Three Out of Three

Which seven skills?

"According to the APM requirements, from lowest to highest, they are: [V-shaped Sabre], [Great Wheel Thrust], [Lotus], [Thunder Thrust Assault], [Counter Air Raid Strike], [Unicorn Form Attack], and [Gale Wind Breath Decimation]! Each move corresponds to a different weapon and mobile suit, but they also have something in common: they are all melee combat. It seems this guy also has a special fondness for melee combat."

"Based on your current level, you won't be able to control learning after Lotus. However, once your APM reaches the critical point of 500, I think you can learn the movement technique [Phantom Flash]."

Mu Fan had already reached the library entrance and entered smoothly after passing through multiple identity verification checks.

After hearing Hei's explanation, Mu Fan nodded, and seeing that no one was around, he said:

"Tell me the exact location, and I'll filter it."

"District 17, Floor 9a"

After Hei finished giving the address, Mu Fan took the lead and walked into the suspended elevator.

However, what no one knew was that from the moment Mu Fan entered the library's surveillance system, in a large room with glass walls, an old man with gray hair suddenly looked upwards.

The light screen above his head clearly showed Mu Fan's figure as he stepped onto the floating staircase.

"Did one of the parties involved in the last conflict happen to be there when the library's surveillance equipment mysteriously malfunctioned, triggering the logic alert module?"

The old man slid his finger across the light screen in front of him, and rows of information kept refreshing.

Finally, the scrolling screen stopped, and where the finger hovered, a row of personal information appeared. "Cadet Mu Fan, Army Reserve Special Recruitment, Library Level A Access, Core..."

When he saw the words "Level A Access", a glint of light suddenly flashed in his old eyes. When he saw "Core Student" behind it, the old man suddenly stroked his beard and smiled.

"An interesting little guy, actually the core of this year's freshmen. So it seems the equipment damage last time wasn't a coincidence? The appearance of Core Student wouldn't be so ordinary."

"Tsk tsk, the younger generation these days is truly impressive."

The old man showed no displeasure, but simply marveled at the sight. He then picked up a piece of the exquisite pastry placed on the table and put it in his mouth, chewing it with relish.

"Beep, a call request has been received."

The old man slowly tapped a button next to him, and a door suddenly opened in one corner of the oddly shaped room.

Then a figure walked in, "Master Wendell, the Storm Lightning Owl in the laboratory has experienced some sudden changes in parameters. We are worried that it may cause irreversible damage to the pilot. Ruan Xiongfeng is currently causing trouble, and we need you to go and take charge of the situation."

The person who was bowing to speak raised his head; it was Xu Jiang from the Mecha Academy, who was looking at the old man in front of him respectfully.

This is a living testament to the knowledge passed down in the Mecha Department of the Dingchuan Academy is also the former Dingchuan Academy, who started his career in scientific research and whose knowledge covers almost all disciplines, including weaponry, ballistics, dynamics, mechanics, and photonic circuits.

This person is the only person in the Dingchuan Academy in the past 60 years to hold a perfect score record in all twelve subjects, and has remained unmarried since graduation.

He has an eccentric personality and unfathomable knowledge. Even the current dean respectfully addresses Wendell as "Master Wendell".

Upon hearing Xu Jiang's report and seeing the helplessness on the young lecturer's face, Master Wendell chuckled and said in a gloating tone, "Did you guys fail to stop that little bald guy and then come to me?"

"Master, I guess he'll only give you and the dean face. We're really facing a problem. The control panel shows 27 abnormal parameters. Could this be related to the energy source of the CICH body direct connection system?"

"That mech was originally a ferocious beast. Luckily, Little Baldy doesn't pilot it much anymore. I'll go take a look."

Wendell waved his hand, and the robot next to him automatically pushed over a fully automated mechanical wheelchair, then handed him a rosewood cane, before he reluctantly sat down.

Before finally getting up, he quickly grabbed a piece of pastry from the table and popped it into his mouth, thus announcing his departure for good.

Xu Jiang was clearly used to this scene. Master Wendell had never been serious, and now, at over eighty years old, he was just like a child.

After the two left, the space fell silent.

Xu Jiang hadn't noticed that Mu Fan had disappeared from the screen above his head. However, not long after, Mu Fan's figure reappeared on a light screen in the corner of the room.

The light curtains in that area were listed separately, and even the ground was marked with separate colors to distinguish them.

That light black area represents the A-level access zone, and according to normal rules, every person who enters it will be automatically monitored and tracked.

However, Mu Fan was clearly not among them. He didn't do much and simply followed Hei's instructions.

But as he walked, he noticed the problem with the black-clad commander. "Isn't District 17 supposed to go that way? Why did it turn right?"

"Anyone entering the 9th floor area will be monitored and automatically tracked. Fortunately, I am terrifying enough to have calculated all the escape routes for you. This time, everything will be fine. Intelligent life forms must play their role at crucial moments!"

He spoke with an air of self-satisfaction and enthusiasm, as if he had done something extraordinary.

Mu Fan was speechless. He wasn't doing anything wrong; he had entered with normal access privileges. Did he really need to be so secretive?

However, after thinking about it, he didn't stop Hei's actions. This guy was very cunning, but he didn't have any bad intentions.

That's good, since no one is paying attention to what I'm looking for.

Soon, under Hei's guidance, Mu Fan passed through layers of bookshelves and electronic reading areas, finally arriving at his destination.

"The 8th shelf, number 193, contains Soglier's notes. This genius of the Ottop Race, decades after his death, is still the only one you care about. How tragic," Black sighed.

Standing on the hovering pedals, Mu Fan retrieved the thick notebook—seven notebooks to be precise—and placed them side by side. He then heard Hei declare with great pride, "His techniques will shine once more in my hands!"

"I admire your drive, it's awesome," Hei casually complimented in a smug tone.

Mu Fan didn't care whether Hei was genuinely praising him or not. He grinned and laughed, then stacked the seven notebooks together on the reading table.

"You don't need to look at the last four books. Focus on the first three books and prepare to use the reading device for assisted input." When it comes to serious matters, Hei is very competent. Having already connected to the Dingchuan Academy and successfully occupied 50% of the Optical Brain resources after being evenly matched with Feng Yu, Hei's computing speed here has shown a qualitative leap.

All the data calculations show that if forced to memorize, Mu Fan can barely remember two of the moves.

Therefore, the immediate learning direction becomes a choice of two out of three.

[V-shaped Sabre], [Great Wheel Thrust], [Lotus]!

"Choose one or two books, and then try to memorize them by force using the Dark Breath state. Remember not to try to do too much at once."

"Um."

Mu Fan looked at the three notebooks with different names, a cold and detached aura flashing in his eyes.

"Scan all three books! I'm very pressed for time!"

"Three books?... Can you handle it?"

"I'll give it a try."

"Knew."

The key layout diagrams scanned onto the reader suddenly exploded, and under Black's control, they re-formed into frozen page layouts. There were as many as 20,000 pages in just one notebook!

First move, the incredible conjecture of Soglier's second-tier technique - V-shaped Sabre!