Smash All Pots and Pans To Go to School - Chapter 33

[Chapter 33]

Ying Chenghe put down the cardboard shell and glanced down at the news on his brain: “They and the teachers are still in the valley.”

Jin Ke looked around: “Which other S-level person is in the school, there was an S-level person nearby just now. Perception is overflowing.” The

commander’s perception is sharp and powerful, and if both parties want to, they can even control the thoughts of the mecha soldier through perception.

Yesterday, all the S-level students in the grade went out to practice with the S-level teacher. Jin Ke and Ying Chenghe returned to school ahead of schedule. They were still outside the school, and the school should not perceive the S-level.

“You forgot that Senior Shentu is still in school.” Ying Chenghe said indifferently, “It’s normal to feel unstable just after the game.

” Capturing the S-level perception, “It might be Senior Shen Tu passing by.”

Wei San, who had finished the first game, squeezed over and pulled the cardboard shell in Ying Chenghe’s hand: “You guys are quite busy.”

Come back to cheer for you.” Jin Ke smiled and said, “Take us to dinner later.”

“No money, impossible.” Wei San refused flatly, “It’s obviously that you are looking for an excuse to come back and be lazy.”

Jin Ke turned off the speaker, and immediately He Weisan stood aside: “Then let Chenghe invite us to dinner.”

“I’m out of money in my card.” Ying Chenghe stood on the other side of Weisan with a blank expression, then looked at Jin Ke, “Why don’t you invite us to dinner.”

“Vote.” Wei San pointed to himself and Ying Chenghe, “2 to 1, Jin Ke pays.”

Jin Ke: “…Chenghe, you have changed.”

Ying Chenghe smiled, and he seemed to understand why Jin Ke said The happier you are. It’s really pleasing to see someone who wants to spend money with a heartache on his face.

Wei San still has another game, but it looks like it will take a while. She gets the next game number and goes to the cafeteria with them first.

Jin Ke followed Wei San and watched her order food, with a distressed expression on her face: “With so much, can you finish it?” It’s all money.

“I’m still growing.” Wei San said seriously.

Jin Ke just wanted to say that they were almost adults, and looked at Wei San carefully and was shocked: “Have you grown taller?” The semester hasn’t finished yet.

Wei San stretched out her hand to measure the height of the two of them, and she reached Jin Ke’s chin: “When I am an adult, I should be taller than you.” Jin Ke

silently ordered an additional dish: “No, I am also growing.”

Director Jin calculated in his heart Do you want to get a shot of genetic modifier?

Ying Chenghe, who was standing at the back, looked at Wei San. She had to say that she had all the typical characteristics of a good mecha soldier: she was tall, she was already 1.7 meters tall, she had a big appetite and needed a lot of nutrients. It has a high degree of fit for the control of the mecha.

Such a person has a great interest in mecha masters, and even asks questions that he has never thought about sometimes.

“Short and smart.” Wei San said to Jin Ke, holding a plate, “You are the conductor, or it is better to be short.”

“Absurd.” Jin Ke immediately retorted, “Ying Xingjue is taller.”

“You Have you seen him?”

“Not really, I went to the Imperial Military Academy forum to see the gossip information about the double star of the imperial capital.”

“What double star?”

“The 3S commander Ying Xingjue and the 3S mecha soldier Ji Chuyu are among the freshmen of the empire. The two most powerful people.” Jin Ke put down the plate and sat down, lowered his head and pulled out a photo on his brain, “This is Ji Chuyu.” The

photo should have been taken . Dazzling blond hair, standing on the training ground, wiped the sweat from his chin with one hand, and his eyes swept toward the camera with a sharp look.

“It looks quite iconic.” Wei San put a piece of meat in the plate, raised his eyes and glanced at the photo.

Jin Ke pouted and said sourly, “I think it’s a bit pretentious.”

“There’s another one.”

“I don’t have a photo of Ying Xingjue in my hand.” Jin Ke pointed to Ying Chenghe next to him, “Ying Xingjue is his cousin. Wei San

raised his eyebrows, exchanged glances with Jin Ke, and then they both stared at Ying Chenghe.

Ying Chenghe was thinking about other things, and when he looked up, he saw two pairs of gossip eyes: “…what are you doing?”

“Is there a photo of your cousin?” Jin Ke lowered her voice and was mysterious, “We want to see Ying Chenghe. What does Xing Jue look like?”

It is said that Ying Xing Jue does not appear in front of the public very often, so there is no photo of him even inside the Imperial Military Academy, and the information is compiled by word of mouth.

At the beginning of the Hephaestus competition, the main members of the five military academies will appear in front of the media, and there is nothing to hide, Ying Chenghe flipped through his album: “We are not very familiar, and there are no photos of him in the past two years. There is only one old family photo.”

Wei San looked up and was stunned, the person in the photo was the black-haired boy back then.

Imperial Double Star, blonde hair…

“Jin Ke, let me take a look at the picture of Ji Chuyu just now.”

“What is he doing again?” Jin Ke said and opened it for her to see.

Wei San carefully looked at Ji Chuyu’s photo, and it turned out to be another blond boy. She didn’t think of it just now, she picked the food with chopsticks: “I also think he is a bit pretentious.”

“As expected of my friend, he has vision!” Jin Ke happily put away the photo of Ji Chuyu.

These two are really…

Ying Chenghe doesn’t know whether to call them sour or stupid.

“Your cousin’s hair is better maintained than yours.” Wei San looked at Ying Chenghe and said sincerely, “I wanted to tell you a long time ago to take good care of your hair.”

Jin Ke reached out and touched a handful of Ying Chenghe’s hair: “It’s like hay, it’s definitely good to burn it.”

Ying Chenghe patted his hand away: “Who remembers the hair when you’re busy, Wei San, your hair isn’t as good either. Where to go!”

Wei San: “…I’m poor.”

“Maybe when you go to the competition, you can ask Ying Xing Jue’s hair care tips?” Jin Ke had a whim.

“I haven’t said a few words to him since I was a child.” Ying Chenghe looked complicated.

Ying Xingjue is the only son of the main family, and Ying Chenghe is a partial birth. The difference between the two is a month old. If it weren’t for him, he was also a 3S class, I am afraid they would not even have an intersection.

There is no difference between an aristocratic family and a small society.

“Then when we win a game, the media will interview the champion and ask him the secret of hair maintenance.” Wei San came up with an idea.

Jin Ke gave a thumbs up: “This trick is both asking the secret and humiliating the empire. It’s high! It’s really high!”

Ying Chenghe: “… Win first.” After the

three chatted and ate, Wei San rushed again Going to the second game is not too difficult, and it is easy to get the school team quota. In addition, she signed up on the spot to participate in the selection of shooters. As long as she gets a seat next Monday, she will get 30 credits.

Wei San still went to the black factory on the weekend, but he didn’t meet Qi Anxi. He didn’t seem to have been there during this time.

A game of 500,000 Star Coins with L3 is enough for a normal person to live for a period of time, but if it is used to make mechas, it will be like a pebble entering the sea, and it will not cause any waves.

Wei San can currently play seven games a day, three in the morning, four in the afternoon, and used to repair the mecha at night.

“Massacre Day bet!”

Wei San came together on Sunday, and the entire third underground floor was full of strange excitement. Casinos are pulling up banners with ‘Massacre Day’ written all over them, asking people to place bets.

She found someone to ask what it meant.

“The new L3? All the random pools on the day of the slaughter gather together, and all those who are still on the third floor on this day will have to compete,” the other party pointed to the popular players on the light screen, “and these people are against the chickens. , is unilateral slaughter and harvest.”

Wei San: “…” No wonder many people left yesterday.

[Death vs bowing to life, the game time is nine o’clock in the evening. ]

Wei San is still wondering if the stars and points have changed in today’s game, but the biggest light curtain in the lobby shows her ID.

The passerby who had just finished explaining looked at the avatar on the light screen bowing his head to life, then turned to look at Wei San, showing sympathy: “Are you bowing your head to life? If possible, it is best to admit defeat as soon as you play.”

Wei San remembered When she saw the match between Death and Monkey before, she couldn’t help frowning. She didn’t like this kind of person, and it was troublesome to fight.

After the light curtain flashed, a group of people immediately gathered around the gaming table to place bets, and even this passerby rushed over and shouted: “Two million star coins bet against the god of death!”

Wei San: “…” Wei San

watched for a while, Wei San He also walked over, took out the 3.5 million star coins he had just earned yesterday, and bet all of them on himself.

“It’s better to hold the god of death, and you can get some money to go back for treatment.” The passerby advised.

Wei San has never been afraid of anyone, she motioned the dealer to accept her money: “Just bet and bow to life.” The

sudden massacre disrupted Wei San’s plan. At present, everyone on the third floor has a match. She had to wait until evening, then went back to her room to turn on her brain, and used her points to redeem Death’s recent game video to watch.

Death’s killing style is still the same, but Wei San can still see something. This person’s strength is far more than that. It is easy to kill the players in the random pool before.

The ‘strength division’ in the random pool is based on points. Reaper has won so many games, and it stands to reason that he should have entered the points rankings, but he didn’t. He has been spending points to keep himself around that range.

I am afraid that this person came to the competition not for money or actual combat experience, but purely to kill and beat people.

It’s no wonder that there are many perverts in this layer. Wei San looked at the god of death in the video. Compared to it, her dismantling the mecha was really not a pervert, at best a little bit wretched.

Outside the black factory.

“I don’t know if there are any new faces on this year’s Slaughter Day.”

“It seems that it is still interesting and interesting to see!”

“Who are you betting on? I am betting on the God of Death.”

…

The audience who bought tickets and lined up to enter the venue continued to There were similar discussions, and two of them were also talking about betting.

“Finally got the tickets for the game of Death. Later, I will put all my pocket money for this year on Death’s side. Would you like to bet him

with me?”

“What do you call bowing your head.” The

boy heard the words: ” bowing your head to life?”

“Yes, it’s called this.” The

boy changed his words instantly: “I don’t press death, I bow to life to win.”

“Crazy, this person It’s only been a month since I was promoted to L3.” The

boy insisted on bowing his head to life: “Death will not necessarily win.”

But he followed and watched all the video of bowing to life from L0 to L3. The play style is a bit wretched. , but looking at all of her games, she has basically never lost much. Even if the opponent is strong at the beginning, she will come back later.

The boy’s perception is low, he is just an ordinary person, and he can’t see anything. But he always felt that he was making progress and learning every time he bowed his head to life.

“It’s up to you, when the time comes, all your money will be lost, don’t feel bad.”

“Maybe it’s your money that was lost.”

[End of This Chapter]