Inside the Main Control Room, the representatives of the three sides snapped out of their brief daze almost at once.
Werner Mazuh sighed and said helplessly to the technician.
"Contact him."
"Yes, sir."
The technician did not ask why. This was the Titan of the North Cross Supergalaxy Legion. Everything was subject to the orders of officers and superiors. Soldiers had no right to object, even if the other party ordered them to their deaths.
After dealing with the twelve top-spec Mechas, He Zhao was just about to keep moving, find a little fun for the test, and incidentally reveal a bit of talent while deliberately disgusting people.
Xiao Du's voice rang by his ear.
"Respected Commander, there is an unfamiliar communication request. Do you wish to connect?"
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An unfamiliar communication was not unfamiliar at all. Only people aboard the Titan could establish a link with him.
"Connect."
As soon as he finished speaking, an elegant voice entered his ears.
"Little Charles, stop advancing. This is only a temporary test aimed at you all. Because your strength—or rather, the light-armored model Mecha—is somewhat overpowered, the test is becoming somewhat impossible to contin—"
Before the other party could finish, he was directly interrupted.
"Who are you? You say it's a test, so it's a test? Is there a possibility that you're actually an intruder, and you're only playing a trick because you realized you couldn't take me down in a short time?"
"???"
Inside the Main Control Room, the three of them were instantly dumbfounded when they heard that.
Count in particular turned to look at Laus, wearing an expression that said, [Why is this kid's train of thought a little off?]
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What could Viscount say?
Had you, old sir, not finished reading the enrolled noble's file? Otherwise, how