Gu Ping saw how enthusiastic his classmates were and felt helpless. However, he was also very welcoming of Meng Huai coming to their class, so he said, "Yes, classmate Meng. You can come and attend our class."
Gu Ping thought that the classes in their second class were much simpler than those in the first class, making them more suitable for Meng Huai to attend.
After all, the perception level directly determined the ability to become a mecha pilot. Their A-level perception could only be used to repair A-level and below mechas. Therefore, even if Meng Huai studied, her perception would still make it difficult for her to become a mecha pilot. However, Gu Ping felt that since classmate Meng Huai liked it so much, there was no harm in attending a class.
Meng Huai looked at the students with attitudes completely different from those in the first class and couldn't help but laugh.
"Then thank you all."
Meng Huai followed some people to the second class. Fortunately, the people from the first class hadn't seen her, otherwise, there would have been more sarcastic remarks.
Classmate Meng Huai was very popular in Class 2 of the Mecha Engineering Department. The teacher in the class did not notice the student who came to audit the class and was teaching as usual.
Gu Ping and the others lent Meng Huai a textbook. Meng Huai thanked them and nodded, "After class, I'll treat you to a meal!"
These students became even more enthusiastic. However, Meng Huai was already engrossed in listening to the teacher's lecture with the textbook in her hands.
The teacher today felt that the students below were still listening attentively, but he felt a chill from the unfamiliar female student. Yet, the student looked very focused, which was strange.
Meng Huai listened to the teacher explain the basic knowledge of mechas. Some parts she understood very clearly and even had her own ideas. For example, when the teacher talked about mecha weapons, Meng Huai was already thinking about what weapons she would install on a mecha if she had one.
However, when the teacher explained the various circuits of the weapons, or installation procedures, Meng Huai was completely clueless.
The items they refined before did not involve circuits or energy. As long as the user had spiritual energy, they could use them.
Therefore, Meng Huai had always felt that since she could refine magical artifacts, building a mecha should be no problem. Clearly, she was mistaken.
But would Meng Huai be discouraged by these things? Obviously not. After class, Meng Huai treated the group to a meal as promised. Gu Ping watched his companions order food without hesitation and cautioned them, "Order a little less, just enough."
Gu Ping had not forgotten how Meng Huai looked when she first arrived; her tuition was all on loan, which almost made her give up on school! This classmate Meng had finally managed to earn some money through her abilities (fortune-telling), but the police wouldn't allow it.
So, Gu Ping casually ordered a bottle of nutrient solution and was done. But don't think Gu Ping kept telling his companions to order less. His companions also had their limits. How could they let the young lady treat them and spend so much? They all ordered very inexpensive items.
Meng Huai, however, kept asking them to order more.
After they sat down, Li Wei and Ju Yiqiu also arrived. They met each other after a brief introduction. Ju Yiqiu curiously asked, "Meng Huai, where did you go this afternoon? We didn't see you in the training room."
Meng Huai directly replied, "Ah, I went to the Mecha Engineering Department."
Li Wei heard this and clearly knew that Meng Huai had not given up on her 'dream' of becoming a mecha pilot. However, Ju Yiqiu did not know. She curiously asked, "Ah? What did you go to the Mecha Engineering Department for? Looking for someone?"
Meng Huai told her, "Nothing much, I just wanted to hear what they talk about in their classes."
Ju Yiqiu nodded, looking as if she understood but not quite, and continued to ask, "So, what do they talk about?"
Meng Huai recalled what the teacher had said. Although she remembered everything the teacher said, she still couldn't understand it.
"They talked about installing weapons and parts. I couldn't quite understand it!"
Ju Yiqiu nodded and thought, "I don't understand it very well either."
After the meal, Meng Huai headed straight for the library. She wanted to learn about mecha knowledge, at least to keep up with their classes. So, she needed to grasp the most basic theories first. She decided to teach herself about circuit boards and the like.
Meng Huai had inquired, and these were things they had learned in elementary school. After in-depth study in junior and senior high school, they could fully understand the lectures. Therefore, this content would have to be learned by Meng Huai herself.
So, Meng Huai's original plan to spend the evening in the training room was disrupted. Meng Huai spent the night in the academy's library. The library staff were accustomed to students staying up late to study.
The competition at the Imperial Military Academy was very fierce. What was wrong with studying late? There were many mecha soldiers who trained late into the night, and those "demons" in the research institutes would also forget to eat and sleep when they were researching something.
The library had some books printed on paper, but most of them were digital. So, to find any book in the library, one could sit at a desk, and the table would turn into a display screen for searching.
Meng Huai's reading speed started from one page at a time, and after reading a few pages, she would spend a long time thinking. Later, she could quickly flip through a book and then close her eyes to ponder for a while after finishing it. If anyone noticed Meng Huai at this moment, they would only think that she was sleepy from reading or her eyes were tired. But in fact, in her mind, she was repeatedly reviewing what she had just read, reorganizing and summarizing it according to her own train of thought, and integrating this knowledge.
Overnight, Meng Huai not only learned the content that children in this interstellar era learned from childhood but also studied a lot of mecha-related knowledge. Meng Huai now felt that she would not have any difficulty understanding the lectures if she attended them again.
When Meng Huai walked out of the library, the library staff saw her emerge full of spirit and said, "This child must have fallen asleep in the library."
"Look, this is what a student who stayed up all night looks like. They should have dark circles under their eyes reaching their mouths and a hunched back."
Meng Huai didn't know that the library staff were so talkative. She returned to her dormitory to wash up and then went to class. For her, not sleeping for ten days would be no problem.
Meng Huai glanced at the sprouts from the seeds planted on the windowsill and remembered the half-dead potted plant. She took it out of her spatial dimension.
It was no longer wilted; it was full of vitality. Meng Huai took a picture of it and sent it to Yun Sheng. Yun Sheng was busy and directly ignored it. When he remembered to look at it again, his eyes were about to pop out in shock.