I'm dressed as a rabbit and I'm all over the star system

Cen Zhou couldn't believe his ears. This little rabbit had just had a close call with death halfway through his Extreme Awakening, how come half a year later he's already thinking about participating in competitions?

Sheng Jiayu didn't care about Cen Zhou's surprise, but calmly repeated, "Support me to participate in the competition. I want to participate in the selection competition for the joint military exercise."

Since he chose to start training early, he was of course aiming to win the championship.

An athlete who doesn't want to be the first place is not a good athlete, and the same applies to this kind of competition.

Being given expectations, he must do his best.
His goal is to play the game.

He wants to win.

Cen Zhou patted his frightened chest. This rabbit was really scary. He was also good at pretending to be serious and normal, as if he had never seen the world.

But he propped up his head and thought carefully, then signaled the assistant to leave and asked Lu Zhe to close the door. "Find a place to sit. I have to explain this intoxicating spiritual field to you first."

"You go ahead." Sheng Jiayu listened attentively.

The mecha postures of this era are mainly based on mental conduction. The so-called mental conduction is a signal receiver similar to brain waves, which builds a communication bridge between the human body and the mecha, and controls the movement of the mecha through mental conduction.

This operation requires a high level of mental strength - a brain ability gained with the awakening of blood, in order to drive the operation of the mecha.
The operation of the mecha will consume the human body's mental energy, so it is necessary to enter the mental chamber for slow release and repair.

The internal structure of the spirit warehouse is a special magnetic field that allows the brain to rest. They take a rest similar to meditation here to achieve the purpose of restoring their mental strength.

The effect of the relaxant is much lower than that of the mental warehouse. The relaxant is just a mental drug that eliminates fatigue, and it is quite different from the real mental field repair.

Drug metabolism takes time, and its efficiency is simply incomparable to that of a mental warehouse.

Sheng Jiayu roughly understood what he heard. To put it bluntly, he needed to go in to rest his brain because he had overused it. However, he was currently allergic to this kind of magnetic field, so he couldn't go in as he would easily become overly excited.

"The over-excited state forcibly activates the blood talents and abilities that you have not fully developed. This kind of mental power comes with animal abilities. Your muscles are indeed developed to 100%, but the awakening of blood brings far more than just physical changes. Our current technology cannot fully master this ability, and it is only one-third or two-thirds. If you forcibly activate the remaining abilities, your body and brain will be over-consumed."
Cen Zhou pointed to his head and showed him several cases of irreversible brain damage caused by excessive excitement.

"This is a serious matter, I hope you can take it seriously. As for your participation in the competition, I hope you can think it over carefully." Cen Zhou is a doctor, he would never support such behavior of over-exerting himself.

He knew how hard it was to play the game, and he had to use the mental chamber to recover.

To be honest, he does not agree with this charging mode for high-intensity competitions.
However, the league is taken very seriously among all galaxies. As a league with the same significance as a military parade, its development has somewhat deviated from its original track. In order to improve the condition of the contestants, each galaxy has put into use the spirit warehouse, an emergency measure used in previous war years, as a regular measure, which has become a habit.

Even if he felt that there was something wrong, his voice was weak and his protest was futile.
As a doctor, he knew very well that recovery in the spirit chamber was a form of overdrawing the body, otherwise the league would not have set an upper limit on the age of drivers participating in the competition.

By the time you retire at the age of 35, based on the quality foundation acquired through military academy training, the body can still recover from the exertion in the first few years. Any more would really overdraw the body.

All he could do was to do some medical research, hoping that the efficiency of mental conduction could be further improved, and that participating teams could abandon the forced charging mode of the mental chamber.

However, the corresponding means have just entered the research stage, and it is unknown how many years it will take before they are popularized in the military.
Just at this time, a driver suffering from intoxication appeared, which was really untimely.

Cen Zhou sighed, and seeing the little rabbit who was determined not to give in, he still couldn't bear it, "But your intoxicated spirit field is probably caused by incomplete awakening. Your blood awakened very suddenly, and there were some accidents in the middle, and the fusion with the hidden gene is not complete. It will be better when you grow up a little bit. Use the soothing agent first, there is no other way if it doesn't work."

He did not directly answer the question of whether the effect of the soothing agent would be worse than that of the mental chamber, but Sheng Jiayu already had the answer in his mind.

But he asked just to be mentally prepared.

"Thank you, Dr. Cen. We'll be leaving now." Sheng Jiayu bowed slightly, glanced at Lu Zhe and motioned him to leave.

Lu Zhe followed him away, wondering how to comfort him.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Jiayu turned around. The nine o'clock sunlight shone on his profile. The sweat on his forehead had long dried up after all the sweat, leaving only his wet hair that was more obviously curled.

He didn't seem very sad.

This is a very serious matter for a mecha pilot, and Lu Zhe thought he would be devastated.
After all, whether he can still participate in the competition and whether he can pass the pre-match physical examination are all different issues.

The competition committee will not allow contestants who are not in good mental condition to board the mecha.

"Don't look at me like that, senior." Sheng Jiayu saw that Lu Zhe wanted to hide his feelings but couldn't. He was indeed frustrated for a moment, but he quickly calmed down. "Even awakening into a rabbit didn't affect me, so being drunk in the spirit chamber is no big deal, right?"

You know, according to the average value of the national physical examination records, the mental power of small herbivorous animals is ranked last among all known awakened genes, especially Sheng Jiayu who awakened into a rabbit.

The rabbit series is labeled as soft, sensitive, fragile and easily frightened.
It is simply a synonym for not having strong enough mental strength.

But Sheng Jiayu is the most promising talent in the First Military Academy in the past dozen years.

Judging from his several experiences with the mecha now, his mental potential is unimaginable, and it is not easy for him to be interrupted by something like the drunken mental chamber.

Lu Zhe had never seen the day when he awakened into a rabbit, nor was he clear about his mental journey along the way, so he preconceivedly classified him as someone who needed psychological care.

But if he was really that fragile, there would be no Sheng Jiayu standing in front of him.

Lu Zhe shook his head, walked over and rubbed Sheng Jiayu's head, "Okay, let's go back to training."

Having missed a training session, he still has a lot to catch up on.

After returning to the training ground, Song Zhi saw that they didn't say anything, so he resumed training.
Lu Zhe went over and briefly told Song Zhi about the test results, as well as Sheng Jiayu's attitude.

Song Zhi sighed: "Let's do this for now. If you want to recruit him into the team, you should also keep an eye on him and replace him in time if anything goes wrong."

Two substitutes are allowed in the six-person team competition. If it is really too late to recover, just replace them and wait for the soothing agent to take effect.

Although the effect of the soothing agent is a little slower than that of the mental chamber, it is not enough to complete a round of competition.

It just takes some effort to find substitutes who can keep up with them.

"Oh! It's already hard enough to catch someone who can keep up with you guys. He flies faster than you. How can we recruit this guy?" Song Zhi felt that it was a mess when he thought about it.

The two batches of players worth training are indeed better than some other batches, but most of them are just for the level of competing for qualifying spots. Lu Zhe's team is being trained for the championship, which has much higher requirements and is hard to find.

Song Zhi looked back at the training ground. The unlucky kid caught up with the tail of the mecha in front, creating a firework and knocking down the mecha next to it. Suddenly, there were a bunch of mechas falling down on the field like dominoes.

"Ah——" Song Zhi covered his eyes, not daring to continue watching, "This level is too disgusting, it makes me angry. Line up! Look at what you are driving!"

……

The whole morning was spent on mecha training. When Sheng Jiayu climbed out of the mecha cabin, he felt like his limbs no longer belonged to him.

Since he had no classes in the afternoon, he didn't take the tranquilizer.
Other students went to the mental chamber, but he was free and planned to go back to the dormitory to take a shower. Cen Zhou downloaded a program in his brain, saying it was a recommended mental state test system. If he had not recovered to his normal level before going to bed, he should take an oral soothing agent and go to sleep, and he would be fine the next day.

He skipped the step of soaking in the spirit chamber. In order to avoid overdrawing the students' body magnetic field, the power of the spirit chamber in the school was set at a relatively low level, and it took more time to recover. Therefore, he was allowed to finish class half an hour earlier than others.

Fu Mingcheng hadn't finished his training yet and no one came to pick him up, so he had to go back by himself.

"Can't find the way?" Lu Zhe's playful voice sounded behind him.
He was holding his combat uniform jacket in his hand, and it was a little hot around noon.

Sheng Jiayu shook her head. "Not yet. I can still get it back by touching it. Senior, don't you need to go to the spiritual chamber?"

Lu Zhe laughed: "If I have to go to the mental chamber after practicing with you guys for one round at my level, then I don't need to compete for the championship anymore. I can pack up and go home to inherit the family property."

I didn’t expect that there would be such a joke in this era. Sheng Jiayu was amused by him and knew that Lu Zhe was comforting him.

He acts like he doesn't care, but there are always people who care about these things for him.
Just because of my congenital deficiency, I have to work twice as hard as others. Why?

Lu Zhe doesn't need to soak in the mental chamber, so he doesn't need to worry too much about this matter. People who are strong enough don't need to use such means.

Sheng Jiayu felt a little sad because of his straightforward and sincere comfort. Who said that Lu Zhe was a devil standing at the top of the food chain who didn't understand the sufferings of the world? Few words of people can be trusted. You still have to rely on yourself.

I went back to rest for a while at noon, and waited until Fu Mingcheng and the others had finished their training and rested enough before going to have lunch. We just finished lunch and went to the theory class together.

Now he was caught by people, and they all came up to him and asked him how it felt to touch the mecha and whether it was very cool.

Sheng Jiayu thought to himself, "You don't know how much I have suffered." However, he did not tell all those random things to irrelevant people, but only talked about some topics that would interest them.

After listening to it, someone sighed and said, "That's great. I want to drive a mecha too."

The teacher of this class happened to come in and knocked on the door. "What are you thinking about? How many points did you get in the basic test last semester? You still want to drive a mecha. If you fail the course again this semester, you will have to retake it, do you know?"

This class happened to be Basic Code 2, and the teacher was the same one who taught Code 1 last semester. The student who was called by him only scored in the final exam for this course. After being caught, he scolded him severely before the class could resume.

He no longer attends theoretical courses related to mechas, and only needs to memorize the rest of the basics through actual combat. Although most of the mechas today are controlled by intelligent computers, the underlying system is still composed of a series of codes. The basic code is the key to ensuring that they can control the mecha after the intelligent computer loses control.

So this lesson is very important.

Seeing the teacher start the lecture, Sheng Jiayu, for once, did not fall asleep. He sat up straight and listened to the lecture and took notes.

However, Code 2 is much more complicated than Code 1. Many students began to feel sleepy while listening to it and didn’t even realize when the get out of class was over.

Sheng Jiayu wrote down four or five pages of notes.

Maybe it was a habit left over from his previous life, he didn't like using the smart computer to take notes. He still preferred to use traditional methods like paper and pen to record his studies, which he found quite useful.

He still didn't follow the afternoon training and slipped away as soon as the get out of class was over, so his classmates didn't have a chance to catch him and ask him more details.

Song Zhi did not relax his requirements on him just because he was intoxicated by the spirit field. He said, "You have only reached this level of training. It would be embarrassing for me if you still need to stay in the spirit chamber at this intensity!"

That being said, except for Sheng Jiayu, the other students continued to bathe.
The mental strength of the students who have just started driving mechas is still too fragile. They basically reach the limit after only driving for an hour and have to get off the car to rest.

Apart from occasionally coming out to practice with him, Lu Zhe spent most of his time beside him taking notes.
After the first week of school, Lu Zhe even found a student who was very unique in mecha driving and finalized the topic of his graduation thesis.

When this worm-eaten Apple classmate was driving the mecha beyond three kilometers, he began to deviate from the route to the left, and the route became more and more off-course, and he even had to turn around to get back to the designated route.

When asked why, Zhu Chong replied: "I am left-handed. When I speed up, my left hand always exerts force, and when I exert force, it becomes crooked!"

So the title of Lu Zhe's graduation thesis appeared: On the possibility of targeted training for left-handed drivers.

During the break, Sheng Jiayu was outside alone watching him write his thesis proposal. She asked with a frown on her face, "...Are you really not going to be beaten to death by your supervisor because of this poor paper?"

As they got to know each other better, Sheng Jiayu stopped trying to maintain her image in front of him and started to act more and more disrespectful.

"How could that be? This is a proposition that is worthy of research. Even though it only applies to Zhu Chong, it is still a very important argument." Lu Zhe raised his eyebrows and completed the contents of the opening report. Then he put away the intelligent brain, propped up his chin and looked up to ask Sheng Jiayu, "What do you think of his technology?"

Lu Zhe was writing his thesis proposal while sitting on the ground. There was not much place to sit in the training ground, so everyone just sat on the ground to rest.

Mechas fly around on the training ground every day, and no matter how diligently the service robots clean up, the ground is covered with dust, which sticks to a corner of Lu Zhe's training uniform and is particularly conspicuous.

Sheng Jiayu was not used to looking down at people, so she walked over and patted the hem of Lu Zhe's clothes, wiped the ground a little with her hand, and then sat down next to him, leaning on the service robot behind her that was resting and charging.

He thought for a moment before answering Lu Zhe's question: "Me? I can't really tell, but he is much more proficient in the detailed operation of mechas than I am. I still have a year's worth of classes to go, so there's really a big gap."

He picked up a small stone and drew a part of the training route on the ground. "Here, if I'm not mistaken, he should have used the code to change the route, allowing the mecha to change its trajectory in an instant. And here, when he caught up with me, the Alpha sub-cannon turned into a dual-cannon linkage mode. I don't know much about these things yet, I can only dodge."

In order to train students' abilities, the training mechas are not equipped with highly intelligent brains, but are just ordinary system controllers, and many advanced operations can only be performed by entering codes.

Zhu Chong started to touch mechas in his junior year. Unlike Sheng Jiayu, he took a lot of theoretical courses, especially the advanced mecha operation theory that he should have learned in his sophomore year, but he only read the textbook on his own.
Song Zhi told him not to bother attending the class, and also changed the class time to a training class so that he could understand it through actual combat.
However, understanding while practicing is never as thorough as understanding after taking classes and memorizing the exam key points. These theoretical knowledge made Zhu Chong have many more thoughts when practicing.

Sheng Jiayu was only relying on his natural instinct to drive the mecha. He was not aware of the changes in the weapon system and underlying codes of the intelligent brain. Sometimes he even had to use mental conduction to forcibly drive the weapon system to avoid concentrated attacks from multiple people.

It's very rough, but also really stunning.

It's not that no one has ever been able to drive the arsenal through mental conduction, but firstly, there is no one as old as Sheng Jiayu, and secondly, today's mecha technology has not yet developed to the level where it can be driven entirely by mental conduction. To forcibly use mental conduction to activate something that is not in this system requires a very strong mental pressure.

Sheng Jiayu only tried it once or twice, and had to take a soothing agent after she climbed out.
He had thought about not using this method, but he had not yet finished learning the underlying code of the mecha's intelligent computer, and even if he obtained the driver's authority, he would not be able to activate those combined transformations.

Especially since the training mecha's intelligent brain only has basic notifications and functions, and everything is arranged in the most primitive way. It is even more difficult to operate for Sheng Jiayu who has never learned it. Many times, the mental pressure will bypass the intelligent brain's authority and issue orders to the mecha before him. The consequence is that he almost couldn't get out at the end of that round.

After Sheng Jiayu finished this story, she even clicked her tongue twice in disgust, "It was too painful. I hope it never happens again."

After hearing this, Lu Zhe didn't know whether to say that he was miserable or whether he also wanted to experience the sweetness and distress that came with this kind of talent.

However, his mental strength was not low, and he had done several of the things Sheng Jiayu mentioned. Perhaps because he was older and his talents were more developed, he did not think it was that bad.

I heard from Cen Zhou that day that something must have gone wrong when Sheng Jiayu awakened. So just like his intoxicated mental field, mental conduction should be a greater burden on him.

God gave him supreme talent, but also set limits on his talent. This is truly "fair".

(End of this chapter)