Sheng Heng entered the cockpit and the first thing he did after starting the mecha was to look at Yan Hao standing in the corner of the training room through the virtual screen of the mecha. With a slight movement of the finger, Yan Hao's face was enlarged on the virtual screen.
Yan Hao was also looking up at the black soul at this time, and the image was enlarged so that the eyes of the two collided through the screen. Unable to restrain himself, Sheng Heng stretched out his hand and touched Yan Hao's eyes.
Yan Hao didn't realize it, his big eyes were full of brilliance, he saw that Sheng Heng went up for a long time and there was no movement, so he couldn't help but lower his head and press the optical computer terminal on his right wrist. Immediately, in the cockpit of the mech, a notification from the communicator sounded.
Sheng Heng switched on the communicator.
"Brother Heng, is there a problem with the mecha?" Yan Hao asked.
"No." Sheng Heng shook his head.
"Then why haven't you started it yet?" Yan Hao asked.
Only then did Sheng Heng come to his senses, he entered the cockpit for a long time, and even looked at his sweetheart: "I'm checking the weapon parameters."
Sheng Heng cleverly found an excuse.
"How is it? Isn't it great?" Yan Hao asked with some pride.
Sheng Heng quickly called up the weapon parameters of the particle cannon. I don’t know if I don’t see it. I was shocked when I saw it. The power of the weapon has become so strong.
"This...Xiao Hao, what level of weapon is this?" Sheng Heng asked in horror.
"My master hasn't made weapons below level eight for more than ten years." Yan Hao said.
"A level eight weapon?" Ever since his hand was injured, Sheng Heng knew that the Black Soul was probably the highest level mecha he could pilot in his life. Even his eldest brother Sheng Zhuo was an eighth-level mech, and he could only come into contact with it by virtue of his military exploits and strength after he entered the army for a long time.
Although Yan Hao only equipped himself with level 8 weapons, Black Soul is still a level 6 mecha, but level 8 weapons have always been available only to level 8 mechas.
"This particle cannon is level eight, but the black soul is only level six?" Sheng Heng asked.
"I designed a converter that can equip low-level mechas with high-level weapons, but the energy consumption is not small. Although the weapons can be used, they are definitely not as powerful as mechas of the same level." Yan Hao said again. He urged, "Try it quickly, I don't know how powerful this particle cannon can be on Black Soul."
Although Yan Hao has roughly calculated it, this is the first time this converter has been used on a mecha, and without the actual data, he is not too sure.
"Okay." At this time, not only Yan Hao, but also Sheng Heng wanted to know the power of this new weapon. He immediately activated the weapon system, aimed at a wall in the training ground that was specially used to test the strength of the weapon, and fired a cannonball after the weapon was fully charged.
There was a loud "boom", and the detector connected to the wall began to flicker continuously, and the number representing the power of the weapon was constantly rising. After about three seconds, the training stopped at a stable value: the weapon damage value was 89785, Weapon rating, super level seven weapons.
Super seven-level weapons, as the name suggests, means that the power has surpassed seven-level weapons but has not reached the strength of eight-level weapons.
Although the original power of this weapon has not been fully displayed, Sheng Heng is already very satisfied. This destructive power is more than five times the original destructive power of the Black Soul.
If the black soul can be equipped with this kind of weapon in the future, if he can drive such a black soul on the battlefield, then he can become a seventh-level mecha fighter. No, if I work harder, with my S-level mental power, I might be able to become an eighth-level mecha fighter.
Can I become an eighth-level mecha fighter?
Outside of the mecha, Yan Hao naturally also saw the evaluation value of the weapon, 89785, which was higher than he had imagined.
"The teacher is so powerful. The power of the eighth-level weapon he made is 50% higher than that of the same level." Yan Hao subtracted the damage value of 89785 from the damage value he calculated initially, and quickly calculated the difference .
When Yan Hao was surprised, the door of the cockpit of the mecha opened at this moment, and Sheng Heng jumped out of the cockpit, and ran to Yan Hao in three steps at a time.
Sheng Heng's chest heaved violently, and his fingers were trembling slightly. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to express that emotion clearly.
But when Sheng Heng tried his best to calm down and wanted to say something, Yan Hao spoke first: "Do you like the gift I gave you?"
"I like it!" How could Sheng Heng not like it, he almost liked it to death. It's not just a gift, it's his dream since childhood. With these two particle cannons, his black soul has the strength towards a seventh-tier mech, and his father has no reason to prohibit him from going to the battlefield.
The teacher said, you should confess your love to the senior when he is the most moved and happy, and this should be the time.
"Brother." Yan Hao confessed to someone for the first time in his two lives, he was a little nervous, his heart was pounding.
Sheng Heng tricked Yan Hao into calling the name "brother". He told Yan Hao at the time that children call brother to act like a baby, and the request made when acting like a baby is the easiest to be accepted. From then on, whenever Yan Hao asked him for something, he would call him that.
When Sheng Heng heard Yan Hao calling his brother, he knew that Yan Hao asked him for help, so he immediately calmed down and looked at Yan Hao. He thought to himself, no matter what Yan Hao said later, he would definitely help.
Yan Hao suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Sheng Heng's hand.
Sheng Heng froze, looked at Yan Hao with both doubts and shock, and at the same time warned himself over and over in his heart, don't think about it, don't think about it.
"This converter is a confession gift I specially prepared for you."
What!
Sheng Heng only felt a bang in his head, as if someone had covered it with a big clock and knocked it hard. The rumble was the echo of Yan Hao's words just now.
I specially prepared a confession gift for you, a confession gift, a gift~~~
"I...Although I have never been in a relationship, I think you should also like me, senior, right?" After finishing speaking, Yan Hao was full She was expecting Sheng Heng's answer.
The answer to Yan Hao was Sheng Heng's suddenly clenched palm, which was so powerful that Yan Hao frowned slightly in pain, but he still didn't withdraw his hand.
Before coming to confess his love, Mr. Pang warned him that he must hold the other party's hand when confessing his love. If you agree, you have to hold the hand even more.
Yan Hao endured the pain but didn't let go of his hand, but his painful expression fell into Sheng Heng's eyes, which made him regain his senses in an instant, and he subconsciously wanted to let go. Yan Hao felt that Sheng Heng was about to pull back his hand, and immediately became anxious, and grabbed it with the other hand, and pulled Sheng Heng's hand back with both hands.
"Brother, do you... want to let go?"
Let go? Never think about it in this life.
Yan Hao was easily pulled over by Sheng Heng's arm. Sheng Heng turned around and pushed him against the wall.
Yan Hao is very familiar with this posture. Wasn't that the couple in the coffee shop's bathroom at that time? Senior Sheng Heng agreed, right?
"You agreed." Yan Hao shouted happily.
How could I not agree.
Sheng Heng bent down, and gave the answer with actions. A kiss that he had thought about for countless days and nights, but was unable to practice, finally came true at this moment.
"Hmm!"
When Sheng Heng's lips pressed up, Yan Hao didn't feel anything, but when Sheng Heng was not satisfied with the tearing film of his lips, he forcefully pried his lips open and sucked the tip of his tongue, Yan Hao thought in horror He wanted to call out, but all his voices were blocked by Sheng Heng, and finally turned into an ambiguous muffled hum.
I don't know how long the world has passed, but just when Yan Hao felt that his tongue was so numb that he couldn't feel it, Sheng Heng finally let him go. At this time, Yan Hao was already dumbfounded, staring at Sheng Heng with wide eyes, as if he hadn't recovered yet.
Sheng Heng looked satisfied, he raised his hand with a chuckle, and gently wiped away the silver thread from the corner of Yan Hao's mouth.
"Hiss~~" Yan Hao cried out in pain.
"It hurts? I'm sorry." Although Sheng Heng's movements were gentle, he was too excited just now, and accidentally bit Yan Hao's lips when kissing.
"No...it's okay, it's just...I'm not ready yet." Yan Hao lowered his head and whispered.
The expression on Sheng Heng's face froze, and the joy in his eyes was replaced by fear. Not ready, what do you mean, Xiaohao wants to go back on his word?
"What do you mean?" Sheng Heng didn't dare to ask the word repentance.
"I'm not ready for that yet." Yan Hao repeated.
"Which one?"
"Just, sex life." After speaking, Yan Hao, who had been a virgin for two lifetimes, blushed immediately.
"!!" How did he get there? Sheng Heng was shocked. Although he had missed Yan Hao for a long time, he had no intention of blaspheming Yan Hao. A kiss like just now was already the highest point of his fantasy.
"According to research, human beings, like animals, will show a slight tendency to violence when their sexual desires accumulate to a certain level, usually in the form of biting and gnawing, and your male hormones have surged just now." Yan Hao whispered .
"Pfft...hahaha..." Sheng Heng couldn't bear it any longer, pulled Yan Hao who was still analyzing seriously into his arms, and laughed heartily, as if he was amused by Yan Hao's words just now, or as if To express the joy after being confessed by the person he had a crush on, Sheng Heng hugged Yan Hao tightly, and smiled unscrupulously for a long time.
"So, my elementary school brother, have you even thought about this kind of thing?"
Sheng Heng swore that he never thought about it when he kissed Yan Hao just now, but now, he has.
"If you accept my confession, we are lovers, and lovers are partners when they get married. Of course, partners have to consider this." As a rigorous mathematical genius, Yan Hao thinks things in the long run than others usually do.
"Partner? Xiao Hao, are you proposing to me?" The smile on Sheng Heng's face grew stronger.
"If we are still together after graduation, I will propose." Yan Hao has also seriously thought about this question.
The smile on Sheng Heng's face narrowed slightly, his expression became solemn, his fingers subconsciously squeezed Yan Hao's tender palm, and promised in a solemn tone: "I'll wait." Yan Hao was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Then I
am Was the confession successful?"
As a rigorous man of science and engineering, Yan Hao needed an affirmative answer.
"I responded to you so enthusiastically, didn't Xiao Hao feel it? Then do it again." Said, Sheng Heng lowered his head and kissed her again.
Yan Hao hummed and was pushed against the wall again.