A Beautiful Mecha

The mecha discipline had many classifications.

But no matter how they changed, they all rested on several foundational areas of knowledge.

The first was firearms and bullets.

Whether it was Precision-Kill Style, Melee Style, Turret Style, Trap Style, or the like, most of them required these to be equipped.

They were the primary means of dealing damage.

Firearms and bullets were two separate components, and both could be infused with Palm Energy and Passive Energy.

But once a bullet left the gun, it could not be accelerated a second time. That was where Blade-and-Sword Enchanters and Fistmasters showed their advantage.

Fistmasters and Blade-and-Sword Enchanters could flexibly adjust their consumption and adapt as needed.

Mecha Masters, on the other hand, were the class most likely to waste energy. In a battle, they were often the first to run out of energy.

That was precisely why people had developed Force Intensity as a unit of energy.

Precision-Kill Style Mecha Masters especially had to do more than calculate distances and find positions. On the battlefield, they also had to use their teammates' Force Intensity recommendations to break monster armor as quickly as possible.

Elements converted from Passive Energy could be attached to bullets, producing functional effects or even increasing their power.

At present, only three elements were known.

Ice, fire, and lightning.

Besides those, there was also a physical shock force that could be added.

The ice element slowed targets and damaged armor, providing lasting control.

The fire element increased the blast radius.

The lightning element had a paralysis effect, providing instant control.

Shockwaves, meanwhile, brought extreme armor-piercing and destructive effects.

That covered firearms and bullets.

Then came shells and grenades.

These were the three basic disciplines of weaponry.

No matter how things changed, ranged damage mainly came down to these types.

As for flamethrowers, electric sprays, radiation, and the like, those were all advanced versions of them.

The second major foundation was robots and remote control.

Remote control was generally linked to brainwaves. It was already very convenient; the key lay in robot construction, which could be crude or highly refined.

Even in everyday society, the robotics foundation within the mecha discipline played an important role in driving human progress.

To build a robot, one had to master subjects such as dynamics, mechanical engineering, information transmission technology, energy conversion, and more.

Furthermore, robots had to store energy before deployment. The more robots one brought, the more energy one had to carry.

Was Melee Style strong?

Of course it was!

But if you wanted your own mecha army, you had to pour money into it.

Whether it was building mechas or controlling them, both cost a great deal of money.

Fu Junlin arrived at school early. At ten-thirty in the morning, his first mecha class began.

The class lasted an hour and a half, and Fu Junlin listened to the teacher's explanations with complete focus.

He paid no Intent to students coming and going midway through class.

Qiao Zishu was in this classroom as well. In fact, Fu Junlin had come to this teacher's class precisely because of her recommendation.

Fu Junlin had been in the Battle Banner discipline during the first half of the year, while Qiao Zishu had already been studying to become a Mecha Master.

She had always attended this teacher's classes.

In her view, none of the other teachers measured up to this square-faced man in his fifties.

A compatible teacher was truly important. Everyone had their own way of understanding things, and every teacher naturally had their own teaching style.

In this teacher's class, students often burst into laughter.

His explanations were witty and humorous, and he occasionally bantered playfully with the students, making people warm to him without realizing it.

By the end of the class, Fu Junlin felt no fatigue at all. Instead, he had absorbed a great deal of knowledge and was in an excellent mood.

"Even the best theories must be tested through practice. We have many new students in the second-half courses, so I'll assign all of you newcomers a comprehensive task to help you catch up.

"You have fifteen days to make your first robot. There are no restrictions on its size or weapons, but it must at least be able to move!"

The teacher spoke seriously.

The room immediately erupted in laughter. If it could not move, how could it be called a robot? Wouldn't it just be a pile of scrap metal?

The teacher smiled and added:

"There is only one combat requirement: it must be capable of an attack with a minimum Force Intensity of two.

"This requirement is not high. If you have any technical questions, you can consult me or any teacher of the mecha courses. You can also ask your fellow students.

"In fifteen days, submit your work according to the roster."

As he spoke, the teacher organized the lesson plans in his hands.

There was no escaping a comprehensive assignment like this.

There was a roster for all students who had newly entered the mecha discipline in the second half of the year. After fifteen days, every mecha class would begin inspections. Even if you switched to another mecha department teacher, you would still have to submit the assignment.

But fifteen days was actually a very, very generous amount of time.

As long as one put in a little effort, cramming the basics of robot construction in two or three days would not be a problem. They could also identify issues through practice.

That was called making the problems obediently rise to the surface.

Besides, they could ask teachers and classmates for help.

Those students who had studied the mecha discipline in the first half of the year had long been itching to show off. They could guide their classmates and receive gifts too; it was practically bliss.

Even the slowest students could basically finish within ten days.

Only idiots would fail to complete the assignment.

After giving the assignment, the teacher announced the end of class. Once he left, the students stood and began filing out. Some discussed going to the training field to test machinery, some planned to work out, and others wanted to visit the school's mission hall and take a mission that afternoon.

Fu Junlin packed up his books and prepared to leave as well.

He had instinctively intended to look for Qiao Zishu, but as he swept his gaze around, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

It was Cheng Xiaoyu, the person he had met at the gym yesterday.

Young Master Cheng.

At that moment, Young Master Cheng had already been surrounded by several freshmen.

For some Subspecies, attaching themselves to wealthy people or Superior Species was perfectly normal.

Though it might seem fawning, it was also part of Subspecies culture. Everyone wanted to change their status; what was wrong with that?

So long before entering this discipline, many Subspecies freshmen had compiled lists of the wealthier people in it. Some had even made plans to "get acquainted" with them.

The assignment given today was the perfect topic for striking up a conversation: asking an upperclassman for advice on building robots.

Amid the worshipful flattery of two female Subspecies students,

Young Master Cheng was practically floating. With feigned reluctance, he summoned one of his latest robots from his Mecha Belt into an open space.

It was a humanoid mecha gleaming silver all over, wielding two snow-bright blades. It stood two meters tall and looked imposing from every angle.

The shining material was clearly superalloy rated above 2.0 at a glance.

Like a person clad in full armor, its eyes flashed with blue light. It was truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at his mecha with Intent, while the several starstruck students nearby let out uncontrollable shrieks.

Even some people whose Intent had been elsewhere were drawn in by the beautiful mecha.

But at that moment, Fu Junlin felt that there seemed to be something wrong with it...