Chapter 6

So Ajax immediately prepared to connect with the mecha for the second time, without even wiping the blood off his face. However, this time he just turned on the control panel and immediately saw a reminder of insufficient energy.

This stunned Ajax instantly. The set of green energy blocks that Kent left for him were all new ones, how could they be used up?

With doubts, he quickly emerged from inside the mecha. When he opened the energy storage slot, Ajax's shock intensified.

The energy tank that was originally full of energy blocks is now empty. It's not that there is insufficient energy; it was completely out of juice...

"No...no...nonono...Fuck...how could it be..." Ajax screamed as he squatted on the ground and gripped his hair.

One must know that those are twelve green energy blocks, which can allow a magnetic energy car to travel thousands of kilometers continuously and let a Knight-Class mech with full performance continue fighting for twelve hours. There is no reason for it to be consumed so quickly...

Unable to figure out what went wrong, Ajax gritted his teeth and left the one-person workshop to go to the warehouse, where he found a new set of green energy blocks and stuffed them into the energy storage tank again.

This was considered the property of the factory, and he shouldn't use it without informing Kent. But now Ajax was in a hurry, so he could only tell Kent tomorrow.

After the preparations were completed, Ajax took a deep breath, re-entered the mech to complete the connection, and read the self-inspection report immediately.

Class: Prison

Type: Hurricane

Durability: 78%

Energy value: 72%

Accessories: None

Weapons: None

Chassis Capabilities: Inactive

When Ajax saw the level and type of the mech, he took a breath, immediately disconnected the neuron connection, and completely shut down the mech.

The moment he got out of the mech, Ajax's hands still trembled uncontrollably. "Prison Suppression level... it's actually Prison Suppression level..."

Although he is not a pilot yet, he is very familiar with the classification of mechs.

The most common one is the Knight-Class, and the higher ones are Parallax, Rakshasa, prison suppression, curse destruction, underworld, doomsday, final thoughts, dawn, and origin.

...

*TN: I will change them to the following and put up an auxiliary chapter stating all of them*

Rakshasa-Class (keep)

prison suppression > Warlock

curse destruction > Valkyrie

Underworld > Sentinel

Doomsday > Void Sentinel

final thoughts > Viper

Dawn > Ghost

Origin > Reaper

...

Although the Warlock mech is only ranked in the lower middle, to Ajax's knowledge it was still a relatively strong mech.

Because the mechs above the Warlock are the products of high-level planets, low-level planets like Blue Moon have no manufacturing technology at all.

*TN: Blue Moon bothers me. It shall now be called Bedrichi.*

This planet Bedrichi houses very few mechs that are in the Warlock class.

Calculated according to the market price, the most common Warlock mech is close to three million eddies.

Three million, Ajax wouldn't be able to earn this much money in his whole life, and now something worth that amount was in front of him...

Everything made sense now. Ajax suddenly fell into a coma because his neurons were not strong enough to withstand the terrifying connection power of a Warlock-level mech.

Not to mention it's energy consumption. Green energy blocks, even the higher-level blue energy blocks aren't enough to supply the consumption of Warlock-level mechs. At least purple energy blocks are needed.

As soon as this inference came out, Ajax's forehead began to sweat. Purple energy blocks are not rare, and they can be bought in larger places.

However, the purple energy blocks are super consumables, and one piece costs 3,000 eddies. It takes twelve to fill the energy tank of the Warlock-level mech, which is 36,000 eddies.

36,000 eddies, Ajax had never seen so many eddies at once, yet his mech has to consume at least so much just to refuel...

'I need eddies now, a lot of eddies.' This was Ajax's first thought; otherwise, the mech would not be able to run.

But soon, he slumped on the ground again. In order to repair this mech, he was already exhausted all of his eddies, and now he owes Kent a set of green energy blocks. Adding in the daily expenses, he wouldn't be able to use his mech for at least half a year.

Frustrated, Ajax covered the mech completely with the canvas, finished sorting the tools on the ground, and left the maintenance shop.

The sun had yet to rise and it was still dark outside. It was exactly six o'clock. Before he could go home and change his clothes, he found a faucet on the side of the road, washed his face, and drank a few mouthfuls of tap water. He glanced at his cheap watch and realized he wouldn't be able to go home and change, so he jogged towards the direction of the Apollo Academy.

"Shit, I promised to help Alana today, I can't be late."

Half an hour later, Ajax appeared at the gate of Apollo Academy on time, gasping for air. Alana was already waiting for him.

Today, Alana changed into a pair of black short sleeves and white shorts. Her well-proportioned body and fairly thick thighs were enough to attract the eyes of most normal people.

*TN: I'm sorry, but we ain't going with no jade-like skinny-ass legs. I'M AMERICAN GODDAMNIT, WE LIKE THEM THIGHS THICK BUT NOT FAT*

On the other hand, Ajax still had the same disheveled look as yesterday; His shirt had some grease and oil stains and there was still a smell of sweat mixed with engine oil on his body...

"Sorry, I have been working overtime last night." Ajax apologized with embarrassment written all over his face, as he knew that it was a bit disrespectful and disgusting not to take a bath or change clothes...

"It's okay, my teammates are here; let's go." Alana smiled playfully and took the initiative to pull Ajax's wrist to show that she didn't mind.

Although it was early in the morning, today's Apollo Academy was extremely lively. All the students got up very early, and colorful flags and slogan banners were pasted everywhere.

Originally, Ajax thought he could walk in quietly, but such a thing was impossible as long as he walked with Alana. Especially after what happened yesterday. Someone had posted the video of Ajax being stomped on after someone bumped into him to the academy network. It had been viewed by thousands, with all kinds of comments in the comment section.

Of course, most of them are teasing and ridiculing Ajax, and the comment at the top is "A pussy who only hides behind the skirt of a woman."

Ajax also noticed these malicious gazes and turned his head away subconsciously.

"Don't pay attention to them; they're just a bunch of losers anyway. If you take their uniform away then they're nobody." Alana said suddenly.

Ajax didn't say anything.

He had honed in the virtue of patience ever since he was a child. People like him have to endure when they encounter injustice. After all, survival depends on one's actions, there was no need to cut his life short because of the things people said or did to him.

...

Alana brought Ajax to the arena. The arena area was in the shape of a square and was the size of two football fields. It was divided into four areas, allowing eight groups to fight at the same time. The two sides were filled with the mechs that were about to compete, it was quite the sight.

Alana's team was in the second area, they were surrounded by viewing platforms and there were drones on the ground and mid-air connected to the net which were broadcasting live.

Alana's team members were all girls, and when they saw Ajax, they all greeted him politely, which made Ajax nervous. His interactions had been limited to old men, drunkards, the lady from whom he bought breakfast, and male students who were his customers. It was the first time that he had ever seen so many pretty girls his age line up to greet him.

By now he had figured out how the competition was set up. There were a total of 40 groups competing. Each group consisted of 6 members who would rotate and take turns fighting.

The team leader uses the Parallax-level mecha, and the team members use the Knight-level mecha. Among their assigned mecha class/level, the members were free to choose their model. Every victory would reward the victors 3 points, if it was a tie each team would receive 1 point, and if the team lost they would have one point deducted. After a round, the 8 teams with the most points would Advance to the knockout round.