"Huh...huh..."
"The brother in front, slow down, this is my first time piloting a Gundam. I am still unskilled. Wait for me!"
"Ah! Damn it! My Gundam!"
With an exclamation, Su Mo sat up directly on the bed, his forehead was sweating profusely. The sheets under him were also wet.
Touching the sweat on his head, Su Mo leaned on the bed's backrestand picked up the cup of psychic energy water next to him. He slowly took a sip of water, calming his mood.
In his dream, he was a super-soldier piloting a Gundam across the universe and fighting the so-called "gods".
However, as soon as he took over, he had to fight, and no one taught him how to. Before Su Mo familiarized himself, he could only watch as the enemy's attack arrived and ended him.
He picked up the old phone and turned on the standby button. Looking at the time displayed on it, Su Mo rubbed his already puffy eyes in amazement.