The Coming Battle of Fate

The Pojun starship was sent back to the factory for a major overhaul once more. The Shanghai Branch and the remnants of Eastern University were sharpening their weapons and making intensive preparations for the final battle that would determine the fate of humanity in this world.

Besides the Pojun itself, Unit Three and Unit Eight were also undergoing specialized modifications for the final battle. The Eastern University government had completely stripped the former NERV management of their guardianship over Toji Suzuhara, because they determined that the pilot's psychological state had been affected by these NERV remnants. After Chen Xiaoxin finished writing the last equation, he took two steps back and carefully examined the several problem boards before him. Suddenly, an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.

Zhao Xian'er noticed that Cui Yunrong had deftly shifted the focus of the conversation onto her, and the smile on her face immediately became somewhat stiff. If not for the poise and self-control she had cultivated over many years, she would likely have lost her composure and been unable to speak to Cui Yunrong so calmly.

"Thank you. If it weren't for the Flame Spider King legs you gave us, we wouldn't have been able to evolve." Chen Tian looked at Lu Feng with great gentleness.

There were two reasons why this village refused to build roads and insisted on remaining so impoverished.

Chen Xiaoxin woke from his sleep and hurried into the bathroom. The next second, he ran back out and slipped straight under the covers again. He had forgotten that he did not need to go to school. Yet after all that fuss, he could no longer sleep. He stared blankly at the ceiling, his mind wandering aimlessly.

Not only were the academy leaders stunned, even the three foremost experts in