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The Lin Sisters can be ruled out.

Next up are the Li Family Siblings.

After bidding Old Luo farewell and securing some downtime, Luo Bing dialed Li Chuyi's number directly.

He also had Li Shiwu's number, but since she was a girl and they weren't particularly close, calling her out of the blue would be a bit abrupt.

Li Chuyi was a more straightforward choice.

"Luo Bing! I watched the remote feed of your battle today from start to finish. It was absolutely brilliant!"

"You really are a genius with a Spiritual Connection Index of 99. I admit I underestimated you before. Sigh, I wonder if I'll ever reach your level after some hard training!"

The moment the call connected, Li Chuyi's voice came through like a machine gun.

Hearing this, Luo Bing figured that, nine times out of ten, the other party had no idea what had happened.

"You will, you will. Diligence is the most awe-inspiring talent of all!"

However, to be safe, Luo Bing still made a point to ask:

"Chuyi, do you know if anything happened in the base? The atmosphere seems a bit off."

Li Chuyi replied with complete sincerity:

"Does it? I'll go ask General Luo in a bit. Nothing that happens in the base can be hidden from General Luo."

Nonsense. If he wanted to hide something from someone, no one would ever find out.

"No need, Chuyi. Perhaps it's just because it was my first battle; I'm a bit on edge."

"Is that so? Hahaha, I was the same way back then. I thought I was the only one. Looks like I'm not alone—we really are the same kind of people!"

No, no, no. You might be the only one like that.

After a few probes, Luo Bing hung up on Li Chuyi.

"It's confirmed. Old Luo has kept all the Pilots in the dark... What could have happened to force him to do this?"

Luo Bing was puzzled.

Although a Base Commander holds a high and powerful position, in reality, they must build a channel of sufficient trust and familiarity with the Pilots.

This is for the sake of the base, and for the countless civilians protected behind it.

Both sides can have their own thoughts and opinions, but there cannot be conflicts that jeopardize the safety of the public.

Hiding a matter or an object from all the Pilots—Luo Bing couldn't think of a reason for such a situation.

"In that case, looking for those familiar older brothers and sisters at the Command Center definitely won't work. They won't violate Old Luo's orders."

"Then the only person I can turn to... is probably her."

She was unconventional and maverick, maintaining her own style while refusing to be bound by trifles. Once her research interest was piqued, she wouldn't listen to a word anyone said.

Someone so undisciplined and unmanageable would normally have been kicked out of the base long ago.

But, if the latter possessed sufficiently outstanding talent...

Then it was fine. It could be tolerated; everything could be tolerated.

The phone rang.

"Dr. Chen, it's me, Luo Bing."

At this moment, having returned to her own research institute, Dr. Chen frowned slightly as she looked at the caller ID, then relaxed.

"Did you notice something was wrong so quickly?"

"Commander Luo is a rough man. He doesn't have any major issues or oversights, but expecting him to be thorough in every aspect is indeed asking a bit much of him."

Dr. Chen shrugged, placed her wig on a coat rack to the side, and then answered Luo Bing's call while holding a test tube in her hand.

"A rare guest, Pilot Luo Bing. Your performance today was truly outstanding; even I was a bit surprised."

"A Spiritual Connection Index of 99—what an astonishing talent!"

"Although I had long heard that once the Spiritual Connection Index reaches 95, every single point increase thereafter represents a world-shaking improvement, I truly never imagined that 99 would result in such a qualitative change."

"Perhaps that has to do with the fact that the highest mecha combat I've ever observed only had a Spiritual Connection Index of 98?"

Dr. Chen made no effort to hide her admiration in her words.

To her, Luo Bing's performance was enough to be called stunning.

She hadn't cared much before, but now, it was truly impossible not to care.

Gold is gold wherever it is; it will always attract the eyes of those with ulterior motives.

Luo Bing frowned.

Dr. Chen was talking a bit too much, at least compared to her usual self—far too much.

"Dr. Chen, do you have any suggestions? Or is this pure amazement? This doesn't fit your usual image."

Dr. Chen chuckled foolishly on the other end, like a creepy uncle stalking someone on a tram:

"Heh, I'd love to give you a full-body scan, but you're such a precious little treasure—especially one that's already seen real combat. If I actually did that, I'd definitely end up in court, and I'd probably be barred from all research for the rest of my life."

"However..."

"Drawing two drops of blood for testing isn't too much to ask, right?"

"If you're willing... I'd also accept some special bodily fluids!"

"Pilot Luo Bing, what do you think?"

Luo Bing refused point-blank:

"I don't think so."

On the other end, Dr. Chen spoke again:

"Don't misunderstand, I'm not someone who takes without giving back."

"Someone as sharp as Pilot Luo Bing should have noticed something off by now, right? So, do you want to know what those irregularities are?"

Luo Bing replied plainly:

"I do want to know."

Dr. Chen's voice came through again:

"Then, how about we make a fair and square deal?"

On the other side of the comms, Luo Bing fell silent.

Dr. Chen, meanwhile, was busy preparing for the preliminary experiments while holding a test tube, looking quite confident.

Until...

"It's fair, but I refuse."

The call was hung up instantly.

Dr. Chen stood stunned in her laboratory. She carefully recalled her behavior and couldn't help but laugh:

"I came off a bit too eager... This little guy is quite interesting."

On the other side, Luo Bing sent a recording of the call to Old Luo, along with a voice message:

"Uncle Luo, what is Dr. Chen referring to in her message?"

055. Wake Up, Little Brother 3

There were, in fact, no secrets between Old Luo and Luo Bing.

If it weren't for the fact that this matter involved too much, and the fear that a young man like Luo Bing might get agitated and do something impulsive on a whim, Old Luo would not have kept it from him.

Piloting a mecha is a task that requires composure and calm. Relying solely on a hot head could even lead to instability during deep psychic synchronization.

Although he had many concerns in his heart, since he had been discovered, Old Luo did not intend to keep hiding it from Luo Bing.

Mountain Steel was just lying there, openly basking in the sun on the shore of the Malay Sea.

This matter could be hidden for a while, but not forever.

After all...

Having recovered from serious injuries and returned to shore, Mountain Steel was simply too eye-catching!

"Little Bing, Uncle is sorry for keeping this from you. It's like this..."

Old Luo then told Luo Bing everything about the appearance of Mountain Steel, finally comforting him:

"Little Bing, don't get agitated. You must stay calm."

Luo Bing was silent for a moment before responding:

"Uncle Luo, I know. I won't be like Xiao Yun... Uncle Luo, has the country made a final decision yet?"

Old Luo told him the truth:

"Not yet. A final decision is needed. The time for the meeting has already been set—it's in twenty minutes."

The commanders of the various Mecha Bases reacted very quickly.

At Commander Lan's request, the meeting began promptly, without any hesitation.

As a pragmatist who had also spent a considerable amount of time as a pilot, Chief Commander Lan's reaction was undeniably swift.

He was well aware that although Mountain Steel had only just appeared, it would still take some time for the news to spread.

However, the commanders of these Mecha Bases did not have much time left.

Preliminary preparations take time, and discussing whether to fight or not also takes time.

Since both require time, it was never wrong to decide on these things as early as possible and set the tone first.

Old Luo thought for a moment, then took a step back and said softly to Luo Bing:

"Little Bing, the final decision meeting will be held in twenty minutes. If you are anxious, you can listen in from the side."

"However, I need to clarify beforehand that your microphone is muted."

The "Supreme Decision" sounds grand and high-level, as if it were a major decision determining the fate of a nation—and describing it that way isn't actually wrong.

But to say it is truly closed-off? That would be an exaggeration.

At the very least, the Pilots, who are the true men of action, are allowed to sit in and listen.

During the last meeting, there was even an incident where a Pilot snatched the microphone from the commander and went on a furious rant.

These were things Luo Bing had only heard rumors about; at the time, he was a Pilot reserve and couldn't understand the deeper details.

Luo Bing bit his lip, pondered for a moment, and then spoke slowly:

"Is it the innermost conference room? I'll go inside and wait."

Old Luo nodded, then added a word of caution:

"Little Bing, leave everything to your uncle to handle. Don't act impulsively."

"As for Shan Gang, I hate him just as much as you do. Your uncle will do everything in his power to persuade the others to join me in casting a vote for a crusade!"

Old Luo was also worried that Luo Bing might repeat the microphone-snatching incident from last time.

"I understand, Uncle Luo. Don't worry, I'm not that impulsive."

Heading alone toward the innermost closed conference room, Luo Bing felt neither worry nor joy.

Old Luo was a staunch member of the pro-war faction.

However, Luo Bing wasn't sure how many of the others were pro-war, or if they were just peace-keeping fence-sitters.

This time, he would finally be able to see them for who they were.