Three days later, at the Dongyang Mountain Weapons Testing Ground.
Soldiers participating in the drill were meticulously inspecting their weapons and equipment, continuing with final adjustments.
In the spectator stands opposite, Feng Weiguo, representing the military, was hosting guests, the most important of whom were journalists from all over the world!
"Click, click!"
Following a series of shutter clicks, a reporter from the American Pengpai News Agency was the first to ask a question.
"To my knowledge, you are just the principal of an ordinary university. Why would such an important event as a military exercise be assigned to you? Is it because you have someone behind you, or is this just a hoax?"
As expected of a Pengpai News Agency reporter, a seemingly simple question harbored so many traps. If Feng Weiguo had not noticed, and had answered her question directly, they could have used it to smear Dragon Country.
Fortunately, Feng Weiguo, as a principal, was battle-hardened and not new to interviews. He could handle this minor situation.
"My dear reporter friend, your information is quite accurate, but please note one thing," Feng Weiguo pointed to the medal on his chest. "I am a soldier first, and a university principal second. As a soldier, I am naturally qualified to host this exercise."
The first trap had been spotted, and the Pengpai News Agency reporter relentlessly pursued, immediately asking, "Mechas are slower than aircraft and have less firepower than tanks. They are only suitable for science fiction novels as toys for children. Why is Dragon Country researching toys?"
"Heh heh," Feng Weiguo sneered. "Submarines, rockets, and satellites were also just fantasies in novels at first. As for whether Dragon Country's mechas are toys or not, the upcoming exercise will tell you the answer!"
The Pengpai News Agency reporter wanted to ask more, but Feng Weiguo, bored, gestured to another reporter who had raised their hand, passing the right to question. The Pengpai News Agency reporter had to shut up, but the question from another country's reporter remained sharp!
...
The exercise had not yet begun, but the reporter questions during the opening ceremony alone had left Feng Weiguo exhausted.
He finally understood why the higher-ups had handed over the hosting of this exercise to him.
It wasn't laziness; it was that the military leaders in charge were capable of fighting, but they lacked the skills to deal with these professionally trained foreign reporters with hidden agendas.
Just as Feng Weiguo was racking his brains to deal with the questions from reporters from various countries, a soldier walked over, saluted him, and shouted loudly.
"Report! Commander, everyone is ready for the drill. Please issue the command!"
"Good, I understand."
Feng Weiguo let out a long sigh of relief. He raised the microphone, about to announce the end of the press conference, when a reporter from Kimchi Country suddenly stood up.
"Wait a moment, I have one last question! It is said that Dragon Country's new-style mecha was proposed by a freshman from your school's dance department. Why isn't he here at this mecha exercise? Is he afraid of being exposed for copying the mecha structure from our country..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was forcefully interrupted by a deafening tiger roar.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and on Dongyang Mountain opposite, they saw a giant white tiger.
One observant reporter exclaimed loudly.
"Look, there seems to be someone on that tiger!"
Everyone peered closely and found that there were indeed two people riding on the tiger's back. One was a young girl in a white dress, ethereal and graceful.
The other was a young man clad in silver armor, as if a deity!
As everyone took out their phones and the cameramen raised their cameras to take pictures, the white tiger, which had been roaring at the sky from the mountaintop, suddenly began to gallop down the mountain.
Within minutes, under everyone's gaze, a white giant tiger, four meters long and one point two meters tall, leaped lightly over the protective iron railings in front of the spectator stands.
"Thump!"
With a muffled sound, the giant tiger landed steadily in front of the Kimchi Country reporter. Its dagger-like sharp fangs were less than a finger's distance from his neck.
The Kimchi Country reporter looked at the dark, gaping maw before him, faintly smelling the foul odor from its mouth. He instantly lost control of his bladder, and his body went limp, collapsing in his own waste.
The surrounding reporters looked on with disdain, covering their noses and retreating.
Jing Mingqiu, holding Mo Ruixue, leaped down from the white giant tiger, landing gracefully in front of Feng Weiguo and greeting him.
"Sorry, Xue'er insisted on going up the mountain to see the scenery, which caused a slight delay. Principal, I'm not late, am I?"
"No," Feng Weiguo smiled and shook his head. "You've arrived just in time. The exercise is about to begin. However, where did you get this white tiger? If I recall correctly, tigers are protected animals in our country."
"Tigers are protected animals, but mechanical tigers are not."
Jing Mingqiu walked to the front of the white giant tiger, lifted a small patch of fur on its neck, revealing a hidden charging port.
"After running for so long, the battery is almost drained. Could you arrange for someone to help charge it? I've already activated follow mode. All you need to do is hold its neck, and it will follow you."
"Oh, right. I modified this engine from an electric bicycle engine. A regular electric vehicle charger will work..."
After the guards took away the white giant tiger, Jing Mingqiu walked up to the Kimchi Country reporter, who was still slumped on the ground, and glanced at him with disdain. "You said my mechas were copied from your country? How did you become such a coward, scared by something from your own country!"
"You, I..."
The Kimchi Country reporter wanted to retort, but his current appearance was too disheveled. He stammered for a while but couldn't utter a complete sentence.
At this moment, the reporter from the American Pengpai News Agency seized the opportunity and quietly approached.
"Young man, you were riding the white tiger just now without a saddle or stirrups. How did you ensure you wouldn't fall off? Or is it that the white tiger mecha itself is an illusion, and you're performing magic for us?"
Jing Mingqiu didn't notice the trap in his words. However, the armor he was wearing was his own invention, not a system-provided solution, so he was happy to show it off to everyone.
"This is very simple. Let me demonstrate for you."
Jing Mingqiu reached out and tapped his waist, pressing two buttons, and then walked straight towards the protective railings in front of the spectator stands.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The protective railings were just ahead, but Jing Mingqiu showed no signs of turning. Just as he was about to collide, Jing Mingqiu suddenly fell backward, and then, his right foot landed squarely on the protective railings.
Under the stunned gaze of everyone else, Jing Mingqiu actually began to walk on the protective railings.
Not standing on top of the railings and walking, but directly ignoring gravity, walking on the railings in a manner perpendicular to the wall, parallel to the ground.
"This! This is unscientific!"
The Pengpai News Agency reporter exclaimed loudly, "I know, you're a magician! You must be performing magic! Dragon Country's mechas are also magic. This is a shocking deception! You are all frauds."