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A crisp cracking sound echoed through the oval office of the Black Palace.

A 17th-century enamel antique vase shattered on the hard marble floor, shards of porcelain scattered across the surface, reflecting the halo of the overhead light. The reliable man, panting heavily, grabbed the Apple computer monitor from the table, raised it high above his head, and slammed it down hard against the wall opposite, adorned with portraits of past presidents.

The screen casing shattered into pieces, and electronic components tumbled and fell onto the thick wool carpet.

"Useless! All of you are just good-for-nothings!" The reliable guy, hands gripping the edge of his desk, tie askew, spitting as he spoke, "Tens of thousands of troops! Plus a heavy armored division! And you couldn't even keep an eye on one piece of junk? You just watched it fly out of the atmosphere!"

Intelligence Director Herman huddled in the corner of the sofa, his breathing barely audible, too afraid to utter a word. He knew the president's temper all too well; to strike up a conversation at this moment would be tantamount to playing with fire.

"Where did this mech come from? The Pentagon takes hundreds of billions of dollars in military spending every year, and they can't even get a whiff of the exhaust from one of these metal monstrosities!" The reliable guy slammed his hand on the table, making the coffee cup next to him rattle, and brown coffee splattered onto the classified documents.

Herman straightened up, adjusting the hem of his suit jacket, his voice trembling: "Mr. President, the technical department analyzed the mecha's materials and power system, and the conclusion is... that Earth's current technological system simply cannot build something like this. Some people suspect that Great Xia may have also obtained the wreckage of an alien spaceship and reverse-engineered this mecha."

"I don't care what they got! Investigate! Activate all intelligence networks in Xia and find out who owns this mech!" The reliable guy yelled, pointing at Herman's nose. "If Great Xia can mass-produce this kind of mech, our carrier battle group will be nothing but a pile of floating scrap metal in their eyes!"

After venting his anger, Te Kao Pu caught his breath, and the fierceness in his eyes overshadowed his panic. He straightened up, his fingers digging into the table, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Pass on my orders: completely seal off Fifth Avenue in Manhattan!" He gritted his teeth, forcing out the words, "Scrape back all the blood, bits of flesh, and even bricks stained with bodily fluids that yellow giant spilled on the ground! Pack them into freezers and send them back to Section 51 tonight!"

Herman quickly nodded in agreement and took out his encrypted phone to prepare to transmit the instructions.

The reliable man paced back and forth behind his desk, hands on his hips, his leather shoes making a dull thud on the carpet.

"Let that old bastard Smith clone me! If the original doesn't obey, modify its gene lock! I refuse to believe that with all our resources, we can't create an obedient army of monsters! As long as we have thousands upon thousands of Yellow Giants, even the strongest mechs of Great Xia will be torn to shreds!"

The Great Xia Capital, a quiet courtyard house within red walls.

On a stone table in the center of the courtyard, a holographic projection system was in operation. Pale blue light and shadow intertwined in the air, looping the shocking brawl that had taken place on the streets of Manhattan.

Old Lu sat in a wicker chair, holding a smooth, patina-covered purple clay teapot, his gaze fixed on the image of the Titan mech kicking the Yellow Giant away. In the image, the Yellow Giant's massive body crashed through three skyscrapers, with steel and concrete raining down.

"That kid." Old Lu placed the purple clay teapot on the stone table, his face wrinkles smoothing out, and he laughed heartily. "Half a month ago, he was having tea in my courtyard, and he was talking about getting something big. I thought he was planning something big, and here he is, driving straight to Manhattan to demolish houses! He really doesn't take any losses."

Zhang Mingyuan sat opposite him, raising his hand to push up his gold-rimmed glasses. He pointed to the image on the projector showing the Titan mech withstanding armor-piercing bullets, his finger tracing the light and shadow in mid-air.

"The strength of the outer armor material of this mecha, as well as this incomprehensible power system, are at least fifty years ahead of the rest of the world."

Zhang Mingyuan shook his head repeatedly, his tone full of admiration, "Just how many trump cards does Yichen have up his sleeve? If our old buddies at the Chinese Academy of Sciences saw this video, they'd go crazy tonight. This kind of energy output is something that traditional nuclear fission can't achieve."

Zhou Weiguo slapped his thigh and laughed heartily, causing the teacups on the stone table to shake slightly.

"Who cares how many trump cards they're hiding? As long as the meat rots in our own pot, it's fine!" Zhou Weiguo leaned back in his chair, his face full of satisfaction. "With this kid around, even if an alien fleet really comes in the future, our Great Xia will have the confidence to go toe-to-toe with them! He can now be called the pillar of our Blue Star!"

Old Lu picked up his teacup, took a sip, and gazed into the distance at the fallen leaves of the old locust tree in the courtyard: "This kid is becoming more and more eccentric, but he always seems to be on the right track. With this commotion in Manhattan, the United States definitely won't dare to make any underhanded moves in the open for a while."

They had to clean up the mess and also guard against this mech that could drop from the sky at any moment. Its deterrent power was more effective than hundreds of nuclear bombs combined.

Zhang Mingyuan nodded in agreement, picked up the teapot on the stone table to refill Old Lu's water: "Yes, this has bought us valuable time. As long as we solidify our domestic industrial base and combine it with the technology provided by Yichen, we can build our future interstellar defense line."

Zhou Weiguo stood up, stretched his shoulders, and his joints cracked. "I need to find some time to go to Shanghai to see him. I need to sound him out and see how much good stuff this kid is hiding. We can't always let him charge ahead alone. The operation of the state machinery can help relieve a lot of the pressure on him."

The three old men sat around the stone table, chatting and laughing.

They had no idea that the "big guy" Li Yichen had mentioned was not the Titan mech that was showing off on the streets of New York.

Unbeknownst to them, a terrifying aerospace carrier was progressing smoothly at a large shipyard in Shanghai. Because Li Yichen had acquired more equipment from Future Heavy Industries, the construction of the aerospace carrier had been significantly accelerated.

Deep underground in the Future Technology Precision Testing Building in Shanghai.

The heavy metal dome smoothly opened to both sides, revealing the night sky. A black streak of light cut in, and Titan-01 landed steadily on a specially designed buffer platform.

The hydraulic shock absorbers emitted a muffled exhaust sound, and white steam spread outwards. The dome closed again, completely shutting out the night.

The heavy armor on the mech's chest slid open layer by layer, and soft lights came on in the cockpit, dispelling the darkness inside.

Li Yichen disconnected the neural interface, unplugged the data cable from the back of his neck, and bent down to pick up Xiao Yuqing, who was curled up in the passenger seat. He pressed a button on the control panel with one hand, and the internal elevator of the mecha descended, allowing the two to land smoothly.

The moment his feet touched the ground, Li Yichen activated the communication system.

The dark gold nanotech armor covering his entire body receded like ripples on water, and billions of nanoparticles reassembled their lattice in a fraction of a second. The armor, originally full of violent aesthetics, transformed in the blink of an eye into a sharp, deep black bespoke suit, with even the Windsor knot of the tie perfectly tied.

Xiao Yuqing nestled in Li Yichen's arms, her beautiful eyes wide open, forgetting even the pain from the scrapes on her calves caused by the gravel.

She stared at Li Yichen's suit collar, reached out and touched the soft fabric, then looked up at the five-meter-tall steel behemoth.

"Yichen, you..." Xiao Yuqing swallowed hard, her voice filled with shock, "Are you human or a god?"

Li Yichen looked down at her dusty face and chuckled softly, "I'm your man."

Xiao Yuqing gripped his suit lapel tightly, her voice trembling, her eyes reddening: "I really thought I was going to die. That monster was terrifying; even the army couldn't stop it. It smashed through a load-bearing wall with one punch, and I didn't even have the strength to run away."

"With me here, not even the Heavenly King himself can take you away." Li Yichen carried her steadily forward, his leather shoes making a crisp echo on the metal floor. "A mere mutated rat, it's only good as a punching bag for my mecha."

Xiao Yuqing stretched out her finger and poked the fabric of his suit again: "Your clothes... are they high-tech too? They were clearly armor just now."

"Nanotechnology, do whatever you want." Li Yichen glanced down at her, his tone relaxed. "I'll get you a set later, to wear as a bulletproof vest. Even if a missile hits, it'll keep you completely unharmed."

He carried Xiao Yuqing through the corridor and into a cleanroom.

In the center of the room stood a newly produced second-generation nanomedical pod. Its streamlined body emitted a soft white light, exuding a futuristic technological feel.

Li Yichen placed Xiao Yuqing inside the cabin and pressed the start button.

The transparent hatch closed, and a pale blue scanning beam swept down from top to bottom. Hundreds of millions of nanomedical robots entered her body through her respiratory tract and skin pores.

In just a few minutes.

The bruises on Xiao Yuqing's forehead and the scratches on her calves healed at a visible speed. The scabs formed and fell off, revealing smooth, new skin without a single trace of scarring. Her fatigue vanished, replaced by abundant energy.

The hatch popped open.

Xiao Yuqing sat up, touching her cheeks with both hands, then looked down at her smooth calves. She jumped out of the medical pod and threw herself into Li Yichen's arms.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, tilted her head back, and gave him a passionate kiss filled with a sense of dependence.

Li Yichen supported her lower back with one hand, responding to her enthusiasm.

After the kiss ended, Xiao Yuqing leaned against his chest, panting, listening to his steady heartbeat.

Li Yichen picked her up again and strode towards the private elevator.

"Come on, let me take you back to the villa to have Uncle Zhou's pork rib soup to calm your nerves." Li Yichen kicked open the elevator door with his toe.

Half an hour later, at the gate of the Future Science Park.

A brand-new black Maybach drove out of the gate. This was a car that Liu Ruyan had just sent to deliver.

Li Yichen held the steering wheel with one hand and rested the other hand on the edge of the car window.

The night breeze blew into the carriage, dispelling the lingering smell of gunpowder brought back from Manhattan.

He looked out the window at the receding Shanghai nightscape, the neon lights shimmering on the windshield, and chuckled softly.

The Maybach's headlights pierced the night, merging into the traffic on the main road. An emergency news report from Manhattan, New York, was playing on the car radio, the female announcer's urgent voice echoing through the cabin.

"According to the latest news from this station, a serious attack has occurred in Manhattan, New York. A giant creature has caused devastating damage on Fifth Avenue, resulting in heavy casualties among the US military."

Then, a mysterious black mech descended from the sky and killed him. Currently, the United Nations has convened an emergency meeting, and major media outlets worldwide are speculating about the mech's origin. Some experts point out that the appearance of the mech may signify a leap forward in human technology to an unknown dimension…

Li Yichen reached out and turned off the radio. The Maybach accelerated into the night and headed towards the Tomson Riviera villa area.