Your Mecha Has a Problem

"Big Black, can I borrow your Biological Vision?"

Fu Junlin asked Big Black mentally.

"Add half an hour to today's activity time."

Big Black said with a lecherous grin.

"Fine!"

Fu Junlin agreed without hesitation.

Although he had borrowed Biological Vision, he needed contact to use it, or at least some form of conduction.

He still could not transmit it through the ground.

However, one of the mecha's legs happened to be pressed against the backs of a row of seats, and the curved, elongated seat backs were connected along a single rail.

Fu Junlin casually walked to one end of the backrest and pressed his fingertip against it.

In an instant, Biological Vision traveled through the backrest and into the mecha. Its precise internal structure appeared in Fu Junlin's mind.

Though intricate, it was not complicated to Fu Junlin.

After studying it for a while, a playful smile curled at his lips. He withdrew Biological Vision, and Fu Junlin walked toward Cheng Xiaoyu.

The students around them were currently chattering away as they surrounded the humanoid mecha and showered it with praise.

"Brother Yu, what material is your humanoid mecha made of?! Why is it so beautiful?"

Someone could not resist wanting to touch it, but did not dare without permission.

"2.4 Superalloy. It's nothing special."

Cheng Xiaoyu waved a hand with a smile.

"Damn! 2.4! What about those two weapons? Just their sharpness alone could probably split a Level-One Blue-Blood Monster!"

"Level One? I don't think even Level Two could withstand them. They must have the equivalent of two Force Intensity units built in, right?"

One little bootlicker was already spouting outrageous praise without even drafting a script.

No matter how good or sharp a weapon's material was, the weapon alone could not produce the effect of two Force Intensity units.

A weapon whose own power rivaled one Force Intensity was already an insanely awesome weapon.

No matter how good a weapon was, it still depended on the person wielding it.

Still, the two weapons held by Cheng Xiaoyu's mecha were no worse than the greatsword Chen Keyu carried.

Chen Keyu was a Blade-and-Sword Enchanter, after all. He made his living off weapons.

But he had no money.

"I heard Brother Yu is going to have a mecha duel with Wang Jintang in a couple of days. Are you using this one?"

someone asked in surprise.

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded and replied, "That's right!"

"Then Wang Jintang is definitely in danger. I've seen his humanoid mecha—it's nowhere near as good as yours!"

someone flattered him.

"Exactly. The more I look at his, the more it resembles a bucket. Someone even nicknamed it the Bucket Warrior."

Duels between students were common. Any profession could fight, and even War Banner Masters could compete over whose buffs were stronger or whose recovery was better.

Mecha Masters naturally competed with machines.

Among students, it was nothing more than competing over money, pride, and face.

Cheng Xiaoyu and Wang Jintang's duel had been brewing for a long time. Even Fu Junlin, who studied War Banners, had heard about it.

Yet Fu Junlin's eyes now gleamed with a scheming light as his mind raced.

The best way to make someone remember you was to make them regret it! Chasing after someone was never a good deal. If he waited until no one was around to approach Cheng Xiaoyu, the guy might not even give him the time of day.

With that thought, Fu Junlin cleared his throat.

"2.4 Superalloy is excellent material, but there's a problem with the design. Classmate, you've wasted some materials."

The area had been full of praise just moments ago.

This sudden voice immediately drew every eye, and even Cheng Xiaoyu turned around with a slight frown.

Fu Junlin shrugged, indicating that he was indeed the one speaking.

"Fu Junlin, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Yeah, you got lucky and showed off once in the Arena Zone, and now you think you understand mechas?"

someone said sourly. It was true that Fu Junlin had made a name for himself in the Arena Zone, especially when he solo-killed the Minotaur Boss for the first time. Those sniper shots had entirely relied on the mecha's power, yet a War Banner Master had stolen all the glory.

Naturally, this had caused immense dissatisfaction among the students in the mecha program, especially the male students.

In an instant, everyone turned their attacks on Fu Junlin.

Cheng Xiaoyu, however, displayed gentlemanly restraint. He pressed his hand down, then looked at Fu Junlin and asked,

"Where is the design flawed?"

"I can tell you the specifics in private. It's not convenient here, and I can also give your mecha a full inspection."

Fu Junlin said earnestly.

The students around them became even more disdainful, especially many of the girls, who looked at him with outright disgust.

So after all that, he was just here to be a bootlicker. Fine, lick boots if you wanted to, but why put on such an act? He wanted to be a whore and still build a shrine to his own virtue.

It was simply outrageous.

"No, he obviously wants to trick you. Fu Junlin, have you been drinking?"

The crowd sneered.

Of course Cheng Xiaoyu did not believe him either. It was hard to hear Fu Junlin's words without interpreting them the same way everyone else had.

He just wanted a chance to suck up to him in private. Cheng Xiaoyu liked being flattered, but he was not stupid.

If he let a freshman who had only just transferred into the mecha program inspect his mecha, he would never be able to show his face again.

Still, Cheng Xiaoyu said,

"Alright, thanks for the reminder. I'll inspect it myself when I get back."

That was a rejection.

But what no one expected was for Fu Junlin to continue.

"If you could inspect it yourself, this problem wouldn't exist. You've clearly misunderstood several power structures. There may not be any major issues right now.

But the problem could erupt at any time, and it is highly likely to happen during combat. It could result in three possible outcomes.

The upper-left armor could shift out of place, possibly even exposing the crystal lines. Then the gravity pivot at the waist could lose balance. Finally, the upper and lower body structures could become completely paralyzed.

All three of those situations stem from the same cause."

Fu Junlin pointed at the mecha with complete confidence.

After examining its structure with Biological Vision, Fu Junlin had already begun running simulations in his mind.

He had yesterday's Big Black and his Supercomputing Consciousness to thank for helping him understand the book's contents. It happened to contain knowledge in this area, and Fu Junlin had absorbed far more than most students could comprehend.

This was not something that could be remedied merely by studying for longer.

From elementary school to university, someone always scored one hundred on an exam while someone else scored fifty.

Aside from those who had not bothered to read the questions carefully, the questions the fifty-point scorers missed were blind spots to them.

In other words, they simply had no idea how to do them...

But after Fu Junlin said that, even Cheng Xiaoyu frowned deeply. He had been criticized so bluntly in public, accused of misunderstanding power structures.

Wasn't Fu Junlin saying that he was inferior to him? How humiliating was that in front of all these freshmen?

"Are you sick?"

Someone pointed at Fu Junlin and spoke without restraint.

"Come on, Brother Yu. Ignore him!"

"Exactly! There are all kinds of weirdos!"

The group seized the chance to display their loyalty, crowding around Cheng Xiaoyu as they headed out.

Cheng Xiaoyu also gave Fu Junlin a contemptuous look, shook his head, put away his mecha, and led everyone outside.

"Your plan failed. Awkward, huh?"

Big Black popped up at the most inappropriate moment to mock him.

"Who said it failed? This is what I call success."

Fu Junlin smiled faintly, clasped his hands behind his back with an old-fashioned air, and looked like a master strategist.