I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

Amamiya Mercury looked at the instructor, and asked in a low voice as if he was afraid of disturbing these cold giants.

The instructor walked up to the Titan closest to her, leaned his upper body forward against the giant, and gently stroked the vigorous lines with a cold steel texture, without turning back, he said lightly:

"They are all our Titans, but there are quite a few of them, and they can't be activated again."

"Eh? Why?"

The instructor turned his head to stare at Amemiya Mercury, his eyes were tightly locked on hers, and after a while, he slowly moved away.

Under the pale light, the doubt in the girl's eyes did not seem false.

"It seems that you haven't understood this part yet."

The woman sighed knowingly.

"Yes," afterward, the instructor looked around, and said softly as if lost in memory, "some of them lost their drivers, and they stayed here after removing the recyclable parts."

"Others, having lost their designers, no one could take over the restoration of the severely damaged parts, so they had to be dismantled and left here."

Losing the driver understands, but...losing the designer...

Amamiya Mercury opened his eyes wide, and suddenly looked at the instructor who stood aside and fell silent after speaking.

"That, may I ask, what does it mean to lose the designer?"

Her voice grew louder unconsciously.

"You know, behind a combat-capable Titan is a driver and an experienced logistics team."

He glanced at her inexplicably, and the instructor replied without any emotion.

Then she clicked a few times in the void and pulled a simple titan frame from the overhead hologram.

"But in a logistics team, only one person can be the designer. In other words, the others are responsible for doing chores. As long as the designer is capable enough, he can support a team by himself."

Speaking of this, the corner of the instructor's mouth seems to be a little smile:

"You also have some in school, students who specially adjust weapon parameters for you and make adaptive modifications for you."

In the shadows, Amamiya Mercury clenched his fists slightly, and then said in an indistinct manner:

"Yes, it's my best friend, what's wrong?"

"good friend..."

The public-faced instructor smiled a couple of times without feeling any emotion, and then changed the subject before Amamiya Mercury got angry about it.

"Every Titan is the heart and soul of the designer, pouring their love, dreams and time, and when they are gone, no one can repair the core parts of the Titan."

"Let a designer study another designer's unconstrained thinking..."

"In short, in the absence of a development log, if you want to fix such a Titan, it is better to replace it and redesign it."

"But what does that have to do with my friend?"

Amameiya Mercury frowned.

Haven't found it yet?He is obviously a very smart kid, so how could he be so stupid here?

The instructor glanced at the girl beside him with complicated eyes.

After pausing for a few seconds, and after sorting out her thoughts, she slowly said:

"If you enter the same company with a Titan license in the future, she will be the designer of your Titan."

"So, don't lose her."

Ignoring the girl who was stunned by the huge amount of information, the instructor waved his hand and walked out.

She walked to the junction of light and darkness, stopped, and hid her upper body in the shadows.

"Maybe I got off topic just now, but what I want to tell you is..."

"Fighting is not just about you alone. If you feel that it is difficult to improve temporarily, you might as well relax and trust your companions."

"Maybe she is working hard for you right now..."

..................

Ah Choo! !

In the laboratory late at night, Hua Mian sneezed violently.

After a while, she got up and picked up the calculation manuscript paper that was blown away by the sneeze just now, and glanced at the time in the upper right corner of her vision.

Ah, it's almost two o'clock.

Hua Mian subconsciously prepared to pack her things and leave, but when she saw the date marked in red on the holographic calendar next to her, her movements slowed down again.

Tomorrow is the date of the exhibition match.

The girl hesitated for a moment, went to the coffee machine next to her and made herself a cup of warm coffee, then sat back on the chair.

It's better to work overtime, otherwise... It's hard to say whether Amamiya can win tomorrow.

She didn't want to see the Shannan Heavy Industry group of people triumphant, nor did she want to see the red-haired girl she saw every day crying Qingqing.

If she loses, she will definitely cry...

Huamian thought in her heart.

I don't know when, the steady-looking red-haired girl quietly passed away when she was a child, and transformed into the current child who likes to act like a baby in front of her.

Although no matter which Amamiya Mercury is very cute, as expected, Hua Mian still prefers her current appearance.

Therefore, she will not give up easily.

Anyway, it's just a little effort.

In the laboratory, the sound of pencils scratching across the paper rustled, while outside the window, the night wind floated the tree shadows, cutting the light and shadow cast by the moon and neon together.

A lamp was on on the table, and under the lamp, a black-haired girl was writing a book at her desk.

From time to time, she reached out and typed something on the holographic keyboard projected on the table.

After a while, the girl leaned back on the seat, holding the still warm coffee in both hands, put it to her mouth and took a sip.

She's stuck again...

It seems that a scholar talent of [-] points is still too little.

If she had known that fourth-level psychics were so difficult to break through, she could have given up some of the lives invested in the direction of psychics and put them in other areas.

But, this is just an afterthought.

After all, she didn't know at the time that she would encounter such a situation now.

Hua Mian put down the coffee cup in her hand and let out a long sigh.

However, it seemed that this sigh had disturbed something in the darkness, and the door of the room creaked.

In the middle of the night, the night is quiet, dark, and the door is moving.

The combination of all these elements is enough to make some timid girls scream.

"Is the electronic ghost crawling out of cyberspace to eat people?"

Ordinary people might inevitably think this way, but Hua Mian was not frightened.

She just barely restrained her twitching expression, and then looked at the darkness with some helplessness.

"Teacher, come in if you want."

That's right, it was her teacher and the director of the institute—Shen Chenyue who was eavesdropping on the door in the darkness.

Although Hua Mian hasn't used psychic energy for a long time, she is a genuine third-level psychic user.

Aside from hearing far beyond the average person's hearing, the potted plants that became happy when someone was nearby had already exposed the location of the person who came.

It's just that Hua Mian doesn't know who is coming.

But at this time, among the people Hua Mian knew who would use this method to eavesdrop, there was no one else except this director who still had a childish charm.

Being called to reveal his identity, the old man in the dark pushed the door open and walked in without feeling embarrassed at all.

"Xiao Huamian is still preparing for Xiao Yugong's match tomorrow."

The old lady asked in a curious voice.

On her wrinkled face, there was still a trace of worry about the sleepers.

Hua Mian froze for a moment, then glanced at the manuscript paper on the table without a trace, and said firmly:

"It's just a sudden inspiration, it has nothing to do with tomorrow's affairs."

The voice fell, and there was no response from the other side for a long time.

Hua Mian turned around with some doubts, and saw the old lady standing there looking at her with a smile.

After staying for a moment, she immediately looked down at the screen again, pretending that nothing happened.

Shenyue saw that Hua Mian didn't respond, so she approached slowly, stepping into the beam of light cast by the desk lamp on the floor.

"If you have any questions, please let me know. In fact, I am quite confident about Titan."

"Xiao Huamian, you don't want Xiao Yugong to lose tomorrow, do you?"

The old man approached Hua Mian's table and said with a smile.

It seemed that the words of the old man had some effect.

The girl took out the holographic device in her arms with a slightly unnatural expression, and then slowly unfolded it.

Following her movements, a projection slightly different from the standard Titan structure appeared in the air between the two.

The old man's eyes widened curiously, and he began to observe carefully, and from time to time, he fiddled with it a few times.

After a while, she lowered her head:

"Has Xiaohuamian modified the energy supply system? If so, won't the demands on Xiao Yugong be too high?"

After hearing the old man's question, Hua Mian slowly shook her head.

If she hadn't seen the heroic appearance of that girl in the plot, then she would not have believed that someone would be able to control such a complicated system.

It's just that the energy supply has been modified. For that witch...

Even for the current 'witch', Hua Mian believes that this level of difficulty is no problem for her.

So, she spoke slowly with a firm tone.

It seems that he is also strengthening his confidence.

"If it's her, yes."

Shen Chenyue looked down at the girl who would sit in front of her, and then her tensed face relaxed again.

Wrinkles spread across the face like a crumpled sheet being smoothed out.

It's nice to be young...

Then, she bent down and smiled:

"Is that so..."

"Then let me also come and witness the strength of genius."

......

Chapter 42 Competition

"Next, please enter the venue for both parties participating in the exhibition match."

"They are Shenlong, a representative from Shannan Heavy Industry; and Yugong Shuixing, a genius who has just entered school for more than a year!"

In the simulating training ground, a man in a decent white suit was walking around non-stop, introducing loudly to the drone that was broadcasting the scene.

Amamiya Mercury glanced at this inexplicably excited man wordlessly.

What are you doing so passionately...

Then she sat on the leather armchair beside her and picked up the simulating device placed on it.

A few decades ago, simsense devices weren't as portable as they are now.

In high school, Yugong Mercury had the honor to go to the Yuncheng History Museum in District No.14 with Huamian on the school spring outing.