Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

People watched the departing heavy truck and then boiled over, no longer caring about Rangpur, who had become a clown-like figure. They were off to file their stories.

Regardless, the enterprise known as Loki Heavy Industry definitely shot to fame today, along with that indifferent and arrogant young man.

Inside the cockpit, Mu Fan had a hand on the steering wheel, pretending to drive, but all operations were actually handled by Black.

Wang Nuonuo looked at Mu Fan's sharply-defined profile and gently spoke, "Sir... thank you."

Mu Fan looked at Nuonuo's somewhat haggard face, smiled, and didn't say a word.

He gently placed an electronic nameplate in Nuonuo's hands.

"Trust me."

"Okay!"

The girl nodded vigorously.

Electronic nameplate—"Participant Number: 517"

266 participating companies, more than 500 contestants; this was his, Mu Fan's, assigned number for the competition.

Next would be joining the organized teams of the Interstellar Mecha Association, then boarding the Earth Core Car to traverse the planet until reaching...

The next stop!

...

Inside Dingchuan Academy, White Hair adjusted his hairstyle while walking towards the girls' dormitory, accompanied by a panting chubby Harry.

"What is Mu Fan's situation? Why is he asking us to retrieve Wang Nuonuo's Sky Communication from another girl's hands? This relationship web is so messy, has wooing girls evolved to such an indirect approach nowadays?"

"Please stop making such cold remarks. A big issue has arisen at Loki Heavy Industry! Wang Nuonuo must be facing huge troubles; I just don't know what exactly Mu Fan and Wang Nuonuo are up to? I can't even get through to them on Sky Communication."

Sweat was pouring from Harry's chubby face.

Recently, the Fowen Consortium's talks with the Gaoling Family had broken down only for negotiations to be suddenly resurrected last night. He had learned about the dramatic changes within the Wang Family in the middle of the night.

Now, with troubles from home and friends piling up, it was a relief that Harry hadn't had a breakdown.

Money could be earned again; he just hoped to confirm soon that everyone was safe. As long as everyone was okay, they could start over!

"Truly worrisome."

Upon reaching the outskirts of the apartment, with no access control, they obviously couldn't enter.

After pressing the doorbell and waiting for two minutes with no response...

Harry's pleading gaze turned to White Hair. "That girl called Olsiya is here, right? How could she possibly not be?"

Yin Shuai squinted at the villa-style apartment, patted Harry's shoulder, "Let me check."

He then pulled out a pair of sunglasses from his chest, although they looked bigger and more refined than ordinary sunglasses.

"What is that?"

"Tactical goggles." He lightly pressed a button on the side of the sunglasses.

Instantly, an orange glow formed a holographic fan-shaped light expanding half a meter in front, covering their field of vision.

As White Hair moved his head, the orange hologram swayed back and forth.

"I see you guys..." White Hair murmured, then pulled out a tactical tablet and casually tapped it a few times.

"Is anyone there?" Harry asked, looking at White Hair with hopeful eyes.

"There is someone." White Hair nodded, and the orange holographic screen swayed up and down.

Then, in Harry's astonished gaze, White Hair pulled out a "handgun" and fired it at a spot on the outer periphery of the villa with a "bang."

The sound was minimal, with no flash of light, only a small black metal cone hitting the wall outside and spreading out.

Following that, White Hair, in a manner that defied all expectations, pulled out a metal megaphone from nowhere.

"Hello? Hello?"

"Ahem, Olsiya, are you there? Olsiya, I love you!"

"Olsiya, do you remember the silhouette you left in my eyes under the moonlit flowers that night? Ever since I saw you..."

Sweat poured from Harry's face, partly from urgency and partly from shock as it was his first time working alone with White Hair.

No one had ever told him White Hair was this unreliable!

This was a seriously urgent matter; what was he doing?

The loud megaphone sound traveled from there, then directly into the structure through the exquisite cone.

Unbeknownst to Harry, the beautiful girl inside the bedroom was suddenly jolted awake from sleep.

Then she heard the loud echo reverberating in the room.

"Ah!!"

Then the entire apartment instantly plunged into chaos.

In less than 30 seconds, Harry saw a group of girls with murderous intent charging out.

"Hello, I'm a friend of Mu Fan and Wang Nuonuo. I've been entrusted to retrieve the Sky Communication..."

The pretty girl across from him was so angry she almost took off her bra and threw it at White Hair's face!

"Wait! I am not done with you!"

The sound of hurried footsteps arose, and moments later, a document bag was handed to White Hair.

As soon as White Hair took it, the girl slapped him across the face with a smack.

The chubby guy swallowed his spit and shrank his neck. Things were really fucking chaotic!

He had just come over to pick up some Sky Communication stuff.

Could this turn into a fight?

White Hair wiped his mouth and flashed a brilliant smile, "Girl, that felt good. Hit me again, and I'll take you out for dinner tonight. Tsar Restaurant, candlelight dinner."

"Freak!"

Olsiya felt a shudder down her spine and slammed the door shut, running back to her apartment in haste.

White Hair, still not having enough, watched Olsiya hurrying away. She was the first woman who had ever hit him. The sensation... *tsk*, was thrilling.

Then, he held up the document bag to the sweaty chubby guy beside him, "Got it, let's go mail it."

However, there was a slight hiccup; as the two headed towards the central campus mailing point, suddenly the rolling news screens on both sides of the road popped up with news.

"The Mihua News Network reports first-hand, today at South Suburb Plain in Zhongjing City, a significant event unfolded. This is the registration site for the Mecha Combat Competition, but during the break, a particularly noticeable dispute occurred. Here's the video coverage from our reporter."

As a man and a woman turned around, there was commotion under the stage, and a short reporter-looking guy rushed directly up to the man to question him.

"…Such blatant occupation of resources is extremely despicable and tarnishes the image of the Fourth Star District!"

Then, the questioned man looked up, and a flurry of camera flashes lit up the scene.

The chubby guy rubbed his eyes and exchanged a glance with White Hair.

"Did we see that right? That guy looked like..."

"Mu Fan!"

"And that's Wang Nuonuo next to him!"

"They actually went to participate in the Mecha Combat Competition directly," White Hair and the chubby guy exclaimed together.

Shock appeared in both of their eyes.

Mu Fan had silently signed up for the competition?

Just then, the news screen next to them blared out the host's voice again, "It is reported that the team called Loki Heavy Industry consists of only one person. Yes, you heard right. Apart from a company representative, there's only one official participant, and he's all by himself. This has never happened before in the history of the Mecha Combat Competition…"

"That's really low of them," White Hair squinted as he watched the sneers directed at Mu Fan in the video.

Even a blind man could tell something bad had happened to them.

"What should we do?" the chubby guy asked, giving White Hair a glance as the latter turned serious unexpectedly.

"No need to look for a courier company, let's deliver it ourselves," White Hair raised his wrist to check the time.

The chubby guy looked up Sky Communication, "The Earth Core Car is booked solid for the next few days..."

"Then let's fly over." Yin Shuai's voice was decisive and crisp.

"Harry, notify the others. It's fine if no one else participates, but we still need to show some support. Once we get there, if anyone else wants to compete, I'll stomp their face in."

White Hair took out the Sky Communication and put it to his ear, his eyes fixed on the silent young man on the screen, "Prepare a Gulfstream aircraft, and have it at Dingchuan Academy in 30 minutes."

"Where to?"

White Hair's eyes narrowed as he watched a three-dimensional planetary graphic finally pinpoint a location on the news bar and recited four words:

"Land of Bright Star."

...

The heavily loaded truck didn't stop at the rest area provided in the South Suburb Plain.

Instead, it drove straight ahead, sparing no precious time for Mu Fan.

He needed time to set up the temporary maintenance workshop.

No logistics? No problem, he still had Black.

No people? No problem, he still had Black.

The equipment needed to handle emergency situations for the Extreme Special Soldier was all transported onto this heavy truck.

The five small autonomous robots stored in the truck were Mu Fan's only maintenance team for this battle.

Because Black, the cheeky Intelligent Life, had always been fighting alongside him.

"My lord, where are we headed now?" The voice of a young girl echoed inside the lonely cockpit, where only two figures were present.

"The Land of Bright Star, the other side of the planet, a region I've never been to before."

The truck entered a dark steel tunnel, but Mu Fan's eyes remained bright.

"But they say, that place is a land where life falls and glory rises..."