Inside the Mecha's cockpit, Lin Jingjing was flustered for the first time. She sat helplessly on the chair, staring at the training room ceiling.
For a moment, she began to question her very existence. 'Am I really this bad? I even made the Mecha fall over!'
Jiang Lusheng pressed a hand to his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
'She's eager to learn, but having zero practical foundation is a real pain.'
Lin Jingjing frantically mashed the buttons on the control console, trying to get it to stand up. She didn't know what she pressed, but the entire Mecha started spazzing out.
The Mecha's arms flailed wildly in the air, its legs thrashing about.
It was like a child throwing a tantrum on the floor because their mom wouldn't buy them a favorite toy.
The others couldn't help but laugh at the sight. "Sister Lin, what are you doing?" Feng He shouted from a distance, cupping his hands around his mouth.
The pink Mecha thrashed on the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
