Chapter 468: A Pilot with no Mech (1/2)
Chapter 468: A Pilot with no Mech
Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ye Chong eventually regained himself, though not really in his prime at the moment. There was a drought happening in his throat, an earthquake in his head. His focus was everywhere that he could only let off a bitter laugh.
How did I get to the field? What had just happened? Oh my Fal galaxy, is this the execution?
He somehow knew something but he could not recall.
”Number 231, Number 231, please proceed to the mech practical test area.”
Number 231, that's me. But...
Ye Chong was confused as he looked at the strange and frightful gazes from the surrounding. He felt respect but it was a different kind of respect, not the one he got when he was with the Sangs, there was... something else?
”Mu, what just happened?” asked Ye Chong.
”Oh nothing,” said Shang briefly. ”You passed the test.”
”Mhm,” muttered Ye Chong as he forsook the question. Passing the test was part of his expectation, if that was the case, nothing should be wrong. Well, if Ye Chong could not pass the test, something must be wrong.
But then...
Ugh! For Fal's sake, my head is pounding again!
”Shang, my head,” said Ye Chong firmly.
”It's typical. You just need a short rest. The pain would fade away a moment later. No aftereffect. Hahaha, Ye, relax~ It's not like you'll be on the wheelchair after this. No permanent damage I promise. Mhm, I indeed had improvised the training course. So, you are fine, just give your body some time...”
It did not sound all fine from Shang's tone. Ye Chong knew this partner notorious of the abominable conduct of his. He began wondering of what reason in Fal he even nodded to this training course in the first place. He missed Mu, at least Mu was constructively helpful, unlike somebody.
Nevertheless, despite the despicable tone, Shang was apparently speaking the truth, as Ye Chong could feel the pain lifting, although his focus was scattered as before, at least the cloud of agony was parting away in his head. He had always been highly confident of his will and tolerance towards pain, but such kind of headache was something too much to be part of the training. It was simply too dangerous,Ye Chong literally lost control of his body the moment he went out of focus.
So, he must never be back to that condition anymore.
And Ye Chong was pretty certain that Shang the genius did not foresee such horrible consequence of his ”impeccable” training, or Shang would never allow Ye Chong to try it at the beginning.
Dragged the steps which felt boulders, Ye Chong could hear his mind giggling pitifully. It was as if his legs were made out of tentacles, he could not feel his thighs.
The bit of warmup did act like a form of basic recovery to his strength, which was relieving. Seriously he would not want to encounter anything at the moment, he would be passive at the situation if something happened.
The mech practical test area and the combat test area were in two different venues. Under the escort of the staff, he made his way to the mech test area. He can hear the passionate clinking of two machines brawling the moment he stepped into the zone.
It felt like not Brahm's day today, he thought he had met a weakling, during which he took the encounter roughly and did not watch his language. Who knows he was then assigned to escort Number 231, the ”weakling” he presumed, to the mech brawling zone. The dried tears over his face... he felt he would need to make a dive to a black hole at the moment, so he could just vanish for good. He was just an ordinary working staff after all and he had just messed with the wrong person.
Please, god, hear me out. Save me from this barbarian!
The way to the next area was torturing to him as he guided Ye Chong. He imagined his every step being the last on the way.