Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 466 - 241 Seeking Mecha Skills (Part 1)

Chapter 466 -241 Seeking Mecha Skills (Part 1)

“Really… what a coincidence.”

Mu Fan squinted and greeted.

Standing in front of him was none other than Zhang Shaotang from the Capital Star.

Zhang Shaotang’s attire made him look like a second or third-year student, appearing completely natural here and far less conspicuous than Mu Fan.

“I’m now in the Ship Command Department, which major are you in?” Zhang Shaotang adjusted his collar and asked with a smile.

“Mecha Academy.”

“We have four years ahead of us; there’s still plenty of room for us to rise. You’ll have to work hard.”

Although these seemed like normal greetings, Mu Fan found them somewhat uncomfortable.

“No need to worry.”

“Well, after you.” But after saying that and seeing Mu Fan remaining unmoved, Zhang Shaotang didn’t find it boring at all, only arching his eyebrow and saying, “In that case, we’ll have opportunities for exchange later. I’ll go in first.”

He bid farewell with impeccable manners and then casually strolled toward the library entrance. When he performed the palm recognition, his head tilted slightly towards Mu Fan before disappearing behind the tea-colored glass doors.

Do you really understand what true nobility entails?

In this world, how far can a brute truly go?

Thinking about it, it’s quite interesting.

Once assigned to the Command Department and surrounded by that familiar circle, Zhang Shaotang found his initial desire to compete with Mu Fan had faded quite a bit.

It wasn’t fear, but suddenly it just seemed ridiculous.

What does defeating a rhino in strength even prove?

He’d probably just be chided for crudeness by his peers.

Zhang Shaotang left with a slightly mocking look, which Mu Fan naturally saw—and saw very clearly.

Their different backgrounds inevitably led to their different ways of thinking.

Zhang Shaotang’s casual contempt seemed absurd to Mu Fan.

Is it edible?

If it’s not, why should he care about it at all?

He must become a pillar of Ding Chuan in the future!

With this thought, a confident Mu Fan walked up to the library entrance, inserted his student identity card into the scanner, and then scanned his palm and iris.

To protect the privacy of the students, the library’s scanner doesn’t announce names or access rights aloud.

As long as your access rights are sufficient, it automatically allows entry with a green light.

And so, Mu Fan walked in with the sparse crowd.

Low-key, restrained, luxurious!

That was the visual impact the interior of the library had on Mu Fan.

Rows of wooden bookshelves nearly three meters tall were filled with both professional and non-professional books, with small lifting platforms in front of each shelf.

The bookshelves on the lower part had metal bases that could automatically move, and Mu Fan saw several bookshelves exchanging positions on their own.

Each aisle gave the impression of being clean, wide, and straight, making even a large number of people entering the library seem scarce due to these densely arranged paths.

No matter where one walked, the light overhead was evenly scattered, ensuring there were no shadows everywhere.

Only upon entering did one truly understand what is meant by an ocean of knowledge.

After walking several meters and seeing the corridor split into two.

To the left was the vintage wooden bookshelf area, while the right was covered entirely in shimmering silver-white metal, filled with modern technology.

Moreover, the right side had separated areas filled with various electronic devices, and Mu Fan could probably only recognize among them the holographic light screen.

At a glance, there were many more students on the right than on the left.

“I’m at the fork now, and the right side should be the electronic reading area. How should I proceed?” Mu Fan asked Black.

Wearing his training uniform, Mu Fan drew sympathetic glances from many passing students.

During military training, coming to the library signified his family must be undergoing hardships.

“First, head to the electronic reading area, find the library’s search machine, try to attach your wristwatch to it, and then wait for my instructions.”

“Understood.”

Mu Fan glanced around at the eyes of the people nearby.

Nonsensical…

He muttered internally, then proceeded straight to the right.

Mu Fan soon found the distinctive machine, marked by the bright “Search Area” sign and the luminous white zones with many people operating the standing equipment.

Mu Fan went to one of the machines, casually placing his left wrist against the back of the device.

Then he started tapping on it.

Until three groups of people had walked away, Mu Fan finally heard Black’s voice beside his ear.

“Done!”

“This timing is really lucky, the library maintenance staff haven’t started work yet, maps of the areas with E, D, C level permissions have already been synchronized.”

“You will still need to help familiarize yourself with each permission-controlled area later,” Black said.

“Understood.”

“Next, you should go to the third-floor area D09, which is the Mecha knowledge specialty area. Currently, there are no other people there.”

Following Black’s instructions, Mu Fan began to move upward.

“Can you access the information inside through the network?”

“No, I can only search titles in the electronic reading area. Each area’s materials are relatively independent, and the library’s network transmission equipment is limited. You can go and choose the materials yourself.”

Choose by myself?

When Mu Fan’s permission scan allowed him access to the third floor, he noticed that there were suddenly far fewer people around.

The already vast space felt even emptier and colder.

In fact, most of the people who came to the library at this time were mostly entering the reading area, where the academy provided a comfortable and spacious environment.

Sitting alone in area D09, Mu Fan saw a series of texts and images scrolling rapidly on the screen in front of him.

“Mecha Combat Training Step Techniques—Newcomer Advancement”

After clicking on it, the first sentence he saw was “This material is suitable for pilots who have moved beyond the novice phase,” so he skipped it.

Mu Fan’s current real-life operations certainly didn’t require these beginner advancement techniques.

“Shooting Mecha Skill—Flame Cross Rifle”

When Mu Fan’s finger hovered over this option, he could see on the screen a demonstration image of a mecha holding a Gauss Rifle, using different bullets and special firearm shooting methods for a standard simulation.

He skipped it; Mu Fan wasn’t planning on doing shooting training for the time being.

“Search, exclude basic mecha motion training, exclude shooting skills.”

“Search successful.”

With a swish, information flowed like a waterfall on the screen.

Mu Fan was delighted to find that this time the Light Computer had neatly listed all the information by category.

[D-level Permission Skills as follows—]

“Mecha Step Skill Three-step Arrow”

Mu Fan hurriedly opened it.

A standard Yangwei III Training Machine appeared, constantly swaying left and right as it sprinted. When the image was enlarged, it could be seen that the mecha was stepping in the sequence of three positions, forming a slight shake in the mecha and effectively reducing the hit rate of small-caliber ammunition.

However…

This step seemed too slow, Mu Fan frowned, his finger controlled the scrolling down again. If these were the level of step skills, they were simply not worth considering.

[Requirements: Use the command counteracting from the control console, APM requirement is 120.]

It turns out the APM requirement was just 120, Mu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at the next one.

“Mecha Step Skill—Basic Snake-shaped Shifting”

After hovering his finger, the animation displayed, and Mu Fan saw another training mecha named Wind Type II, which at the start of its sprint really resembled a sinuous snake. But as he watched, Mu Fan began to frown.

Because this snake-shaped shift did achieve some similarity in appearance, but possibly considering the complexity of the pilot’s operation, the mecha’s travel path was too regular, and each bending route was too gentle with few occurrences of abrupt stops and sharp turns.

This was truly a basic version, claiming it could reach one-fifth the effect of Chaotic Zigzag Step was a stretch.

[Requirements: Use the control console micro-adjustments during engine pressurization, APM requirement is 105.]

Mu Fan flipped through several more, and upon seeing the Fighting Skills, he was speechless; there were basically no skills for instantaneous confrontation, all were just one-move attack skills.

To sum up, there were very few detailed operations, maximally accommodating pilots, and the operations were simple and thoughtless.

At last, unsurprisingly, the APM requirement was only 95.

“Search, search for mecha moves with APM over 200.”

“Search successful, no skills found under D-level permissions that meet the requirements, 1105 types exist under C-level permissions.”

Hearing the system’s voice, Mu Fan teeth clicked lightly, “Black, why aren’t there any prompts for B-level permissions and above?”

“Simple, because B-level permissions aren’t interchangeable here. Do you want to go to the B-level permission area?”

“Not now, I’ll just take a quick look at the C-level permission area,” Mu Fan’s gaze swept across the screen.

“Sixth floor, area C31, Mecha material specialty area, currently unoccupied.”

Mu Fan pulled out his Identity Card, turned off the Holographic Light Screen, and left.

His time was precious; he needed to find what he required with the utmost efficiency.

As Mu Fan, dressed in a new trainee uniform, stepped into the sixth-floor area to the astonishment of some onlookers, the entrance of the Ding Chuan Library saw the arrival of a man and a woman.

Unlike the others, the moment these two figures appeared, the rate of people turning their heads reached its peak.