Over the next few days, Ning Chuan didn't rest. He used the Lu Family's business channels to sell all the spoils he had obtained in Tianshui City.
Total revenue was approximately 50 billion.
With the compensation paid to Wei Huasheng, his net worth has reached over 150 billion yuan.
And it's still rising.
In recent days, various factions, large and small, in Donglin, having learned of his return to Qingshan City, have sent people to congratulate him on winning the top score in the college entrance examination.
Most of them sent generous gifts.
The prices range from hundreds of thousands to tens of millions.
The balance in Ning Chuan's bank account is so large that it's impossible to see it all at a glance.
However, it didn't last long.
It quickly reached the bottom.
Ning Chuan only kept some emergency funds, using the rest to purchase over 600 cubic meters of Sharpness Qi.
His Divine Weapon's power increased rapidly.
While nurturing the divine Divine Weapon, Ning Chuan read some materials about mechs to prepare for later training.
Time flies.
It's already July 1st.
The Lu Family.
A helipad.
Rumble!
A fierce wind swept through, pressing the green grass to the ground. A black-painted military transport helicopter quickly took off and sped towards the southeast.
Inside the cabin.
Ning Chuan and Luo Qin sat facing each other.
Luo Qin, her pretty face fair and radiant with a smile, said, "Colonel Ning, you're incredibly popular in the 27th Army Group right now!"
These past few days, officers and soldiers alike have been talking about you after meals!
Ning Chuan casually asked, "Is it related to my killing of Wei Qiance?"
"Yes!"
Luo Qin nodded with a smile and said, "Compared to the online debate about your combat strength, the military's attitude is much more unified."
That night, tens of thousands of air troops watched the battle from the air.
They have a more accurate understanding of Wei Qiance's abilities.
I know that Wei Qiance is not as bad as people say online.
Luo Qin looked at Ning Chuan and said seriously, "The vast majority of people in the army believe that even if you cannot kill Ninth-Grade Martial Artist, you at least have the strength to fight."
"Um."
Ning Chuan gave a brief reply, remaining calm. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Are there any Ninth-Grade Martial Artist in the army who have challenged me to a duel?"
"Actually, no."
Luo Qin smiled and said with a slight upturn of her red lips, "Fighting with you will only bring you harm."
Even if I beat you, it's nothing to brag about.
After all, a ninth-rank official fighting a first-rank official.
If we lose, that would be terrible!
"It wasn't just embarrassing at the time; it's been brought up and used as a negative example whenever the Federation's record of surpassing others in combat power is mentioned. It's no exaggeration to say that it's been nailed to the pillar of historical shame."
Luo Qin covered her mouth and chuckled softly.
"They really considered everything thoroughly."
Ning Chuan shook his head, a hint of regret in his voice.
He will soon be promoted to Second-Rank Martial Artist.
It will be difficult to break the record for the Federation's military strength again after this.
In the path of martial arts, the gap between realms widens as one progresses.
"However, the people in the mecha division are an exception."
Luo Qin thought for a moment and then smiled, "Especially those advanced mecha pilots, they're all eager to test their mecha skills against you."
"They even held multiple duels to vie for the order in which they could fight you."
Ning Chuan looked surprised and asked, "Why?"
"Your future achievements are too great; you are destined to become Divine General, and there is even a 30% chance of you being promoted to Heavenly King!"
Luo Qin raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled, "Defeating you would be a great honor."
Even if it's because you're new to mecha and your piloting skills aren't yet top-notch, it's still a glorious record!
"Understood," Ning Chuan said softly.
Aren't you nervous?
Seeing Ning Chuan's calm expression, Luo Qin felt a little curious.
She had read Ning Chuan's file and knew that he had only piloted a mecha once so far.
"Don't be nervous."
Ning Chuan smiled faintly.
His driving skills are indeed mediocre.
However, his physical abilities have nearly doubled since his last time piloting a mecha.
This is enough to allow the mechs to unleash even greater combat power.
About fifteen minutes later, the transport helicopter arrived at the 27th Group Army's base.
Airport.
Stepping out of the cabin, Ning Chuan saw Bai Xiuxiu already waiting for him not far away.
At this moment, Bai Xiuxiu, wearing sunglasses, leaned against an SUV, looking dashing and spirited. Her black hair was blown by the wind, like surging waves.
"Should we go to our accommodations to rest and recuperate?"
Seeing Ning Chuan approach, Bai Xiuxiu straightened up and opened the car door.
"No need, let's begin training immediately."
Ning Chuan smiled slightly.
"Okay, get in the car."
Bai Xiuxiu stepped on the gas, turned the car around, and drove towards the base's mecha pilot training camp.
On the way, Bai Xiuxiu thought for a moment and said, "Before the formal training, you should take the mecha pilot level assessment test and get the one-star advanced mecha pilot level certificate. This will make it easier for you to participate in the military mecha competition in August."
"Advanced mecha pilots are even ranked by star level?"
Ning Chuan was somewhat surprised.
The materials he read mainly concerned various types of mechs, with relatively little information about mech pilots.
"Yes, it's divided into seven stars, with the power of martial arts as the judging criterion."
Luo Qin replied quickly.
In order to increase her favorability with Ning Chuan, she has been cramming on relevant knowledge these days and has gained some understanding of it.
As Luo Qin recalled, she explained, "Advanced mecha pilots can pilot mechas to perform martial arts, but the power they unleash varies from person to person."
"As long as you successfully pilot a mech and use martial arts, you can become a one-star advanced mech pilot."
After that, for every additional 10% increase in the power of martial arts displayed while piloting the mech, the level increases by one star.
"When martial arts power reaches 60%, you become a seven-star advanced mecha pilot!"
Luo Qin looked at Ning Chuan and smiled, "If you can unleash 70% of your power, you'll be an ace mech pilot, qualified to pilot Sky Mecha and fight against the Knight!"
Ning Chuan seemed thoughtful, and said, "Judging levels by martial arts is rather peculiar. I thought they would use actual combat strength as the standard."
"In fact, they're about the same."
Bai Xiuxiu turned her head to the side and said, "To become a senior mecha pilot, it often takes more than ten or even several decades of training."
He already knew all the driving techniques by heart.
Their martial arts skills were mostly at the same level, with none of them being much better than the others.
The difference in combat power is mainly reflected in how much of the martial arts technique's power one can unleash...
As they were talking, Bai Xiuxiu's voice trailed off.
She suddenly understood why Ning Chuan found it strange to use martial arts as a standard.
On his first time piloting a mecha, he successfully displayed martial arts skills thanks to his superior physical abilities.
and.
Ning Chuan's martial arts skills are frighteningly high.
With a little practice and improvement in driving skills, their actual combat strength will definitely exceed the star rating they are assessed for.
"Colonel Bai, don't just stand there, we've arrived."
Luo Qin reminded her.
Bai Xiuxiu snapped out of her daze upon hearing this and quickly stepped on the brakes.
She took a deep breath, suppressed her chaotic thoughts, looked at Ning Chuan, and said, "Just do your best in the assessment test later."
There will definitely be no problem passing.
The internal data of the Martial Annihilation Type-Three Mecha you were piloting showed that it could unleash 0.7% of the power of martial arts techniques.
"0.7%..."
Ning Chuan muttered to himself several times.
He was somewhat curious.
How much of my power can I unleash right now?