Imperial Journey

Said, "They will usher in a new life."

"And we will welcome our new friends."

"You will no longer be alone." The young man's eyes were earnest, and he knelt behind the boy devoutly, with his right hand covering the left heart, "Lord Norland."

"No, we're going back, Douglas." The little boy turned around and smiled at him. When he smiled, his eyes seemed to be able to see shallow textures. He couldn't see the stars, but the stars could be reflected in his eyes , "I came back this time to say goodbye to you, Douglas."

The supporting pillars of the main hall began to collapse, and the countless reliefs and murals on the top, as well as the statues standing next to them, disappeared into the air. Douglas hurriedly got up and ran forward a few steps, trying to chase Noland, but Noland His body gradually became transparent, and Douglas felt him turn into a gust of wind, circling around him twice, so gentle, his forward steps stopped.

He knew that one day there would be a farewell, but he never thought that it would be heartbreaking.

"Goodbye."

In the 338th year of the singularity, the god fell. (Note: One year of singularity, [-] million years of cosmic calendar)

Noland's body turned into a gust of wind, blowing in all directions of the universe.His eyes turned into blood-pupiled greedy wolves, his thinking brain became the central control area of ​​the ice-blue phoenix, his hands became the arms of the God of War Chilong, and his heart became the belief of the best unicorn.

Two of the four rays of light flew towards the earth. From this moment, the ice blue phoenix and the blood-eyed greedy wolf had their own independent souls—the immortal space machine soldiers accepted their first masters and began to maintain the universe. balance.

That was the beginning of all newness and glory.

And all this happened under the gaze of the man in black——Douglas. The stars cast his gentle eyes on him to soothe his sense of loss.

He continues to be an observer, watching everything happening around him without stopping or changing it.The only god he cared about had fallen in the past moment.

Everything will start all over again, and we will meet again.

On the earth, in the territory of Dihua, two teenagers hugged each other and promised a bright future. At that time, they did not think about how long and difficult the road ahead would be, but they had each other—that was mutual support, and they Have a dream and put it into action.

With the spirit of chivalry: humility, honor, sacrifice, bravery, compassion, honesty, justice, and faith, not afraid of the past, facing the present, not afraid of the future, to give beauty to this world; and the human beings at that time, overcoming obstacles, will Humility, honor, sacrifice, bravery, compassion, honesty, justice, and faith are engraved in the soul, and disasters cannot knock them down, make them retreat, or perish.

They will not be defeated, nor will they be brought down.

The soul is there, the faith is immortal.

Lost Forest ([-])

After that day, Xie Xingjue felt that his body had changed, as if he had become more sensitive, quicker to react, and stronger in endurance. Chu Mingfei's devil training was always inversely proportional to his mood, and sometimes directly proportional to it: when he When he is in a good mood, it is inversely proportional, and his training volume will increase at this time; when he is in a bad mood, it is directly proportional, and his training volume will be abnormally large.They soon ushered in their real mech confrontation practice - they didn't even have time to adapt, in Chu Mingfei's words:

"The battlefield is the best place to practice. Letting you practice without losing a hair is an insult to the mecha."

The students below have long been turned into rubber figures under his strong ravages. They can't be knocked down no matter how hard they are beaten. Even if they are tired to death, they can still get up the next day.The theory class was changed to class every night, and the reason is even more amazing:

"You have trained every day. Of course, you have to come over at night to correct your training. Otherwise, isn't it a waste of training? I know that you will forget everything like pigs when you sleep at night, and you will be clear-headed in class at night. I can’t wake up during the day.” Of course, the daytime should be reserved for my dear ones, the progress between him and Heinleich has been very smooth these past few days, he has cleared all the way and now he has entered Heinleich’s room— —Of course nothing happened, is he that anxious?He spends an hour cooking every morning, and then kisses Heinleich who wakes up. Seeing his blue eyes, he has the motivation to ravage|ravage the students.

This is how Mr. Chu Mingfei, who is well-dressed but actually a beast, has become the nightmare of every student of Saint-Simon. This person who seems to never grow old is always exercising|exercising new students with abundant physical strength, so that they can grow rapidly.

Xie Xingjue was fighting Yu Wenqing at the moment. The mecha control room was small and the temperature was very high. They didn't wear extra clothes and were sweating profusely. The control buttons were densely distributed in front of his eyes, and the power drive lever was right next to his hand. When he saw it for the first time, his eyes were dazzled, and there were almost no mistakes in several operations, but he was still defeated by Yu Wenqing's intensive attack, and he could only hear the artificial intelligence constantly reporting the number:

"The damage value is 4300"

"Damage value 5600"

"The damage value of the mechanical left arm exceeds the upper limit, please repair it in time"

"..."

The last sentence finally came, "The damage value of HP-0857 is the upper limit, and this battle failed."

Xie Xingjue's tense nerves finally relaxed, but he was not in a good mood.

He has lost [-] consecutive losses today, all of which were lost to Yu Wenqing.

Yu Wenqing was still sad in the morning, but he calmed down his emotions when he was a child, and he didn't notice any abnormalities in him in class, but he became so normal in the afternoon, Xie Xingjue tried to find out Yu Wenqing's mistakes every time, But he found that he had no mistakes at all, or there was a little unsatisfactory place, but Yu Wenqing was able to make up for it with his reaction speed. What Xie Xingjue was able to do was to lose to him in less than 1 minute the first time, and in two hours. Then it becomes a support for 5 minutes.

He didn't feel that this should be called joy, he closed his eyes, and leaned on the back of the mech seat.

If this goes on, when will we be able to get ahead?

It has been nearly two months since they came to Saint-Simon. They have already chosen their future direction according to their class situation. Xie Xingjue has already started to prepare for his mech training and mechanic courses. He never thinks about other things when he concentrates , studying these things wholeheartedly, he wants to be excellent, he wants to enter the central military headquarters of Dihua, that is the place where countless outstanding people want to enter, the four marshals are almost hereditary, but people have to admire Their talents, Dihua's complete power and dominance of the mainland are not based on bragging. Their strong military power and advanced science and technology make them ahead of other countries in the mainland. When the lower classes were almost cut off from communication, Dihua gave young people a chance - if you are strong enough, then we welcome you.

The nobles of Dihua do not only follow bloodlines like other places, they still have a fighting factor in their bones.

The dual embodiment of blood and ability is the trait that a true nobleman should have.

In the quiet control room, Xie Xingjue could only hear his own heavy breathing, which was the aftereffect of long-term intense exercise. Xie Xingjue had never felt so tired, from body to mind.

Rehearsal confrontation is to record the results, damage value, output value and battle time. The system will automatically rank everyone according to the situation. It is said that this is the only one in Saint-Simon who ranks the battle score. Everyone's high and low can be seen at a glance. The scorer can challenge the high scorer. He pressed a button, and the light screen came out. Although his ranking was not at the bottom, it was almost the same.As for Yu Wenqing, his name is hung at the top, and his numerical value and efficiency are simply for others to look up to.

He looked at the screen, and every number on it floated through his mind. He calculated the gap between himself and others, and recalled the battle scene between himself and Yu Wenqing from the school database, and watched it intently.His mecha is mainly offensive, while Yu Wenqing's is mainly defensive.However, a defensive mecha defeated him completely within 5 minutes, the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

He is still so weak, he is so weak.

He didn't know that it wasn't that he was too weak, but that the opponents he met were too strong. Although Yu Wenqing was indifferent, he was absolutely strong in mech battles, otherwise he wouldn't have joined the ice team. Lan Fenghuang passed the control test, and was finally approved by Ice Blue Phoenix. It was his first time manipulating a mecha, while the other freshmen in the same period, although they were also taking this course, their manipulating ability had already been honed thousands of times. After all, more than [-]% of Saint-Simon are rich, or descendants of those in power. People like Xie Xingjue who come from poor families are almost rare.

The second-generation children have a lot of their own mechs, even if they are not geniuses, at least they have proficiency.

When Saint-Simon was first established, what he wanted was to become an ideal school, where all capable people could have the possibility to realize their dreams, but this belief suffered countless blows during the development of the school. Completely compromised, but a large part of the original idea was "realized" and "surrendered". Financial issues will always be a pain for the school. If Saint-Simon can achieve political independence on the entire continent, finance must also be independent. If it weren't for this one study