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Lin Yuan felt a sense of pride at this moment, a smug satisfaction that came from the success of his cunning plan. Just thinking about his entire scheme and the furious reactions he would provoke from the Gatekeeper and the Mutants made him feel like a genius.
He had set off from the S-5 Sub-base several hours ago, moving at top speed as soon as he stepped outside. He swiftly evaded over a dozen flying vehicles before plunging into the vast Ocean. After traveling about five to six hundred kilometers into the depths of the Ocean, he finally slowed down, made a detour, and lowered his altitude to thirty meters above the surface. Then, he proceeded north at a leisurely speed of three hundred kilometers per hour.
This was part of his earlier strategy; in order to play hide and seek with those Mutants, he first needed to find a hiding place that they could never imagine.
Three hours later, he had veered off his original course by a thousand kilometers to the north. At this point, he turned back toward land, slowly making his way until he hovered Mouse One about ten kilometers from the shore. There, he began assembling the parts he had modified back at the Sub-base.
These parts were semi-finished products because Lin Yuan suspected the Gatekeeper would be on high alert for any clues. Thus, he had no choice but to assemble them at this moment.
In less than half an hour, he successfully assembled the components he needed: four inconspicuous conical drills, all installed around Mouse One.
These four conical drills were Lin Yuan's secret weapon, controlled by a single engine for convenience and speed. They were also equipped with a long-range control device that could operate within five hundred meters.
As Lin Yuan issued commands, the four conical drills quickly deployed, burrowing into the seawater like venomous snakes. Within seconds, they reached about two hundred meters deep on the ocean floor and continued to drill deeper. Once they had enough pulling power, Lin Yuan stopped Mouse One's engine and sealed all entrances, double-checking its airtightness.
He then activated the four conical drills, slowly pulling Mouse One down into the depths of the sea. The entire process was smooth and stable; in less than three minutes, Mouse One was completely submerged.
But this was just the beginning. As Lin Yuan continued to give commands, the four conical drills began to spin rapidly on the ocean floor. They stirred up sediment while gradually burying Mouse One. Everything went perfectly until Mouse One was completely hidden from view.
At this point, Lin Yuan let out a sigh of relief and quickly dug himself a pit to conceal himself as well. He lowered the output power of his Energy Engine to 975%, which was currently his best standard for hiding while conscious. Simply put, even if a Mutant with a higher-grade energy detector were within ten meters of him, they would be unable to detect his presence.
He felt confident about this; after all, his engine was far superior to that of an E1-level Mechanical Warrior!
So, he just needed to patiently wait for a while.
Lin Yuan was very clear that if he always relied on Mouse One to play hide and seek in the air, it would definitely lead to a disastrous outcome. Those Mutants, since they could cultivate e-Class Elite Warriors, could not be described as mere country bumpkins or cave dwellers. If provoked, they might purchase more advanced aircraft from smugglers, and by then, he would only have the fate of being shot down.
Moreover, he had an internal threat; unless he was willing to hide like a prisoner in the S-5 Sub-base forever, he would undoubtedly meet his end.
This was a deadlock; those Mutants were incredibly powerful, and he had no way to break through it.
Therefore, he needed to change the situation. He had to proceed at his own pace, which meant disappearing—disappearing for a long time!
And the time he wanted to disappear for was a full three years!
Yes, that was his plan. He believed that his previous actions had thoroughly angered those Mutants; this was evident from their extensive construction of Observation Towers.
But what would happen if he suddenly vanished without a trace at this critical moment?
He couldn't wait to imagine their chaos. He wanted to exhaust the patience of those Mutants and drive them into despair with their searches. Then, as time passed, he would relax.
What he needed was this result, and when that time came, it would be his moment to strike swiftly.
Just as Lin Yuan hid deep beneath the sea, Ural was nearly going insane. It was so frustrating! He had already flown around the entire planet dozens of times in his Black Feather Fighter and even deployed fifty Phantom Aircraft with over ten thousand Mutants searching meticulously from Lin Yuan's last known location. Yet the final result was utterly maddening!
Nothing! No trace! It was as if Lin Yuan's Mouse One had never existed at all. Even the Gatekeeper couldn't figure out what was going on.
The massive search had continued for an entire year across the continent, with Ural leading the flight formation of Mutants, scouring countless other continents, even conducting distant searches of the most dangerous regions like Antarctica and the Arctic.
Ural found himself wondering if that damned bastard was really dead.
“He’s not dead. If he were, I would have received news immediately. He must be hiding somewhere! You all need to intensify the search and drag that damned bastard out!” Gatekeeper insisted firmly, equally furious because Lin Yuan's tactics were completely against the rules!
But Ural was tired of this situation. As an E-Class Elite Warrior, he might not have the certification from Mechanical City, but he couldn’t waste precious time on such matters. Damn it, he had already spent a whole year!
“I can’t keep searching; it’s a bottomless pit. The production of Mutated Yellow Sand Jade Ore has already dropped significantly because of this search, not to mention other losses. Damn it, if I waste any more time searching, the Family Council will cut my profits in half. Listen well, my old friend, if we want to catch that bastard, we’ll need your help. He can’t hide forever; by next tax year, that bastard will have to come out. At that point, we can deal with him then! Right now, we need to resume production immediately!”
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