"Say it, grandpa, say it, I won't laugh at you, say it..." Su Yulan hugged the old man's arm and shook it hard.

"Three days..." A hint of blush appeared on the old man's wrinkled face, and he hesitated to say two words.

"Three days!"

Su Yulan stared at the old man with wide eyes, as if he didn't believe his ears. If others could only hold on for three days, he would believe it, but if it was his grandfather, he wouldn't be able to kill him. His grandfather stayed naked in the extremely cold land for three days and three nights. Even in the entire universe, his grandfather's martial arts could definitely rank among the top 1,000. Although one thousand is an insignificant ranking, in the huge data of the human population of nearly 100 billion, one thousand is already a very powerful master, let alone the era of the technological explosion when ancient martial arts withered...

"It's three days, no doubt, grandpa can't accurately live to a minute, let alone a second, ahem..."

"Hahahaha...three days...haha...three days..."

Looking at the grandfather's cripple expression, the boy burst into laughter and almost rolled on the ground. You know, there was almost no old man when he was cripple in front of his grandson. The old man, who usually had a majestic face, now had an awkward expression. Obviously, the record of three days made him embarrassed.

...

Zou Zichuan didn't know what the old man and Su Yulan were in the No. 7 training room. He rushed to the heavy equipment training area on time. Now, his dumbbells have been raised to a single thirty kilograms.

In a group of muscular men's stunned, Zou Zichuan finished training and arrived at the mecha simulated cockpit on time. At this time, it happened to be 8:30, and he had an hour to modify the mecha, and then entered the virtual mecha fighting room on time at 9:30...

When entering the mecha simulation cockpit, Zou Zichuan found that the entire training area was a bit strangely quiet. There was no one wandering around the huge hall. However, most of the simulated cockpits were people, and Zou Zichuan did not take it seriously. Except for some unavoidable accidents, he generally did not modify his schedule, especially during training.

In fact, Zou Zichuan enjoys his current life very much. When he was in a high position and power, he was surrounded by countless bodyguards every day for the sake of his life safety and his whereabouts. Many times he couldn't help himself.

After entering the simulated cockpit, Zou Zichuan re-release the x33 simulated mecha. He was originally planning to give up modifying x33, but the fighting competition of the Noel Mecha Company forced Zou Zichuan to turn his attention to x33 again. At present, the heavy mecha he is most familiar with is Noel x33.

For Zou Zichuan, after several months of hard work, his understanding of x33 is like an arm and finger, and he is clear about every component and structure.

Soon, Zou Zichuan devoted himself to the renovation work, his hands flying rapidly on the main control board like two phantoms. The holographic images were divided into four pieces, one by one, one by one, data poured down like a waterfall, and the other screen was some drawings, and the largest screen sparked. This was Zou Zichuan processing mecha components.

The biggest advantage of this virtual modification is that as long as there are materials on the world, the biggest disadvantage is that virtual modification experts will develop bad habits of being too arrogant in real life. After all, the components and materials used in virtual mecha modification are the best, and many materials cannot be purchased in real life.

As time goes by, Noel x33 on the holographic image screen begins magical changes little by little, and mecha components flashing with charming metallic luster are added to x33's body little by little...

...

The atmosphere of the coach simulated the cockpit was a bit dull. Everyone looked at the empty virtual arena with nervous expressions, while Singer leaned on the chair with his eyes closed and he was sleeping.

"Sister Fanny, I'm sleepy. Will Empire No. 1 come?" Zhenzhen's slightly sick and pale face felt a strong sense of fatigue. Her head leaned against Fanny's back and kept yawning.

"There are ten minutes left. If you are in poor health, you can sit down." Fanny stood up and gave the driver's seat to Zhenzhen.

"Well..." Zhenzhen did not refuse, and sat on the chair weakly with the help of several girls, breathing so fast that it was worrying.

"Zhenzhen, are you okay?" Fanny realized that something was really wrong.

"It's okay, just take a break." Zhenzhen smiled and said weakly.

"Or, we'll leave the hospital." Fanny touched Zhenzhen's forehead and said with concern.

"No need to worry, old habits, just take a break. Everyone is still waiting to watch the game, don't let it go..." Zhenzhen pinched his own people, and his face improved slightly.

"Then... OK." Fanny hesitated for a moment. After all, she could know whether Empire One would appear immediately.

"It's out!" a girl shouted.

Immediately, everyone's attention turned to the holographic image. Singer, who had been closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, opened his eyes and his sharp eyes fell on the holographic image. Immediately, a hint of disappointment appeared on his face, because the Tyrannosaurus who entered the virtual fighting room and walked onto the ring was Tyrannosaurus.

"Two minutes left, wait!" Fanny's bright eyes were staring at the holographic image.

Two minutes seemed extremely long, the atmosphere in the cockpit was extremely depressing, and only heavy breathing sounds could be heard...

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ps: Brothers, the new store is open, I’ll give you 800 yuan. Hahaha, if you have monthly tickets, you’ll be overwhelmed, and then domineering!
Chapter completed!