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"You mean this kind of super strong energy comes from within us?" Goddess Number 22 exclaimed in disbelief.
"Yes, this energy is stronger than both you and me," Jack replied with a confident tone. "This energy was just revealed, and the person carrying it possesses Super Strong Subatomic Particles."
"And then?"
"Super Strong Subatomic Particles mean that this person can die countless times but still remain unharmed."
"That's incredible," Goddess Number 22 still seemed skeptical. If that's true, then humanity is bound to win in Tomorrow's Battle. But if the information is inaccurate, Tomorrow's Battle could turn into a bloodbath, leading to the annihilation of humanity.
"When did you start doubting my sensing device?" Jack asked.
"I don't doubt it; I just find it too sudden and unexpected. With Tomorrow's Battle approaching, it's hard to believe such good news," Goddess Number 22 pondered. "You said this information was just revealed, so who exactly is carrying this energy?"
"I'm not sure either. However, after checking the surveillance, I didn't find any anomalies. There was just one person in your training ground who seemed special."
"Oh? Tell me more."
Jack activated the Surveillance Device, and the screen displayed an image of Xiao Qiang arguing with a guard.
"You can't be talking about him, right?"
At that moment, the screen flickered with distortion, making it difficult to see the figures clearly. "Look, this is caused by the super strong magnetic energy. It directly affects the surveillance equipment. If it's not him, then who else could it be?"
Goddess Number 22 nodded as if realizing something. "I see. So what do we do next?"
Jack looked at the three-dimensional sensing device. "We need to find an opportunity to test it."
"Then I'll go and bring him here now," Goddess Number 22 said as she rolled up her sleeves confidently.
Jack shook his head. "You know, I'm worried about you. How will you ever fit in as a daughter-in-law in the future? Hanging around with men like this doesn't seem very ladylike."
"Hey, hey," Number 22 laughed heartily, "how do we get him here?"
"He's not an object; he's a person. Remember, he's a man with feelings. Be gentle, and he might just come to you on his own," Jack joked.
Number 22 pouted playfully, raising her fingers in a delicate gesture. "Master, please have a seat." She burst into laughter, her body shaking with mirth. "I... I just feel so awkward."
Jack chuckled as well. "Alright, you should take a break. That kid is stubborn; he'll keep coming back to challenge you."
"Really?"
"In your words, 'Until one reaches the Yellow River, one does not give up.' He's that willful."
"Thank you, teacher." For some reason, upon hearing that Wildfire would come to challenge her again, Number 22's spirits suddenly lifted. After sending her teacher off, she couldn't help but hum a tune.
Her dorm room was unique within the entire military camp—perhaps it was special treatment. Inside was a bed and a simple vanity table with a mirror above it. Below the mirror was a small drawer filled with various lipsticks. These luxurious items were gifts from L and K, who had always hoped she would regain her gentle and reserved demeanor.
But deep down, she had one goal: revenge. This was the first time she sat upright at the vanity, gazing at her weathered face reflected in the mirror. She reached out slowly to touch it. A bright tear rolled down her cheek at her fingertip's touch, gliding away and merging into her skin.
Seeing him felt like reuniting with a long-lost family member, yet there seemed to be an insurmountable barrier separating them. She pulled out the chain from around her neck; she couldn't remember when she had acquired it. The story of the chain was filled with sorrow and pain; countless nights had been haunted by muddled dreams brought on by it.
Her memories were fleeting and chaotic. She had tried to recover lost memories but had repeatedly failed. Finally, fatigue set in as weariness washed over her.
A long-forgotten dream unexpectedly resurfaced. The mature and handsome face before her suddenly bore a more resolute expression. He remained silent, his expressive eyes watching her intently.
They were close enough to touch yet unable to reach each other. She stepped forward, and he bravely took a step closer too. Suddenly, between them rolled a terrifying mimicry creature.
"Be careful..." she screamed, jolting awake from the dream. Covering her racing heart with her hands, she realized it had all been just a fleeting dream. She turned on the light and got up to wash her face with cold water, shivering uncontrollably before quickly diving back into her sleeping bag, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling in a daze.
The night passed in a haze of dreams and illusions. As per her usual habit, she woke early in the morning but felt off; all she could think about were his deep black eyes gazing at her.
She looked at her slightly haggard reflection in the mirror and asked herself who he really was and why he haunted her dreams.
"Who is she? Why can't I sleep?" At the same time, Xiao Qiang was also questioning himself when an urgent assembly disrupted his thoughts. After some chaos, L walked in for the first time to inform the N Team members that tomorrow's battle plan had been moved up; they needed to prepare to depart immediately.
The N Team members were being transported by a BSP-8 'Storm King' olive-green military transport aircraft. The worst part was that Xiao Qiang still hadn't figured out how to operate the KT3 mechanical MctcH Mech Suit.
Under Liu Yi's guidance, as he awkwardly squeezed himself into the KT3 suit, he felt clumsy and restricted in movement. To make matters worse, when boarding the aircraft, he needed someone to push him from behind just to lift the heavy mech suit onto the plane—what a humiliating situation... He muttered under his breath as his voice was drowned out by the roaring noise of the aircraft.
The transport aircraft whirred above as Captain L maintained constant communication with the N Team members from the command center. Liu Yi was at the core of the N Team's operations as he directed their combat strategies.
As they approached enemy territory for an aerial drop, Liu Yi shouted for everyone to prepare for parachuting. Xiao Qiang felt frustrated; he didn't know how to unfasten his parachute buckle. It seemed designed specifically to thwart him—no matter how anxious he became, he couldn't get it open. Just then, the aircraft shook violently with a loud bang as flames erupted from beneath it, engulfing the cabin in fire—every member of the N Team perished in an instant.
He screamed out loud.
"Hey! Buddy! Wake up!"
Laughter erupted in the cabin. No one expected that this guy could still be sound asleep right before the battle.
Xiao Qiang woke up and glanced around at his laughing companions. In that moment of silly grinning, he recalled the nightmare he had just experienced, which was truly terrifying. Just then, Liu Yi shouted, "Team N, prepare to jump!" The scene resembled that of his dream, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.
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