Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 109 - 19 Redemption Section 7 (Update 10, Update 8)

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(Director Gu, here’s the eighth update!)

The next day when Mu Fan woke up from hunger and went downstairs to find the front desk, Su Xiaomi was nowhere to be seen.

But his stomach was so hungry. What to do? It seemed he had to go out to find food by himself.

Ten minutes later, Mu Fan appeared in a fast-food restaurant, holding his Sky Communication device, eating while voice chatting with a fat brother.

"Mu Fan, are things stable over there?" The fat brother in a floral shirt and sunglasses was enjoying a leisurely chat with Mu Fan, sipping a drink while saying, "Area A here is near the seaside. Now your Fat Brother is sunbathing. Want to join? Let’s enjoy our last moments of leisure before the exam."

Mu Fan swallowed the last bite of his meal, then caught his breath and responded in the Sky Communication, "No, I have something to take care of here. I need to prepare for the upcoming exam."

The fat brother shook his head proudly, subtly moving the Sky Communication to reveal behind him, and said, "See this? There are beauties here. Come to Area A and let your Fat Brother show you a good time."

"Not interested."

"Such a pity, well, handle things yourself then. I’ll send your admission ticket. We’re both in Area A. Although we’re not in the same exam center, the exam points are closely located. It starts at 9 AM the day after tomorrow. Don’t forget."

"Got it, don’t worry." Mu Fan glanced down and indeed saw an unread message. He didn’t originally intend to take the normal exam, yet the fat brother was still concerned about him. But thinking it over, Mu Fan could only lie to the fat brother.

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"Mu Fan, age 17, from Loga Star, applying to Blue Capital Star’s Red Leaf Academy, B-level." Looking at the floating image information, Mu Fan smiled.

He had to go to Blue Capital Star, but it wasn’t for this Red Leaf Academy.

With two days remaining, the Army Reserve’s special recruitment was just something that made Mu Fan’s palms sweat with excitement.

Suddenly, his wrist vibrated, and a text appeared on his wristwatch.

"Mu Fan, return to the hotel and enter PO Battle Net."

It was Black’s message. Mu Fan had not worn earphones when he went out, so Black had to notify him this way. It seemed there really was something.

When Mu Fan returned to his room and put on the Light Computer helmet, Black appeared before him.

"What’s up, Black? Is there something?"

"Though the forum really misses me, no, really misses you, stop the paid live stream for now. I called you back, but it’s actually not me. It’s that old fighter who has something to say to you. See you at the usual place." After speaking, Black hurriedly disappeared.

Mu Fan stared bewilderedly at Black’s hurried departure, feeling like Black’s emotions were becoming richer yet also increasingly unreliable.

Little did he know Black was rushing back to the forum for a fierce debate with a bunch of players.

"The host ran away, and still dares to charge." This was a malicious comment from an outsider player.

"Poor dude upstairs, don’t speak, the video is good, we’re willing to pay."

"Support the one above, I’ve learned a lot of techniques!"

"I’ve learned a lot too. I’m planning to bring a girl who can dance aerobics to play."

"Lord Black: Please support me!"

Suddenly the host replied, causing a stir among the players.

"How do we support?" This was a new player who was attracted by the post’s popularity. Upon entering, they found the conversation seemingly more exciting.

"Besides paying for watching videos, you can also tip? With strong support, I can try many poses!" Black’s tone was increasingly sly.

"I love more dirty tricks, hahaha. So what’s the appropriate amount to tip?"

"You can sell your house, car, or wife and tip me. I won’t mind, [shy emoji]." Lord Black now could skillfully add emoticons.

"Too sly!"

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While Black was having a lively argument with many players on one side, Mu Fan had already transported to Base 341 and just finished choosing combat training when he noticed a shadow suddenly standing there.

The mysterious Fighter Instructor!

At this moment, the tattered cloak enveloped the entire body, and the fighter held a rotating metal stick that was barely visible. Seeing that short stick, nightmares of being killed several times suddenly resurfaced in Mu Fan’s mind. Were they planning to prepare him with a few more rounds before the exam?

"Hello, instructor, did you want to see me?" Mu Fan greeted respectfully, always feeling that this instructor had much more knowledge and experience than Black; however, it seemed the instructor couldn’t leave the training camp.

"Mm." With eyes like burning green fire, the fighter nodded slightly.

Then a hoarse voice sounded, "You’re preparing to take … the exam?"

Mu Fan nodded, it seemed Black had already told the fighter.

"Do you know what the exam is about?"

"The Army Reserve Special Recruitment."

"The Galaxy Federation Army Reserve Special Recruitment is a project co-organized by the Federation and the military. The age requirement is no older than twenty years, and the physical standard requires above level 15. This time, 8,169 applicants meet the criteria, and they need to be narrowed down to the final 100. This is the Federation Army’s special recruitment, focusing heavily on physical fitness. Therefore, the exam does not involve other knowledge."

The fighter’s rotating short stick appeared and disappeared, with the wind-driven words becoming somewhat ethereal.

"So, I need to give you a special two-day training before the exam." The fighter raised his head, the eerie green glow stared directly at Mu Fan, somewhat piercing.

"What kind of special training?" Mu Fan didn’t understand what aspect the fighter meant.

"Weapon special training! Now that the Dark Breath has mostly fused with you, it’s time to pass on some Martial Arts Skill." The fighter opened his mouth slowly.

With a gesture from his left hand, a short stick of similar shape but slightly thinner appeared, tossed casually, and Mu Fan caught it; it felt so heavy!

Mu Fan held the stick horizontally across his chest, waiting patiently.

"Why not use a stick in battlefields? Because the stick is a fighting weapon, not a killing tool. Similarly, to kill a person with a knife requires just a gentle slice, whereas with a stick it takes ten times more force to be lethal," said in a voice with an odd charm, deep yet straightforward.

"So, your weapon can only be a stick."

"My standard is, when you can achieve the same effect with the same force, this course, you’ll have graduated."

"I consulted the PO Battle Net data, currently the Galaxy Federation’s territory spans sixty-two light years, including hundreds of star systems, with the number of Life Planets in the tens of thousands." The metal short stick danced and spun in the hand.

"The Federation is mainly inhabited by humans, with some unique species reportedly only having minor gene anomalies."

"So, you need to master all the lethal points on the human body."

Mu Fan listened quietly as the fighter’s left hand waved again, and a three-dimensional human anatomical model appeared in space.

With the right hand, the short stick spun alternately to mark a point between Mu Fan’s eyebrows, then a point behind the ears, quickly marking dozens of places on Mu Fan’s body. Mu Fan didn’t move, obediently watching the marks made by the metal short stick.

"Did you remember them all?"

Mu Fan pondered and surprisingly found that he clearly remembered all those marks the fighter pointed out.

"Next, I will teach you a matching Martial Arts Skill, it’s called—Redemption."

The fighter whispered beneath the cloak, eyes filled with worldly wisdom, flickering with some unforgettable scenes.

I will keep moving forward

I will erase the nightmarish past

With burdens on my shoulders

I will be redeemed

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