The convoy was on the road, and smoke and dust were rolling.

Shaber and Li Yuan sat on the roof of the marching car and enjoyed the sunset.

"Boy, I don't know who you have offended, but I actually used the Three Silver Star Mission to make things difficult for you." Old Man Sha took out his pipe and said while squirting at the clouds and sniffing the clouds and mists: "Thank you for giving me two Lantian ore. This is a great fortune for my two young grandsons. Maybe they can pass the test and become mecha soldiers like you."

"Ah, no thanks. I have to thank you for finding six pieces of Lantian ore. Uncle." Li Yuan scratched his head, feeling embarrassed.

The old man shook his head and looked solemn: "Child, when we part, Shaber has some advice. You must listen well, as a reward for giving me two pieces of Lantian ore."

Li Yuan was stunned. He had never seen an old man look so serious.

"Remember it! When working outside, you can't let go of anything that is beneficial to yourself. Just like Lantian Stone, since it is useful for your own improvement, why should you give it to others? Just because you and I have been so generous after a few days? Wrong, you have to remember that what you gave is not favor, but maybe your own life."

"Also, kill people quickly and kill people ruthlessly. No matter who you face, as long as you form hostility, you cannot leave a living. Think about your mother, she is only you, one child. If you die, how much blow will it cause to her? Remember, being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself and to your mother."

The old man's words come from the heart. When he sees Li Yuan, he remembers his three sons and two sons-in-law, who are as honest and stubborn as they do things. He wishes he could knock the other person's head. When he arrives on the battlefield, he will be scheming and slick in order to survive.

"Child, the Three Silver Star Mission is nothing, the premise is that you have to be prepared. I have a bracelet here. Take it to the edge of the Northeast Gobi Desert and find a tavern called Fantasy Angel. When I arrived at the bar, I saw an old man with a scar on his face and handed the bracelet over, saying that the grace was just enough to use a map of the Gobi Desert mining area. I took the map and left quickly. That tavern is a black shop, and often uses human corpses to synthesize raw materials for passengers to eat." The old man said very seriously, just like when his son went to the battlefield, he talked a lot of words.

The afterglow of the sunset shines on the roof of the car, and the old and the young look very harmonious.

Li Yuan was very grateful to the old man. He could feel the old man's painstaking efforts and comfort. This kind of guidance, especially the bracelet, has completely surpassed the value of two pieces of Lantian ore, and is considered a great reward.

"Thank you, Shaber, the boy, the rookie, I really don't understand a lot of things. I will quickly adapt to the external environment and live for my mother even if I don't do others." Li Yuan took a deep breath and felt a weight pressing on his shoulders. It turned out that he had already entered the ranks of those who could not sacrifice themselves.

"Go! Go to the deputy captain of the team and exchange some supplies for the heavy debris on the Ogilvy's body. Everything is the first to save your life. I say hello and let you go to the secret warehouse of the team to choose something." Shaber smiled, patted the young man's shoulder, and said a simple farewell.

"Secret Warehouse?" Li Yuan was surprised and said to himself: "Does there still be secrets in such a broken convoy that are not known to outsiders?"

The answer was soon revealed, and there was really a secret warehouse.

The deputy captain stubbornly robbed his neck, as if he was a person owing him a lot of money, and shouted: "Lao Sha must be crazy. He actually told the secret warehouse to outsiders. Boy, you are lucky, come with me."

The warehouse is not big, but not small, and it is hidden in the sturdiest large fortress transporter in the convoy.

Looking at the dazzling array of items and equipment, Li Yuan widened his eyes. Although it was all second-hand goods, it was absolutely useful. It was a timely rain for him to go to the mining area to challenge the Three Silver Star Mission.

"This, deputy captain, there are too many things. Is there an electronic list? It's convenient for me to choose." Li Yuan scratched his head. He wanted everything and wanted to take everything away. However, it was obvious that it was impossible.

"Electronic list? You kid are so picky." The deputy captain spread his big light screen with a "slap", and said coldly: "Here, pick it yourself! There are corresponding points on it, and the miscellaneous things that were pulled down from the Ogilvy's corpse are worth eighteen contribution points."

Li Yuan looked at it and could only smile bitterly. There were eighteen contribution points, and there were not many things to choose.

"Uncle, give me more contributions! You see, when I go to the Three Silver Star mission, I always have to fool a better outfit." Li Yuan begged for his youth, and he still knows that he is thick-skinned and can't eat enough, but thin-skinned.

"Hmph, I don't want to take your set. There are twenty contribution points, so there are no more." The deputy captain raised his face and walked out with his hands behind his back, saying, "You choose, get out of here after you have chosen it. By the way, since you are carrying out the mission, the convoy sponsors a motorcycle."

Hearing the sponsorship motorcycle, Li Yuan was ecstatic and shouted: "Thank you uncle."

"Boy, I'm not deaf, why are you doing so loud? Choose your stuff quickly." The deputy captain turned his head and took out his ears.

Li Yuan stared at the large light screen with his palm. He originally wanted to choose a floating skateboard as his foot strength. Now, the deputy captain said one word to save him at least five contribution points, so he could find more equipment.

"Well, gecko shoes, this one is good. There are only two contribution points to take over the eaves and walls."

"What is this? Low-level invisibility cloak? My mother, eighteen contribution points, aren't it just a simple optical principle? I really dare to offer a price."

"Wait a minute, this is a good, high-nutrition marching biscuit. Although the mecha synthesis jar can also synthesize food, it tastes like chewing wax, and it also consumes extra energy. The two contribution points are enough for me to last for a month, which is cost-effective."

"Hey, there is actually a special energy block for mecha? I have to take it, and I have to get ten contribution points."

"You should find a good hoe when you go to the mining area. The hoe can be folded and carried by the rushing force hoe. It is just right. Olympians can carry private goods, so can I."

"There are the last two contribution points, what should I choose? Folding space kettle or far-infrared sleeve arrows? Forget it, just choose far-infrared sleeve arrows! The mecha synthesis jar is already full of ice, which is enough for a while!"

Li Yuan clapped his hands, followed the light screen to guide him, changed into a pair of geckos, put on the far-infrared sleeve arrow close to his body, then took the energy block and the mine hoe, and finally carried the bag of the marching biscuits, walked out of the marching vehicle with a proud and proud spirit.

"It's over? This is the motorcycle for you! Good luck." The deputy captain forced a smile on his dead face, and compared the motorcycle leaning against him, which could no longer be described as rags.

"Ah? This is what you call sponsorship?" The cruel reality broke all longings.

Time is not long, and Li Yuanfeng is on the road.

Yes, besides wind, just fire.

This so-called motorcycle, like a hot wheel, is the simplest, tilted single-wheel single-rail car. It is a person sitting in a huge metal ring, like a pendulum swinging constantly.

I never thought that I still have the potential to be a pendulum combat robot.

The sound of the wind roared in my ears, and flames spewed out from the rear of the car, but I felt a little comfortable. Li Yuan quickly adapted to it due to the torture of wind and fire.

After changing the single-rail car to the automatic gear, Li Yuan's thinking became a little divergent. He thought of his mother, father, and two older brothers, and then several years of college career.

Originally, Li Yuan was not qualified to become a mecha soldier, and his reaction ability was not a problem and his physical fitness was still stuck in the fit. Although the fit can be gradually improved, the initial index needs to reach three percentage points. Without three percent, there is no need to further study. Even if the background is strong, the college will not be admitted.

The degree of fit is related to mental ability. It is said that the more comprehensive the mecha evolves, the greater the dependence on mental power. It is no longer simply a nervous system reflex, but sublimation to the level of thought. One thought can make the mecha react, and one thought can make the mecha burst out with power beyond imagination.

So far, Li Yuan is not very familiar with the state of high fit, because what he comes into contact with is the most basic level. Only when Xiao Xiao went to teach the state of high fit is taught.

I remember that when I was in the entrance examination, some changes happened. Now I am slowly recalling it, with sadness, pain, and hope.

To test the fit, you need to enter a very dark and dark room.

This not only tests the fit, but also tests the students' reactions to narrow spaces. Some people are naturally afraid of narrow spaces, while others feel extremely at ease when entering narrow spaces.

Neither phobia nor autism are desirable and require corresponding psychological treatment.

You should know that mechas are a weapon of war, and the driver must be well-known in psychological quality. Even if there is a slight flaw, it is easy to cause failure.

It was Li Yuan's turn, and he walked into the dark room tremblingly.

Originally, the test data was only 2% and did not meet the standards at all. However, at that time, he had just lost two brothers. His mother said that only by becoming a mecha soldier could he increase the chance of survival. The tuition was the pension for the two brothers. He was young and was full of fear of death for the first time.

Perhaps fear is a kind of power, Li Yuan only has one thought in his mind. He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to make his mother sad, he doesn't want to become a small tombstone in the family cemetery. He wants to live, live...

In a moment of fear, Li Yuan held tightly to the amulet left by his father to his three sons.

Apart from some beautiful patterns engraved on them, these amulets are really nothing special. My father boasted that they were treasures dug out from the ruins of a powerful technological empire.

Due to excessive force, three amulets were broken.

When the two brothers died, their amulets were naturally inherited by Li Yuan. However, they never thought that with the stinging pain from their palms, the degree of fit suddenly increased to 5%. He passed the level successfully and became a reserve mecha soldier.

"The amulet left by my father made me pass the level. It was definitely a treasure, but it was broken and crushed by me." Li Yuan had this understanding very early. When he knew that the mecha had a micro robot called the repair spirit, he was very happy and decided to repair these three amulets.

For this, Li Yuan paid a huge price.
Chapter completed!