Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

"Affiliated Company... Arabella Weapons Company!"

Mu Fan coldly repeated the name by his side.

"Affiliated Company... Loki Heavy Industry!"

At the ninth stronghold, a middle-aged man wearing flat glasses saw the information on the screen, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered, "It's actually Loki Heavy Industry."

After saying this, he looked at the Sky Communication held by an attendant next to him and scoffed, "Good nephew, fate is always so wonderful. The opponent is Loki Heavy Industry. Are you still interested in the Wang Family's daughter now? I think now is a good opportunity."

A young face appeared on the Sky Communication, carefully looked at, it was Zhang Yuanren who had once met Mu Fan at Dingchuan Academy.

At this moment, within the Sky Communication, he was holding a glass of red wine and sitting on a sofa, smiling through the Sky Communication signal tens of light-years away to look here.

Arabella Weapons Company, his own unique enterprise.

However, there were important matters to attend to at the academy, so the important task of participating in the Mecha Tournament was handed over to his own uncle.

After hearing the name of Loki Heavy Industry, Zhang Yuanren's face clearly showed an intriguing smile:

"No need, Loki Heavy Industry is no longer worth my investment, and Wang Nuonuo no longer has that much appeal. I am now making full efforts to court Miss Octavia from the Fourth Army Group of Capital Star. Of course, I don't mind talking to them, and if they are willing to merge into the Birch Group and become an affiliate of Arabella Weapons Company, I wouldn't mind."

He waved his hand nonchalantly, and Zhang Yuanren continued, "Dear uncle, please bring the information on the screen closer."

The glasses-wearing middle-aged man moved the Sky Communication closer to the giant screen.

"Yes, very good, let me look at the opponent's data, is it still the same mecha as last time? Hmm~~ indeed, no improvement at all. Mecha: Extreme Special Soldier, such a tacky name. Mechanical Master… Mu Fan!?"

Zhang Yuanren's wine glass suddenly emitted a sound of being overwhelmed.

Crack, the originally handsome youth now had a cold expression on his face.

"What's wrong, Yuan Ren?"

"Uncle, please ask Lieutenant Colonel Shi Wuyi to ensure... the opponent must be killed in this battle. As a reward, I will clear his way to a promotion to Colonel!"

Zhang Yuanren's face carried an indescribable hatred and coldness.

"Enemies inevitably meet each other. This time, you have to face the real prototype of Arabella Company — Gale Gladiator, and the Mechanical Master is none other than Lieutenant Colonel Shi Wuyi from the Third Star District Military Department, the Ace Mechanical Master of the Federation!"

In formal combat, he has destroyed 591 mechas!

Rank 7 as ace, minimum destruction count 500.

Rank 8 Mechanical Master, minimum destruction count 700.

And Shi Wuyi, he truly is an ace of the seventh rank!

Since the failure of last exhibition's Wind Speed Competitor in the qualifying competition, Arabella Weapons Company has truly brought out their most valuable asset.

A real prototype from the battlefield — Gale Gladiator!

Two turbo helium eighth-generation engines symmetrically distributed on either side, plus one Gale Engine at the exact middle of the back, a genuine ninth-generation piece!

Two swords made from Michael Particle Light Blades on the left and right, and a real Mecha-specific killing weapon — "Gale Rotor".

This will be a battle marking an unparalleled glory of Arabella Weapons Company marching toward the interstellar!

The glasses-wearing middle-aged man nodded, "Understood, dear nephew. Rest assured about Lieutenant Colonel Shi. And for tomorrow's battle, please enjoy watching our Mecha's gallantry."

"Hahahaha~~"

From the Sky Communication, Zhang Yuanren's unbridled laughter was heard.

…

"Really unexpected to meet again."

Mu Fan quietly mused, overheard by Wang Nuonuo.

Destiny always likes to play a joke at the most critical moments.

"My lord…"

"Nuonuo, how much funds do you still have in your hands?" Mu Fan suddenly turned and asked.

"I can only use the funds from the Blue Capital Star branch here, although the branch staff are temporarily detained by the police, my fund account is unaffected, there's still about seven hundred million in liquid assets... What's wrong, my lord?"

"Check the odds offered by the Interstellar Gambling Company."

Mu Fan spoke, and Wang Nuonuo pulled out Mu Fan's "Sky Communication" device and pressed a few keys; she quickly accessed the official website.

"Opening odds, Loki Heavy Industry vs Arabella, 1.76 to 0.9."

"Take out the money you think you can afford to bet, and bet on my victory."

"Okay," Nuonuo nodded. As for how much money? She might as well bet it all, as she didn't have much else to lose.

These two were inconspicuous in the vast crowd. While others fought for honor, they fought for survival.

For Mu Fan, even deeper, it was a fight for revenge!

...

After passing through a dense, broad-leaved jungle across the plains, the terrain began to rise, and their view suddenly expanded.

The plain was full of jungles, beyond which were highlands, and beyond the highlands were cliffs. Below the cliffs was the ceaselessly surging blue ocean!

On the highland, there were several huge natural basins. From the sky, many black dots were already moving around them.

A colossal Sky Mother Ship floated beneath the clouds, representing the pinnacle of technology, far surpassing the size of battle mother ships.

It could be called a massively enlarged aerial city!

All spectators coming from the other side of the planet would eventually enter the viewing seats on the Sky Mother Ship.

The parking apron in the corner of the deck was already filled with countless private flying vehicles; public vehicles were prohibited from landing on the Sky Mother Ship, implying that numerous wealthy individuals were already present on the ship.

Four individuals stepped out from a beautifully designed spaceship, with attendants bending and bowing at their sides.

"Gu lost contact yesterday morning, we don't know where he went. William Academy has a mission, following a mentor to a nearby planet for a visit. Now it's just the four of us. We're fewer in numbers, but we must let Mu Fan know that he's not alone!"

Yin Shuai, dressed in a luxurious and elegant suit, now seemed every bit the tycoon, his white tuft of hair adding an effortlessly dashing air.

Beside him were the chubby Harry, the paparazzi fanatic Li Xiaoxi, and Wang Nuonuo's close friend Ling Chuchu.

This was White Hair's first time acting with such solemnity. When their Gulfstream aircraft appeared at the Dingchuan Academy entrance, one could only imagine how many shocked eyes witnessed them boarding.

This was the mysterious White Hair!

"VIP seats, four spots." Approaching the entrance of the viewing area on the Sky Mother Ship, White Hair casually tossed a card, and the staff opposite hurriedly bowed in welcome.

Then they entered the massive viewing area, teeming with tens of thousands of excited people.

In the center of the venue was an incredibly striking hollow area.

Directly beneath this area were four slightly regular-shaped giant basins.

From 300 meters in the air, the view was extraordinarily good!

A blond male host wearing sunglasses, with a passionate voice and an exaggerated bowing gesture, took the stage:

"Ladies and gentlemen, here you will witness the most stunning and thrilling mecha battles of the year, where numerous experts from across the universe gather, and their glory will be born before your eyes!"

"Next, the Mech Combat Tournament formally begins. Divided into Areas 35-38, each area a natural basin, four battles will occur simultaneously. So, hold your breath, control your excitement. Because the excitement—"

"Is about to begin!"

"The first round of battle pairings is as follows; let our blood boil!"

The blond man with sunglasses shouted out the first round's lineup with maximum volume.

"Thunderbolt Heavy Industry 'Thunder Bear' VS Blue Grey Weapons 'Giant Winged Bird'!"

"Teeth Mountain Mecha 'Skeleton Three Type' VS West Weapons 'Dead Soldier'!"

...

"Loki Heavy Industry 'Extreme Special Soldier' VS Arabella 'Gale Gladiator'!"

"This is the purest form of combat, where the victor will advance, and the loser will have nothing. The Mech Combat Tournament preliminaries—officially commence!"

Above the Sky Mother Ship, the crowd erupted in thunderous cheers, their excitement stirred at that moment.

Boom!

A massive flare shot into the sky, bursting into thousands of colors.

Thud, thud, thud.

In the four giant basins, eight distinctly colored mechas stepped in!