desire reconciliation

Chapter 19

"I still owe you 500 million star coins."

The implication is that he has no money to pay tuition.

"I know, I'm not short of money." Uriah stood with his hands folded.

"Then what do you lack?"

Uriah's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes seemed to be teasing: "I lack a female companion."

Lancelot said "Oh": "What kind of female companion?"

Uriah thought he would refuse straight away, but now he felt a little strange for such a calm reaction.

"The kind that accompany me to the banquet."

"It's that simple?"

Uriah smiled: "If you think about it, you can have other things." He deliberately moved closer as he spoke.

Lancelot looked at his inevitable smile and asked, "Are you so sure that I will agree?"

Uriah thought for a while and said slowly: "As long as the conditions I offer are enough to shake your balance of value, no matter how much you don't like the conditions, you will choose the side with more benefits. Have you heard of the rational person hypothesis? Analysis You just use this theory and it’s tried and tested.”

"Marshal Uriah, is this saying that I am too rational?"

Uriah still looked at him: "Sometimes it's a good thing, but sometimes it's a bad thing."

"I'll pay attention later." Lancelot seemed to admit his mistake.

Uriah narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking: "So I still haven't figured out what is the greater benefit of making you give up choosing the Mecha Department."

Lancelot was slightly taken aback, but did not answer.

Uriah: "Your rationality is like a protective layer, covering up too many things, even I can't dissect them clearly." He bent down and approached Lancelot with great interest, "You are really a very Interesting person."

Lancelot stared at his pair of black eyes stained with a smile, subconsciously recognized and opened his eyes: "Marshal Uriah, are you afraid that I will regret it now if you show all your cards so directly?"

"Who said I only have one hole card." Uriah smiled and snapped his fingers, and the atmosphere returned to the relaxed atmosphere at the beginning. "If you don't agree, can't I just order you as the marshal?"

Lancelot feigned surprise: "Is this an abuse of power?"

"Is that right?" Uriah smiled triumphantly.

"If someone finds out that the Marshal's female companion is actually his adjutant, you will definitely be on the headlines of Xingwang."

Uriah pushed the man back to the operating chair, and brought the helmet back to him: "Of the ten headlines on Starnet, eight

It's all me, and it's not bad. "

Lancelot was speechless, turned his head to look at the console: "When is the banquet?"

"tomorrow."

Lancelot was caught off guard: "So hurry?"

"Looking forward to your women's clothing." Uriah still smiled decently.

Lancelot was speechless, thinking about where to get clothes, when Uriah continued: "Do you want to learn a little bit of manual control? With some basics, it's faster to learn mental control."

Lancelot nodded, because he had already thought about where to get the clothes, so he continued to concentrate on the matter in front of him. As Uriah lightly pressed the start button with his finger, the mechanical sound in the simulator sounded at the same time.

"Please choose your target. Level [-]: Beast, Level [-]: Mecha, Level [-]: Zerg."

"Beast"

"Please select the combat level. D-level, C-level, B-level, A-level, S-level."

"Class A."

The display in front of them changed from black to the endless prairie.

The moment the scene switched, Lancelot heard the wind on the grassland and a few sounds similar to animal roars, which were very real, and then saw several huge animals rushing towards him in the distance.

Looking around, there were probably three porcupines with sharp teeth, and there were a few scorpions that were magnified several times among them.

This kind of scorpion will definitely not appear on the normal grassland, but in the Zerg War, there are ordinary Zerg that look like scorpions, which are simulated creatures tailored for combat.

Lancelot put both hands on the operating handle according to his memory based on the mecha operation he had seen in the past.

The operating handles are on both sides of the operating chair, and each operating handle has a lot of round buttons from bottom to top.The place where the palm is held is more like a small air bag, which feels soft to the touch.

The handle can move forward, backward, left, and right, and the two handles operate the two mechanical arms of the mecha respectively.

The operating principle of the feet is relatively simple, because in space, the feet will emit flames to assist in maintaining balance, and you can't do too much exercise, so even if you are just getting started, the operation of the feet will be easy to operate on the computer.

Lancelot drove the mech for the first time. Although it was only a simulator, his heart was still beating non-stop. He tried a little carefully and pushed the right hand handle forward, and he saw a black The arm of the mecha also swung a certain distance.

because

Because it was the first contact, Lancelot was a little uncertain about the strength. In fact, he just pushed lightly, and the distance of the mecha's arm movement has far exceeded his expectations.

Since entering the combat mode, the lights in the simulator have been turned off, leaving only the light of the simulated picture displayed on the screen.

Uriah's voice sounded from the side: "Would you like to learn faster or slower?"

Lancelot said without thinking, "Hurry up."

As soon as the words fell, Lancelot felt the temperature covering his right hand.The man's palm was wide and easily covered his entire hand.Perhaps because of his rich practical experience in the past, Uriah's palm still had some thin calluses, and he gently rubbed the back of his hand.

Before Lancelot could react, in the blink of an eye, those wild beasts in the distance had already rushed in front of the mecha.

The man's hand led his hand to pull it up and down neatly, and the strength of the hand was transmitted to his hand, and then to the airbag of the handle.After some manipulations, the beasts in the row in front of them were pushed several meters away with just one blow, and there were also bloody wounds simulated by the system on their bodies.

The simulator was very real, and the beasts shook their heads, as if they didn't know the pain and rushed up again.

This time, he did not use the previous trick. Uriah held his hand and slid it from left to right. Lancelot felt the pull of the handle, which seemed to be stronger than before. .

The corpses of those wild beasts fell on the ground, shattered into blue dots like broken gems, and then dissipated in the air.

Only two hits defeated the first wave of beasts, Lancelot couldn't help sighing secretly in his heart.

With the disappearance of the first wave of beasts, a second wave followed.

"Is it over?" Uriah withdrew his hand after finishing speaking.

During Uriah's hands-on teaching, Lancelot actually thought it was quite simple, as if the mecha operation was just that.

So he nodded.

But when those wild beasts came before him and he operated the mech by himself, he realized the law that no one can escape.Brain: I will.Hand: I won't.

Lancelot held the two handles himself. For a while, the two mechanical arms crossed behind his head. For a while, the two mecha arms seemed to be torn apart by something, and the left and right were separated and stretched out. If someone looks at the mecha from the outside,

You will see a crooked "big" character, which looks extremely funny for a while.

After a while, he grabbed the handle and waved it in the air again, and he was able to avoid the target accurately every time.

Sweat broke out on Lancelot's forehead.

Finally, he managed to kill the second wave of beasts before the system showed that the wear rate of the mecha dropped to zero.

Uriah suppressed a smile from the sidelines. In fact, being able to reach the level of Lancelot for the first time is already quite remarkable. Moreover, his own teaching is completely different from ordinary teaching, and of course the degree of acceptance varies from person to person.

Maybe his method is more suitable for Lancelot.

Thinking of this, Uriah said to Lancelot: "Actually, there is a faster way for you to learn."

Because Lancelot felt the gap between himself and Uriah, his self-esteem was a little bit frustrated, and as a man, he might be obsessed with these iron guys by nature, so he was a little bit over the top at the moment.

He said impatiently, "Say."

Uriah also saw his impatience, and knew that it was almost impossible to repel the third wave based on his current mood and operation, so he pressed the pause button on the operating table, and then the lights in the operating room turned on again. up.

"It's actually quite easy to learn faster."

"Isn't manual control just practice all the time?" Lancelot met Uriah's eyes, which were still full of teasing as before turning off the lights.Coupled with his serious black clothes and black pants, there is a wonderful sense of disobedience.

Lancelot always felt that he would not speak in any serious way.

Uriah leaned closer to him, put his hands on both sides of the operator, and looked down at him from top to bottom. The faint smell of cedar was faintly visible, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "I can sit on the operator's chair , you sit on me, so that I can teach you with both hands at the same time." His tone was inexplicably ambiguous.

Sure enough, Lancelot thought, for some reason, his heart beat faster inexplicably, but he didn't show it on the face, and he reasoned with this unprofessional instructor: "The operating chair can't bear the pressure of two people." The weight, and the cushioning device on the back of the operating chair also needs to get used to.”

Uriah continued to look at him with a smile: "Did your heart beat faster just now?"

"What?" Lancelot didn't realize it until he finished speaking. He didn't understand wrongly. Uriah was playing a hooligan just now, and now he is asking him how he feels.

"No!" He was a little annoyed.

Uriah rested her chin, as if thinking, and said with some regret in her tone, "Isn't there? I still feel it."

Lancelot's rigorous academic attitude was hit by an unprecedented blow in his academic career. He put on his helmet with a dark face and prepared to start the next round.

Uriah had nothing to do on the side, looked at him and said, "Practice first, call me if you need something." Then he went out.

The first time Lancelot tried mecha operation, he insisted on practicing until the early morning.

Uriah also tried the training equipment in his room that he had finally applied for, and Lancelot hadn't come out yet after the training.

Uriah scratched his head and went into the bathroom, and came out to see that he was still practicing.

In the end, there was nothing to do and he was taken out of the simulator.

Uriah: "It's not that the simulator will be gone tomorrow, I have recorded your terminal on my door, come whenever you want."

Lancelot glanced at him unwillingly, and returned to his dormitory to take a bath without interest.

After he left, Uriah watched the replay record in the simulator for a while.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I was really shocked when I saw it. In just one night, Lancelot just went from a beast level A to a mecha level A level.

In the beginning, Uriah didn't start from D-level, but directly from A-level, thinking that A-level is not particularly difficult for Lancelot, but it is not particularly easy, and there are still some challenges.

It's just that I didn't expect him to be able to fight so hard, and he could play at a level that others can only reach in half a month in one night.

Of course, this is also blessed by mental power. People with high mental power are better than those with low mental power, especially in the operation of mechas.

After watching it for a while, Uriah turned off the simulator and lay back on his bed.

He stared at the ceiling in a daze, as if he suddenly remembered something, and stretched out his hand to pull open the drawer of the bedside table, inside lay a neat row of sprays.

He picked up a bottle casually, and the liquid showed a faint blue color under the light.

The corners of the man's mouth turned up unconsciously, thinking that maybe he would never use these things again, after all, the remaining smell in the room is a hundred times better than the real one in the bottle.