Thoughts of extreme panic arose in my heart.
Dad, I’m overthinking it, right?
The four saints of the God-Worship Cult each caused tragedies in different security circles, which seemed to be a kind of competition to show off.
The desert-buried city incident caused by Abyssal Leviathan in the Neroan Realm.
The monstrous tsunami and sea demon tide created by Nine Heavens Angela between the Sun Never Sets and the Babylon Island.
Zeus in the West made a big fuss in the world of Berea, and corpse poison broke out. Various corpses from unknown ages came out of the frozen soil.
There are also the out-of-control spiritual senses created by the appearance of the East, the attack of demon beasts, and the fall of the imperial capital of Kyushu.
Human beings, in the eyes of these people, are just guinea pigs for experiments.
"Since you care about the truth so much, why don't you see it with your own eyes?"
Lan Yudie turned back.
She didn't know when she was so close to someone.
"Grandpa Butler?"
The man bowed slightly: "Miss, I will take you to find Mr."
"Why didn't he tell me himself?"
The housekeeper smiled gently: "Miss, sir, you don't want you to come into contact with all this, you should understand. However, you are not a child anymore, are you sure you don't want to see it with your own eyes?"
Lan Yudie looked at the old housekeeper who had been by her father's side since she was very young for a long time.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
…
The night before the competition.
The entire Strategic Government Forum was noisy.
Various bosses posted posts to analyze the next round of battles, from a technical perspective, from the perspective of mecha professional configuration, from the perspective of origin and faction disputes, and even from the perspective of basic information such as the age and appearance of the driver...
All kinds of analysis are available.
Almost every mecha that made the list has at least three pages of posts dedicated to analysis, and the part where the identity of the pilot has been exposed is even more intense.
The real-time homepage of the forum is 99+ every second. As for the zeros after the plus sign, it is simply unimaginable.
"Everyone, please don't give me gifts. Thank you all!" The background behind Jia Pengtu looked like an ordinary bedroom. He was also wearing pajamas, unshaven and approachable.
“I never do live broadcasts to make money, and we mecha pilots are not short of money either.
The smallest mecha parts start at five digits, so I don't have the guts to ask for money from you guys without my conscience. "
The bulletin board in the live broadcast room was painted very fast, and it took a few minutes for the comments to be posted.
"I just can't stand that group of people monopolizing the entire mecha industry. Mecha pilots have a high status and noble status, why can they only be monopolized by a few people.
They cherish their own skills and never teach their driving skills to outsiders. They also euphemistically say that drivers have talent barriers.
How many of us ordinary people don't even have a chance to try? Why do we conclude that those people don't have the talent to drive? "
Speaking for the people at the bottom is always the most resonant, and the popularity of the live broadcast room soared again.
Jia Pengtu continued to speak, his eyes blurred, as if he was stuck in memories:
"When I was young, I was rejected from the Kyushu Mecha Academy because of my poverty. The teacher at the time personally said that it was impossible for me to fly a mecha.
That sentence penetrated deeply into my heart and hit me extremely hard. All hopes and expectations were ruthlessly shattered.
I almost felt that he was right, I have no talent in piloting mechas at all. "
Everyone has experienced denial, and the scars in the heart can tug at the heartstrings even more.
He started with these words. Who would have thought that this was the script that Tommy Anjie had arranged for him.
Jia Pengtu continued: "What now? Haven't I become an excellent mecha pilot by virtue of my own abilities?
The military is ignorant of talents and sits in a well watching the sky all day long, thinking that it is invincible. But within Kyushu, ordinary people like me can also be equally outstanding!
Even without the guidance of the military, we can still reach the peak of light!
Mechas are not only taught by the military, every ordinary person has the opportunity to become a driver! "
Jia Pengtu didn't mention factional disputes in a single sentence, not even a word related to politics.
But his grievances against the military were vividly displayed on the page.
The only thing Tommy really cares about is the powerful Kyushu military, so Jia Pengtu's spearhead has always been aimed at the military.
"In the next competition, I will enter the super god list and use my extremely superior technology to show everyone that a driver can become a god without the guidance of their military!
Those so-called pilot seeds in the Military Academy will be stepped on one by one by us so-called ordinary people without talent!
We will do better than them! "
The live broadcast room was bustling with activity, and the people sitting in front of the big screen clicked mute in anger.
"The conservatives really don't miss any opportunity."
In the Kyushu Military Garrison Area, the warriors who fought hard rarely took time to gather around the computer.
"Jia Pengtu's live broadcast room has more than 10 million people online. Before the end of the world, this ratio may be equal to 100 million."
A major general with a stubble on his face snorted: "There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys are the kings.
When does a wild driver have the nerve to brag about his driving skills here.
His two-sword theory and military theory on paper are far inferior to even any new recruit in our mecha corps! "
Another female officer sighed softly: "There is no way, times have changed. Those who master technology now have far less say than those who control public opinion."
As one of the three ace corps of the military, the Mecha Corps has a decisive status. What wild drivers are simply not in the same league.
The weasel barked at the lion king, and the lion would only become a laughing stock if he lowered his status to target him. If he didn't slap him to death and was bitten, he would be unable to defend himself.
Even if you slap the opponent to death, you will end up being bullied by the strong and the weak. You will not get any honor, but will only make you smell bad.
Therefore, Jia Pengtu dared to speak boldly and provocatively in the live broadcast room, but the military could not even respond.
"The most important thing is, how many of our people can defeat him? His mecha is obviously secretly funded by Tommy Security Bureau, and it is terrifyingly advanced.
Moreover, he has been practicing combat techniques against mechas from the beginning, unlike us who spend more time studying how to deal with the devil.
Do you really think we have a chance of winning? "
"Is it possible to let them run rampant like this? The media group has defected to the conservatives, and now the popularity of his live broadcast room ranks first in the entire Strategy Office.
He dares to make random comments about our superb driver. His remarks are simply ridiculous and too deceptive! "
"So what? Can you really send a super pilot to fight him?"
"If those with high status are not good enough, send those with low status."
Feng Sen suddenly spoke.
Although among this room of super pilots, he ranks last.
But his age and fame have never been directly proportional.
So he is qualified to speak.
