Chapter 2 Self-disciplined mecha

The old man took his form, glanced casually, and spit out the two pieces of tea leaves in his mouth.

"Xu Jiang, right? Are you sure you need to participate in vocational training?"

"Of course, I just changed my job and don't understand many professional skills." Xu Jiang asked strangely, "Is there any problem?"

"There is no problem, I am the training instructor in the mechanical department."

The old man took a deep breath of grass cigarette, spitting out the smoke rings and said, "Although it's a bit of a blow to you, I advise you to find a factory to go to work. Well, delivery is good."

Deliver takeaway!

I am a mecha master, from turning on a mecha to turning on an electric donkey? I look down on my SSS-level talent too much.

Of course, Xu Jiang also understood the principle that the big tree attracts wind. He also hid the [General's Order] and left only the [Mecha Overload] to show people.

But even so, he has successfully transferred his job. Is it necessary to compete with those ordinary people for jobs?

Seeing Xu Jiang's frowning, the bored old man also started chatting.

A beautiful silver revolver was taken out from his waist and threw a gun flower handsomely. Just when Xu Jiang thought he was showing off, the old man took out a bullet from the wheel and stood in front of Xu Jiang.

"This is an armor-breaking bomb. With just one such shot, I can penetrate the shield of Qigong masters below level 50."

Hearing this, Xu Jiang's eyes lit up.

This is exactly what he needs!

The powerful bullet, coupled with his overloaded burst ability, is definitely...

"One piece is sold for 30,000 yuan. Do you have the money to buy it?"

“…”

What a cruel blow, not to mention 30,000, he couldn't even get 300. He lived entirely by doing odd jobs for three months.

Seeing Xu Jiang being hit hard, the old man decided to come even harder, pointing to the deserted environment around him, and asked, "Do you know, why am I so deserted?"

"Why?"

"Because of a profession with potential, after completing the transfer, you will be poached by various star scouts on the spot. And you don't have much value in training."

Is the mechanical system weak?

Not weak, it's just a very, very expensive money.

Almost all of his combat power comes from equipment, ammunition, power core, parts, shells, etc., and they are all consumables. The upgrades and transformations of weapons and mechas are even more of a bottomless pit.

Not to mention the background of Xu Jiang orphans, even Xiaofu family is difficult to provide a powerful mecha master.

As he said that, the old man also handed over a training list.

"Look at it, the training course for mecha teachers."

[Mecha Master Crash Class: 3 years of mecha structure, 3 years of precision weapons, 3 years of programming and transformation.]

It is obvious that there is no saying that there is nine years of compulsory education in this world. This 9-year training tuition fee totals 1.888888 credit points.

As for the free study class that this old man has only 3 days of training, it is already good to be able to learn how to pull the insurance plug.

Xu Jiang looked at the offer and couldn't help asking: "Is anyone really learning this thing?"

"Of course there is no more. Why do you have money to learn this thing? It's said that it's a crash course, not including fighting skills. After 9 years of studying, it's useless."

This old man is also a real person. Those with talent will be favored by major forces and trained alone.

Those who have no talent can learn even if they spend these millions of credit points.

Could it be that I really want to show off my SSS-level talent? Xu Jiang was a little hesitant.

It is useless to live in this place and stay at home. After all, improving your strength requires a large amount of resources. Only when your grades are outstanding can you get more support.

But outstanding performance depends on the situation.

Success with hard work will be recognized by others; success with extraordinary talent will only attract jealousy.

He doesn't want the big tree to attract wind. He should be careful before he doesn't have the ability to protect himself.

Seeing Xu Jiang's face full of confusion, the old man patted his shoulder and comforted him:

"Okay, I'll start my class tomorrow. If you are interested, come and have a look. Maybe after you have seen it, you won't be confused or despair anymore?"

The old man is really good at comforting people. Xu Jiang walked hard, dragging his mecha box to his home in another world.

...

The 10-square-meter independent small room is a little help from the upper floor to him. As for the credit points needed for life, they can only earn by doing odd jobs.

Looking at the financial situation of the family being alone, Xu Jiang lay on the bed with a little self-deprecating, feeling a little confused in life.

Who knew that as soon as he lay down, the pistol and mecha floated out by themselves.

The desert eagle was suspended in the air, raised its barrel upwards, and stood attentively, asking loudly: "Sir, please give us instructions for the next step of training."

This guy is very energetic and wants to find something to do.

Xu Jiang waved his hand and replied, "You just came here, let's take a break tonight. I'll find a way to get some bullets back tomorrow and we'll train again."

It is very tactful to express that I am very poor and can’t even afford bullets. I only have the 7 rounds I bring, and I’m okay with self-defense, so don’t think about training.

But this guy has no intention of giving up at all.

He pulled the striker away, loaded it and waited for it to be shot, and replied loudly like a soldier saluting him, "Report to General, Xiaosha has never thought about rest since he joined the army."

What a good employee of the year, and his spirit is commendable.

But the problem is, I really don’t have bullet practice! How should I practice this?

At this moment, the mecha spoke: "Xiaosha, the general's logistics supplies are still being allocated, so I won't be able to conduct actual training for the time being."

The beautiful sound like a wind chime reveals calmness and calmness, like a heroic female general, and in just one sentence, it suppressed the excited blood of the pistol.

Da~da~da~da~

The mecha came over, with the black tactical suit and the dark gray alloy shell. It was obviously hollow clothes, but it was walking as natural and smooth as a human.

Standing in front of Xu Jiang, his legs were closed together, he raised his right hand and saluted, and said aloud: "General, please allow us to conduct self-tactic training tonight."

Although it is a good thing to generate a spirit of the weapon, your brainless thing suddenly saluted him, and it looks a bit cunning.

"Well, this mecha..."

"Report to General, my model is T-1000 mecha. If you don't specify a new name, you can call me Qianji."

"Qianji, well, it's a good name. I'll call you Qianji in the future. If you want to train, train as long as you don't break the furniture and you can do it freely."

"Yes, thank you for your permission."

I seemed quite happy to hear the voices of Xiaosha and Qianji? I felt like I had cast a favor and was not restricted from performing.

But after all, Xu Jiang knew nothing.

Anyway, the family is so big that I am not afraid of making trouble. Xu Jiang carried his small bucket and prepared to go to the bathhouse to take a shower.

...

After traveling through these 3 months, Xu Jiang has adapted to life here.

My previous identity was definitely useless, but fortunately, no one would delve into his identity as a refugee in this broken world.

Relying on the assistance of the upper floor, in the slum outside the 7th Ring Road, there is an independent room, bathhouse, toilet, etc., which are shared.

Fortunately, the people in this slum are quite easy to talk to. As soon as Xu Jiang went downstairs, he saw a group of people chatting around.

"Xiao Gong is promising! His talent is so good. It seems that you will be able to leave here soon."

"Yes! Xiao Gong should not forget us neighbors at that time!"

"Xiao Gong, you don't seem to have a girlfriend yet. My eldest daughter is really..."

The uncle and aunt surrounded a young man and chattered constantly, making the young man's face turn red and he looked helpless.

Seeing Xu Jiang coming, the young man named Xiao Gong's eyes lit up and he waved happily: "Xu Jiang! You are back! Have you succeeded in changing your job? I have obtained a very good talent."

The young man is called Gong Zhiwei. He is a neighbor of Xu Jiang. He is quite honest and can be regarded as the kind of person who can be talked about.

But you are familiar with it, don’t say hello to me now!

A shout instantly attracted Xu Jiang's attention, and uncles and aunts flocked to him.

"Xu Jiang! Have you successfully changed your job? What career?"

"Xiao Jiang, you don't seem to have a girlfriend yet. My second daughter loves you..."

Xu Jiang couldn't bear it, and was blocked in the corner in one breath and said quickly: "I have successfully changed my job, but my talent is not very good, and I am profession of mecha master."

When poor people play mechas, they are simply overestimating their abilities.

But the neighbors didn't care at all, but started to make suggestions with great excitement.

"Hello, mecha master! I'll learn to drive quickly. I'll go out of the city with Xiao Gong to pick up goods, which is also a promising one."

"Yes, I heard that! You can earn up to 2,000 yuan in one trip."
To be continued...