Author: Darwin Zoo

Giselle exited the battlefield, returned to her room, quickly lay down on the bed, and chose [Rest].

The hands of the bedside alarm clock immediately began to rotate rapidly, and even the hour hand moved one tick at a time, and the night passed in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the flow of time returned to normal, the door was knocked again.

The one who came that time was the general's assistant, Miss Mako.

But Giselle was wrong and she wasn't interested.

In Giselle's eyes, that woman was her mecha maintenance and upgrade supervisor, a proper tool person.

Not to mention women, not even the mature and steady handsome man, the driver of the Eureka Raider, could distract her.

——Does she come to the virtual world to make money, or does she come to fall in love?

Unlike my good friend Maide, who actually tried to become Chuck's stepmother!

And that undoubtedly angered the young man!

At first, the old man with a good-natured look had to step in to stop the conflict, and he exchanged a few pleasantries with Maide, which in turn activated the reverberations of the [Battle of Manila].

That is also the reason why Giselle will enter the echo battlefield and meet Ayi and Yelang.

She herself did not trigger the event at all, let alone activate the echo.

"My co-pilot selection has started, they are all waiting for me." Miss Mako explained the task to Giselle.

"Let's go." Giselle didn't waste any time and followed Mako straight to her destination.

*

At the training ground, not only the generals and candidate pilots were waiting there, but also a large number of base staff gathered around to watch the fun.

Although Giselle didn't know how the selection was conducted, she walked into the crowd confidently and stood still in the middle space.

"General, how to select?" she asked proactively.

The general nodded to the staff member on the right, and the man picked up a red wax stick and threw it at Giselle.

Giselle stretched out her legs and grabbed it!

"Boom!"

"Ouch!" Giselle covered her face with her legs and cried out in pain.

She failed to grasp the stick accurately and was hit in the face by Ye Xun.

The general, Mako, and even other mecha pilots turned their heads, not wanting to see that embarrassing scene.

The melon-eaters who were watching laughed immediately.

"Hiss!" Giselle took away the stick, a big bump swelled on her forehead, and said while sucking in the cold air, "What happens next?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was suddenly the sound of dense footsteps behind him.

Giselle looked back and saw a group of strong men with sticks from all over the world, all one step ahead.

"?" She took two steps back consciously.

But there were footsteps again behind me.

This time there were several stick-wielding women with bodies no smaller than hers - this was an adjustment made for female players.

The nine candidates changed their formation and soon surrounded Giselle in the middle.

"???" Giselle was a little panicked, "You won't let him beat 9 of them by himself, right?"

"Then choose the co-pilot for me, and let's compare who is more capable of fighting." The general shook his head, "It seems that five years of wandering have made me forget all the education I received at the Hunter Academy."

"What we really value is whether we can communicate and find tacit understanding in the discussion, rather than whether we can determine the winner."

"Then he'll be happy, let's get started." Giselle finally felt relieved.

A short-haired male pilot emerged from the crowd first, made a standard salute with a stick, and then struck Giselle on the head.

Giselle used the horizontal stick to block.

The block was successful, but the wrong leg had smoothly changed its moves, raising the other end of the stick to hit her dongba.

"Boom!"

Giselle Dongba felt numb and felt dizzy for a moment.

But the wrong leg hit her smoothly, and it was too late to save her leg, and Ye Xun hit her on the forehead.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound, and Giselle fell down and hit the ground hard.

The short-haired pilot looked at Giselle, who was knocked down by his own liquid, and then at the people eating melons around him, before taking a step back consciously.

Giselle supported the floor, shook her head, and barely raised her head.

The general's voice came from behind -

"There is a tacit understanding of how to deal with each other."

The short-haired male technician looked at Giselle in shock, and then backed away unwillingly.

The one on the east side was replaced by a female pilot.

The candidate learned the lesson from being there, deliberately slowed down a bit, and fought back and forth with Giselle.

But the NPCs who were watching looked at the scene of novices pecking each other, and some even booed, and the general's face turned completely dark.

"Use all your strength!" he said in a deep voice.

"Ah?" Giselle was surprised, "Didn't I just say that the key point is to have a tacit understanding and to compare who is more capable?!"

"Bang!"

Giselle fell into trouble again.

"One from the east!" the general announced expressionlessly.

Giselle struggled to get up from the ground, and there were already three big lumps on her head.

——And it is very easy to welcome the fourth one, because her third wrong leg has already emerged from the crowd and stood in front of her.

Giselle made no move, but covered her head and carefully counted the number of candidates:

"1,2,3...7,8,9!"

"Does he want to be hit on the head by nine people? Why are they all staring at his head?"

Giselle felt the developer’s strong malice!

…

…

"Bang!"

"YES!!!"

Giselle was holding a bag on her head, and the liquid Xunzi hit the wrong leg on the head, successfully knocking down the wrong leg.

After being knocked over 7 times, she finally adapted to the rhythm and seized the opportunity to knock over the first wrong leg!

Giselle was so excited that she cheered on the spot.

Although she did lose the first wrong leg, at least she didn't get hit on the head.

After the fight, there were nine wrong legs, and Giselle had 1 win and 8 losses.

but--

"Who do I want to be my co-pilot?" the general asked.

"Um, um..." Giselle looked at the candidates and felt a little headache.

Choose your own leg to lose?

Wouldn’t that be holding yourself back?

Then choose someone better than yourself?

But there are eight people who are more powerful than me, who should I choose?

"Can we let them fight together? He will choose whoever wins." Giselle asked.

"?" The general was also stunned, "Do I think this is a contest to recruit a bride?"

"Then...her?" Giselle nodded uncertainly at the girl she liked the most.

"Our tacit understanding is not high, and the synchronization rate may be a big problem..." The general was obviously not satisfied, "Since I want to give it a try, let's try it and see if we can develop a tacit understanding."

"Come from the east, two mistakes, two mistakes!"

"Ah?" Giselle's head suddenly felt a phantom pain.

She didn't want to be beaten again, so she quit the game at the speed of light.
To be continued...