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"Although we suffered heavy sacrifices, the facts are right before our eyes: we did indeed drive Mountain Steel away."

"And now that Mountain Steel has healed, it has immediately returned to the territory it considers its own. This makes perfect sense."

Dr. Chen said this, then added with some curiosity:

"However, I am more curious about how Mountain Steel managed to heal its wounds within these few years."

"I have watched the footage of that entire great battle frame by frame. I am very clear on how many injuries Mountain Steel sustained."

"At the time, I also thought Mountain Steel would die, but it survived... I am very curious, what exactly did it do during these years of hiding to heal such severe injuries?"

Old Luo speculated:

"Perhaps it has an extremely strong self-healing ability? Haven't we discovered monsters that can rapidly recover from damaged parts as long as they aren't killed on the spot?"

"Mountain Steel might also possess this kind of ability."

Dr. Chen nodded thoughtfully, lost in contemplation.

Old Luo turned his gaze away from the large screen showing Mountain Steel and looked toward a smaller screen to the side.

On it were the figures of Wulei and Crimson Thunder Blade standing face to face.

"Little Bing... if he finds out the news of Mountain Steel's appearance, will he be triggered?"

Although Luo Bing usually appeared very calm.

Old Luo could not be sure what he would become once he learned this news.

Mountain Steel had a blood feud with Malaysia, but it didn't have much connection with the country—except for the families of the two mechs that had fought in that battle.

For Luo Bing, this was a personal vendetta!

"This child is still trying to persuade Xiao Yun, hoping to change her mind."

"I hope he himself has grown to the point where he can accept all of this."

Old Luo sighed in his heart, then began to direct the others to relay the news of Mountain Steel back to the country to see what the authorities there thought.

The battle four years ago was extremely tragic. It couldn't be called a loss, as they had indeed repelled Mountain Steel.

But it certainly couldn't be called a win, either.

So now, facing Mountain Steel, which was staying on the ruined land of Malaysia, what were the thoughts of the decision-makers back home?

Is it to wash away the shame?

Or to learn from the one across the Pacific Ocean and how they responded when facing the King of Monsters, Four-Armed Satan?

"Send the intelligence back and let the country debate the rights and wrongs of it."

Old Luo finally made his judgment.

It seemed like a wishy-washy and irresponsible approach, but in reality, while sending the report back, Old Luo also attached his own perspective:

To solidify the belief that humanity will ultimately triumph over the monsters, this battle must be fought, and Shangang must die.

Four years ago, when humanity faced Shangang, although they paid a heavy price, they still adopted the narrative of a "pyrrhic victory" in their public propaganda.

This was to show the entire populace that humanity still possessed the ability to defeat the King of Monsters!

Even if the enemy was the King of Monsters, humanity would not fear, nor would they retreat!

Four years ago, with Shangang having vanished without a trace, this narrative had some effect; at the very least, the confidence of all Earthlings had improved significantly.

Even if it couldn't fool the experts, it was good enough to fool the laypeople.

But now, with Shangang's "resurrection," if humanity were to just let it be, allowing the latter to occupy the lands of Malaysia as its nest...

Then, for every bit of confidence that was built up back then, it would collapse by just as much today!

This is the backlash of public opinion!

"You should know that dealing with Shangang is incredibly difficult. Those conservative folks won't be able to muster that kind of courage."

After Old Luo voiced his thoughts, Dr. Chen reminded him from the side:

"Shangang isn't just some stray cat or dog; you can't win just by having determination... Shangang has returned, and its injuries have all healed. I have reason to suspect it has become even stronger than it was four years ago."

Dr. Chen's voice was a bit low at this moment:

"The last time we sacrificed, we could at least see the results."

"But this time... perhaps no matter how much we pour in, no matter how much we sacrifice, we might end up with nothing at all!"

Old Luo did not answer the question directly, only saying softly:

"Wait for the final decision... Regarding the appearance of Shangang, there will likely be a final decision made."

The Celestial Dynasty currently has ten existing Mecha Bases: seven on the mainland and three overseas, with the Sakurajima branch being one of them.

If a grand meeting were truly convened, allowing all ten Base Commanders to participate and cast their votes, that would be the "final decision" Old Luo spoke of.

Among the ten Base Commanders, aside from Chief Commander Lan at the main base, who holds two voting rights and one veto right, the commanders of the other branch bases only have one voting right each.

There are a total of eleven votes for decision-making power.

If the final vote is greater than or equal to seven, the veto power held by Chief Commander Lan will be rendered invalid.

Dr. Chen's expression showed a rare ripple of emotion:

"Will the final decision... really reach that point?"

Old Luo nodded:

"I once said that the Sakura Islands, constrained by their inherent deficiencies, prefer to make decisions that gamble the fate of the nation, because if they don't gamble, they have no chance."

"And this time, the re-landing of Mountain Steel is of great significance... It might not be apparent in the short term, but in the long run, I fear..."

"I only hope that Commander Lan still possesses the combative personality he had back then; if so, the probability of the Mountain Steel subjugation operation passing will be much higher."

He sighed:

"Seeking stability is a trend, especially in this increasingly turbulent and chaotic era... but blindly seeking stability is merely slow suicide."

Dr. Chen offered a word of comfort to Old Luo:

"The situation isn't as bad as you imagine. After all, the existence of Titan Beasts has now been confirmed, and the landscape has already changed."

"Your ideas might eventually be proven wrong, so there is no need to worry excessively. Everything you've said could be wrong."

Old Luo waved his hand, shooing Dr. Chen away:

"Show a little respect for this battle-hardened Old General! You can't say that everything I say is right, but it is absolutely impossible for it to be all wrong!"

Afterward, Old Luo thought for a moment and then said to those around him:

"As for the news of Mountain Steel's appearance, do not let it spread for the time being... and certainly do not let the young people know."

Old Luo looked at the two mechs on the screen and said softly.

He was, after all, a veteran soldier with rich experience and profound wisdom. Although in his heart he wished he could rush up and hammer Mountain Steel to death, he ultimately had to consider the pros and cons.

But young people were different. Young people had drive, were competitive, and refused to admit defeat.

If they didn't charge, would they even be young?

On the coast of Malaysia, the massive Mountain Steel was just lying there, a mountain—a poisonous mountain.

Even from far away, one could smell a sour, rotting stench.

This was Shangang's most lethal weapon.

An incredibly terrifying and massive volume of toxins!

Shangang's strength could not compare to the Four-Armed Satan in Hawaii.

This was not data derived from a model, but a comparison based on solid, real-world combat data.

Shangang had once been heavily wounded and repelled by five mechs working in tandem at the cost of extremely tragic sacrifices; therefore, the data on Shangang's strength had been collected in great detail.

It was very, very strong, worthy of being the King of Monsters, but it still remained within the realm of comprehension.

But the Four-Armed Satan... he had once torn a mech apart with his bare hands as if he were toying with a plaything.

In that battle, the combat power displayed by the Four-Armed Satan was of a crushing nature.

The combat power he exhibited gave one the feeling that he was a cut above the level of the King of Monsters.

The Four-Armed Satan stood only 115 meters tall, failing to measure up to Shangang's 135 meters.

However, the Four-Armed Satan undoubtedly gave off the impression of being a combat-type monster.

As for Shangang, that guy was more like a venom transport depot—the type of cargo bus specialized in transporting venom to pollute the environment!

If one couldn't beat the Four-Armed Satan, then so be it; after all, the latter was merely a massive destroyer, and the pollution aspect was not particularly severe.

Not provoking the Four-Armed Satan was understandable.

But Shangang—that guy had already completely polluted the main regions of Malaysia.

The main regions were thoroughly polluted, and while there was another half of the peninsula that had not yet been contaminated, the survivors in Malaysia were living there in dire straits.

However, it was foreseeable that when Shangang moved again, he would not be confined to just that one area.

Spreading from the vast regions of Malaysia to the entire territory...

And then spreading to the Philippines, separated from Malaysia by a stretch of water...

Until it completely polluted an entire island chain, driving a nail into the center of the Pacific Ocean that could never be removed!

The base bells rang out, their sound carrying a hint of melody at this moment.

The triumphant sound of victory was always more pleasant to the ear than the tolling of bells that signaled the start of a war.

Luo Bing controlled the basic operating procedures of the crimson blade, and together with Junko, they guided the Crimson Thunder Blade into the hangar bay to park.

The first battle was a success, and it had concluded perfectly; logically speaking, there should have been no regrets.

However, after Luo Bing and Junko left the cockpit, as sharp as he was, he still sensed that the atmosphere was subtly strange.

Although Old Luo still wore that same smile, patting him on the shoulder and offering praise, Luo Bing still detected a sense of discord from the adjutants and assistants surrounding Old Luo.

What happened?

Old Luo, what are you hiding? Is it something being kept only from me, or... from all the pilots?

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054. Dr. Chen, Help Me 2

To figure out whether Old Luo was hiding something from an individual or from everyone, it was actually quite simple to reach a conclusion.

Lin Wange and Lin Changge could be ruled out immediately; they had been chatting idly with Luo Bing the entire way.

If they had been told some secret by Old Luo along the way, it would be impossible for them not to show even a flicker of emotional fluctuation.

Luo Bing's current body had been enhanced by his Golden Finger, and his five senses had been amplified by more than just a little.

If he could just unlock some sort of sixth or seventh sense, he might even be able to transform into a Saint Seiya and put on a show of a superhero beating up little monsters.

Throughout the journey of idle chatter, Lin Changge had spoken very little, while Lin Wange had been on a constant stream of talk, her messages never ceasing, and her emotions had remained fundamentally stable throughout.