The personal guard did not attack immediately.
His Lordship had given orders: the clown who dared to offend and challenge His authority must be utterly destroyed before the eyes of millions of viewers!
He wanted everyone to understand one thing: rules were rules. Anyone who dared break them would face the wrath of the Deep Void!
The members of the personal guard remained silent, their mech exteriors dark as black holes.
Even though Lin Xiaohe knew little about mechs, she could tell these were far more formidable than Broken Blade’s A-grade models.
At that moment, a new live stream appeared on the Sixth Ring regional network. Its channel ID was a string of numbers, and through some mysterious influence, it instantly rocketed to the top of the popularity charts.
[Little Fly: Huh? Someone’s still using beast-type mechs? I thought they were inferior to humanoid models and got phased out ages ago?]
[Mechs Are My Wife: Hey, look closer. These aren’t ordinary beast-type mechs. They’re modified with Bio-Dual-Phase Metal. No, wait, not modified—they’re custom-made!]
[My Surname is Zhao: Exactly. There are sixteen mechs on site: ten humanoid, six beast-type. That’s a perfect configuration. Beast-type mechs made with Bio-Dual-Phase Metal balance defense, speed, and strength. Ignoring other factors, just structurally, they’re far superior to the popular standardized models today.]
[Mechs Are My Wife: Seriously impressive! These mechs are no joke! It’s not just the mechs themselves, but the combat awareness and philosophy shown in the squad composition. Because of mech tournament trends, civilian mechs lean towards all-rounder types. But that concept isn’t practical on the battlefield.]
Mechs Are My Wife’s eyes sparkled: [The fastest vehicle isn’t the one that carries the most weight. Whether it’s speed, defense, or firepower, all-rounder mechs are no match for specialized models in their respective fields. Ten all-rounder mechs working together couldn’t beat ten properly configured, specialized mechs each with distinct advantages!]
[Little Fly-fly: Mind blown! So, this mech squad is military?! Holy black hole, is the clown on stage some kind of interstellar pirate?]
Under the gaze of countless eyes, the clown removed the mask, revealing a young, delicate face.
No way?!
The clown was this young? And a girl!
Thunderbolt Bro, who had escaped the theater, opened the live stream. Seeing that familiar face, he clenched his fists tightly.
Lin Xiaohe must be prepared to fight to the death, right? That’s why she took off the mask, no longer hiding her identity.
Well, under the concentrated fire of the personal guard, even if she could fly or tunnel through the earth, there was nowhere to hide!
On camera, the now unmasked clown casually rested her hand on the beautiful woman’s shoulder, completely ignoring the surrounding mechs, smiling with relaxed ease.
Somehow, the scene felt tragically heroic.
Thunderbolt Bro’s nose stung. Suddenly, he desperately wanted to do something.
A video call came in from Old Hei. He was sitting in an aircar, his expression icy. “The Captain has given explicit orders. We are not to get involved in this.”
“But…” Thunderbolt Bro protested, unwilling to accept it.
Lin Xiaohe had already demonstrated her worth! If they could recruit her to Iron Fall, their strength would definitely reach new heights!
Old Hei frowned, a trace of unusual anxiety flickering in his typically aloof eyes. “Obey the order!”
Thunderbolt Bro punched the air in frustration!
Damn it!
What kind of lousy, mysterious organization were they, not even sending support for Lin Xiaohe at a time like this?!
Taking out his anger, Thunderbolt Bro snapped, “Old Hei, why aren’t you at the clinic? What are you doing running around? Xiaohe entrusted her mother and brother to us. Is this how you handle things?!”
Old Hei’s gaze darkened, his voice raspy. “I’m going to the station to bail out Lin Tiesheng and the others.”
Thunderbolt Bro fell silent for a moment. “Be quick. Once you have them, leave Wasteland Star immediately.”
His Lordship hated Lin Xiaohe with a passion, having dispatched the personal guard and even opened a live stream. If he found out Xiaohe still had family on Wasteland Star, he would surely eradicate them root and branch.
The commotion from the live stream was massive. Even the Sixth Ring’s Admissions Office was tuning in.
“Director Chen, please, have a seat!” A staff member hurriedly stood up, offering the chair to Director Chen.
The college entrance exam admissions process was nearing its end, with only some military academy candidates needing to undergo practical assessments.
But that wasn’t handled by the Sixth Ring Admissions Office. Practical exams were managed by each ring’s military district.
The Admissions Office only handled the final distribution of acceptance notices.
The Admissions Office staff had time on their hands, hence the live stream viewing.
Director Chen glanced at the stream, where the camera was giving close-ups of various mechs. “Tsk, which big shot has brought their personal guard to our backwater this time?”
“Not sure. You know how it is, those important figures are always so secretive. By the way, Director Chen, aren’t you on vacation?”
Director Chen’s eyes lit up, his voice rising several pitches. “Hehe, it seems our Sixth Ring’s education work is paying off! We actually have a candidate who received a special admission offer from the Federal Central Military Academy! That’s why I’m here—to deliver the acceptance notice.”
“Wow! Special admission! Amazing! Why is the notice so late?” Everyone grew excited.
A candidate’s success also counted towards their performance metrics.
Director Chen tried hard to suppress his rising grin, waving a hand dismissively. “It’s only a provisional special admission. To truly become a student of the Central Military Academy, she still needs to pass several more assessments.”
His expression turned serious again. “What a Federal Central Military Academy graduate signifies, I believe you all understand perfectly well! Especially one admitted through special recruitment!”
It was almost unthinkable. How exceptional must this candidate be to warrant a special admission from the Federal Central Military Academy? Could it be a super 3S physique combined with super 3S mental strength?
Director Chen clapped his hands. “Alright, shut off the live stream! Those big shots have nothing to do with us. This candidate is the ‘big opportunity’ closest to us! The Bureau Chief has ordered that we must assist the candidate in resolving any life-related troubles, so she can focus fully on passing the upcoming assessments!”
“Everyone, prepare to move out!”
“Director Chen, where to?”
“Target: Wasteland Star No. 7!”
…
On the Grand Theater stage, Lin Xiaohe felt more relaxed than ever before.
“Second Sister, I’m truly happy to be part of this family with all of you.”
No parents who favored sons over daughters, no blood-sucking younger brother—only unwavering affection and trust.
Thank you all, really.
Lin Jingqiu’s entire body trembled slightly. Faced with death, she too felt fear.
But Lin Jingqiu still hugged Lin Xiaohe, gently stroking her younger sister’s back.
Don’t be afraid. Big Sister is here with you.
Lin Xiaohe’s nose tingled, hugging her sister back.
Xin Bao sat on her shoulder, one leaf resting on Lin Xiaohe’s head, the other reaching out to touch Lin Jingqiu’s head.
Dou Dou’s pod was still charging. It cursed loudly: [Come on then, you grandsons! Just watch me biubiubiu the lot of you!]
Lin Xiaohe’s wristband vibrated—a message from Thunderbolt Bro: [Rest in peace.]
Immediately followed by a message from Old Hei: [All is well.]
Lin Xiaohe instantly understood. Old Hei was going to pick up her father and the others.
“Thank you.”
Lin Xiaohe sniffled, tilting her head back to keep the tears from falling.
Suddenly, the large chandelier above them creaked. A string of crystals broke loose, crashing down and shattering into pieces!
Out of the corner of her eye, Lin Xiaohe caught sight of something. Her pupils contracted sharply, her heart feeling as if gripped by a powerful hand.
Wait!
I think… I can still be saved!
