Chapter 6

For a student immersed in the Sunday holiday atmosphere, the most painful thing is probably when someone always reminds you:

"Tomorrow is Monday, and you have to go to school."

Even if you can still play, you won't enjoy it.

And when this student is a type known as a "slacker," and the person next to you "kindly" reminds you that there's a pop quiz on Monday, the pain index will triple.

"…It's like hell."

Lu Xia collapsed on the table, the Elvish pop quiz had drained his last bit of strength.

Worse still, the Gray Elf teacher seemed to have a grudge against him, always staring at him, making it impossible to cheat.

The long staring contest and the completely incomprehensible test paper turned that over an hour of the pop quiz into a living hell.

But now, Lu Xia suddenly started to secretly chuckle, as if he had thought of something good, which made Lynn, sitting behind him, suspect that this little brother was under too much pressure….

"Hehe, finally, I'm not the last one anymore."

Lu Xia's mind was very clear, but he looked at the "kind" transfer student sitting next to him with ill intent.

It was her who reminded him about the pop quiz from Sunday night…. If he could have reviewed, it would have been understandable, but a completely incomprehensible test couldn't be prepared for, and the repeated malicious reminders were like a pre-execution.

"Suna, how did you do? Sigh, definitely better than me, right?"

In Lu Xia's eyes, this transfer student from Earth, who had only started her first day of classes, probably hadn't adapted to the environment yet.

She had only written for three minutes on the test, probably doing even worse than him, at least he had learned how to write his name in Elvish.

But unfortunately….

"It was so easy. I studied in Eish before, and my Elvish is probably at the level of a professional professor. The Elvish curriculum in this school is very basic, I finished it in five minutes."

The black-haired girl adjusted her glasses slightly, smiling as she responded to Lu Xia, who had already seen through everything.

Suna used the skill "Scholar's Glare," Lu Xia suffered a critical hit, rolling on the ground in pain. The surrounding scholars used the skill "Pitying Glance," the DBUFF "Slacker's Pain" stacked to 10 layers, "Scholar's Glare" upgraded to "Scholar's Contempt," and Lu Xia died, dropping 1 silver and 2 copper….

Cough, all of the above was Lu Xia's hallucination, but from his now beet-red face, if he wasn't still in the classroom, he would have really been rolling on the ground.

Suna, who should be of Chinese descent, had just transferred to the school and was Lu Xia's fellow countryman and old acquaintance. She had been assigned by the teacher to be Lu Xia's new desk partner.

Although their meeting yesterday was a bit awkward and unexpectedly exposed his little secret, meeting an old friend in a foreign land was still very heartwarming…

After paying a confidentiality fee for a lamb skewer, the joy had turned into a sense of calm, and when reminded about the pop quiz the next day, the calm turned into resentment.

And now, when he realized that the former slacker in his eyes had become a scholar, and he was destined to suffer from the "Scholar's Contempt" for a long time, Lu Xia was almost in tears.

He took out his schedule with a weak effort.

"What class do we have in the afternoon? Not another grammar class, right?"

He had had enough of those messy language and history classes, especially those Gray Elf teachers who always called on him to answer impossible questions.

"Introduction to Magic Armor (Basic), it should be an outdoor practical class."

"Magic Armor? Magical armor? Is it like those self-moving ghost armors that hold axes and chase adventurers in dark castles, the common monsters in RPGs? Oh, finally, a bit of the fantasy world's flavor."

"It's not magical armor, it's powered armor. It's the kind that shoots lasers from its eyes, missiles from its chest, and when it can't win, it starts the BGM and shouts 'I form the crotch,' then transforms and combines with a click."

What the heck is "form the crotch"? Don't twist others' good memories so casually, it's clearly the neck! The neck… it seems a bit strange, do robots need necks? It's probably the head, but robots don't necessarily need heads.

At this moment, Suna's random explanation of the powered armor made Lu Xia think of the midnight boat racing party last night and the scene he saw when he came down from the spaceport.

In the port area, many steel giants as tall as space ships were moving containers. At the time, Lu Xia thought they were alien robots from the spaceport and excitedly took photos.

Now, upon reflection, he realized that those large steel blocks were actually products of this planet, and he found the world's style increasingly strange.

"First, there was the alien history pop quiz, then the headless knight roommate who pretended to be dead, and now even Transformers. What happened to the mysterious and magical fantasy world? This isn't magical at all!"

Faced with the Earth bumpkin Lu Xia's doubts, Suna, also born on Earth, played with words and casually teased him.

The local students, however, could only look at Lu Xia as if he were from Mars.

"…You don't know about magic armor? Then why did you come to this school?"

"Why should I know? Can't you attend this school if you don't know about magic armor?"

"…Of course not, our academy, the full set of interstellar knight courses, is specifically for teaching magic armor piloting!"

Solana Interstellar Knight Academy is one of the top interstellar knight training institutions in Solana, and the most important academic subject is the training of professional magic armor users.

When Lu Xia first heard the term "knight academy," he imagined a place full of muscular men running on the playground, sweating and shouting slogans, and various men with weapons fighting… He guessed the front part, but not the back.

There are muscular men, and they are everywhere, but the weapons and equipment seem a bit off.

Knights need armor, and the essential equipment for interstellar knights is powered armor.

"As a prospective interstellar knight, in the first year, we will learn the basic theory of powered armor, driving knowledge, and simple repair techniques…."

In the warehouse, the teacher pointed to the "armors" and explained, while the other students took notes diligently.

Seeing the magic armor again, Lu Xia's eyes twitched.

He really wanted to complain, what should he do, he really wanted to complain.

"Don't trick me, I've read few magic books. This isn't knight armor, it's clearly a Gundam! Forget the combination robots at the spaceport, what about that red one with horns in the corner? Are you saying it's from the Gundam world? What happened to the magical fantasy world? Is it a world where minotaurs with machine guns fight against orc tank drivers?!"

The more Lu Xia got into complaining, the more he didn't know that this world not only had minotaurs as machine gunners, but tank tactics were also an elective course in the second half of the year.

But at this moment, Lu Xia's worldview was once again hit hard. His eyes were blurry, and his mouth was twitching. There were too many points to complain about, but remembering the passive hawk eyes of the elf teachers and their inexplicable multiple provocations, Lu Xia suppressed his urge to complain.

At this moment, in the warehouse… the hangar, several three-meter-tall medium and small magic mechs were parked on the tarmac, and the busy seniors who were still practicing with long swords on the playground yesterday were now wearing craftsmen's leather clothes and goggles, busy maintaining the mechs, becoming technicians.

"…Dragonfly Knight Type 7, Swallow Type 2. Although they are old things left over from the last inter-planar war, their structure is simple, operation is easy, and maintenance is simple, making them very suitable for beginners to learn. At least for the first year, they will be enough for you to learn and use."

"Students who get an S grade and full credits in the basic driving course can apply to practice on campus, but if you break them, you have to pay for repairs. They are old machines, and it's cheaper to buy a new one than to repair them. Last year, a student couldn't afford the repair costs and dropped out. You decide for yourselves."

The teacher was exaggerating a bit, but from the excited and eager expressions of the others, the students were already eager to complete the basic driving course and obtain the driving qualification.

Through the teacher's explanation, Lu Xia also understood that these "armors" and the technological mechs in his impression, although they looked similar, were actually two different things.

The Dragonfly Knight Type 7, with a full-body silver armor, was about three meters tall, just a bit taller than a fully armed muscular man.

Opening the abdomen, a small cockpit appeared, and in the middle, a floating silver crystal ball was filled with dazzling magic power.

"Everyone knows that the standardization of magic knight armor began in the early stages of the Greenwood War 300 years ago. At that time, a large number of mages died from the long-range attacks of inter-planar invaders. To protect the fragile bodies of the mages, battle mages equipped this kind of mech, which proved to be very effective. The initial prototype was the Green Knight Type magic armor of the Northern Queen Glina Lan, who thus became the founder of modern magic armor…."

Glina? Green? It sounds familiar. Right, the very young Auntie Glina… Sister who came to my house last time… the one who refused to come out of the robot, was also called Glina.

A historical figure from 500-600 years ago, it must be a coincidence. Naming children after historical heroes is common in this world. Putting aside unnecessary unease, Lu Xia thoroughly understood through the teacher's explanation why these "mechs" were called armor.

"Perhaps there is a common theoretical foundation, but the technological mechs and the magic-powered armors of the magic civilization are completely different in design theory and purpose, except for their similar appearance, they cannot be compared."

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