Villain Rescue System

After Wen Long entered school, the news that the Mecha Academy released another S-level mental force quickly spread throughout the Imperial Academy.

What's more, her identity is the very special Princess Achill.

Students at the school have different attitudes towards this.

Some people are simply envious and admired, but there are also voices of doubt.

"Because she is a princess, there is too much room for manipulation behind her", this is a common questioning statement.

It's nothing more than suspicion that Wen Long got these reputations through the back door.

But after Wen Long had been in school for a long time, these rumors became self-defeating.

Because all the students of the Mecha Academy who attended the class with her knew exactly what kind of genius had emerged in their major.

At the very least, no one could beat Wen Long in the mech actual combat class.

No one has even caused any substantial damage to Wen Long's mecha so far. Her ability to control the mecha is not as accurate as that of a human being.

It would be more appropriate to describe her as a machine.

At first, some people tried to win in single combat, but found that, not to mention fighting skills, they were far inferior to Wen Long in terms of physical fitness.

"Damn it, this is too bullying!" The tall boy complained to his companion after being knocked down to the ground.

"S-level mental strength brings too much bonus to physical fitness. We only have two A-levels here, and the rest are B-levels. How can we beat them?"

The companion defended in a low voice: "No way... I don't think it's all due to the addition of mental strength. And you can see his fighting skills, he must have been practiced."

More than practiced? Sometimes he even felt that those generals in the academy might not necessarily have such skills...

"Wen Long, the teacher at the research institute has something to ask for you."

Hearing this, Wen Long, who was taking off the protective armor, raised his head, "I'll go right away."

The movements of her hands quickened a little.

It was almost a school year at Imperial College, and it had been a year since she submitted her application to the institute.

Just a few days ago, she went to take the admission test given by the institute, and the process went very smoothly.

This means that she may not need to wait another two years, and she may be able to enter the graduate school in the first year!

Putting down her armor, she followed the notified person out of the fighting classroom.

As soon as Wen Long left, a few girls who were resting together started chatting and discussing.

One of the delicate girls with mental strength of B+ rolled her eyes and said angrily, "She can really perform."

"Hush, that's Archer's princess! Keep your voice down..."

The girl who interrupted her then muttered: "Besides, she also has high-profile capital."

If he also had S-level mental power, his tail would have been raised to the sky long ago.

"What kind of capital, isn't it just that you have a good father—"

The girl with mental strength B+ stopped talking abruptly.

Because suddenly there was a person standing in front of her, looking at her coldly, the touch of blue at the end of her hair made her look extraordinarily indifferent.

The girl obviously knew Lan Xi.

Because she is one of the only two A-level spiritual power users in the class, and she is also the one who can fight with Wen Long for the longest time.

Ever since they became aware of Wen Long's strength, very few people were willing to be tortured by Wen Long.

Only Lan Xi volunteered to become Wen Long's partner and rival.

The girl pursed her lips and said nothing more.

In her opinion, Lan Xi is also a strange creature with a mental problem.

Lan Xi glanced at her, then turned her head and took off her armor in her place.

That person named Wen Long...is he already qualified to enter the research institute?

In the corner where no one was looking, Lan Xi's expression was somewhat frustrated and bewildered.

The teacher once praised her, saying that with only A-level mental strength, it is already very good to be able to fight Wen Long to such a degree.

However, only Lan Xi knew it.

She is not an A-level mental power at all, but an S-level like Wen Long!

After being brought back to Achill Star by Huo Yuxing, she learned a lot from him.

Before coming to Imperial College, she naively thought that she was already strong enough...

But now, with the same S-level mental strength, she was being crushed and beaten.

Over the past year, I have obviously been chasing after him desperately, but the gap with Wen Long is still getting bigger and bigger...

Lan Xi clenched her lips unwillingly, but she was more motivated to fight.

One day, I will defeat her!

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conference room.

Seeing Wen Long approaching, several teachers and professors from the research institute who called her stood up immediately, and said respectfully, "Your Highness."

Wen Long was a little embarrassed, "This is a school, just call me Wen Long."

It is always awkward for several elders to salute to her, a person who is less than twenty.

However, no one dared to call her by her first name.

"Your Highness, we have reviewed the application report you submitted for entering the institute, and all the tests have passed."

Wen Long's eyes lit up, "Then I am qualified to enter the research institute?"

"...the test has passed and we have no reason to block it."

"The task of the institute is very heavy. We will apply to the institute. From the next academic year, you don't have to take all the courses."

Wen Long has no objection to this.

After signing the agreement, she got up and left.

Leave a few professors in the conference room.

A younger professor sighed, "It's a pity."

They have inspected Wen Long's various abilities. She also has an academic talent in the mecha, even if compared to Huo Yuxing back then, it is definitely better than nothing!

But it would be great if such a talent didn't come from Achill's princess.

The people sitting at the conference table didn't say anything, but they knew each other well.

How could His Royal Highness Achill personally go to the battlefield to fight for Achill?

"His Royal Highness's academic talent is not inferior to that of S-level mental power. Even if he will not enter the Achill army in the future, it is enough to join the research institute to contribute to the research of mechas."

"It's the best situation to be able to keep such a genius in the research institute."

Hearing this, the young professor who spoke first also relaxed a little, "Yes."

As soon as time turned, more than three years had passed.

In the past few years, Wen Long has been able to participate in the high-secret projects of the research institute and become the core part of the empire.

The people who were dissatisfied with her at first could no longer feel any jealousy at all.

She has already gone to a place beyond their reach.

As for the academy, Wen Long hadn't been to any of the classes except mech actual combat and fighting classes in recent years.

Originally, she didn't want to take these two courses.

But Lan Xi was very persistent about it, especially when he looked at Wen Long every time he was in a battle, it seemed that his fighting spirit was burning like flames.

Wen Long was really embarrassed to let her go, and it was only recently that she started asking for leave to skip the actual combat class.

There are only a few months left before the start of the plot, and the time is imminent, and she has to deal with some things first.

In the dormitory, a complete bionic man lay quietly on the ground, surrounded by scattered weapon parts.

He is a bionic man made by Wen Long himself, and his structure is different from those on the market.

"I can't believe it, did you make this yourself? It's so perfect!" Le Rong blowing rainbow fart happily.

Wen Long laughed at this.

She sat on the ground and assembled the finished weapon parts into the limbs of the bionic man one by one.

Beside him, Wen Li was also lying on the ground, the skin on his arms and legs were wide open, revealing the newly installed weapons inside.

All his limbs are equipped with the most advanced weapons, all made by Wen Long himself in the past few years.

Once everything she has done is discovered by the empire, it will be a very serious crime.

Therefore, only Le Rong and Wen Long knew the secret about Wen Li's body.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Looking at her movements, Le Rong couldn't help but wonder.

Wen Long kept moving, and replied, "I want to assemble a new bionic man like Wen Li."

Wen Li's eyes turned to her.

She wants a new android?

new…

She had never had another android in so long.

Wen Li had the urge to turn on all his switches.

But he couldn't do anything except his eyes and ears could move freely.

He was probably unhappy.

But apart from Wen Li himself, none of the other two people present noticed his emotions hidden under the human skin.

Le Rong became anxious, "Your Highness, this is..."

"If someone finds out, it will be another crime against the laws of the empire!"

She didn't understand why His Highness, who was so smart and reasonable, kept breaking the law again and again...

Wen Long just smiled and comforted her: "It's just equipping him with basic weapons. And they are all programs designed by me myself, so they won't hurt people at will."

"That's, that's not okay!"

But Wen Long turned a deaf ear to her advice, and Le Rong could only sit by the side and cry without tears.

Two hours later, Wen Long's assembly was over.

She pressed the power-on button in the bionic man's chest, and the bionic man with the same structure as Wen Li was activated.

He opened his eyes, "The system has started, please enter the command."

Wen Li looked at this bionic person who might replace him.

His structure is very similar to his own.

It was like looking at another him.

Wen Li looked at it for a while, "Your Highness."

"Will you give it a name?"

"Huh?" Wen Long tilted her head.

Wen Li asked again: "Just like my name."

Wen Long was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head.

"Won't."

She frowned.

Why does the villain ask this?

She couldn't figure out why, so she didn't care.

"Le Rong, come here."

"Oh." Le Rong approached her in a daze.

"Hand out."

Le Rong's palm was held by Wen Long, and pressed against the sensor screen of the bionic man's chest.

"Successful entry."

Only then did Wen Long let go of her hand, "He's yours now."

Le Rong's mind suddenly went blank.

"what?"

When she finally realized Wen Long's meaning, her small face instantly turned pale.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about, this is too precious..."

Anyone with a little common sense knows how precious bionics are.

How could she, a little maid, afford this reward?

Wen Long stopped her: "I already have Wen Li, he is the best."

In order to let Le Rong accept it more calmly, she added: "I only want the best."

Le Rong is not the only one the listener is interested in.

Wen Li slowly raised his head.

His data flow was a bit chaotic, shuttling randomly among various components, and even the control center almost went down for a moment.

It's a pity that he never expresses emotions with facial expressions. So no one noticed his abnormality.

"He will always protect you."

Le Rong opened his lips in confusion, "But the empire is not in danger, I don't need protection."

Wen Long didn't answer, but said: "Just accept it with peace of mind."

That's all she can do.

All that's left is to wait.