A live stream of someone hand-making a giant white robot attracted the attention of the government,

"spread!"

The shadow practically roared.

As a top-tier mercenary who had fought his way through piles of corpses, his muscle memory was faster than his brain's reaction time. Faced with the six slowly rising mechanical arms that shimmered with electromagnetic light, and the four scarlet infrared sentry cannons overhead, a sense of terror, as if being locked onto by a natural enemy, instantly blew through his entire body.

The five dark figures, like startled black panthers, instantly rolled towards the surrounding experimental tables and equipment shelters.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, making them a textbook example of tactics.

"Stun Grenade! EMP Shock!"

With a roar from the shadowy figure, several black cylinders were hurled violently towards the center of the arena.

Boom! Boom!

A blinding flash of magnesium light instantly illuminated the dimly lit basement as if it were daytime. This was followed by a high-frequency blast, powerful enough to rupture an ordinary person's eardrums and cause them to lose their balance. Even agents trained to resist dizziness would experience at least three seconds of physiological paralysis at this distance.

These three seconds are the dividing line between life and death.

At the same time, a specially made portable EMP grenade detonated at Bai Che's feet.

sizzle-

Invisible electromagnetic pulse ripples swept out.

This is a surefire way to defeat electronic devices. Based on Shadow's experience, no matter how sophisticated the automated turret or how intimidating the exoskeleton looks, as long as even one chip is overloaded and short-circuited, or even one line is delayed, this so-called "tech godfather" is just a sitting duck.

"Die!"

Using the thick smoke and blinding afterglow, Youying activated the thermal imaging mode on his helmet.

The field of vision turned into a bleak black, white, and gray. And in the center of that chaotic cloud of smoke and dust, a high-energy heat source, so bright it seemed to burn through the retina, stood silently.

That was the reactor in Bai Che's chest.

It's like a lighthouse guiding navigation in the fog; though dazzling, it also reveals its location.

Without the slightest hesitation, Youying exerted force with her feet, her alloy combat boots shattering the floor tiles. She was like a cannonball, gripping the tungsten steel tactical dagger, powerful enough to cut through bulletproof vests, and lunged straight for Bai Che's throat.

This is the weakness of the tech-driven approach!

Without sight and without sensors, the fragile human body is utterly insignificant in close combat.

however.

Just as he broke through the smoke, his狰狞 face was less than two meters away from Bai Che.

He saw Bai Che's eyes.

Those eyes were covered by a holographic lens as thin as a cicada's wing, upon which flowed a waterfall of green data. Despite the impact of the EMP, the glasses didn't flicker at all, and even the reactor, the energy core, didn't dim in the slightest.

Bai Che just watched him quietly.

It's like watching a moth fly towards a fire.

He raised his right hand, which was covered by a crude metal shell and even had exposed hydraulic pipes visible, and waved it lightly in front of him, as if shooing away annoying flies.

"Too slow."

Bai Che's voice cut through the smoke and dust, so calm it was almost jarring.

Youying's heart pounded, but the arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be released. He let out a low growl, and the dagger in his hand transformed into a cold glint, stabbing towards Bai Che's carotid artery at an extremely tricky angle.

He had practiced this one strike for twenty years.

Even the CIA's top combat masters would be defeated at this distance.

But Bai Che did not back down.

Instead, he stepped forward to face the blade.

Om-!

A high-frequency buzzing sound rang out as the servo motor suddenly accelerated.

That was the roar of an instantaneous burst of industrial-grade torque.

Just before the dagger touched his skin, Bai Che's right hand, which had been hanging by his side, rose at a speed that completely defied ergonomics and was too fast for the naked eye to perceive.

click!

A sickening metallic clang.

Time seemed to stand still.

The wrist of the shadowy figure, gripping the dagger and with bulging veins, was firmly clamped by a cold mechanical hand made of a titanium alloy frame and hydraulic transmission device.

Not moving.

The immense momentum came to an abrupt halt, and the resulting reaction force made Youying feel as if she had crashed into a mountain.

"This... how is this possible?!" The shadow's pupils widened in shock.

His strength, enhanced by gene-enhancing drugs, was enough to flip a small car with one hand. But this mechanical hand, which looked somewhat rough and whose welds weren't even polished, was like a hydraulic clamp, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't budge it an inch.

"Is this what they call 'martial arts'?"

Bai Che tilted his head, his tone carrying an obvious hint of disappointment, as if he had bought a ticket but watched a poor circus performance. "Relying solely on the kinetic energy generated by muscle fiber contraction... I have to say, it's too inefficient."

The voice just fell.

A faint light suddenly appeared on the hydraulic lines of the mechanical glove.

Click—!

The crisp sound of bones cracking was particularly eerie in the deathly silent basement.

"ah--!!!"

The shadowy figure let out a piercing scream. His wrist bones were crushed to pieces by the mechanical hand; the irresistible, terrifying grip felt as if his hand had been placed in an industrial shredder.

Clang.

The tactical dagger, crafted from high-strength steel, slipped and fell to the ground.

"roll."

Bai Che released his grip and then swung his hand back.

The robotic arm unleashed an astonishing centrifugal force.

The shadowy figure, weighing 180 pounds, was sent flying like a carelessly discarded garbage bag, tracing a pathetic arc in the air before crashing heavily onto an experimental table five meters away.

Boom!

The thick solid wood tabletop collapsed instantly, and various instruments and glasswares shattered all over the floor.

"team leader!"

The other four team members were visibly furious.

When fear reaches its extreme, it turns into madness.

"Fire! Focus fire! Turn him into a sieve!"

Da da da da da—!

Four HK416 assault rifles simultaneously spat fire. At such close range, the dense hail of bullets virtually blocked all of Bai Che's room to dodge.

Su Wanqing covered her mouth in horror.

But the next second, she saw a scene that she would never forget.

Bai Che didn't even blink when faced with the oncoming storm of metal.

hum!

The arc reactor on his chest suddenly lit up with a blinding blue light, as if a heart were pumping blood violently. An invisible, high-frequency oscillating magnetic repulsive field was conducted through his bones to the surface of his body.

When those high-speed spinning steel-core warheads entered within half a meter of him, it was as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

Invisible magnetic field lines were pulling wildly at the metal casing of the warhead.

ding ding ding ding...

Countless sparks exploded in mid-air.

Some of the bullets were forcibly deflected, heading towards the ceiling and floor; others were magnetized and suspended in mid-air, losing all kinetic energy, and fell like rain at Bai Che's feet.

Bai Che stood with his hands behind his back, strolling leisurely toward the four mercenaries.

With each step he took, the magnetic adsorption device under his feet would resonate with the steel plate on the ground.

thump.

thump.

thump.

The heavy footsteps, combined with the sparks flying everywhere, made him look less like a human and more like a steel god in human skin.

"A monster..."

A mercenary emptied his magazine and trembled as he tried to reload, only to find that the magazine was stuck firmly in the chamber of the gun due to strong magnetic interference and he couldn't pull it out.

despair.

A kind of despair that comes from the depths of one's genes when facing an apex predator.

"Not only are their equipment poor, but they also have no manners."

Bai Che stopped and stood five meters in front of the four people.

He looked at the group of desperados who were already on the verge of collapse, sighed softly, and seemed to have lost patience with this one-sided game.

"Since you all enjoy playing with fire so much, I'll help you cool down."

Bai Che slowly raised his right arm.

The mechanical hand, still bearing traces of the Shadow's blood, was facing the direction where the four were gathered, its five fingers spread wide.

Click click click.

The mechanical structure in the palm quickly reassembled, and the suction cups originally used to grab heavy objects retracted, revealing a deep, black muzzle covered with coils.

The reactor in his chest shone brightly, and energy surged wildly through the tubes in his arm.

Sizzle sizzle—whoosh—! ! !

A chilling whistling sound filled the air. It was the sound of air being instantly ionized and turbocharged to its limit.

At the cannon's muzzle in the palm of his hand, a stream of dark blue plasma began to spin and compress wildly.

The surrounding air was distorted by the high temperature, and even the scraps of paper on the ground began to fly uncontrollably toward the cannon muzzle.

"No...no!!!"

That is the human instinct's warning of death.

The four mercenaries dropped their weapons and turned to flee.

"It's too late."

Bai Che whispered.

My palm suddenly trembled.

boom--!!!

It lacks the all-cutting sharpness of a laser and the scorching heat of a fiery explosion.

This was a pure, brutal, and unreasonable kinetic energy impact.

A visible, translucent blue ripple of air, accompanied by a thunderous roar, burst forth from Bai Che's palm. That was an electromagnetic repulsion cannon, a terrifying thrust capable of instantly sending objects weighing several tons flying.

A small storm suddenly erupted in the narrow underground space.

The four heavily armed men didn't even have time to scream before they were blasted away by the terrifying shockwave, like bowling pins in a storm.

Their bodies lost control in mid-air, rendering their bulletproof vests and tactical vests meaningless in the face of such immense force.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Boom!

The immense kinetic energy propelled the four people through a distance of more than ten meters before they slammed into the reinforced concrete load-bearing wall at the far end of the laboratory.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The entire wall was riddled with spiderweb-like cracks, as if it had been struck by a battering ram.

One of them was so badly injured by the impact that half of his body was embedded in the collapsed wall, his limbs hanging limply, and he lost consciousness completely.

Clang.

The last few spent cartridge cases landed.

The entire third underground level fell into dead silence once again.

Only the cooling vents of the outstretched robotic arm continued to hiss out white steam.

Bai Che lowered his arms, the blue light in his palms slowly receded, and the reactor in his chest returned to its calm breathing rhythm.

He turned his head and glanced at Youying, who was lying on the shattered lab table, completely dumbfounded.

The once arrogant king of soldiers was now staring wide-eyed at the four "human-shaped ornaments" on the wall, his throat emitting wheezing sounds like bellows, as if he were seeing hell.

Bai Che ignored him.

He raised his wrist and tapped a few times on the virtual interface of the holographic glasses, seemingly checking data.

"Tsk."

A smacking sound, full of disdain, was particularly clear in the quiet laboratory.

Su Wanqing had just recovered from that bizarre scene and was about to go forward to ask Bai Che if he was injured.

Then they heard the man say in an extremely Versailles-esque, extremely irritating tone:

"This is too fragile. Senior Su, look at these data. I only used the low-power 'cleaning mode' and this shot didn't even use up 0.1% of the reactor's power."

Bai Che pointed to an energy consumption curve on the data panel that showed almost no fluctuation, his face showing a look of utter disbelief:

"Isn't that $200 million bounty a bit exaggerated? These guys aren't even as good as the first robot vacuum cleaner I built last week."

Su Wanqing: "..."

Shadow: "..."

puff!

Overwhelmed with anger, the shadowy figure lying on the platform coughed up a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and fainted completely.

To kill someone, you must also destroy their spirit.

……

At the same time.

Zero Boundary Technology Command Center.

Sweating profusely, Li Jianguo had just reconnected the backup line and restarted the main control screen.

zizi...

The snowflakes flickered a few times, and then the image finally returned to normal.

The first thing that came into view was a wall that had been smashed and cracked, and top mercenaries lying haphazardly on the ground, their fates unknown.

Right in the center of the frame, the young man is shrugging innocently at the camera, complaining that "it only used 0.1% of the battery."

Li Jianguo's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the water glass he had just picked up.

"This kid..."

The old general's lips twitched violently, a mixture of shock and amusement. "Is this Versailles? This is rubbing the faces of the world's arms dealers into the dirt!"

however.

What Li Jianguo didn't know was...

In the last second before Shadow fainted, the tactical recorder on his chest, though damaged, still stubbornly functioning, used the faint signal that had just been restored to transmit the dozen or so seconds of footage that looked like something out of a science fiction movie back to an encrypted live stream on the dark web.

At this moment.

Across the ocean, countless buyers, intelligence brokers, and arms tycoons, lurking in the shadows, were intently watching the final, frozen image—

The young man from the East with the sun hanging on his chest, the giant mechanical hand that was still smoking, and the phrase "0.1% battery level," which was more lethal than a repulsion cannon.

The world fell silent.