The mecha I made is a big guy

Chapter 5

Heidi rolled her dark green eyes, "Chen Mengmeng, do you dare to sign up for the No. [-] Military Academy Mecha Design Competition at the end of the school year?"

"It's not fair!" Ivy interrupted, "Mengmeng has no access to the orthodox learning of mecha design in the combat department. You have received education from the Roy family in this area since you were young. By the end of the school year, you Another year of professional learning experience, how does this compare?"

"Comparing the design with you with the combat department, thanks to your words." Tian Yang also chimed in.

"Hmph! Isn't it claimed that you are more qualified than me to enter the design department? If you can't beat me in design, what is the qualification?" Heidi exclaimed excitedly. "At worst, I'll apply to the teacher for an opportunity to audit in our department for her. As for whether she will learn or not, that's no excuse."

Today, Ai Wei revealed the matter of the design department where she was looking for a relationship. If she didn't find a chance to step on Chen Mengmeng openly, then how could she stay in the mech design department?
Asking this commoner to sit in on the class is enough work on the surface, besides, Chen Mengmeng still has to deal with the combat department courses, and she, Heidi, has received many years of specialized education since she was a child.

If Chen Mengmeng agrees to the battle, he will lose completely in the mech design competition. If Chen Mengmeng does not agree, then this matter will be settled.

Heidi's calculations were clear in her heart.

Ivy wanted to say something more, but she didn't expect a crisp answer from the side: "I promise you."

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Everyone looked at Chen Mengmeng who suddenly spoke in surprise.

"Mengmeng, she bullies you, don't agree." Tian Xin on the side hurriedly pulled Chen Mengmeng's sleeve.

Chen Mengmeng is very clear about what Heidi is planning. A one-year professional audit is incomparable to studying from a young age, but for her, it is an established fact that she will not be able to enter the Department of Mecha Design.But mech design is really her dream since she was a child, not to mention that she has made an appointment with someone.Even though she has been transferred to the combat armor department now, if she can give a mecha design major a chance to learn, she still wants to fight for it and try it.

Moreover, what Heidi didn't know was that she wasn't completely without foundation.

When I was 15 years old, I lived alone in a container under the overpass, going to school during the day and working part-time at night.The slums are generally on the border battlefields, and many homeless people like her will risk their lives to wander around there. Sometimes, they can pick up some expired military nutrient solution to satisfy their hunger or pick up metal from mecha fragments. Changing money, if it is more disgraceful, has done such things as touching money on corpses.Folks in the ghettos call this "mopping up."

One day when she went to sweep the border battlefield, she saw two or three people gathered around a large gravel. When she went to look, she found an old man with a bloody face and a broken right leg, but the old man was not dead. , and weak breathing.

The two or three vagrants around him buried their heads in the old man's clothes for a while, found out a few gold coins, and two nutrient solutions, danced excitedly, and even took off the old man's blood-stained but good material coat. .When it was confirmed that there was nothing more to be found on the old man, he turned around and walked away.

"Hey, he's still alive!" Chen Mengmeng called out to them.

A few homeless men laughed, "What's the matter? You still expect us to save him? You have to take care of yourself." Then they walked away without looking back.

Chen Mengmeng struggled for a while, but in the end, with all her might, she pushed the old man back to her residence with a broken cart with three wheels.Enduring the pain, I went to the pharmacy to exchange a few copper crowns and a silver crown that I had saved up so hard for some of the cheapest hemostatic medicine and gauze, picked up a wooden stick from outside, and bandaged the old man crudely. some.

The old man also had a notebook with him, but the homeless man thought it was worthless so he didn't take it away.Chen Mengmeng flipped through it casually, trying to see if he could find the old man's identity information, but the thick notebook was filled with densely packed structural diagrams and portraits of mechs.

Later, the old man miraculously woke up, but he seemed a little delirious, lying on the cotton pad all day long like a wooden man.

Chen Mengmeng didn't take it to heart either, she comforted herself thinking that when she got home very late, there would be at least one person she could talk to.

As a result, one day, when I was chatting with the old man, I mentioned that my future goal is to enter the First Military Academy to study mecha design. When the old man heard this sentence, a strange light flashed in his turbid eyeballs, and his voice was like a long time ago. Like a bellows that wasn't being pulled, it made a hesitant sound, "Mecha..Design?"

"Eh? You're talking!" Chen Mengmeng was a little happy, she was really lonely. "Yes, I want to learn mecha design and become a mecha designer in the future."

From that day on, the old man no longer sat there blankly every day, he asked Chen Mengmeng for a notebook and a pen, and began to write and draw.

After a week or so, he threw the notebook to Chen Mengmeng, "Mecha design...remember it."

Chen Mengmeng opened the notebook in a daze, and found that it was filled with dense formulas and precautions.The last page also draws all the parts of a complete basic mech.

! ! ! ! ?

Who did he save?

Chen Mengmeng asked about his identity, but the old man refused to tell her.Just say his name is Seth.

"But now I haven't even learned the most basic introductory knowledge. If you give me these things, I can't even understand them?"

Chen Mengmeng scratched her head.

"Introductory knowledge can be learned anywhere. You can't learn these things from me in the entire Gallo Empire." The old man lost his temper. "Do you like memorizing it or not?"

"Back to back!"

"Gold, five silver, ten copper, fifteen fifteen..." Chen Mengmeng came back from work every night, holding the old man's notebook and memorizing it by rote.Because I didn't understand the meaning of it, I was stumbling when I recited it.But the old man didn't explain it to her, he just listened to her reciting progress every day, and even the names of all the parts on the last page had to cover the names until they could be read immediately.Just after Chen Mengmeng finally memorized the entire notebook, the old man threw the notebook he had brought with him to her and asked her to memorize it too.

"Isn't this a picture?" Chen Mengmeng looked pained.

"You have to memorize the pictures too, until you can draw them." The old man said angrily. "If you don't want to memorize it, don't think about mecha design, just work hard for the rest of your life,"

Chen Mengmeng became angry, and she memorized it on the way to school, during get out of class, and recalled it during part-time work, and even dreamed of drawing those structural diagrams at night.

(End of this chapter)