages!"

After finishing breakfast, the group received a notification from Anning that today's meeting point was set at the mecha training ground.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the freshmen eagerly entered the mecha training field. What appeared in front of them was a row of primary mechas, each more than ten meters tall, model number "Guardian".

Today's instructor in charge of mecha training is Instructor Ouyang. Although he looks refined and gentle, he is an absolute mecha close combat maniac.

Instructor Ouyang: "Students, today I'm going to show you how to ride a mech. As usual, the first time a newbie rides a mech, they must be a beginner guard."

The combat mechs are classified into levels and corresponding physical fitness levels as follows: Beginner (3), Intermediate (4), Advanced (5), Master (6), Marquis (7), King (8), and so on up to God (9).

Although the new students' physical fitness level is four, which meets the standards for piloting intermediate-level mechs, their bodies may not be able to withstand the pressure brought by the mechs if they rashly use them.

Instructor Ouyang continued, "The Guardian is the most common type of versatile mech. It is very easy to operate and is perfect for beginners to practice. The Guardian you see now has had its arm cannons and back heavy sword removed, so you can use it with confidence."

"Alright, seeing how eager you all are to try it out, I won't say any more. Now, go and experience it for yourselves!"

The new students excitedly climbed into the cockpit using the ladder that was lowered down from inside.

Although they were all veteran Star Wars fans, this was the first time they had ever seen such a real mech!

Leng Ran successfully entered the cockpit. The guard's AI detected someone entering and the cockpit lights turned on.

A cold, mechanical voice rang out: "Welcome, mech pilot. Now, please follow my instructions to connect the sensors."

The cockpit here is similar to the one in Star Wars; the space isn't very large, but it's not cramped either.

A set of sensors is placed in the center, which can capture the pilot's movements in real time and feed them back to the mecha, so as to achieve synchronization between the pilot and the mecha.

At the very front of the cockpit is a control console, where various systems can be activated and operated, such as the thermal weapon system, communication system, emergency escape device, and... a red self-destruct device.

The self-destruct system is an extreme measure that is only taken as a last resort. It is often used in conjunction with emergency escape devices, but whether the escape pod can get out of the mech's self-destruct range in time after it is ejected is an unknown.

Leng Ran skillfully donned the sensor devices and activated the mecha.

The AI ​​guarding the mech: "Mech self-check in progress, normal startup mode, estimated to be two minutes away."

Two minutes later, the guard's eyes suddenly lit up, and Leng Ran felt her vision instantly elevated. She felt as if she had become one with this junior guard, inseparable from it.

As for the so-called pressure... Leng Ran didn't feel anything obvious. If she really wanted to describe it, it would be like she was carrying a backpack, but it was not as heavy as her equipment bag.

She piloted the mecha, spun around in place, and then casually bounced around a few times. She adapted very quickly, without the slightest sense of hindrance.

Instructor Ouyang nodded secretly. As expected of a soldier with mental strength, Mo Li adapted extremely quickly despite being at level five physical fitness.

Leng Ran was very excited to be piloting a mecha for the first time, but then she realized that there were no other mechas in her field of vision.

That's strange, where did all those guards go?

She looked down and saw that the guards that had just been activated were now lying on the ground.

Some of the better ones could maintain a half-kneeling posture, as if they were carrying a heavy load on their shoulders, their shoulders trembling, unable to stand up no matter what.

Those that were almost there had already fallen face down, lying down peacefully.

Seeing this, she remained silent for a few seconds, then her guard suddenly fell straight down and lay motionless on the ground.

Instructor Ouyang, who witnessed the whole thing, also laughed and boarded the mecha, walking over to Leng Ran's side.

"Playing dead, Mo Li? Since you can move, go run laps!"

Leng Ran, who didn't want to run laps, said, "I want to move too, but I can't stand up, instructor!"

Instructor Ouyang laughed instead of getting angry: "Still pretending?"

He kicked out without hesitation, but Leng Ran, who was still lying down, saw the instructor raise his leg and immediately rolled over and nimbly jumped backward, causing Instructor Ouyang's kick to miss.

Instructor Ouyang was once again surprised by Leng Ran's adaptability to the mecha. The fact that she could accurately control the mecha to make evasive maneuvers in a short period of time was enough to prove Leng Ran's proficiency in the mecha.

"Mo Li, is this really your first time piloting a mecha?" Instructor Ouyang had just asked when he remembered that Leng Ran had been lying in the treatment pod for two years, so how could she have had the chance to touch a real mecha?

Leng Ran looked completely innocent: "Instructor, you know my situation. Do you think I can pilot a mecha in my dreams?"

While the two were having a "friendly chat," some of the more adaptable soldiers stood up shakily, took a brave step, and then knelt down with a thud.

Surprisingly, apart from Leng Ran, Yue Qiufeng adapted the best among everyone. Although he was still a little slow, he could already walk steadily.

As expected of someone from an ancient martial arts family, he has a very good level of control over his body, and this advantage is also reflected in his control over the mecha.

Instructor Ouyang looked at the group of freshmen who were still trying to tame their limbs: "Today, all the individual combat students must learn to run laps, command, and mech pilots... If you can even stand up, you've completed the mission! Those who don't complete the mission won't get any food!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Ran instantly perked up and turned to walk towards the track.

Instructor Ouyang called out to Leng Ran, "Mo Li, you don't need to run laps anymore. Get out of your mech and come with me."