Chapter 479 - - Battle.net_2

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As a mechanic, Lin Hong had no qualifications to operate a Mecha. If Duge were in his place before, he might have already gone to the teachers of the Mech Combat Department, asking for a re-measurement of his spiritual power, directly making a startling debut and thereafter controlling the overall situation.

During the life-and-death struggle of Green Star, the emergence of a War God with ultra-high spiritual power would likely result in no inquiries about their origins; they would be sent to the frontline as swiftly as possible to combat the aliens…

This time, the keyword was low-profile. Indeed, Duge could use the same method to enhance his societal influence and move up the rankings.

But it would violate the keyword, and while ranking might improve, attributes would not, and perhaps, not even skills would be awakened.

There would be too many consequences.

It absolutely couldn’t be done that way.

A ranking without attributes and skills meant nothing.

Therefore.

He must increase his influence in this world gradually, in a manner that aligned with the keyword.

Duge searched through Lin Hong’s memories and quickly found the breakthrough point.

The War Net.

The War Net was akin to Green Star’s internet, but unlike Earth’s internet, it too was accessed through brain waves.

On the War Net, everyone could create their own virtual avatar and through it, access resources on the War Net, communicate with others, express their opinions, play games, and so on.

One could say that the War Net was a virtual world independent of reality, an indispensable part of the lives of the people of Green Star.

Before the Alien Civilization Invasion, the War Net had limited modules open to the public, with many like Mecha improvements and training against Mecha reserved for professionals.

After the Alien Civilization Invasion, to find more exceptional talents among the populace, these special modules were made publicly accessible.

However, to prevent idle folks from messing around in professional modules.

Modules such as Mecha training, battlefield simulation, and Mecha R&D required an entrance threshold, with more professional modules having higher barriers.

For example, Mecha design and R&D modules were divided into beginner, elementary, intermediate, advanced, expert, master, and other levels.

Lin Hong, aiming to design Mecha for his goddess, had delved into Mecha knowledge for nearly a year, yet he was still hovering at beginner level, not even close to the intermediate tier. His calls for help were so immature that no one bothered to respond, effectively making him an unnoticed little rookie.

The Mecha training module on the War Net was in fact the pilots’ combat segment. Everything on the War Net was virtual, so the spiritual power needed to control Mecha there was much lower than in reality.

And there was no need to worry about getting injured.

Whenever pilots needed to adapt to new Mechas, or when they developed new techniques, they would practice on the War Net first, and only after mastering them would they carry out actual operations, in order to minimize the possibility of injury.

The practice on the War Net was combat.

Pilots practiced against opponents of the same or a higher level in order to improve their performance and unlock their latent abilities, so the Mecha combat module had higher requirements for levels; it was rare for ace pilots to spar with rookies just entering the field.

Therefore, the Mecha training module had even higher entry requirements for the public.

Lin Hong, too shy to get close to his goddess in reality, had also considered making contact with her through the War Net. He too participated in the Mecha training module assessments, but he couldn’t even pass the entry-level test in this module.

The most he did was to observe Gu Qingyan’s training and battles in the War Net.

Then secretly cheer for her and send blessings.

Mecha combat on the War Net was open to the public, hence the emergence of betting parlors. Lin Hong didn’t care about others but always bet recklessly on Gu Qingyan whenever she was in the arena. True to her reputation as a Mecha genius, Gu Qingyan won more than she lost in the combat arena, turning Lin Hong’s unrequited love into a decent fortune, the only benefit he gained from his infatuation with the goddess.

Poor guy!

Duge shook his head, picked up a helmet from the side, put it on his head, logged into Lin Hong’s account, and entered the War Net.

Blazing trails online, keeping a low profile in reality, that should indeed be considered adhering to the key principle of matching words with actions.

Pan-Universe Entertainment’s replay videos are all played from a first-person perspective. Duge didn’t know by what principle Pan-Universe Entertainment was able to observe them, but given Pan-Universe Entertainment’s level of technology, infiltrating the combat network on the Alien Battlefield probably wasn’t hard.

Otherwise,

If Alien Warriors could just put on a helmet and dive into the combat network to perform, where would the fun be for the audience? If the system couldn’t judge their performance in the combat network, how could it rank them?

Those high-tech matters were outside of Duge’s considerations; all he needed to do was survive on the Alien Battlefield and then taking first place would be enough.

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It had to be said, the technology level of Green Star was extremely advanced, roughly equivalent to Pan-Universe Entertainment’s simulation facilities.

Entering the combat network made Duge feel like a real version of himself had arrived in a virtual space where vision, smell, and touch were all incredibly realistic; the only thing missing was probably the lifelike feel of the simulation facilities.

Going into a simulation facility felt like crossing over; it made you unconsciously forget that this was a fake world.

The background in the combat network was equally exquisite. Through the virtual scenery, one could see many people chatting and laughing on the streets, bustling with trade.

However, a bunch of virtual icons in front of Duge were constantly reminding him that this was just a false world.

Lin Hong’s ID in the combat network was “Lin·Wordless Love·Qing,” depicted as a standard handsome face. In front of him, there were icons for modules like Mech Combat Training, Mech Repair, Mech Research and Development, and others such as Life Modules, Game Modules, and Information Modules.

These modules were probably the ones Lin Hong frequently used.

Looking at the ID name, Duge silently curled his lip and decisively changed his ID to “Kill One Every Ten Steps,” then he reached out and pressed the icon for the Mech Combat Training Module.

Immediately after,

The scenery in front of Duge shifted to display two icons: Visitor Entry and Pilot Login.

With Lin Hong’s memories, Duge was no stranger to the combat network. He pressed the Pilot Login button without hesitation, and then selected the Assessment icon.

Following that, he was teleported into a virtual arena, and in front of him stood a Mecha.

This Mecha was just over five meters tall, an entry-level Mecha named “Sea Swallow,” all white, equipped with a simple machine gun and a broadsword—straightforward and most suitable for beginners to operate.

The entry-level assessment of the Mech Combat Training Module involved controlling this entry-level Mecha to defeat an examiner three times with cold weapons, hot weapons, and all weapons, which would then qualify one as an official pilot on the combat network.

The instructors for the entry-level assessment also used the same Mecha. Typically, these examiners were freshmen from the Mech Combat Department, not official pilots, relying purely on self-taught skills, which made passing their assessments no easy feat.

This was the difference between amateurs and professionals.

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Duge didn’t choose to take the assessment immediately but first suited up in the Mecha to get used to it—after all, memory and actual operation were two different things.

You have to personally experience unfamiliar things to know if they suit you.

After suiting up in the Mecha, Duge’s head, arms, and thighs were all connected with circuits, and various data appeared before his eyes: the distance to the opponent, the current Mecha’s energy, ammunition, defense value, and more.

It was a rather novel feeling.

It was like a dream becoming reality. Following Lin Hong’s memories, Duge controlled the Mecha, trying to walk and jump around. There was a slight discomfort, like walking around in a suit of armor, but that quickly dissipated.

His extraordinarily high spiritual power made Duge feel as though he and the Mecha had merged into one. He tried to draw the broadsword from his back and swung it—there was no lag, it felt like his own hand holding a sword.

Duge even fancied playing with the broadsword, flourishing it artfully, and when he took out the machine gun, he didn’t even need the Mecha’s assistive locking. He simply raised his arm, shot, and scored a perfect ten on a distant target.

At that point,

Duge finally felt at ease and selected the assessment button.

He was going to fight his way up, clear the Mech Combat Training Module at the fastest speed, and make the ID “Kill One Every Ten Steps” the nightmare of every pilot.

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