The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 319 Shocking Change (Part 1)

“He has already discovered it…” Zong Ting, who had been focused on controlling the mecha, suddenly said, his face slightly solemn, his gaze sharp and cold as he looked into the arena.

Richard, who was behind him, also heard it, but he wasn't surprised at all. He couldn't help but sigh and say, "You imitated it very well. It shouldn't be a problem to hide an enemy who has never really fought me. However, his strength is far above mine, so he probably saw through it a long time ago."

Even though he wasn't currently in the control seat, he had been in the cockpit the whole time and had a clear view of the battle between the two sides. Richard asked himself honestly, if he were in the control seat... not to mention that they could have fought to this extent, he didn't even know if he could have survived the beginning.

Moreover, the other party must have known about him and studied his information from some of the open competitions before inviting him. With the other party's much superior strength, they may have already studied him thoroughly. How could they not see that there is someone else controlling this mecha? They probably figured it out a long time ago.

I just wonder where his news has gone?
It's hard to believe the other party already suspected military involvement. He couldn't possibly be unaware of the consequences if the military tracked him down... It couldn't be a case of 'knowing there are tigers in the mountains, yet still venturing into them,' could it? Impossible, that's utterly absurd.

But if you say he knew nothing, how do you explain his provocation during the fight? The many spectators in the arena might not know, but they clearly saw that the guy directly sent out a signal to provoke him.

Seeing this, Zong Ting simply stopped bothering with the pretense and directly took off his disguise to fight on the ground with real weapons.

Richard had to admit... the new generation surpasses the old, and he was the one left behind. This Lieutenant Colonel Zong had already shown considerable skill, but it seemed the other man had been holding back, or rather, his mech had limited the other's control.

Now the opponent doesn't need to imitate his style and fight back fairly; they can naturally follow their own style.

Compared to their previous cautious and restrained approach, the other party's actions became much more skillful after the restrictions were lifted.

Under his control, the mecha was so agile that it didn't seem like a heavy mecha at all. He maneuvered this mecha, which should have been very slow, more smoothly than a light and standard mecha, and in the blink of an eye, he unleashed several bursts of blood-exploding attacks.

Even Angel, a mech known for its agility and balance, was almost unable to withstand the attack several times and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Lieutenant Colonel Zong's style of piloting the mecha was as sharp and unstoppable as the person he was. Unfortunately, the opponent was currently piloting a heavy mecha with limited agility, yet he still managed to match the speed and maneuverability of a standard mecha.

But it was still too much of a stretch... Richard Parsell sighed inwardly, glancing subtly at the other man's straight yet relaxed shoulders and back.

—His own mech was naturally excellent. The pilot was also top-notch; Richard admitted that technically, the other was slightly better than him.

The problem is that the other party is not compatible with this mecha at all, and their usual operating style is also not compatible with this mecha.

Damn it, a hunter who clearly prefers quick strikes and preemptive attacks is wielding the heaviest type of weapon... Even if the weapon has some power boost, it won't help; instead, it will become a limitation for the opponent.

This is exactly the situation with Lieutenant Colonel Zongting now. It's clear he's trying hard to adapt to the mech's characteristics and to balance his own style. However, old habits die hard, and his piloting inevitably carries that style. Now that Angel's side is pressing hard, Zongting can't afford to be incongruous and is trying to finish the battle as quickly as possible.

Since entering this mecha, Zong Ting has never let his guard down when facing his target, nor has he truly treated this as a competition. His goal is not to win against the opponent on the field.

Moreover, in this intricate struggle, the Zongting (Imperial Court) saw through the enemy's unfathomable depths. The soldier Angel, during his service, was a hero willing to dedicate his life to the safety of the empire and its citizens. But the rebel Angel was not. He created numerous disturbances for his own selfish gain, ultimately stealing the empire's encrypted data and intending to send it to the rebel headquarters in an alien star system. Therefore, it was difficult to guarantee that he wouldn't use the numerous civilians present as a means to escape.

Some might say, knowing the dangers of Angel, why choose such a critical time to act? If casualties occur, wouldn't the military be indirectly responsible for this incident?

However, the military leadership was determined not to allow the suspect to remain at large. Especially given that encrypted data concerning the lives of hundreds of billions of people in the empire was out of reach, they had no choice but to take the risk of luring and arresting him on the spot to minimize the possibility of the data being leaked. They were willing to sacrifice even the civilians present, as they had no other option.

However, while it is important to act expediently in urgent situations, both the military and the ruling government need to consider the safety of ordinary citizens. This is their mission and an inescapable responsibility.

Therefore, Zongting still assigned some people to evacuate and protect the people, and with the people sent by Marshal Zhou, they should be able to protect everyone present and help them leave safely as much as possible.

As for the final battle... it's just missing a trigger.

Very well, since the other side has already guessed the military's movements, there's no need for us to hide anything or play guessing games; let's just start fighting.

A swift and forceful crackdown would be ideal, as it would save the trouble of evacuation and eliminate the possibility of civilian casualties.

Unfortunately, things in this world often don't go as planned.

Plans can't keep up with changes; no matter how much you think, you can't always predict unexpected events.

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"That's strange. Why haven't we heard any explanations from the AI ​​robot? It's been quiet for quite a while now," Hillman said, somewhat puzzled.

The others all stared with furrowed brows at the two sides entangled not far away.

They were no longer paying attention to the intelligent robots or anything like that, because the atmosphere of the fight had become increasingly strange since the second half. It seemed... like it was heading towards a deathmatch?

Wait, this isn't a competition, but it looks like both sides are just itching to cripple the enemy, tear off the shell, and then rip out the person inside and smash them to pieces. Is this the typical style of StarCraft mech competitions? Why is it going this far?

Hey, they've already torn off three hybrid machine guns, and the chest cavity corresponding to the mech's core is also severely damaged. I reckon the operator connected inside is in pretty bad shape... Is this the level of performance expected in the Open Tournament? The "Open Tournament Convention Handbook" given to her by the organizers didn't say that before. The top line was "Competition second, safety first."

Is this what Huan Xian and Zhou Xiuwen were talking about?

(End of this chapter)