"Logistics Department?" Yun Sheng also saw the content and asked in confusion.
Nie Hong, who couldn't crowd forward with the others due to his demeanor, pushed his way to the front to see.
"It really is the Logistics Department. Did you misidentify her!"
Nie Hong looked at Di Wen, thinking that this person couldn't be joking.
Di Wen looked at Meng Huai's photo again and said after thinking, "No mistake, it's her."
Nie Hong didn't know if Di Wen was mistaken, but he still needed to find Meng Huai to confirm.
Meng Huai was eating in the cafeteria. Nie Hong managed to find Shang Yiying's contact information through various channels.
"Meng Huai? I don't know where she is. Contact information? I don't have her contact details either."
It was Nie Hong who was contacting Shang Yiying. He looked at the young teacher on the other end of the communication, finding her attitude very improper. It was strange how such a person could be a role model for students.
"You don't have Meng Huai's contact information? Aren't you her homeroom teacher?"
Shang Yiying didn't put the Dean of the Research Institute in her eyes at all. Her thought was: Marshal Meng is behind me!
So Shang Yiying casually retorted, "I am her homeroom teacher, but I don't necessarily have her contact details. If you want to find her, I can send you our class schedule, and you can go to the classroom to find her."
After speaking, Shang Yiying hung up the communication directly. Nie Hong felt a surge of anger with nowhere to vent, being rebuffed by this young teacher. He repeatedly muttered, "Teacher's ethics, teacher's ethics! How can young teachers nowadays lack the most basic things?"
Seeing the Dean's angry demeanor, Yun Sheng quickly stepped forward to console him, "Dean, please calm down. Don't you know about the Logistics Department? They are all people with connections. Other teachers wouldn't be like this."
"Logistics Department, truly a bad influence!"
With a ding, Shang Yiying sent the class schedule. Despite his anger, Nie Hong still had to look at it. After all, he still needed to find this person to ask.
Looking at the scheduled time, Nie Hong thought for a moment and said, "I'll come tomorrow at ten o'clock to find this Meng student. They finish class at ten."
Yun Sheng acknowledged, and the group left the market.
Meng Huai sneezed while eating and muttered to herself, "Is someone thinking of me?"
After finishing their meal, they left the cafeteria, and someone asked, "Where are we going next? Meng student, are you still setting up a stall?"
In the afternoons when she had no classes, Meng Huai would go out to earn some pocket money. Her business of selling spiritual plants had caused a stir in the military academy. Even students who hadn't bought her spiritual plants had heard that a junior was selling flowers.
When people discussed this, someone asked, "What's so strange about selling flowers? Aren't there plenty of flower shops? Even the supermarket at the school entrance has a wide variety of fresh flowers!"
But then someone would explain, "Those flowers in the supermarket, although called fresh flowers, are all imitations. We're talking about real flowers, and they're cheap too."
Hearing Ju Yiqiu's question, Meng Huai replied, "I won't go today. I've paid off my tuition, so I'm not in a hurry to make money. I'll go to the training room to play for a while!"
Although Meng Huai said she wasn't in a hurry to make money, her true thought was: the scholarship is also very generous. And that simulated mecha combat, it seems quite interesting.
Seeing Meng Huai's 'hard work', Ju Yiqiu felt embarrassed to be lazy and went to the training room to practice with her.
Li Wei followed these two students from the Logistics Department to the training room.
However, Meng Huai wasn't diligent or studious; she had simply never experienced this simulation machine. At this moment, she was like a girl who had just discovered games, engrossed in them.
Meng Huai entered the simulation state and chose the environment she wanted to 'play' from the options.
"This one, the ancient battlefield."
Meng Huai piloted the mecha, weaving through star beasts and enemy forces. Just as a star beast was about to rush at her, the enemy mechas and star beasts formed a pincer attack on her.
The B-class mecha piloted by Meng Huai was extremely slow in its movements. She sensed the impending crisis but was limited by the mecha. Meng Huai was directly hit by the enemy mecha's weapon, and the star beast, seeing Meng Huai's mecha under attack, did not cease its assault. It swiped its claw, and this star beast was an alpha-level, an A-class star beast.
The B-class mecha was struck to the ground by a claw, sinking into the earth.
This 'game' ended in just a few minutes, and the simulation machine sent Meng Huai's consciousness out. Meng Huai, opening her eyes, recalled the problem she had just encountered. It was like eating bitter herbs with a mute – she had a grievance but couldn't express it!
What kind of lousy B-class mecha is this!
Meng Huai's words were meant to vent her frustration to herself, but Li Wei, who had not yet entered the simulation, overheard them.
Seeing Meng Huai's expression, Li Wei smiled and said, "What's wrong? It ended in just a few minutes? You've only just started with mechas, so it indeed takes time to establish a connection. The phrase 'unity of man and machine' sounds funny, but it's also the aspiration of every individual soldier."
Meng Huai understood that Li Wei was trying to comfort her, but she felt that her familiarity with the mecha was already sufficient. Therefore, she explained the problem she encountered: "The connection with the mecha is fine, but the mecha isn't as powerful as I imagined."
Meng Huai felt that with a flick of her fingers, she could flip over a mecha. Meng Huai continued, "Not only is this thing slow, but its weaponry is also very ordinary."
Li Wei couldn't help but laugh upon hearing Meng Huai's words. Li Wei thought that a B-class mecha was like an elderly person. If you wanted this old person to run, they wouldn't be able to.
However, Li Wei also felt that it wasn't Meng Huai's fault for only being able to pilot a B-class mecha. He felt his previous laugh was inappropriate, and after adjusting his attitude, he continued to explain to Meng Huai, "You are operating a B-class mecha, so its performance is naturally average. The B-class mecha is limited by B-class perception, so it being clumsy is understandable. After all, greater flexibility requires more perception to operate. Isn't it very dangerous to not have enough perception to operate a mecha?"
Meng Huai nodded upon hearing Li Wei's explanation, finding it very reasonable.
"Yes, you're right."
After giving Li Wei a positive affirmation, Meng Huai entered the mecha again to learn.
Li Wei felt something strange about Meng Huai's affirmative answer but couldn't pinpoint what it was. He wanted to say, don't foolishly try to operate mechas that don't suit your perception, such as A-class ones. But then again, simulation machines are different from actual mechas; if it's not suitable to operate an A-class mecha, the simulation machine wouldn't allow you to try.
Conversely, actual mechas lack this restriction. Many individual soldiers naively try to break through their perceptual limits by operating mechas of higher classes, resulting in perceptual damage and losing the opportunity to pilot mechas forever.