Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Return of the First Generation Machine


    Editor: Noodletown Trantions


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    Mu Fan knew nothing about all this!


    Because Fatty came; Young Master Harry was in a bit of a hurry on his way here today. Actually, he mainly woke upte.


    He heard amotion not far when entering the hall, but it was normal for such a busy martial arts hall, so he didn’t pay much attention and went upstairs directly.


    He didn’t know when Mu Fan would actually go; he had to persuade him again.


    So, there was a moment when Fatty pushed the door open and saw Mu Fan on the training chair looking at him, big eyes meeting small eyes, a scene so simr to when they first met.


    “You, still haven’t gone?” Fatty nced around furtively, asking in surprise and doubt.


    Mu Fan sat there straight, his upper body so tense it was almost bent, his face grimacing with his teeth bared, which gave Fatty a fright.


    The atmosphere wasn’t right; logically, Mu Fan should either be in one of the individual training rooms in the training field or wearing a lightputer helmet. What’s this act about?


    Fat Brother hadn’t done anything guilty of conscience. Fatty carefully reviewed his schedule for the past few days; nothing wrong there.


    “Ahem, ahem,” Fatty faked a cough, his fist covering his mouth in a gesture.


    “Well, Mu Fan, what are you doing? Are you waiting for me?” Already in an imaginary state, Fatty asked dryly.


    Mu Fan’s face suddenly twitched, “Hiss, it hurts a lot!”


    Fatty’s heart clenched, had the kid taken the wrong medicine? What’s with such a weird tone?


    Suddenly, themunicator at the room door rang, “Beeper, sparring partner Mu Fan, please answer immediately.”


    “Sparring partner Mu Fan, please answer immediately.”


    The call repeated continuously, obviously an internal line.


    “I am Mu Fan.”


    Fatty watched as Mu Fan, without hesitation, answered it, tightening his heart. Was he going to Wen Zheming? Fatty frowned, about to explode, but the next words he heard left him dumbfounded.


    “I’m Chanison, hahaha, well done, kid. I’ll give you an extra 2000 star coins as a bonus today; Young Master Wen was in a great mood and already left. He even left some money for Mankun and Jeff; this is simply a miracle! Jeff isn’t disabled and can still continue fighting, and Mankun can do logistics in the future. They really benefited from your welfare, kid; you really have guts, able to withstand Young Master Wen! From now on, you’re our Star Fall Martial Arts Hall’s golden sparring partner. Hahaha… By the way, do you know what happened on Young Master Wen’s side in detail?” The moment Chanison’s loudugh came through themunicator, it was clear he was in an exceptionally good mood, a string of wordsing out, leaving Mu Fan and Fatty frozen, staring at the wall.


    “Uh…” Fatty timidly started to speak.


    “What, what?! I asked what happened on Young Master Wen’s side?” Chanison wasn’t happy hearing a few words interrupting him but forgave it seeing that Mu Fan was a hero today.


    “I’m Harry Fowen, Manager Chanison!” Not letting Fatty speak, Fatty got angry, especially since it was in front of Mu Fan, making Fat Brother lose face!


    “Uh, hello, Young Master Harry. Sorry, I just didn’t know you were here.” The tone in themunicator froze, a 180-degree change, naturally filled with ttery.


    “Hmm.” Fatty nodded satisfied, “Mu Fan is my sparring partner; I’m not here, so is it you?”


    The sentence pushed Manager Charney back; after asking some dry pleasantries, they hung up themunication.


    Then they saw Fatty’s shining eyes looking at him; Mu Fan scratched his nose and awkwardly said, “Well, the issue on Young Master Wen’s side is resolved.”


    Fatty stood dazed for three seconds, then directly lunged at Mu Fan’s thigh, “Thigh, ah! Let me hug it!”


    “Scram!” Mu Fan shoved Fatty’s big face forcefully, pushing him back.


    “Your hand?”


    “Injured; that Young Master Wen’s explosive force is very strong, but it’s okay, looks worse than it is.”


    Ultimately, considering Mu Fan’s current condition, Fatty forcibly dragged Mu Fan into the PO Battle Net, with a very valid reason, to let the arm muscles rx first.


    …


    Both online!


    Lemon Balloon – Location: VIP Room CC1029, Battle Hall 171.


    Egg Lord – Location: New Recruit Training Base 341.


    Lemon Balloon: “Mu Fan, why did you go back to the new recruit training base?”


    Egg Lord: “Well, I need to practice mecha again. You go ahead and y.”


    Lemon Balloon: “How can that be okay? If you hang around there every day, how can we team up?”


    Egg Lord: “Give me five days.” While sending the voice message, Mu Fan gritted his teeth, needing to start from mecha basic knowledge. Now, without even knowing the theory, ck had disabled coordinatedbat, so he couldn’t drive at all!


    He had to call ck.


    Lemon Balloon: “So boring, fine, wasn’t expecting your mecha skills to be anything grand anyway; you’re more suited for the fighting zone.”


    Fatty finally let Mu Fan off.


    Mu Fan stood before the familiar metal revolving gate, the system prompt sounded simultaneously.


    “Hello, recruit ‘Egg Lord’; this is your training site at Base 341.”


    “Please choose a training program, one, single soldierbat training, two, mecha driving training.”


    “Mecha driving training.”


    As night fell, stars adorned the curtain; this time, what Mu Fan tread on wasn’t synthetic materials but a t earthen ground, the soil prevalent on the, even the 85% simtion allowing Mu Fan to distinctly feel the iing breeze.


    “Bang,” “Bang,” “Bang.”


    Suddenly, the sound of strong lights turning on echoed from both sides and extended forward, the activation hum of electric currents incessant.


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    Initially squinting against the strong light before reopening his eyes, Mu Fan saw a vast, empty base surrounded by walls, and appearing at the edge of his view was the very white skeletal frame he had once used—the first-generation human-shaped general-purpose heavy machine EH01!


    Mu Fan could never forget turning into this mecha to fight fiercely against those two raiders, nor could he forget being ultimately shot till the cockpit exploded.


    Although this white skeletal mecha was bulky, simplistic, and outdated, none of that hindered it from being Mu Fan’s first mecha joy in life!


    When the icy steel transferred its heat through his palm to his brain, once again feeling his first mecha, Mu Fan’s excitement was beyond words.


    “Snap!” Suddenly the sound of a shutter clicked.


    Mu Fan jumped away vigntly, on guard.


    “Hahaha, Mu Fan, I’ve left a backdoor in the mechabat training tutorial; once you enter, you’ll trigger my program, and I was lucky enough to witness your pervy moment touching the mecha just now.” Suddenly a silver sphere flew out, cheerfully circling Mu Fan.


    ck!


    Mu Fan almost felt helpless! Unwavering in its presence, often disappearing when needed and showing up when not, this pesky Smart Brain, after having a body in PO, became even more reckless.


    “Finally choosing mechabat, let me teach you this time then; mecha is your weak spot now, go to the fighting trainingter.” Mu Fan could imagine ck’s animated expression, but looking, he saw only a smiling, floating ball.


    “Now, enter the cockpit!”


    Mu Fan stood for a moment, no response, then scratched his head looking at ck, “How to get in?”


    “Uh oh, forgot to introduce this; this mecha, being quite old, uses a traditional mechanical entry, so… climb up from the back leg. Your flexible movement shouldn’t have a problem.” ck’s electronic voice didn’t carry a hint of shameless realization.


    Mu Fan: “…”


    Under the light-illuminated night sky, a youthy like a snail on a giant six-meter skeletal frame’s back.


    “Why don’t you tell me how to open the door!” The boy’s shout echoing across the base.


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