The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 321 Shocking Change (Part 2)

What are the rebels thinking?

They paid a heavy price to enter the competition undetected. Even now, they can't guarantee that the army's rabid dogs haven't discovered their presence, but they can't care about that now.

Their line of work is like licking blood off a knife's edge; every day they walk on the edge of their own lives and the lives of others, and no one knows when they will disappear from this world. Being able to wake up with their eyes open in bed each day is already a pleasant surprise.

Now it's just a matter of taking a stroll under the noses of those guys in the military, killing a few people, which is much simpler than the previous plans by the organization to steal the core manufacturing data of the ace mech, blow up the imperial reserve of sophisticated starships, or infiltrate the imperial laboratory to steal their researchers...

If they're lucky, they can not only complete the mission but also outwit those arrogant guys. If they're unlucky, they might just lose their lives. They're like rootless weeds; the death of one of them won't make a difference.

Since Angel is out of his mind and can't beat that kid surnamed Zong, they'll give him a hand.

It doesn't require much skill or technique; just a few simple movements will suffice.

With so many people in the stadium, the military personnel couldn't just be ignored, so it's a good opportunity to bring them all out for a bit of exercise.

Of course, whether they can leave the arena safely is not their concern, since they don't even know if they'll live that long. If these people really do fail... they can only blame themselves; they were just unlucky to have chosen this day and this match to watch.

Their operation went smoothly, thanks to their group of foolish "comrades." However, these people were really... unaware that they had been exposed, they still dared to come out and watch the show, which is why they were targeted by the army's mad dogs. If it weren't for a member of another line of the organization who was well hidden and gave them information overnight, they would not only have suffered heavy losses, but their entire background would probably have been exposed.

Because they were afraid of being tricked again, they didn't send many people this time; they were more like a suicide squad.

...Although there weren't many people, what they brought wasn't the kind of scrap metal commonly found on the battlefield; this was the real deal.

Suddenly, a burst of static filled the private room, causing it to vibrate violently. This vibration was unlike the inherent frequency of a stereo system or the accompanying noise from the fight between the two characters. Instead, it was a more dangerous and uncontrollable vibration that seemed to be uprooted from the very source.

Zhou Xiuwen suddenly stood up, his brows furrowed deeply, his expression more serious than ever before. Then, the other person picked up something from his sleeve and muttered a string of complicated and difficult words.

Jiang Hui and the others also stopped their discussion. In fact, ever since they realized something was wrong, none of them had been in the mood to analyze the battle, because they found that the fighting style was heading in an increasingly uncontrollable direction.

Therefore, the question of who won and who lost in this mecha battle became completely meaningless.

Huan Xian stood up and entered a string of unidentified characters into the control panel by the door. Instantly, the entire private room became transparent. Except for the door, the rest of the walls disappeared without a trace, and the surrounding area could be clearly seen through the external walls. The A-grade private room was already the best location in the room, with the best field of vision and orientation. Just now, even with only a frontal view, almost the entire room was within sight. Now, with all four sides open and unobstructed, everything happening within a radius of several miles fell into their view without any obstruction.

The rest of the area was relatively normal, but a corner seat quite far to their northeast was billowing with thick smoke, and people nearby were scattering in all directions, screaming incessantly. The smoke gradually spread from this small area, quickly reaching a large surrounding region.

If that were all, it would be a minor matter. To be honest, the stadium is laid out in a ring, spanning a wide area. Although the people are concentrated, even if something happens, it can't spread to a very large area. Because it's just so big, what kind of disturbance would it take to extend to the entire stadium?
The military thought the same way, so while they were fully prepared, they also had some specific priorities in their deployment.

They had, of course, guessed that besides those on the list, other rebel members might come to their aid, also intending to turn the tables. But could anyone tell them exactly when the rebels acquired this weapon?
That's... the V7 series Magnetic Nuclear Cannon, and a long-range one at that—as long as Ci can run, blasting a small horde isn't a problem.

Of course, this is on the premise that its built-in magnetic energy comes from a high-mass core source block. Such things are produced in limited quantities and are extremely rare. Not to mention the rebels, even the military itself doesn't have many of these things. They can only extract a very small amount each month from a few secret mines that are heavily guarded by the military.

Although the core source of magnetic energy has been tightly controlled, the rebels would not be willing to take it out in this situation if they actually obtained it; it would be too wasteful.

So this thing is either just an empty shell, or it's just using the outer shell of this weapon while still running on thermoelectric energy. It's just that its power is reduced by a lot, and the cost of using it once is extremely high.

If these rebels really went berserk and launched a blast in all directions, probably not one in ten of the audience members would survive.

The method was crude but effective. The chaotic soldiers fired a shot amidst the confusion, which immediately threw the surrounding area into complete chaos. The tremor that Jiang Hui and the others had just felt came from this.

"...In short, let's arrange for people to leave first. Don't get entangled with the desperados. Do your best to ensure the safety of the public as they leave the venue. There will be people outside to meet them."

Zhou Xiuwen did not hide his conversation from them, so Jiang Hui and the others also heard what he said.

Huan Xian, who had been sitting silently with everyone else, suddenly stood up and looked straight at the area where the incident had started. His voice then became slightly tense: "We have to leave quickly! Are those guys crazy?!" If nothing unexpected happens, in two or three more fixed points, the enemy might just shoot directly in this direction, and by then it will be too late for them to leave the private room.

Before he could explain, Huan Xian pushed the people around him out of the private room as if some ferocious beast was behind them. By this time, the people outside had changed, but most of them were just discussing and watching the spectacle, showing no sense of danger whatsoever.

Zhou Xiuwen opened his mouth as if to say something loudly, but then gave up. He knew he couldn't stop this group of people with words alone; he needed a stronger approach. As he pondered, he patted the inside of his collar.

A short while later, a group of soldiers in crisp uniforms and black high boots walked towards them.

(End of this chapter)