Admiral, Your Wife Is Gone ABO - Chapter 5

An hour later, the black pillars flanking Luo Le retracted, and the display platform lowered to the floor.

Time’s up. Next, our staff will retrieve the components for assembly and testing. Once the performance tests are complete, we’ll announce the results.

Feng Cheng hurried over. Brother Le, how did it go?

Luo Le frowned, deep in thought. When he returned, he needed to research ways to enhance his Mental Power or upgrade his Mecha’s grade.

Seeing Luo Le’s silence, Feng Cheng didn’t press further.

Brother Le, what’s that… a bandage? What happened? Are you hurt? Sorry, I was so focused on getting in earlier that I didn’t notice. Is it serious? Should we go to the hospital?

Luo Le had been wearing a hat and long sleeves today, which explained why Feng Cheng hadn’t noticed the bandage earlier.

Luo Le glanced at the exposed bandage on his hand and awkwardly replied, It’s nothing. Just an accessory.

Huh?

Feng Cheng had been too flustered earlier to think clearly. With healing pods readily available, bandages were practically obsolete.

He shot Luo Le a meaningful look before quickly averting his gaze.

Brother Le has… this kind of fetish?

If he remembered correctly, bandages had another, more suggestive meaning, didn’t they?

During their conversation, a staff member brought a list to the host.

Apologies for the delay, everyone. The results are now in… After confirmation by our expert judges, tenth place goes to the Sea Cloud Duo, ninth place to the Fenghe Duo… third place to the Emperor Joy Duo… and first place to the Du Zhi Duo. Next, we’ll move on to the practical competition, and the final scores will be calculated using weighted averages from both rounds…

Third place? How is that possible, Brother Le? Did you forget to install the mecha arm axis? I’m going to check.

Feng Cheng, incredulous, was about to rush off when Luo Le stopped him. The practical competition is starting. You should go first.

Feng Cheng glanced at the competitors leaving the stage and reluctantly nodded.

Then you go check what happened, Brother Le, he said before hurrying off.

Luo Le watched Feng Cheng’s figure disappear into the mecha’s beam of light, a flicker of doubt in his heart.

Though his injuries hadn’t fully healed, the chip he’d crafted was still A+ grade, and the other mechanical axes were also A-grade. Even in the Empire, A+ grade chips were rare.

Could there be a reclusive Mecha Master hiding on Fifth Planet?

Luo Le shook his head, his gaze returning to the stage.

The final battle of the Mecha Competition was determined by a lottery system, and they had drawn the first position.

Luo Le watched the battle unfold, confident that he would understand everything simply by observing the combat.

As he watched, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

He had a habit of programming his mechas with a special obstacle avoidance routine. When attacked, the mecha would pause for 0.25 seconds, allowing its Smart Brain to calculate the optimal evasion trajectory and counterattack maneuvers.

This was achieved through a small code he had personally crafted within the chip using his Mental Power.

It was this feature that distinguished his mechas from all others.

Yet, when Feng Cheng’s mecha was attacked, it showed no sign of this behavior.

Frowning, Luo Le walked over to the parameter display booth, where a crowd had already gathered.

As he approached, he overheard their conversation.

Young Master Du, you’re truly remarkable! To create an A+ grade chip—these parameters are simply heaven-defying!

Indeed, Young Master Du is so young and accomplished. He’s destined to make a name for himself in the mecha world!

Du Wei smiled modestly and waved his hand. You flatter me. I still have much to learn. Compared to my grandfather, I’m still far behind.

Luo Le glanced at the display booth and saw the grade of the chip he had made B+.