40 Little Red Noob (1/2)

Chapter 40: Little Red Noob

Translator: AbyssrulerEditor: Lucas

Everyone lost interest upon seeing the piles of dirty mecha spare parts. They had originally expected to see shiny mecha; even if they could not be opened, it would have been good to see. But it was this instead.

Where was the professor?

After the crowd waited for quite some time and had moments of impatience, an old man walked in unsteadily.

Upon looking at him, Wang Zheng was shocked … it was Luo Mu!

Luo Mu saw everyone's expressions clearly—impatience, scorn. Only when he saw Wang Zheng in the crowd did Luo Mu reveal a trace of a smile. It was only because of Wang Zheng's persuasion coupled with Ye Zisu's that Luo Mu decided to serve as a visiting professor here. With the addition of this elective course, he wished to pass down his skills.

”I am your teacher, Luo Mu. For the first class today, everyone will just be familiarizing themselves with the mech. We will do a little tidying up, cleaning of spare parts, and then class will be dismissed.”

Having said it, Luo Mu proceed to a room inside the warehouse to watch television in a sagely manner, seemingly at ease.

Everyone looked at each other. This was the teacher?

If they stood before a mech, they would have gone crazy for such an opportunity. However, before them lay a pile of oily things. It was nauseating just to look at, much less the thought of having to clean them.

Ye Zisu and Meng Tian also looked at each other. While Ares College was not in a good place, surely it was not this bad, right?

Ye Zisu had a hunch that this was likely intended by Luo Mu.

While the crowd was still hesitating, Wang Zheng had already picked up tools and began cleaning the spare parts in an experienced fashion.

Luo Mu stuck his head out of the window. ”You can ask me if you have any questions.”

He resumed watching television after speaking. Lin Huiyin's new song was playing. Luo Mu nodded. ”Not too bad this time. The music isn't decadent and has a bit of power to it.”

Even if one wore gloves, it was hard not to get greasy. It was alright for the boys, but even just the smell was difficult for the girls to stand.

Ye Zisu got to work with Wang Zheng with a much practiced hand.

Wang Zheng was very focused. He very quickly realized that these dirty mecha parts were actually …

A model number became visible very quickly. ASL—23556. ”This is Aslan's propeller!”

Wang Zheng had only seen this in pictures. This was simply a work of art!

Without a doubt, in terms of mecha technology, Aslan was at the top in the Milky Way Alliance. Their mecha were celebrated for being far more complex in prowess and difficult in operations, and they were a beautiful inside and out. This was a dream.

Ye Zisu was also surprised for a moment. Could these things be part of Luo Mu's collection?

She knew that Luo Mu liked collecting parts from mecha of various countries, especially those that were unique. The things here should be a part of Luo Mu's private collection!

Inside the room, Luo Mu had his legs crossed. To this old person, these things were priceless treasures to those who were interested, but mere scrap metal to those who had no love for it.

Wang Zheng immediately began cleaning rather systematically. Even then, it took about half an hour to clean a spare part.

A sparkling set of propellers from Aslan's high-end mech, the Tempest Condor, emerged from the debris.

Most people were loafing around. They were going to be mech warriors, not part of the maintenance division. No wonder this was just an elective module.

If one knew this was so meaningless, one would not have elected for it. But Wang Zheng was enjoying the moment.

Actually, this job was not required to be done by students, but Luo Mu did this for a reason. Only when one got into the thick of doing things, making discoveries bit by bit, could they form deep memories and inspire an inner desire to seek further understanding.

This was also a condition for him to accept the invitation, that he could choose his own methodology for teaching.

When the break came, pretty much everyone was gone. Only Wang Zheng, Ye Zisu, Meng Tian, and ten others were left. At this time, Luo Mu hobbled out.

The warehouse had three different types of parts cleaned. Luo Mu nodded. ”This is the result of your work today. Let me introduce the pros and cons of these three things.”

”Wang Zheng, yours is Aslan's Tempest Condor's propeller, also considered Aslan's main production mech. The thrust is definitely top-end, and it's explosion-proof capabilities are also rather good. Other countries can learn from this. But in battle, these propellers have a fatal weakness,”

Luo Mu said. Some things only fighters would know, and others only a senior mechanic would.

Deep in thought, Wang Zheng asked, ”Could it be the brakes?”

Luo Mu's eyes lit up. ”Indeed. In order to maintain its propulsion, the brakes are a bit slow in terms of operation. In battle, this can be capitalized on. Of course, to Aslan's fighters operations, this matter is not seen as a problem.”

Wang Zheng smiled. That was because they had yet to met a true expert.

The students who stayed understood that the course had only just begun. Luo Mu was not trying to teach students how to repair mecha; this indeed was not within the scope of a fighter. He covered parts of simple mechanical problems, the focus being seeing the pros and cons from a mechanic's point of view. From engines, to energy capacities, to weapons and the like, this was knowledge from a completely different angle.

Luo Mu had never been on the battlefield, but he was a theorist with a unique perspective.

The ten or so dirty students were completely enthralled and almost had no time to ask questions. Other lessons only discussed the external parts of the mech, but this course imparted the essence and analysis of the mech.