WPGPSFM Ch. 125

Translator: Dj22031

Editor: Dj22031

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“If you think you’re going to lose, use this biological infection technology virus.”

Pamela looked at the Wangwang Sanbei that was trying to steal her artillery carriage and cursed it as a mad dog in her heart.

If her rival really took away her carriage, she would be more embarrassed than Dave. She could even think of the headlines that the unscrupulous media would write.

#Shock! Sled dog makes the goddess of night unemployed#

#Shame! The Empire lost three games in a row against the Federation! #

#The secret of why Pamela is obsessed with cats: she was once chased and bitten by a dog#

When her finger touched the virus activation button, Pamela hesitated for a moment. Although the Empire’s biological infection technology was far ahead of the Federation, if the Federation detected her violation, she would be banned for life.

“Beautiful! Our Wangwang Senbei is sneaking around next to the carriage of the Night Goddess Nyx!”

Pamela was startled and pressed the start button in an instant!

Biological infection technology could not only be used in virtual networks but could also be extended to reality.

In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, all mechas in the Mecha Cup must be connected to the star network. However, it was precisely because of the network connection that the virus had the opportunity to play. The virus could be transmitted to the opponent’s mecha through the star network, and the opponent’s mecha and one’s own mecha formed a relationship similar to that of a mother and child, so that the mother virus could feel the behavior trajectory of the child.

In layman’s terms, it meant “I predicted your prediction.”

Not only that, the virus could also devour the energy of the mecha, and convert the energy of the enemy mecha into its own energy through the star network connection to strengthen itself.

When the enemy mecha lacked energy, the commands issued by the mecha would be delayed to a certain extent. The error was about a few tenths of a second. It sounded like a very slight error, but in a mecha competition, even a very small error may lead to a reversal of the situation.

Simply put, it added a delay to the opponent.

The Wangwang Senbei mecha that was about to pounce on the carriage was about to seize the carriage turret, but the energy bombs on the turret suddenly opened fire at full force. The agile Wangwang Senbei mecha immediately rolled in the snow, but it was still a step too slow and was hit in the hind legs.

“The Night Goddess Nyx used the Night Meteor to attack the Wangwang Senbei Mecha. Our Wangwang Senbei Mecha—” the host said regretfully: “It was accidentally hit!”

[What’s going on? It’s as if Mo Zheng deliberately crashed into the direction where the energy bomb was going to be fired.]

[With Mo Zheng’s level, he could have easily dodged this attack. Maybe he was a little too proud of himself because victory was so imminent.]

[Don’t fight to lose this one]

A strange feeling of dizziness and weakness attacked his body. Mo Zheng looked at the damage rate of the mecha on the optical computer with a bit of frustration. He could obviously avoid this attack, so why did he suddenly become dazed just now?

The fierce battle left him no time to think carefully. Overwhelming energy bombs were fired at him. Mo Zheng felt strenuous when he controlled the mecha to dodge for the first time. He didn’t know if it was a coincidence or the opponent’s predictive ability was too strong. Every time his escape route overlapped with the bombing route.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the mecha’s reaction seemed to have slowed down, but Mo Zheng couldn’t be sure whether it was because the mecha had malfunctioned or because his mental state was not good at the moment.

The damage rate of the mecha continued to increase. Because the hind limbs of the mecha were damaged, its movement speed was weakened. Under the fierce attack of energy bombs, the speed of the Wangwang Senbei would only get slower and slower.

Another wave of energy bombs came at high speed. When Mo Zheng narrowly avoided them, he suddenly heard a loud bang. It was the sound of hail hitting the mecha.

In addition to the inconvenience of mobility, the snowy mountain map also posed the risk of avalanches.

Those energy bombs not only bombed the Wangwang Senbei, but also shot down a snow peak along the way!

The vast white torrent came crashing down towards Mo Zheng with a deafening sound. Only then did he realize that he had been so busy dodging the energy bombs that he had ignored the changes in the environment, but it was too late.

In just a moment, the avalanche swept through the Wangwang Senbei mecha with a devastating force, and the damage rate of the mecha soared to 70%. Pamela seized this opportunity to stage a drama of beating the snow dog. Because of Chris’s lesson, Pamela simply broke the defense system of the mecha and stopped like a gentleman.

He didn’t know why, but when Mo Zheng came out of the cockpit, his face wasn’t much better than Bandru’s.

If an expert from the Empire Bio-infection Technology came out to explain, then all problems would be solved. The frequency waves released by the bio-infection technology virus could affect the normal operation of the human blood-brain barrier. Mo Zheng’s mental confusion was due to the temporary failure of the blood-brain barrier.

[Pamela is amazing, she is worthy of being an Empire player]

[The Wangwang Senbei was played around]

[The Empire is still very strong. I heard that Charles is stronger than Pamela. The Federation team will have a tough battle next.]

[You guys were still mocking the Empire for not being able to afford to lose. I think Mo Zheng’s facial expression management is completely out of control now.]

Mo Zheng walked into the lounge backstage. He sat on the sofa alone in a daze. When the senior came over to say hello, he did not respond immediately.

“Don’t care too much about winning or losing.” The senior comforted Mo Zheng a few words, and Mo Zheng forced himself to cheer up and smile.

Xie Ruheng looked at Mo Zheng’s pale face, and his phoenix eyes seemed to recall something.

The next few games were between Pamela and mecha pilots from other countries. Pamela shined. Her excellent predictive ability made everyone bow to her. Even Gu Tunan said that this alpha was very strong.

“It is said that Charles is more powerful than Pamela, but Charles has not made a move yet. It seems that the Empire is planning to hide Charles and save him as a trump card in the final round.” The coach of the Federation team has high hopes for Xie Ruheng: “But we have Xiao Xie!”

The competition format for the Mecha Cup’s lower age group was five to two. When the results came out in the evening, it was no surprise that the Federal Team and the Imperial Team in the lower age group entered the new round.

At the same time, members of the older age group also opened the curtain of the competition. They said older age because the youngest member of this group was 39 years old.

Among interstellar people, whose average age was 200 years old, forty was the golden age for an alpha.

Tang Bai saw Jiao Jian’s name on the competition list. Jiao Jian had lowered the average age of the older age group by his own efforts. At the same time, he also saw Gu Mian’s name on the list.

….

The residence of the Empire players.

Andre sat at the table with a plate of Federal-style imperial steak, and while he elegantly cut the steak into small portions, he listened to Pamela and Dave bickering.

Pamela and Dave’s families were political enemies. In addition to family reasons, their relationship seemed to have some emotional entanglements. It was said that they once liked the same omega.

Apart from anything else, when it came to dealing with the Federation, Pamela was a peace advocate, while Dave was a war advocate.

Andre bit off the delicate red meat with his snow-white teeth and narrowed his beautiful eyes in pleasure at the delicious taste. While enjoying the delicious taste, he listened to the coach analyzing tactics to the players.

The professor developed a complete set of detailed plans for each person, including “How to cheat and win reasonably when meeting Xie Ruheng.” When the coach gave Andre a private lesson, his plan became “How do you lose gracefully, Your Highness?”

It could not be said that Andre was very bad. In fact, this alpha who received royal education since childhood had quite good mecha operating skills. At least he was the most powerful one among all the peace-loving princes.

However, the opponents of the Mecha Cup Federation Team were some of the most powerful alpha mecha masters, and the two were not in the same league.

The prince was asked to cheat, but he refused to do so. However, the reason he gave was that his skills were obvious to all, and if he improved dramatically all of a sudden, people would be suspicious. It was hard to refute.

After the coach spoke heartfeltly about a dozen tactics for losing with dignity, he saw the handsome prince in front of him wipe his lips with a tissue and said softly, “You make a lot of sense. I’m grateful for your advice.”

Apart from anything else, Andre’s attitude was really good and he always made the coach feel warm and at ease.

The coach walked in front of everyone and said, “Everyone should go to bed early tonight, conserve your energy, and don’t do anything that consumes energy.”

The last sentence specifically referred to Dave. Dave went out to have one night stand last night and the coach was furious when he found out.

Dave said shamelessly, “I’m doing this for the competition. Experts have done research and found that satisfying sexual needs before a competition can relieve competition tension, regulate endocrine system, and produce positive psychological effects… Hey, Your Highness, are you going out?”

Andre put on his hat and smiled, “Yes, I’m going to go out and relax.”

He did not take the hovercraft but seemed to be wandering around casually. At this time, the night was getting darker, and Andre, with the brim of his hat pulled very low in the darkness, was not conspicuous.

The large-screen advertising building on the street was broadcasting the content of the Mecha Cup competition. Pamela was now known as the queen of prediction. Her effortless performance and heroic and charming appearance on the screen attracted countless fans.

Andre withdrew his gaze and walked into the bustling shopping mall. When he came out again, he had changed his clothes from head to toe, and his handsome and graceful face was replaced by an ordinary human skin mask.

He stopped a hovercraft and said in a hoarse and rough voice: “Slums, red-light district.”

….

Old man Qin was lying on a rattan chair, holding a newspaper, drowsily.

The newspaper was about a Mecha Cup competition held in the Empire thirty years ago. The winning team of this competition was the Empire, because the Empire was unprecedentedly powerful thirty years ago and had the home advantage.

“The Empire always has a pretext for doing dirty things. For example, in the Mecha Cup, their players violated many rules. Not to mention the referee violations, but also the use of stimulants and banned weapons.” Old Man Qin said slowly, “Young people today still naively think that the Empire’s games are clean.”

The other old man sitting on the wooden bench said with emotion: “Because these children were born in a peaceful era.”

Old man Qin put on his glasses and looked down at the photo of the federal team player in the newspaper. The player in his early twenties occupied an entire page. He looked heroic and energetic. The caption introduced him as the only federal player who had won three consecutive games.

“How did you find out?” Old Man Qin raised his eyes and looked at Grandpa Tang who was in disguise. He said slowly, “I am Du Zhuo?”

The name of the contestant who was surrounded by numerous praises in the photo was Du Zhuo, and he was 27 years old.

Thirty years later, Du Zhuo should be fifty-seven years old. No matter what, he and Old Man Qin, who looked to be over a hundred years old, could at most be grandfather and grandson.

“The camouflage potion stimulates potential at the cost of lifespan, allowing an omega to reach the physical qualities of an alpha.” Grandpa Tang said calmly, “Rapid aging of appearance is also one of the costs.”

Du Zhuo didn’t say anything. He lay on the rattan chair like an ordinary old man, holding the newspaper that recorded his past glory with his hands covered with age spots.

The night wind blew the corners of the old newspaper and also blew up his gray hair.

Grandpa Tang looked at Du Zhuo calmly.

Since the core plot of that book could overlap with the real world, then if there was an omega in the book who took disguise potion and pretended to be an Omega. Shouldn’t there be a corresponding omega in reality?

“Won’t the kid who took the medicine from you regret it?” Grandpa Tang observed Du Zhuo’s expression, “He spent 150 years of his life just to gain a brief moment of glory.”

After a while, the low and old voice of Du Zhuo came from the small shop: “What that child wanted to change was a corrupt empire.”

“This matter is more important to him than life.”


The author has something to say:

Gu Mian and Jiao Jian participated in the Mecha Cup. This plot will be written in Uncle Li’s extra chapter. There are many extra chapters I want to write. There should also be an extra chapter from the perspective of Tang Tang in the world of Xie (rubbing hands


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