The result of the fit between the beast mecha and the mecha warrior will be reflected by the light on the forehead. If a red light appears, it means that the fit between the mecha and the warrior is less than 30%, which is a very low fit, and it is basically a failed item.

If the green light is displayed, it means that the fit is between 30% and 50%. This is the fit between most mechas and warriors. Such fit can only be considered ordinary and barely available.

If the blue light is displayed, it means that the mecha fits between 50% and 70% of the warriors. This is already a very high fit and is a very excellent mecha that suits you.

If the yellow light is displayed, it means that the mecha and the warrior are between 70% and 90%. This fit is already quite high and very rare. It is difficult for ordinary people to reach this level. Only those genetically modified people with very strong physical fitness may have such a high fit.

Of course, it is just this possibility. It does not mean that a genetically modified person will have a high degree of fit when wearing a set of crystal beast mechas. If it is really not suitable, even a genetically modified person will sometimes have a degree of fit below 30%.

If the white light is displayed, it means that the mecha and the warrior are more than 90%, which is a very perfect fit. Such a situation is hard to come by. At least these people in the hall have never seen anyone with such a high fit. The manager has been opening a store here for some years, and Huang Guang has only seen it twice, and Bai Guang is the first time today!

He might have thanked Jiang Ping, otherwise he would probably never see the white light of the mecha in his life.

Of course, Emily had seen this mecha white light on Jiang Ping just now.

But now she saw the white light appearing on Jiang Ping again, she was still involuntarily shocked. If she saw it for the first time, it could be said to be accidental, but if she saw it again, could it be said to be just accidental?

"The mecha fits with the human body, 99.9%!"

Sure enough, an electronic synthesized mechanical sound came out of the mecha's main brain with some amazing and exaggerated mechanical sound.

MyGod! Ninety-nine percent!

All the people in the hall were stunned and stunned.

Emily was even more serious. Her expression at this moment was like seeing a ghost. It was as exciting as it was!

Not only her, but also Miroki's manager and other staff members, they all looked like they were ghosts, 99:9%. Such a fit is unheard of!

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, no one would have believed it if I told it out!

Could it be that something went wrong inside the mecha? Miroki's manager and staff couldn't help but have such an idea.

"Sir, how do you feel? Do you have any discomfort reactions?" the manager asked Jiang Ping with a nervous expression.

Jiang Ping waved his arms a few times, walked and jumped a few times, smiled, and said, "I feel so good, I feel like I can't finish it."

The manager was still uneasy and hesitated: "Sir, why don't you take off this set of mecha first and I'll ask our mecha engineer to carefully test it?"

Jiang Ping asked in confusion: "Why?"

The manager Qiqiaiai said: "It's just a necessary maintenance inspection..."

He didn't believe that any person would have a 99.9% fit if he tried on such a crystal beast mecha. He thought that something was wrong with the mecha, but of course he would not say that there was something wrong with his mecha on the surface and smashed his signature.

Jiang Ping waved his hand and said, "No need to worry, I plan to buy this set of mechas."

Ridiculous vanity! Young man, do you really think that your fit with this mecha is really 99.9%?

The manager secretly complained in his heart. When he saw that the other party was firm in his attitude, he couldn't say anything. He immediately said, "Sir, if you insist, then if something goes wrong with this set of mechas in the future, our store will not be responsible!"

Jiang Ping smiled and said, "I don't blame you, you don't have to be responsible!"

The manager said: "Well, this set of mechas is called Blood Fire. It was made by several of the most famous mecha masters in the city. It is priced at 1.2 million Paradise coins."

The manager showed the unique smile of the profiteer. The price was a little higher, but he was waiting for the other party to bargain.

Jiang Ping was too lazy to bargain with the other party, so he took out the crystal core of the membrane-winged Snake King as big as a fist from his arms, lit it in his hand, and said frankly: "I don't have that many paradise coins. Do you want this crystal core of the membrane-winged Snake King?"

When he saw such a big crystal beast crystal core in Jiang Ping's hand, the manager's expression was shaking and his eyes shone. The other people in the store all showed a look of surprise when they saw it.

They have never seen such a big crystal core before. The crystal beast that can have such a large crystal core must be extremely powerful. How did the opponent get this crystal core? Is the opponent's strength really unfathomable?

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes looked at Jiang Ping and became enormous and awe.

Seeing that the other party was not speaking, Jiang Ping asked: "What, does the manager think this crystal core is not worth the price?"

"No, no." The manager came back from the shock, immediately smiled and said flatteringly: "Sir, this crystal core is so big, it is really rare. I think if I can get it to the auction house for auction, I should be able to get one million paradise coins."

The implication is that there is also a gap of 200,000 Paradise Coins.

Jiang Ping was impatient and said, "No matter how much I can sell, I will only ask you, I will use this crystal core to exchange for your mecha, will you change it?"

The manager originally wanted to ask the other party to add some money to take advantage of it, but when he saw that the other party seemed very tough and he was a little afraid of the other party's strength, he put away his greedy little thoughts and said happily: "Okay, just do it!"

At present, both parties paid the money and delivered the goods in one hand, completing the big business.

The manager smiled and kept sending the three of them out of the store. Before leaving, he greeted enthusiastically: "Sir, if you have any needs in the future, please visit our store. Our store will definitely make you go back with satisfaction!"

After leaving the Miroki store, Jiang Ping noticed that Emily looked at her next to her, and she kept looking at her. She couldn't help but look around her, and there was nothing unusual. She asked, "Emily, why do you look at me with such a gaze, as if I was a monster?"

Emily thought to herself: Just wearing a set of mechas, the fit is incredible 99.9%. This is not a monster, what is it!

The three of them walked around the square for a while, and when they saw it was getting late, they headed to Emily's residence.

Emily's residence is located on the sixth floor of a top floor of an apartment in the city. It is very spacious, with four bedrooms and one living room. She used to live here with her parents. After her parents passed away, she lived alone. Now she lives in Masami Ehirakiwara and the other two, which is not crowded.

After entering the house, Emily cleaned a room and prepared it to be used as the residence of Masami Ehirakiwara.

Seeing her arrangement, Masami Fujiwara's face turned red and she said, "Emily, you should arrange another room for me..."

Seeing this, Emily thought to herself that their relationship was not so close. Thinking of this, she smiled and arranged another room for Masami Fujiwara.

No words all night.

Early the next morning, Jiang Ping got up and found that Masami Fujiwara had already gotten up and was busy in the kitchen. A table of rich and delicious breakfast was ready.

Looking at the hot and fragrant exquisite breakfast on the table in the hall, Jiang Ping couldn't help but move his index finger and saliva flowed out.

At this time, Masami Fujiwara, who was wearing an apron, brought another bowl of broth from the kitchen. When she saw Jiang Ping, who was swallowing her food in the hall, she chuckled and said, "Kang Ping Jun, you are getting up!"

Jiang Ping glanced at her, smiled, and said, "Yami, I didn't expect you to have this skill. These breakfasts are really good, and they make people's appetites when they see them."

Masami Fujiwara smiled and said, "Ninja asks for everything, it's just a little bit of a word. Just Kampei Jun likes it." After a pause, she said, "I still like you calling me Natsuko!"

Ninjas still need to learn how to cook?

Jiang Ping was half-believing and half-doubted and said casually: "Is that right? Uh, then I'll call you Xia Zi."

While talking, he couldn't wait to pick up a piece of snack from the plate on the table, put it in his mouth and chew it. After taking a few bites, he kept saying yes.

"Kang Hei-kun, can't we really go back?" Fujiwara Masami stood aside and asked leisurely.

Jiang Ping's mouth chewing slowly stopped and said thoughtfully: "Xiazi, don't be anxious first, I think there will be a solution."

As he was talking, the scent of the wind beside him, Fujiwara Masami's delicate body slowly snuggled over and leaned into his arms. Her jade arms gently wrapped around him and said quietly: "Kang Pingjun, I am really afraid that we can't go back, so I can only stay here..."

Jiang Ping froze and stretched out his hand. He originally planned to push the other party away, but in the end he turned into a gentle hug and comforted her, "Xia, Xiazi, I said don't worry, I will definitely find a way..."

Masami Fujiwara gently leaned her head against the other person's shoulder and said quietly: "If you really can't go back, it's fine. With Kampei Kwan by his side, Natsuko would be very satisfied..."

The beauty was in her arms, her ears were rubbing against each other, and Jiang Ping was a little confused and said, "Xia, Xiazi, don't think too much, we will go back."

Masami Fujiwara looked up and looked at him resentfully, saying, "Does Kang Hye-kun like Natsuko?"

Seeing the affection hidden in the other party's eyes, Jiang Ping's mind was even more chaotic when he heard such a explicit confession. He thought to himself: She thought it was me that night, what should she do?

"Ahem—"

At this time, a light cough came from the side. It turned out that Emily had also gotten up and walked out of the room. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian. A registered member of the literature recommends this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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