Searching for Mecha Skills (I)

"What a... coincidence."

Mu Fan squinted and greeted him.

Standing in front of him was Young Master Zhang Tang from the Capital Star.

Young Master Zhang Tang's attire made him look like a second or third-year student, and he stood there naturally, far less conspicuous than Mu Fan.

"I'm currently in the Starship Command Department. I wonder what your major is?" Young Master Zhang Tang straightened his collar and said with a smile.

"Mecha Academy"

"Four years is a long time, and there's still a lot of room for us to improve. You'd better work hard."

Even though it was a perfectly normal greeting, Mu Fan felt extremely uncomfortable listening to it.

No need for you to worry.

"Then you go first." But after saying that, seeing that Mu Fan remained unmoved, Young Master Zhang Tang didn't feel bored at all. He simply raised an eyebrow and said, "In that case, we can talk another time. I'll go in first."

She nodded goodbye with impeccable manners, then walked leisurely to the library entrance. When her palm print was being scanned, she glanced at Mu Fan slightly before disappearing through the amber glass door.

Do you understand the true essence of aristocracy?

In this world, how far can a reckless person really go?

It's quite an interesting thing to think about.

When Young Master Zhang Tang was assigned to the Command Department and felt the familiar circle around him, he found that his initial desire to compete with Mu Fan had faded considerably.

It wasn't fear, but rather a sudden feeling of absurdity.

What does it prove to defeat a rhinoceros in terms of strength?

I'll probably be called vulgar by my own kind.

Mu Fan naturally saw the faintly mocking look in Young Master Zhang Tang's eyes as he left, and not only did he see it, he saw it very clearly.

The two came from different backgrounds, which naturally led to their different ways of thinking.

Young Master Zhang Tang's casual contempt seemed utterly ridiculous to Mu Fan.

Is it edible?

Why bother caring if you can't eat it?

I must become Dingchuan Pillar in the future!

With this in mind, Mu Fan walked confidently to the library entrance, inserted his student ID card into the reader, and then scanned his palm print and iris.

To protect the privacy of each student, the library's identification system will not verbally prompt for name and access permissions.

As long as you have the necessary permissions, you will be automatically given the green light to proceed.

Mu Fan followed the sparse crowd into the crowd.

Understated, refined, and luxurious!

This is the visual impact that the interior of the library had on Mu Fan.

Rows of wooden bookshelves, nearly three meters high, are filled with professional and non-professional books, and each bookshelf has a small lifting platform in front of it.

There are metal bases underneath the bookshelves that can move automatically, Mu Fan saw that several bookshelves were changing positions on their own.

Every passageway gives the impression of being clean, spacious, and straight. No matter how many people enter the library, they appear sparse after being divided by these dense passageways.

No matter where you go, the light from above is evenly scattered, and there are no blind spots in the light.

Stepping inside, one truly understands what an ocean of knowledge means.

After walking several dozen meters, I saw that the passageway split in two.

The left side leads to a retro wooden bookshelf area, while the right side features a uniform silver-white metallic sheen, exuding a high-tech feel.

Moreover, the right side consists of divided areas filled with various electronic devices; the only Mu Fan could probably name was the holographic light screen.

At first glance, there are many more students on the right than on the left.

"I'm at the fork in the road. The right side should be the electronic reading area. How do I operate it?" Mu Fan asked Hei.

Mu Fan, dressed in training clothes, stood there, attracting the attention of many passing trainees, whose eyes were filled with sympathy.

This student is so diligent and studious during Military Training that he comes to the library. His family must be very poor.

"Go to the electronic reading area first, find the library's search machine, try to cover it with your wristwatch, and then wait for me to let you know."

"Clear."

Mu Fan glanced at the gazes of those around him.

baffling...

He muttered a curse to himself, then walked straight to the right.

Mu Fan quickly found the conspicuous machine, because of the three large characters "Search Area" clearly displayed above it. At the same time, there were many people standing in front of the upright instrument operating it within the bright white area.

Mu Fan found a machine and walked over, casually placing his left wrist behind the instrument.

Then tap on it with your finger.

After three groups of people had left, Mu Fan finally heard a black voice in his ear.

"Done!"

"We're really lucky at this time. The library maintenance staff haven't started work yet, and the area maps for the E, D, and C access levels have already been synchronized."

"I'll need your help to familiarize yourself with the actual situation of each level of access control area later," Black said.

"Clear."

"Next, go to area D09 on the third floor. That's the mecha knowledge area, and there's no one else there right now."

Following Hei's instructions Mu Fan began to move upwards.

"Is it possible to access the information inside via the internet?"

"No, I can only search by title in the electronic reading area. The materials in each area are relatively independent, and the network equipment in the library has limited transmission. You can just walk over and choose for yourself."

Do you want to choose for yourself?

After Mu Fan's access was scanned and he entered the third floor, he found that there were far fewer people around him.

The already vast space felt even more empty and desolate.

In fact, most people who come to the library at this time go to the reading area, where the college provides a comfortable and spacious environment.

Mu Fan sat alone in area D09, with a string of text and images scrolling rapidly on the screen in front of him.

Mech Combat Training: Footwork - Beginner to Advanced Level

After clicking, the first sentence you see is "This tutorial is for pilots who have moved beyond the novice stage," skip it.

No matter how well Mu Fan performs now, he wouldn't need these advanced techniques for beginners.

Shooting Mech Techniques - Flame Cross Gun

When Mu Fan's finger hovered over this option, a demonstration image of a mech holding Gauss Rifle appeared on the light screen, simulating a normal shooting mode using different bullets and special firearm firing methods.

Skip this, Mu Fan has decided not to conduct shooting training for the time being.

"Search, exclude basic mech movement training, exclude shooting skills."

"Search successful."

In a flash, information poured onto the screen like a waterfall.

Mu Fan was delighted to find that the Optical Brain had clearly listed all this information according to each category.

[Level D privilege skills are as follows—]

Mech Footwork Technique: Three Arrow Step

Mu Fan quickly clicked on it.

A standard Yangwei III Model training mech appears, swaying left and right during its sprint. Zooming in reveals that each step the mech takes occurs sequentially in three directions, creating a slight sway that effectively reduces the hit rate of small-caliber ammunition.

but...

"These steps look way too slow," Mu Fan frowned, his fingers scrolling downwards again. If it was Footwork Technique of this level, there was no point in watching.

[Requirement: Use console commands for hedging; APM must be 120.]

So the APM requirement was only 120. Mu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the next one.

Mech Footwork Technique - Basic Serpentine Shift

An animation appeared after he hovered his finger over it, and Mu Fan saw a training mech called Wind Type II again. At the start of its charge, it did indeed resemble a serpentine snake, but as Mu Fan watched, he frowned.

While the Serpentine Shift does achieve a certain degree of similarity, the mech's trajectory is too predictable, perhaps due to considerations of the complexity of pilot operation. Moreover, each bend is too gentle, with very few sudden stops or sharp turns.

This is really just the basic version; if it can achieve even one-fifth of the effect of Disordered Folding Step, that would be an exaggeration.

[Requirement: Fine-tune using the console during engine boost; APM requirement: 105.]

Mu Fan flipped through several in a row, and was even more speechless when he saw the Fighting Technique. There were basically no skills that involved a moment of confrontation; they were all skills that involved a single attack.

In summary, it has very few detailed operations, takes maximum care of the pilot, and is simple and brainless to operate.

Upon final inspection, it was indeed found that the APM requirement was only 95.

"Search for mech moves with an APM of 200 or higher."

"Search successful. No skills meeting the requirements were found under level D permissions. There are 1105 skills under level C permissions."

Hearing the system's voice, Mu Fan gritted his teeth. "Damn, why isn't there a notification about B-level or higher access?"

"It's simple. Because B-level permissions aren't compatible with this area. Do you want to go to the B-level permission zone?"

"No need for now, I'll just browse through the C-level access area." Mu Fan's eyes swept across the screen.

"Sixth floor, area C31, mecha data section, currently unoccupied."

Mu Fan pulled out his identity card, turned off the light screen, and turned to leave.

His time is precious, and he needs to find what he needs as efficiently as possible.

As Mu Fan, dressed in his freshman training uniform, stepped into the sixth-floor area amidst the surprised gazes of some people, the figures of a man and a woman appeared at the entrance of Dingchuan Library.

Unlike others, the two of them attracted the most attention when they appeared.