Old Deer’s Solo Fighting Dream

At Ares College, Wang Zheng and friends were getting better in their group training. Their equipment might not have been the best, but that made them cherish it even more. They would pay more attention and feel things in greater detail when operating the mechs.

After two hours of training, they were all hot and sweaty. In Zhang Shan's case, using Ability X once a day was pretty good. But this one-time use was important. He had to pay close attention and get it right based on memories and grasp it well. After all, Zhang Shan was no simpleton.

"Well, somehow I feel that I perform better with Wang Zheng around. The ability flows through better,"

Zhang Shan said as he gulped water down.

"I feel so too!"

"Same."

Meng Tian and Zhang Runan chimed in agreement.

Wang Zheng did not know whether to laugh or to cry at this. "Don't look at me that way. I'm not cake."