Before anyone could finish speaking, the staffer from earlier shouted again at the top of his lungs. "Chimera Seventeen has displayed another stress response! The impact point is in Zone D15, the same as last time... No, not the same—there's a deviation of roughly 2.9 degrees this time!"
"Does that mean the hunter successfully evaded the first energy-stream strike?" The military representative's eyes lit up. "Didn't you say Chimera Seventeen's energy-stream strikes were impossible to evade?"
"By the time you observe the energy stream, it's already too late to dodge. This thing moves as fast as a laser," Ye Xuan said. "But Chimera Seventeen clearly has a brief charging period before firing an energy stream. It can't fire instantly or continuously... In other words, from Chimera Seventeen's perspective, it needs to predict its target to some extent in order to ensure the energy stream hits."
"So as long as we can predict its prediction, we can dodge the energy stream?" An field operative with a Tianshu Tower Velcro patch on his arm pondered aloud. "But at the end of the day... wouldn't luck still account for most of it?"
"For us, it would indeed come down to luck." Ye Xuan shook her head. "But Sun Hang might not be relying on luck."
As they spoke, Observation Post Seven detected a third stress response!
"Three times!" The military representative clenched his fists. "You were right. He definitely isn't relying on luck!"
"Don't be too optimistic. Sun Hang might already be dead," Ye Xuan said expressionlessly.
She had always been in the habit of assuming things would develop in the worst possible direction.
"As long as Chimera Seventeen's stress responses don't stop, it means he's still alive," the Tianshu Tower field operative said. "He must have figured out some kind of pattern