Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The Empire lost the first match, and it was a very ugly loss. This was probably the most humiliating match the Empire team had ever encountered.
The Empire and the Federation had always been playing with style. Even if they lost the game, they could still save their reputation with the high-end appearance, design content and name of their mechas.
The Lonely Frog suddenly appeared and jumped to the altar of the high-end imperial mecha. If Chris won, then he could only prove that Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, was more powerful than the Lonely Frog.
If Chris had a draw, it meant telling everyone that the Styx Ferryman and the Lonely Frog were equally matched and on the same level.
The above two situations were however of no benefit to the image of Charon, the Ferryman of the Styx. You should know that Charon, the Ferryman of the Styx, was carefully designed by the top mecha manufacturers of the empire, and many historians and aestheticians were hired as Charon’s appearance consultants. This advanced mecha was praised to the sky by the people of the empire as soon as it was released, and even the name of the god was used.
But the worst happened, Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, lost.
Such a mecha that was firmly set on the altar was defeated by a frog who mistook it for a fly.
So the name Charon became the biggest irony.
The Empire could now either madly belittle the Federation’s mecha as it did in the past. In fact, the Federation’s mecha had many black spots this time, such as the name and shape. As long as the Empire focused its fire on the Federation as it did in the past, it could guide the direction of public opinion in minutes.
But at this time, the harder the Empire trampled on the Federation, the more it would slap itself in the face. So in order to save face, the entire Empire began to praise the Lonely Frog in an extremely unified manner, praising how wise and powerful Professor Wang who designed it was, and praising how promising the mecha master Gu Tunan was at a young age. In the process of praising, they inevitably encountered a problem, that was:
But how would they evaluate Tang Bai?
Tang Bai didn’t make many significant changes to the Lonely Frog, but each one played an extremely crucial role in this competition, such as the use of improved mechanical vines, the frog-like appearance, the name Lonely Frog and the final extremely insulting killing move named “Frog Eats Fly”.
This rebellious omega had already caused chaos in the Federation. He was an unstable element and a negative example, which was very different from the omega education promoted by the Empire.
The top brass of the empire weighed the pros and cons, and suddenly an inspiration struck them: besides blowing the whistle on the federation, they could also divert the conflict!
Soon, a bunch of negative articles about Tang Bai came pouring in:
#Unveiling the strange phenomenon of gold-plating resumes in the federal mecha manufacturing circle, Tang Bai found a new partner after his grandfather Tang Rong#
#It turns out that the name of Lonely Frog was given by an omega, how ridiculous!#
#Tang Bai transformed into a flower fairy at the Mecha Cup, and netizens said that he was more suitable to be a vase than a mecha maker#
Because the mechanical vines were developed by Tang Bai and Grandpa Tang together, the negative articles from the Empire seized on this point and made a big fuss about it, saying that the mechanical vines were developed by Grandpa Tang alone, and that Tang Bai’s name was added to gild his grandson’s resume.
The same went for the Lonely Frog. It was clearly Professor Wang’s painstaking work, but Tang Rong forced him to add Tang Bai’s name to it.
The writer confidently clicked on the comment section, and the top comment was: “How come you, a black fan, have so many beautiful pictures of Tangtang! [Something is wrong with you.jpg]”
The pictures on those black drafts were snapshots of Tang Bai sitting on a lotus and touching his virtual wings when the lonely frog was fighting Charon, the ferryman of the Styx.
The lotus was huge, with snow-white petals. The lotus leaves on the water surface merged into a green world. The toes created circles of ripples on the water. Tang Bai sat in the center of the blooming lotus, with his butterfly wings emitting a faint glow, like an elf who was ignorant of the world.
After seeing these pictures, netizens who were originally half brainwashed by the negative articles couldn’t help but say:
“He is so good-looking, he doesn’t look like someone who would do such a thing.”
“Sure enough, cute people give cute names, I love the quack quack.”
“Although, are there any more pictures?”
Black fans: “???”
At this moment, Tang Bai was sitting obediently in the audience seats waiting for the arrangement of the new scene, the Sea of Abyss, and guessing which players would appear in this round.
The new game randomly assigned the match to be held between Empire and Proya.
Proya’s mecha manufacturing technology was relatively backward, and many technologies were taught to Proya by the Federation. Compared with driving mecha, Proya people were better at cold weapon combat and ancient martial arts. Their mecha styles were mostly rough and wild animal shapes. Mo Zheng’s favorite style was thus the Proya style.
Before the competition started, the audience took selfies with the costumes they were randomly assigned. Tang Bai was no exception. He sat in the shell and took a picture of his beautiful little mermaid tail for Xie Ruheng to see.
The fish scales were pink and glowed purple underwater.
“Does it look good?” Tang Bai asked sweetly.
Xie Ruheng feasted his eyes and couldn’t help but smile, imagining the future of the bunny suit.
Bai Li, who was also on the federal team, clicked his tongue when he saw Xie Ruheng’s expression. Although Bai Li was in the mecha manufacturing department, his mecha driving skills were very high, so he was also selected to participate in the competition.
Bai Li didn’t want to eat dog food, so he looked away and saw Bandru walking out of Proya’s lounge. This alpha was very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, with wheat-colored skin, and his exposed tattoo seemed to be an Andean condor.
“Huka!” Bandru greeted the players of the federal team with Proya etiquette. He accidentally saw Tang Bai who was video chatting with Xie Ruheng. The little mermaid on the screen replied to him in a friendly manner, “Huka”.
Hearing Tang Bai’s voice, Bandru smiled embarrassedly and his face turned a little red.
As Tang Bai and Bandru were greeting each other, Chris walked out of the Empire team’s lounge.
Perhaps it was to save face for Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, or perhaps it was because the underwater map was very suitable for Charon, the Empire team still sent Chris to play in this game.
Bandru, who was usually cheerful and generous, was somehow nervous and scratching his head under the gaze of those amber eyes. When he saw Chris leaving, Bandru quickly said, “I’m leaving too.”
“Come on! I wish you victory in the competition!”
Bandru actually had already anticipated the outcome of this match. It was difficult to see rivers and seas in Proya, and their country did not conduct in-depth research on underwater combat mechas.
If the random map this time was a desert map, Bandru would be confident of winning, but unfortunately, this time it was a deep sea map.
However, Bandru had a good attitude. His team participated in the Mecha Cup purely to show support for the Federation and broaden their horizons. They did not pursue any ranking.
“Next, please welcome our Proya team player Bandru with his Mansahao!”
Bandru stood beside his mecha painted with colorful paint and gave Chris a bright smile. His smile was soothing, like a little sun. “My name is Bandru, nice to meet you, your Styx ferryman Charon–“
Before he could finish his words, Chris turned around with a cold face and got on the mecha, leaving Bandru to talk to himself awkwardly.
Bandru scratched his head. Actually, he wanted to praise Charon, the ferryman of the Styx. His skill of turning rivers into glaciers was really cool. He wondered when Proya would be able to achieve such a skill.
Bandru walked onto his mecha while imagining the future. The young man’s thoughts always jumped quickly. The moment he sat in the cockpit, he began to think about what speech he would make if he lost.
Competition came second, friendship came first, wasn’t that what they say?
After the ten-second countdown, both sides dived to the bottom of the sea.
Obviously, Bandru and his mecha were not very good at hiding in the water, and the frightened fish in the sea immediately exposed his position.
“Our player Chris attacked first! He used Cogentus’ Sigh!”
Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, opened his mouth, and a shock wave of cold air suddenly rushed towards the Mansahao like a snow-white torrent!
The ice and snow extended layer by layer, and before the first flood arrived, the mecha controlled by Chris used the Ferry Grip like thunder!
In an instant, a row of ice spikes shot out in the direction of the long pole. Countless ice spikes pierced the water flow and blocked Bandru’s escape direction. As long as the water was hit by the ice spikes of the Ferry’s Grip, the water where Bandru was would freeze into ice.
At this moment, the ice spikes covered the range that the Mansahao could escape from, up, down, left and right. If the Mansahao wanted to move backwards at this time, he could not escape Cogentus’ sigh.
“What a powerful predictive ability! All of Bandru’s escape routes have been blocked!”
Seeing that he couldn’t escape, Bandru simply used the mecha’s most powerful killer move, “Storm Vortex”. The vortex storm created by the Mansahao violently shattered the ice spikes and crushed the surrounding plants and props to pieces.
Although this killing move was very powerful, its disadvantage was that it would disturb the mecha’s field of vision. Bandru couldn’t see where Chris was at all at this moment. He was highly focused because he knew that the moment the vortex stopped, the opponent would rush up to attack.
A ghost-like figure emerged from the deep sea.
The time was now!
A torrent of ice and snow rushed over. Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, held up a long pole and gently pushed at the Mansahao. With just a brief contact, the ice froze a quarter of the Mansahao.
Chris raised the pole, and the eyes on the humanoid mecha emitted red light, neutralizing the attack that Bandru had no time to launch.
The following fight was like a one-sided massacre. Chris used his killer moves that he had no time to use in the previous round and used them all on the poor Proya player.
The host said with emotion: “This is simply a show of skills by Charon, the god of the underworld!”
The mecha was shackled by the ice prison and Bandru was unable to move. What was worse was that the protective layer of his mecha seemed to be broken, seawater pouring into the cockpit, and the keyboard was crackling and flashing with electric light.
Bandru, a landlubber, seemed to have a brain short circuit. His first reaction was not to wipe the keyboard, but to panic and look for an oxygen mask.
[Pfft, the entertainment effect is full]
[Why is there an oxygen tank in the cockpit of the Bandru mecha?! That’s too stupid, hahahaha]
The keyboard was broken, so Bandru made up his mind and switched to free operation mode. The neural link could transmit the mecha’s sensing to his brain. The fear of drowning made Bandrew unable to breathe.
Help!
No, no, this is just a message from the mecha, I’m in the cockpit, I’m fine, I’m not submerged in water!
Bandru tried desperately to encourage himself and tried to move, but the mecha was frozen. At this moment, he was like a diver entangled by seaweed.
Bandru struggled with all his strength, but the ice didn’t move at all.
He looked at the god-like mecha through the display screen in despair. The mecha raised its foot and stepped on the display screen, and slowly pressed the Mansahao into the mud of the deep sea like stepping on an ant.
At the beginning, the barrage was still very active, but when Charon, the ferryman of the Styx, stepped the head of the mecha of the Proya player into the deep sea mud and did not release his killing move, but just watched the player flailing his limbs and struggling hard, the laughter in the barrage gradually stopped.
Chris only needed one more move to defeat his opponent and end the fight.
But he didn’t.
Chris’s mind flashed with the cheers of the people around him when he was defeated, especially the dazzling smiles of the Proya team. He kept stepping on the head of the mecha and watched his opponent struggling in the mud and sea water with a cold expression. The malice in his heart seemed to spread like the sea water stirred by mud and sand.
The cockpit was flooded with seawater, and the oxygen content in the oxygen cylinder dropped to the lowest level. Bandru never gave up the fight from beginning to end, but the suppression of strength made his resistance seem like a joke. In the end, the machine recognized that he was in danger of suffocation and automatically helped him to give up.
No comments were made to mock Bandru who fought till the last moment. Someone just said: “I think Chris went a little too far.”
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