CH 146

The Hat Man hurriedly shouted at them and put the invitation card into the hands of the cadres: “This year, the Underground Factory will hold a points contest, and only the players on the leaderboard can participate. The rewards are generous.

“We’re going to watch the big game. We don’t have time to play here.” F*** F*** wouldn’t eat his bullshit.

The Hat Man sweated: “This championship is different from previous years. The leaderboards of the underground factories on the stars will be aggregated and ranked again. Wherever you go, as long as there is a branch of the underground factory in the local area, you can just take an invitation card. Every competition will be rewarded handsomely.”

“What are the rewards?” Wei San asked him.

Finally, someone was willing to pay attention to him. The Hat Man looked at Wei San as if he saw a life saving Bodhisattva: “If you can enter the top 200, the Underground Factory will provide gradeS mecha for free.”

West Landing and F*** F*** stood beside them unmoved, and F*** F*** even sneered: “Those who can enter the top 200 after the championship convergence? Who lacks an S-grade mecha?”

Those who could enter were S grademecha soldiers. Who needs the underground factory to provide mechas?

I lack it, Wei San silently muttered in her heart. Although she is not an S-grade, she still has a dream. Her dream was to touch a real S-grade mecha.

The Hat Man raised his hand to wipe away his sweat. Was it possible that he would fail on his first task? The boss will kill him.

“I’ll accept the invitation first.” Wei San took one out of F*** F***’s hand and said, “You can attend when you are bored.”

“Thank you.” At the beginning, the Hat Man who had faintly took on a commanding position had long disappeared.

“If we have a chance, we can make an appointment to play in the challenge arena together.” Before departing, West Landing greeted Wei San.

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“Ok.”

Next week, the school team of Damocles Military Academy will leave for the Capital Star, so this week the school began to undergo martial law, and an invisible anxiety spreaded among the students.

Even the students who have participated in the school team before were inevitably in this mood.

Because the main members of the five military academies have come out.

——All members of Imperial Military Academy were 3S, and all members of Pingtong Academy were 3S. Except for the double S heavy mechas, the other main members of Samuel Military Academy were all 3S.

Damocles Military Academy, excluding Shen Tukun, a double S level, the others were all 3S. Damocles Military Academy has only won in numbers of 3S compared to the South Percy Military Academy.

However, the two double S leaders of South Percy Military Academy were a pair of fraternal twins. It was said that they have telepathy, and they do not even need the cooperation of another mecha soldier, so their strength could reach 3S.

That was to say, even if Damocles Military Academy has a 3S mecha engineer, a 3S commander, and two 3S mecha soldiers this year, they have no advantage.

“Are people of 3S grades growing on trees now?” Ding Hemei’s face turned green after reading the list. How could they fight like this?

Nie Haoqi thought of another thing: “Since there are so many 3S in other military schools, why didn’t the former single soldier with double S mecha take over the head soldier of the school team?”

Ding Hemei shook her head and said, “No, they will be the substitute of the main member. If the main member has an accident in the last game, they will be the substitute in the next game.”

She took a look at Wei San, who was buried in food, and said, “But it is certain that the team leaders of the four major military schools must be S-grade.”

There was a chasm in the S grade of Damocles Military Academy, and the number of substitutes for the main members was modest. There was no surplus S grades to act as the school team chief.

“I think.…..” Wei San looked up with a serious face.

Ding Hemei and Nie Haoqi both turned to look at her and waited for her to say something.

“The food in the canteen is a little salty today.”

Ding Hemei: “.…..”

Nie Haoqi: “……it’s not too bad. You may have eaten too much.”

“Let’s go and train.” Ding Hemei got up and brought Nie Haoqi along. As for Wei San, she estimated that she would have to eat for another half an hour.

As soon as they left, Jin Ke appeared at the entrance of the canteen, looked around, and when he found Wei San, he immediately came over and gave her a sum of money.

“Fifty thousand, I will sleep at your place today.”

There was a student eating besides. Hearing his words, he choked and got up and ran to find water.