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 "Samantha Darling, you've got everything packed, right? The Academy bus will be here soon to get you." His mother called from the living room. About time too, he couldn't wait to get out of this house and never come back.
 Twelve long years he's waited, studying what he can with virtually zero resources and even less parental support. Yet still, his mother declared last night during his birthday dinner that she wants him to drop out of the academy at age eighteen when the government funding for parents ends to become a beauty queen and support the family, refusing to this day to admit that she has a son.
 While Max waited for the Academy Transport and watched a spider slowly pull a piece of chipped paint from the wall, his mind wandered to his first memories of mighty Ion Cannons and Mecha that didn't match anything in the Kepler Kingdom's Army. Those memories still stuck with him, driving him every day to learn a little more about Mecha piloting.
 Mostly he learned from Dave the hacker who lived a few doors down, but he did do some official research to look good for the government monitors. After making sure he's connected to his home wireless and using a default spec generic device of course.
 His parents rarely noticed if he was missing, so the two have spent a great deal of time together, weeks on end in fact, and Max had used the old veteran's VR set to practice on the black market Mecha simulators every chance he could, preparing for this day when the academy would come to collect him.
 There was only so much he could improve himself without having the system active, but many of the lowest ranked Pilots had Delta Rank System Compatibility, which was basically the same thing. For them only pure talent separated the top from the bottom. The very best could even surpass higher ranked slackers who relied on the system for all their improvements.
 Dave for his part made sure Max was learning everything necessary to become the sort of military officer that enlisted men like him looked up to.
 If you ignored the propensity for illegal online activities that is.
 "Are you all ready sweetie?" Carla Max asks her oldest son, holding her twin daughters on her hips.
 "For dinner or for school? Yes to both mother. I've been studying hard to be the very best student at the academy."
 "That's good news darling. When I was your age, I was still learning to read. You study robotics for fun and have a daily workout routine. Those kids have nothing on you."
 Despite his intense dislike for the woman, Max was too kind to mention that high level system compatibility enhances cognitive abilities, so an F ranked child really doesn't stand a chance against one with high ranked compatibility at the same age. Even without his unique advantages.
 Plus, he's twelve already, even the most dimwitted of F Rank children should have long since learned to read by now. But that's better kept to himself.
 But she was right, he had indeed been studying robotics, far more than his parents knew. From the moment he met Dave, he devoted himself to Mecha repair, design, development and piloting techniques. At least as much as he could Pirate from the civilian net or hack from the online government servers.
 It became clear to him by age two that those government servers were meant to be hacked, there was nothing confidential on them, but an inquiring mind with a thirst for knowledge could find a great deal there. Like the essentials of manual robot control, academy dexterity training and how to build an antique Ion cannon.
 They were powerful weapons, with the advantage of being driven off the machine's power core and not running out of ammunition, but with the downside of a slow rate of fire, since the ionized plasma took a bit of time to charge.
 Many Line Mecha Pilots used them. They are the Kepler Kingdom's entry level Mecha and their newer or lower ranked pilots are often lacking the skills to accurately deploy a faster firing weapon. The propaganda on the net portrayed every Mecha pilot as heroes of the Kepler Kingdom, but Max had a sneaking suspicion that many were there to be nothing more than fodder for the war machine.
 Dave depised war, calling it a waste of lives and resources, but made it clear to Max that the right leader could be the difference between life and death. So he insisted Max should be that leader, both for himself and those under him.
 In the larger but faster Corvette class Mecha the Ion Cannons were rare, but in the true heart of the Imperial Mecha Squadrons, The Crusader and Phalanx Class giant robots, they were a time honored favorite. Outdone in many situations by more specialized weapons, like the Gatling Cannon Max preferred in combat simulations, they could still eliminate enemy Mecha and buildings with great efficiency in the right hands.
 Coming into the kitchen dressed in a black uniform shirt he got from the old veteran two days ago and a clean pair of white pants, Max almost managed to look like the academy cadet he was about to become. All he needed was academy emblems to complete the look.
 Just one last meal with his family and he was free.
 "I'm ready for dinner, where's mother gone?" Max asked, ducking his head through the kitchen doorway and finding everyone but her was already present. No matter how much he despises his parents, it's not worth the beating to disrespect them to their faces, even on his last day here. He's still in a rather small preteen body after all.
 "She said something about losing her little girl and hid in the bedroom to look at photo albums and cry again. Can you pretty please bring her to dinner?" Peter, his father asks.
 "No problem." Max sighs and walks over towards the bedroom door, which hangs slightly crooked and has a large hole in the middle from a previous argument between his parents.
 "Mama, the food is getting cold, did you want to miss your last dinner before I head to the academy?" he called through the closed bedroom door, making his father facepalm at his lack of tact and sensitivity.
 Peter knew Carla had mental issues, and that her treatment of the boy was beyond strange, but he simply couldn't be bothered to wreck a good thing by making a fuss about it. The boy's stipend from the government paid for everything he had and he wasn't about to give it up by alerting child services.
 Peter decided that since Max was leaving, he should start encouraging Carla to make more female friends and talk about things other than her dreams for her daughters, in the hopes that maybe it would help balance his little wife's personality. At least that's what he wished for, not knowing it was a lost cause from the start. She was set on a delusional life of glamor, even if it was by proxy through her children.
 Carla came running through the living room, wiping her red and puffy eyes, swollen belly cradled in her other hand.
 "Slow down, you don't want to trip and risk the babies." Max teased. His mother was pregnant again, another set of twins. Boys this time, and the other twins weren't even two yet. Hopefully now that she had her girls these boys might fare better than him.
 "I'm sorry honey, I don't know what got into me." Carla cried, hugging the son she had never actually cared enough about to even realize he despised her.
 "Don't worry mother, it's only a few months until spring break and I'll be back again" Max says rubbing her back, with no intention of ever actually returning.
 "But you don't get to come home for the winter pageants, they get you all to themselves and I will be here surrounded by boys." Carla pouts, heading to the table as Peter brings out the birthday dinner. Shepherds Pie with Cesar salad, and pumpkin pie for dessert, all Max's favorites.
 "With three little boys to take care of your days will fly by faster than you know it, mom." Max teases.
 "Hey you little rascal I heard that." Peter laughs, glad they're actually getting along for a moment.
 Due to a number of reluctant parents not showing up on time, the Military Academy sends a bus for students the night before their first classes, in time to get them to the school residences before sundown, so they can get settled before lights out.
 Dinner finishes just in time for the bus to arrive, and Peter heads back into the kitchen to do dishes, well out of range of his wife's impending mental breakdown.
 "Greetings Colonel, I wasn't expecting someone so illustrious to come pick up students for school." he heard Max say. That must be Colonel James Black, head of the academy's Mecha repair program, and according to the news, the highest ranking officer on campus.
 "And greetings to the man of the hour." the Colonel says, seeing Max come out in his new almost uniform outfit.
 The only difference in uniforms between genders is the color of the shirts. Gray for girls, black for boys. The uniform itself is white in the summer, black in the winter.
 "Yes Colonel, this is our beloved oldest child." Peter confirms, coming out of the kitchen when his wife doesn't respond, carefully choosing his words to not set Carla off.
 "I just love Mecha, Colonel." Max says standing up as tall as his twelve year old body can manage. "I've been practicing on the publicly available simulators and I'm certain I have what it takes."
 "Well spoken child you've raised." Colonel Black nods politely to the parents, ignoring the ramshackle state of the apartment. "Now if you'll excuse us, we've got to get to the academy."
 Ignoring his nerves, Max rushes out the door to the bus, not wanting the Academy staff to see any more of the disaster he was living in. Or even worse, talk with the woman who calls herself his mother. If they think he will end up like that, they just might wash him out of the advanced program.
 "You are Samantha Max?" The driver asks dubiously and Max shows him his official identification.
 "So you are. Lots of students to pick up today, and you're first. Let's get a move on."
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 Max always wanted a more exciting life, and after being reincarnated into the far future and a Galaxy in constant war, his wish was granted.
 Discovered to have a high compatibility with his new world's Technological System, he was drafted as a child into training to become one of their elite Mecha Pilots, the heroes of the Kingdom who face down even the mightiest of threats from inside giant Mecha, wielding the mightiest of weapons known to mankind.
 All he has to do is prove himself worthy.
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 Wei Kang inherited a pharmaceutical company that was about to go bankrupt. 
 The company spent huge sums of money to research and develop new drugs but failed, peers suppressed the bank to press for loans, both parents died in a car accident, and he suddenly contracted cancer. 
 Fortunately, he awakened a medical black technology system that can extract certain side effects from drugs to make new drugs. 
 The new drug that the company has just failed to develop contains a 0.01% side effect that effectively inhibits cancer cells. 
 So he took the scrapped prescription and started to extract the side effects. 
 Antihypertensive drugs do not lower blood pressure at all, but have the side effect of relieving pain, extract side effects, and become the most effective painkillers. 
 Antipyretics have no effect at all, instead of lowering the body temperature, the metabolism is accelerated, and the side effects are extracted, becoming a popular weight-loss drug. 
 Eye drops are too irritating, and also cause hair follicles to grow thicker and have side effects, making them the most popular hair tonic. 
 Antithrombotic drug research and development failed, the side effect is to enhance human immunity? 
 Extract, extract, extract! ! ! 
 Wei Kang not only completely cured his terminal illness, but also became the greatest god of medicine in human history.
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 After being reborn in a sci-fi ABO world, Xi Wei became the newly born son of the Imperial King. He thought, as the emperor’s son he could live a carefree and imposing life, but unexpectedly the First Prince is actually an omega? What the hell is an Omega?
 There was an alpha who was born on the same day as the First Prince Xi Wei, the two children grew up together. When Xi Wei looked at the blonde child next door, he always felt that the boy was not pleasing to the eye, so as a child Xi Wei bullied him.
 Until many years later …
 Looking at the man standing in front of him who was one head taller than him, Xi Wei was dumbfounded.
 –He tried to get out of the way, but eventually still fell into his childhood sweetheart’s clutches.
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 Get you into the book and be the villain?! 
 He Tiantian said– 
 To be the villain is to be the biggest. 
 Take the path of the villain, leaving the villain nowhere to go! 
 —————— 
 [Starting as a liar] 
 He Tiantian: How can you say it’s a lie? This is our emotional escort! 
 [The whole family is the best] 
 He Tiantian pouted: Who is the best? We are obviously true temperaments! 
 —————— 
 Others use their whole lives to heal their childhood, but He Tiantian said: I have reached the pinnacle of life by being a villain! 
 (Quickly wear, there is no fixed CP, there may be a small world!) 
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 This is a story of how a skilled otaku saves the world.
 Because of his indulgence in playing the game, Luo Di becomes alienated from life. The result was that he became the most well-known Ranger in the game, «Cracked Earth». After crossing over into the world of the game, he found himself returned two years before the game had started, a point in history with subtle yet lasting effects.
 The destroyed country was still intact, and his beloved woman hadn’t yet succumbed to the flames of war brought by the orcs.
 Shadows of the undead still linger along its borders, while the masks worn by aristocrats had yet to be torn off.
 Events have yet to occur, but Luo Di knew he couldn’t just grip his bow tightly and sit. He wouldn’t watch once more as these lands broke before disaster, thus taking the first step along an epic journey of conflict.
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 The world is destroyed, the era is restarted, and the survival qualification called the lord is issued to everyone. 
 Territories, heroes, arms, treasures, resources, all the servers achieved by thousands of continents are open. 
 Qin Muye looked at his own panel like a cannon fodder, with a broken suffix, and he was rather weeping without tears. 
 There is no god-level talent, no hidden hints, and no anti-sky career. 
 “If that’s the case, then there is only one way to live.”
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 In a distant future, the empires of mankind span the galaxy, and glorious Earth has devolved into a peripheral backwater.
 In Shanjing city in the Asian region, Wang Zheng’s dreams of becoming a mech pilot are crushed when his college entrance exam genetic score turns out a pathetic twenty eight, barely above an animal.
 To make things worse, people get the impression he attempted suicide after being rejected by the campus beauty.
 Then the closest thing to a family he has, the old man in the book store across the road, goes missing, leaving him only a mysterious birthday present.
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 This is a story that started when I returned to high school. With the help of the black technology academic system, I went from a scumbag to an academic master, changed my destiny in the college entrance examination, won CMO and IMO gold medals, refused to be recruited by Qingbei, and insisted on taking the college entrance examination. If you can rely on your own talent to make your debut in the college entrance examination, why should you be recommended for special admission? In the end, with a full score of 750+20 in the college entrance examination, you become the target of prestigious schools! 
 From top academics to great scientists, the twin prime conjectures, Zhou's conjecture and Hailstorm conjecture. . . . . He solved the world's problems one by one and solved the millennium problems one by one! It is an honor for him to win the Fields Medal and the Nobel Prize! Car engines, aircraft engines, aircraft carriers, moon landings, nuclear fusion, etc. were born in his hands! 
 . . . . . . 
 "Our journey is across the stars and the sea!" Qin Yuanqing said loudly! 
 . . . . 
 The new book "I Really Don't Want to Be a High School Scholar" has been uploaded, everyone is welcome to go
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 The strangest fate, the most exciting mind games, the cruelest survival battle, the craziest fantasy, the most bizarre truth… The first is here to battle for another ten years! 
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 Chu Feng traveled through the world of Resident Evil, the doomsday broke out, the city fell, and countless zombies besieged the city. Fortunately, Chu Feng activated the gene of Magneto, which can control all metals by manipulating electromagnetic force.
 Alice: Wow! You are the best marksman I have ever seen.
 Chu Feng: My other marksmanship is better.
 King Ada: What secrets are you hiding?
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 Jill: Where the hell are you?
 Chu Feng: Doomsday Magneto.
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 “Xi Linghun wears the body of Xi Ling, who is about 20 years old with the same name and surname, and instantly becomes a rare male worm!!! 
 囧–×You must get married as an adult? Otherwise, the system will marry all the females with the top ten matching rates to him!!! 
 (Noodles tears) In order to maintain integrity, he must catch a bug and get married. 
 Xi Ling Zhuang Mao: Bad reputation, time is running out, no one is willing to marry how to break it? 
 His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince: The martial value is outstanding + the appearance is against the sky, how can no one dare to marry? Wait ten years online! Urgent! 
 Passionate and arrogant × cold belly, black and handsome story ^^ 
 Whenever Aubei couldn’t stand Xi Ling’s hairy hands and feet, Xi Ling showed his furry tail and ears aggrieved. Well, the fourth prince is a plush control. 
 (The main attack, the main attack, the main attack in this article) are emphasized three times! 
 This article is also known as (777 years of high-profile dog abuse) sweet + pet + child + 1 v 1 
 Background Zerg: male, female, sub-female 
 Insect species: grass worms, meat worms
 Content Labels: Strong and Strong Son Mecha
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Xi Ling ┃ Supporting role: Obei ┃ Others: Fess, Xi Feng
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 Yu Heng travels through different apocalyptic worlds and completes various survival tasks. Staying alive is his biggest goal. 
 [Announcement]: 
 1. A small person's apocalyptic survival history. The golden finger is as reasonable as possible, and there is no salvation. 
 2. Everything in the article is fictional and has nothing to do with reality. 
 3. The main plot is a slow-burning long article, with a small part of daily life. 
 4. Romance, romance, romance, with a female lead, but few roles. 
 5. No list-rigging. 
 6. Anti-theft settings are adopted, and normal reading is allowed when the subscription rate is reached.
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 The Tengu eats the sun and the apocalypse comes, and Xu Zhi, a girl suffering from heart disease, is cruelly abandoned by her parents in a dead city. 
 Countless alien species and monsters were born in this dead city. Humanity expended efforts to resist the invasion of alien species, and the city was also blocked and completely became a "no-go zone for the living." 
 No one knew that in this city that could be called a monster's lair, a girl was sitting quietly in a wheelchair playing a game console that suddenly appeared. 
 Whenever she successfully cultivates another powerful family in the game, the black mist that envelopes the entire city will surge, and the alien monsters who bow to the girl one after another in the game and call her "mother" are constantly coming. Emerge from the fog and rule the entire city. 
 When the humans in the outside world were finally ready to explore this city full of death and crisis, little did they know that a thin girl had already become the god of all the monsters in the restricted area! 
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 No cp 
 There are more female supporting characters, and the heroine is more chaotic and neutral.
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