The More Absurd It Is, the More Potential It Has
On the narrow street, two mechs stood facing each other.
Standing twelve meters tall, its pristine white and gold exterior exudes a luxurious and noble air.
Twenty meters high, battered and shrouded in smoke, the shattered armor and broken lenses suggesting countless fierce battles had taken place.
But more eye-catching than the differences in the mechs themselves was the eerie aura that clearly transcended the realm of nature. The battle-damaged mechs, burning like flames, clashed with the golden-white mechs that radiated golden light, their combined force almost tearing the sky apart.
No, not almost.
The sky has truly cracked open!
The energy had collided to its limit, and at the very moment when their spirits were about to have a substantial collision, the battle-damaged machine moved first.
The machine's mobility, far exceeding its previous performance, erupted in an instant, and the pilot, roaring angrily, swung his beam saber and thrust forward.
However, when Feng Xue got serious and wasn't careless, this kind of direct attack was meaningless to him. With a simple side slide, he easily dodged the attack. In just one exchange, the damaged mech was hit by this Height Adjustment technique.
The two mechanical legs exploded in response, but the damaged machine seemed completely unaffected. As its fiery aura intensified, its thrusters unleashed performance far exceeding their original power.
Feeling the ever-increasing pressure, Feng Xue was curious about just how far the aura of this Ideal Country could rise. Relying on the world's mechanical capabilities, she didn't rush to kill the soldier. Instead, she easily severed its head and arms with a flick of her wrist.
The classic mecha-style dismemberment was now complete. The mecha, now just a shell, had lost all its weapons. But at that moment, a large amount of smoke suddenly billowed from the mecha's shoulders and hips, followed by a beam of red and blue light shooting out from the smoke.
"Good heavens, Core Fighter? What a classic design." Feng Xue narrowed her eyes, a wing unfolded, and the Floating Cannon fired beams of lasers. The pilot of the Core Fighter displayed Combat Power even more terrifying than the one she had piloted before, with powerful mobility, aerial maneuvers far exceeding the limits of human endurance, and machine gun fire comparable to small-caliber naval guns, which greatly surprised Feng Xue.
"Is it really that outrageous?" Feng Xue casually tossed the salt into the cabin storage compartment, spread her arms, and as her Internal Force flowed, she became one with the machine's energy core.
A beam of blood-red light shot out from the Floating Cannon. The pilot of the Core Fighter tried to evade it in the same way as before, but this time, the blood-red beam completely violated the underlying logic of beam weapons. It actually circled in the air and chased after us from behind.
The blood-red light seemed to possess its own intelligence, not merely pursuing, but consciously blocking the Core Fighter's evasive routes. Amidst the flashy aerial maneuvers, new blood-red lights shot out from the front.
"Boom!"
Under the relentless pursuit of the two Mindless Divine Power, even the Core Fighter, which had been fully enhanced, could not withstand the overwhelming performance and exploded into a cloud of fireworks in the air. What Feng Xue found absurd was that the pilot in the explosion actually managed to hold on for two seconds before being burned to ashes.
"Is this what you Spiritual Momentum? That's outrageous!"
Feng Xue grinned, scanned her surroundings, and after confirming that there were no combatants, she activated the Mirage System and disappeared from the battlefield, which was hardly a ruin.
After leaving the battlefield, Feng Xue turned off the Live Broadcast Drone, but instead of immediately returning to the shelter, she took out nine Bundle Cloth the size of lychees from her waist bag.
As the Bundle Cloth was untied, a series of Chinese-style mechs expanded, and as golden light shone in their eyes, a surprisingly natural AI voice began to play.
"[Dragon Son] formation is activated, please issue commands."
Feng Xue's gaze swept over the [Dragon Son Mecha], which were built based on the design concept of the [AO-3 All-Area General-Purpose Variable Unmanned Mech], and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
These mechs are not Phantom Object, but True Thing he created using the blueprints from the Haotian Mirror through his [Search According to Map] power. His original intention was to raise the upper limit of mechs in a world where [mechs] did not exist, but it is also convenient to use them now.
"In the name of the [Heavenly Court] organization, Armed Intervention in the war. Our first priority is self-preservation, our second priority is ending the war, and our third priority is destroying the war machines. The operational plan will be the responsibility of the Haotian Mirror. We will grant Level 2 freedom and basic personality armament, and will destroy the machines if necessary."
"Understood." The voices of the Nine Dragon Sons mech and the Haotian Mirror rang out simultaneously in reality and in Feng Xue's mind. The Mirage System was also activated, and the enormous mech disappeared into thin air.
Quietly returning to the underground shelter, Feng Xue took out her phone and checked the surveillance footage in the room. After confirming that the [non-still images] she had left behind had not given her away, she released the surveillance from the shelter and resumed her trembling transfer student demeanor.
He has more than just Dragon Prince in his mecha squadron, but the problem is that, just like most of the mechas he brought from the Cyber World to the real world turned out to be False Thing, not all mechas can be used in this world. Even though they were all mechas that Feng Xue built in the real world, the only ones he currently has that are compatible with the rules of this world are the [Dragon Prince] series.
"Although [Dragon's] technology surpasses the mobile suits of this world by at least three generations (the mobile suits of this world are roughly at the level of the Original Gundam, and AO-3, excluding the autopilot system, is at the level of Super Dimension Fortress), considering the situation where pilots here are going into overdrive, there might still be some losses. We need to find a place to gather more mobile suits."
Thinking about this, Feng Xue began to consider whether she should continue to maintain her student status, create something like "Dexter's Laboratory," and then, when the whole world was searching for "Heavenly Court," make a big public appearance and become some kind of strange "genius teenager, god of technology."
"Hmm, although it sounds a bit outrageous, the more outrageous a world with gods flying everywhere is, the easier it is to create."
Feng Xue pondered, wondering whether she should continue studying here and dig a military base underground, or go to Bailin or the mainland of Ideal Country to make a living.
"Hmm, finding a more remote and underdeveloped small country isn't out of the question, but that would significantly reduce the exposure. After all, the more hidden it is in a prosperous area, the more explosive the effect. But the technological level in the Ideal Country is already high, so the emergence of a genius there wouldn't seem to attract much attention. So, should we go to the Bailin Country, or..."
"Holy crap?!"
Just as Feng Xue was pondering her next plan, a vulgar remark came from a corner of the shelter, and instantly everyone, including the teacher, turned their attention to it.
Feeling awkward under the gaze of both familiar and unfamiliar eyes, the student, after a brief moment of stiffness, immediately said:
"Quick, go online and check! Someone posted the video from the Industrial Zone online! That sudden sound coming through the soundproofing was coming from that direction!"
As soon as the student finished speaking, many people carrying Information Terminal took out their mobile phones or tablets and used the shelter's network to connect to the outside world. Although they weren't as exaggerated as the student, Feng Xue still heard a lot of "Holy crap!" echoing in the shelter.
I overslept; there should be another chapter after midnight.