We agreed on mecha battles, but you're relying on your life force to become a god?

Chapter 45 Beloved Family and Friends

In the morning, Wang Xing had just returned to his classroom in the Yuanpei Class at Rongcheng No. 2 High School.

I hadn't read more than a few lines of that thick book, "Mech Transmission Dynamics," when I felt a gaze fixed on me.

He subconsciously looked up and saw Raymond, who was sitting at the table in front of him, staring at him with resentful eyes.

Wang Xing ignored him and continued reading. But after turning only a dozen pages, the feeling of unease still lingered.

He looked up again, and the "wild bear" opposite him was still in the same posture, its gaze fixed on him.

When Wang Xing looked up for the third time, Raymond's honest yet confused face was still inches away. Wang Xing finally got annoyed and slammed the book shut: "Why are you looking at me? Do I have flowers on my face?"

"I heard from my dad that the Western Theater Command secretly issued you an S-level enlistment appointment yesterday afternoon, and you've already signed it."

Wang Xing nodded: "That's right."

Raymond scratched his head and said in a muffled voice, "I don't understand."

There are many things in this world that you can't understand.

Wang Xing said with a smile, "If you really don't understand, let's go to the Metaverse this afternoon and play a real match. Then you'll understand why I'm S-rank."

Having upgraded its transmission system, the Tiger mech was looking for a tough opponent, and Raymond was the perfect fit.

That's not what I meant!

Raymond shook his head repeatedly, looking troubled:

"You're stronger than me, so I accept your S-rank. What I don't understand is, if Instructor Lin from the Western Theater Command values ​​you so much, why did he have to give you a B in front of everyone yesterday morning? And then secretly upgrade you to S in the afternoon? Wasn't that redundant?"

"..." Wang Xing wanted to explain to him what "deceiving the heavens and crossing the sea" and "suppressing expectations" meant.

But looking into Raymond's clear, even somewhat foolish eyes, Wang Xing swallowed his words.

Raymond is quite talented, but he's a bit stubborn. If you talk to him about military strategy, tactics, or psychological warfare, he probably won't be able to digest it for a while.

"Uh...maybe Instructor Lin didn't eat enough in the morning, and his mind was clearer after eating a full meal in the afternoon," Wang Xing said dismissively, continuing to read his book.

"Is that so...?" Raymond stroked his chin, lost in deep thought.

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A few days later.

On the outskirts of Chengdu, there is a group of unfinished buildings that have been abandoned for many years.

The muddy ground reeked of decay, and the damp, cold wind whistled through the empty concrete pillars, making a mournful sound.

The ground floor was filled with murky rainwater, reflecting the gray sky.

Sun Donglai stood in the shadows, wearing a hoodie with the brim covering his forehead, his hands in his pockets, his eyes lowered, and he remained silent.

Meng Rui, standing to the side, leaned against a moss-covered cement pillar and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

"They've arrived." Meng Rui suddenly looked up at the empty space in front of him.

Just then.

"Sizzle—"

The void ahead suddenly twisted, as if an invisible curtain had been torn open, and a huge and ferocious worm mouth, more than two meters long, appeared out of thin air, forcibly tearing open the barrier of space.

A short, hunched old man, shrouded in a black robe, slowly emerged from the spatial rift, leaning on a cane made of bone.

If there were any experts from the Abyss Defense Bureau present, they would immediately sound the highest level of alarm in the city and would not hesitate to use swift and decisive means to kill this old man on the spot!

Because he used a forbidden technology that was explicitly prohibited by the Dragon Kingdom—space wormhole jump technology!

If it's a legitimate space wormhole technology used by the military or large corporations, then there's not much of a problem.

But the old man in front of us was using the ability of the high-level abyss monster [Sky-Splitting Rotten Insect] to gnaw at the spatial barrier and forcibly tear through space.

This evil forbidden technique, which incorporates the genes of the Abyss Monster, is strictly prohibited throughout the entire Mech Alliance.

But Sun Donglai looked at this scene without any fear in his eyes; instead, his eyes revealed a hint of fanaticism.

"Sun Donglai."

The old man in black raised his head, revealing a pair of eerie green eyes beneath the wide brim of his hat. His voice was hoarse and unsettling, like fingernails scraping against glass.

"You've impressed me. In just ten days, you've already reached level 8 in both categories."

"Lord Anta, isn't the person I chose quite good?"

Before Sun Donglai could speak, Meng Rui threw away his cigarette butt, stomped it out, and said with a smug look, "My judgment has always been spot-on, just like my intuition for mecha modification art—flawless!"

Sun Donglai, standing to the side, also showed a hint of arrogance on his face.

Since meeting Meng Rui, Meng Rui has been pouring his "modification art" into Sun Donglai, constantly carrying out various prohibited and distorted optimization modifications on his "Xuan Turtle Mech".

Sun Donglai knew what the other party was doing, but he did not refuse, because this would allow his mecha to reach level 8 as quickly as possible.

Besides the mecha, the most important thing is the vital energy!

Meng Rui also set a goal for him: to raise his Qi and Blood levels to level 8 within a month. Only by reaching this threshold could his body withstand the backlash from the injection of the [Bone-Splitting Dog Lightweight Gene Agent].

During these ten days, Meng Rui administered a considerable amount of potent medicine to improve Sun Donglai's blood and qi quality, as well as black market supplements to elevate his blood and qi level. He also taught him a more suitable stance training method: the Blood-Generating Stance.

The result was...

Sun Donglai actually raised his original level 5.3 Qi and Blood to level 8 in just seven days!

Although this was a false surge of vital energy and blood forcibly generated using unorthodox tonics and forbidden techniques, Sun Donglai was able to absorb and rapidly transform it, and his body had not yet undergone a catastrophic transformation.

This also shows how terrifying Sun Donglai's talent in endurance is.

Sun Donglai's performance also alarmed the high-ranking members of the Black Armor Alliance's Sichuan province branch—the Six Armor Disciples codenamed "Dark Tuo"!

So much so that this mysterious and unpredictable Six Jia Disciple expert, who had only existed in Meng Rui's words, personally descended and appeared before Sun Donglai.

In Meng Rui's description, the Six Jia Disciples are absolute rulers possessing unimaginable power...

"Now, such a powerful figure has been alerted by my strength and has made a special appearance."

Looking at Lord An Tuo before him, Sun Donglai felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

"Hehe... Your talent certainly warrants my meeting."

But An Tuo changed the subject, letting out a dry, cold laugh, his tone still icy and contemptuous:

"But before the true power of our Lord, your talent... or rather, even talent itself, is insignificant."

Sun Donglai's smug expression froze on the spot.

A strong sense of resentment welled up in my heart.

"I've climbed to the double eight level so quickly, yet I still don't get any real recognition?"

Sun Donglai stopped hiding his intentions and laid his cards on the table, saying in a cold, hard voice:

"Lord Darkrai, with my talent, I can easily withstand the genes of a lightweight Abyssal monster like the Bone-Splitting Hound. I will soon become incredibly powerful!"

"Tell me the contents of the pledge of allegiance! What do I need to do to officially join the Black Armor Alliance like Meng Rui and obtain that [Abyss Touch Fusion Agent]!"

【Touch of the Abyss Fusion Agent】, that is the baptismal holy medicine bestowed upon official members by the Black Armor Alliance.

With just an injection, one can break the shackles of human genes and obtain an acquired abnormal energy similar to "Void Element Power"!

For Sun Donglai, that was the key to true power.

just now.

He was only one step away from officially stepping into that darkness—a pledge of allegiance!

However, the content of this pledge of allegiance remained ambiguous, and his superiors never gave him any clear instructions.

"Brother Sun, what's the rush?"

Meng Rui grinned and lazily interjected, "Your mecha has undergone aberration modifications, and the school's higher-ups must have noticed it long ago. For the sake of the school's reputation, they can't possibly let you participate in the Chengdu Hundred Schools Competition."

"So, the pledge of loyalty you're given is the provincial unified exam in March! In the provincial exam's practical combat scenario, secretly kill more than five non-Black Armor Alliance mecha geniuses, and you can officially join the alliance and get the potion you want."

"I don't want to wait too long!"

Sun Donglai turned to look at Meng Rui, a flash of crimson ferocity in his eyes:

"I need to obtain the [Abyssal Touch Fusion Agent] as quickly as possible!"

"Hehe... Not bad."

At this moment, An Tuo let out a series of dry, grating laughs.

"Meng Rui, if you had his mad dog-like thirst for power, instead of being obsessed with your so-called 'modification art' all day long... you might be qualified to sit in my position as a disciple of the Six Armor Sect now."

Meng Rui shrugged, unconcerned.

Dark, emerald-green eyes locked onto Sun Donglai once more:

"Whether you want to get that potion as soon as possible or join the Alliance as soon as possible, I really like energetic young people like you..."

"Although the school won't let you participate in the 100-school competition, you are still eligible to participate in your school's internal competition."

"A genius boy has just emerged from your school, securing the highest-level 'S-rank pre-enlistment' quota in the Western Theater Command... This boy's future strategic value is equivalent to ten ordinary geniuses in the provincial civil service exam's secret realm!"

"So, in the upcoming school competition, I don't care what methods you use, take him down."

"As for that boy's name, it's Wang Xing."

"Who?!"

Sun Donglai was struck dumb, gasped in shock, and froze on the spot.

He abruptly looked up, a deep disbelief welling in his eyes, and stared at An Tuo: "Sir, don't you know... Wang Xing is my childhood friend, my dearest loved one?!"

"Hehehehe..."

An Tuo seemed to have heard something funny, and laughed so hard that he trembled all over:

"Dearest family and friends? True, dearest family and friends can also be the ones who stab you the deepest."

Sun Donglai opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but the words became numb as they reached his lips: "Sir, you have misunderstood."

"I mean, Wang Xing is extremely powerful..."

"To kill him, I need two [Abyss Touch Fusion Agents]!"