Ling Lan was starting to get annoyed after spending such a long time out of the body. She knew that she should remain calm but she couldn't.
Suddenly, Ling Lan felt an extremely familiar suction appearing in her mindscape.
'F**k! It's here again!' Ling Lan felt helpless as she just allowed the suction to suck her into the learning space.
Her instructors were always so domineering and unreasonable when they wanted to find her. Ling Lan used to be unhappy about this but now, she had just given up about having any opinions about it.
Ling Lan thought Number One was looking for her but instead, it was Number Three who rarely appeared.
Ever since Ling Lan graduated with perfect mecha piloting foundations, Number Three never looked for her unless he invented new techniques from merging the techniques in this world with the skills from Mandora. 'Did Number Three create a new technique again?'