Skull Elf

He received a genetic score of 28... completely disqualifying him from applying to military college!
He helped deliver a friend's love letter... and fell into a lake becoming infamous for dying for love!
His very first gift... warped him into a brutal training simulation!
However he perserved through all these trials! Our Dear Student Wang Zheng has finally started his lucky(?) university life!
This is the song of a blood boiling and exciting storm! The most ferocious and heated mecha adventure around is finally here!
TL Note: This is a novel about doing the impossible, seeing the invisible. Follow along for a ride across the universe!
TL;DR: Not Shakespeare, not complex, but fun and easy to read. Come support! 
As the translator, I've enjoyed translating this novel and I hope to bring the essence of what the author has tried to portray into the chapters you will read.
To sum it up in 3 words: Mechs! Explosions! Science!
To be perfectly honest, this novel is about your typically overpowered protagonist who does get looked down from time to time but always overcomes the odds with his own special power. He's abit more mature having grown up on his own and just a littttttttle bit dense.
Although it always ends up with him winning, it always happens in an interesting (subjective) and fun way that makes me enjoy reading this.
The novel has elements of lighthearted comedy from time to time and I do chuckle at how direct the humor is.
It's not as smart as say WMW nor does it weave an intricate story much like Ergen's novels. More importantly, its fun and it doesn't try to hide it.


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Tempest of the Stellar War

Ka Tuo said. He had not expected such complicated tactics from the get-go. It seemed like each member privately had a burning desire to prove themselves. Nobody would go down willingly.

But the other military school students were not as happy.

"D*mn, I thought the Elite Academy was all full of monsters, but they're not even on our level. Isn't this just a 1v1?"

"If I'd known, I would have gone to watch the CT exhibition battle. At least that has some entertainment value."

"I hope they don't make us watch this all day. Just clashing of metal and flesh. What damned use is that?"

But the clashing fighters did not care about these. Both Pampas and Lear understood the other's intentions. A quick measure of standard. Why not?

This was also a convention in team battles. A hard clash between various positions was a formal courtesy, and also a test. Only, Pampas had not thought that a punk from Earth would have such confidence.

Being Wretched is Also a Form of Temperament