Chapter 368: Turtle in a Jar
When the official voice of the Mecha Association announced the end of the match, Extreme Special Soldier R should have turned and left, but it didn't move.
Mu Fan lowered his head again and looked at the now completely silent Extreme Special Soldier R beneath his feet.
Just now, Black had transmitted a voice message to him, a message that came from Rodrick, who had been alive just seconds before. In the voice, there was fatigue, yet it carried a sense of liberation, finally having achieved emancipation.
"I'm Rodrick, I didn't disclose the engine information, please save my family, thank you... and, I'm sorry for..."
The voice abruptly cut off.
Because of a loud bang, the signal vanished.
Mu Fan remained silent, knowing that what likely followed was the scene of an 8000-ton hydraulic punch completely crushing the cockpit.
Are you sorry for Nuonuo, or is it Loki Heavy Industry?
But as death extinguishes life, at least in the end, this former Grand Chief Mechanical Master of Loki, whom he had never met, had expressed his true remorse.
Now I truly respect you as an opponent.
And it seems that this involves some sort of insider dealings...
Mu Fan's brow inadvertently furrowed.
"Please have Loki Heavy Industry's mecha leave the field, and the defeated side should clear the debris."
Above them, the voice of the staff came again.
The black head of the Extreme Special Soldier suddenly looked up to the sky, silently watching for about three seconds.
Then, the Extreme Special Soldier lowered its head again and, to the astonishment of the staff, abruptly reached out with its right hand to grab the neck of Deep Blue Cavalry and violently hoisted it up.
What is he doing!?
The Extreme Special Soldier then turned towards the direction of the Loki Heavy Industry observation platform, took a step forward.
As it passed a red rifle with half its barrel buried in the ground, it casually pulled it out and placed it in the weapon slot on the back of Deep Blue Cavalry.
The black Extreme Special Soldier, single-handedly gripping the blue mech, dragged it towards its own side.
The audience's eyes widened - what was happening!?
Killing the opponent's Mechanical Master and now taking their mecha away?
"Holy shit, this is insane!"
Even White Hair, who had been enjoying the show, couldn't help but exclaim.
The chubby ones were dumbstruck, wondering why Mu Fan would do something like this...
The previous match had been quite normal.
"Extreme Special Soldier, please put down the mecha in your hand! Put down the mech belonging to Lan Du Military Group!" A flying vehicle descended from the Sky Mother Ship, the workers aboard it specially dispatched to issue a warning.
Inside the cockpit, Mu Fan heard this, his eyelid twitched, but his gaze remained indifferent.
The Extreme Special Soldier suddenly stopped moving, looked up at the flying vehicle now hovering above, still not letting go of the deep blue mech.
Seeing the walking black mech finally stop, the staff aboard the flying vehicle again picked up the microphone and shouted, "Extreme Special Soldier, put down the mech in your hand."
Not only did the sound reach Mu Fan in the cockpit, but it also reached the ears of all the spectators.
Initially, they had cheered for this black mech, but now they were also puzzled.
The fight was already over, so why drag away the wreckage of the opponent's mech?
This action seemed a bit excessive.
Thus, at this moment, they all watched the Extreme Special Soldier, waiting for an explanation from the Mechanical Master inside the mech.
The next second, Mu Fan's indifferent voice emanated from the mech's head:
"This mech... belongs to Loki Heavy Industry."
After saying this, the Extreme Special Soldier lowered its head again, its right hand still tightly gripping the deep blue Extreme Special Soldier R, and continued to stride forward.
The people in the stands were stunned.
What did that mean?
This Mecha clearly belongs to the Lan Du Military Group, okay?
However, some people showed a horrified expression after deep thought.
Because they realized that what the Extreme Special Soldier Mechanical Master said might have some truth, not to mention anything else, that terrifying purple energy sphere, after everyone had given up supporting the Extreme Special Soldier, was actually directly held up with both hands.
This was simply beyond their comprehension.
But if it was as the Mechanical Master had just explained, then everything seemed to make sense again, only the same type of Mecha could control that energy.
Hearing Mu Fan's words, the two employees on the aircraft were also having a hard time deciding what to do in this situation.
They needed to consult their superiors, so the two employees decided to finish consulting before drawing conclusions, especially since this was a live competition, and they couldn't act rashly.
However, at that moment, a somewhat indifferent yet commanding voice suddenly came from the aircraft communicator.
"Detain the Deep Blue Cavalry, do not allow the Extreme Special Soldier to take this Mecha away."
The two employees exchanged glances, this seemed to be Lord Ran, from the Interstellar Mecha Association, the Ace Mechanical Master, whose rank had already exceeded Tier 8 two years ago!
"Lord, are we not conducting authenticity verification?"
"Do not. This Mecha is disputed, and it will be seized first by the Interstellar Mecha Association, Hundred Martial Comet Force will assist you." The voice on the other end of the communicator showed dissatisfaction towards his subordinates' questioning, and there was already a hint of chill in his tone.
This made the two employees hurriedly respond in panic, "Yes, Lord Ran!"
The two men looked up to see those twenty silver Mechas, hovering and descending in the sky, with wings raised behind their backs and holding the Comet Weapon Boxes!
A fiery look appeared in their eyes. This was the first time these ordinary employees could directly connect with the Hundred Martial Comet Force.
Since Lord Ran had spoken, everything else should be easier to handle.
"The Mecha Extreme Special Soldier below, regarding your concerns, the Interstellar Mecha Association promises to solve them. But please put down the Mecha in your hands and let the Mecha Association take over; the investigation results will be announced within three days."
The announcement suddenly came from the rising aircraft, and this time the notice seemed indisputable.
This time, Mu Fan's eyelids didn't even lift.
In his eyes, the girl on the screen, covering her face with her hands and silently crying, was his ultimate destination for this journey.
Regarding explanations, he had already given them.
"Mecha Association official warning, please, competing participant Extreme Special Soldier, put down the Mecha in your hands!"
"Please put down the Mecha in your hands!"
"Please put down..."
After three consecutive calls, the black Extreme Special Soldier still marched forward, completely ignoring the so-called warnings.
Some spectators, originally ready to turn their attention to other areas after the competition, started to have involuntary twitches on their forehead upon seeing this scene.
Trouble was brewing!
Not only did those spectators turn their gaze back, but more eyes also began to focus here.
On the Sky Mother Ship, the silver-haired Naden cast a cold glance towards a middle-aged man in a black uniform not far from him, and when he spoke, the nearby people involuntarily held their breath.
"Lord Ran, your order?"
The middle-aged man in black had a stern face, the sharp light in his eyes alone was disconcerting. Upon hearing Naden's words, he slightly turned his body.
"It was me."
"Why detain the Lan Du Military Group's Mecha."
"Because I am very interested in this deep-blue Mecha. If this technology is acquired by the association, the benefits are obvious," said the man named Ran, with a slight sneer on his lips.
Why question something so obviously beneficial for the organization?
"We are under public scrutiny right now, and doing this looks too unsightly," Naden couldn't refute Ran's point, but he couldn't tolerate such an action that completely disregarded the organization's image.
"It will all calm down soon, besides, the other party doesn't have much of a background, just a small Mechanical Master." Ran waved his hand and ceased speaking, resting his chin on his hands with interest as he looked below.
There, the Hundred Martial Comet Force had already begun to descend, faintly forming a circle...
Caught in a trap!
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