"Principal, Principal, Huadun can participate in the Interstellar Competition too!"
Lin Xu rushed out of the mech hangar and ran all the way to the principal's office.
"What happened? Did your family suddenly strike it rich?"
In the principal's office, a middle-aged man with graying hair sat stiffly behind his desk, reviewing documents.
Only after Lin Xu came in and spoke did he unhurriedly set down the limited-edition Star Idol Group photo album in his hands.
He had gone to great lengths, even shamelessly lining up at the spaceship venue to buy it. He treasured it dearly.
"No, a student named Zhou Yi came to see me and said he had an A-Class Mech to compete with. I saw it myself—it was real!"
Lin Xu's face flushed red with excitement.
"An A-Class Mech? Really?"
Yi Mingde sprang to his feet, not even noticing that his precious photo album had fallen to the floor.
"Yes! Absolutely true. Registration for the final elimination round closes next Monday. We should start preparing the registration right away."
The entire time Lin Xu had been running here, he had been thinking about the competition. He wished he could settle everything immediately and take Zhou Yi straight to the arena.
"What was that child's name?"
Yi Mingde confirmed it again. Generally speaking, even students from slightly better-off families would never come to Huadun. What was going on now?
Had some rich person lost his mind? Had they come to a D-Class Star Block to experience life?
"His name is Zhou Yi. He just enrolled this year. He's a Mech Warrior."
Lin Xu was a very responsible counselor and knew Zhou Yi's information extremely well.
"He just enrolled this year? The school probably hasn't even issued mechs to this year's students yet, right?"
Because the school had