The Wilderness

There was a place to park mecha here, too. Some people couldn't afford a mecha parking space, so they left their mecha out in the open. The area in the center of the U-shaped fortress was relatively safe, and many remotely controlled mecha were parked there. It covered a vast area, several square kilometers at least.

When the five mecha emerged, they immediately drew the attention of the mecha outside. Many mecha controlled by Blue Star residents saw them and let out cries of amazement. Not many people on Slaughter Planet used humanoid mecha. They were either true experts or show-offs who brought out fake humanoid mecha to show off.

Here, only humanoid mecha were counted as "one unit"; other mecha were counted as "one machine."

Of course, many people liked using "unit" to make themselves sound impressive, so the two terms were often used interchangeably.

[They're really humanoid mecha!]

[Holy crap... Those are heavy humanoid mecha. I'd be set for life if I had one!]

[Those are called a unit of heavy mecha. Yours is called a machine!]

[Five units! They're all Elite Level at the very least. What's about to happen?]

[Oh my god, so fast! So fast!]

Zhang Hao's mecha moved. He wanted to test it out, so he made it move quickly. Its speed was frightening.

His mecha was very different from remotely controlled mecha. The reaction speed of a remotely controlled mecha and that of a mecha controlled by Zhang Hao's soul were two entirely different things. On top of that, his mecha was top-of-the-line, naturally far superior to Blue Star's mecha.

[That's way too fast! Have you noticed it's a custom mecha from the Secret Workshop?]

[Dammit, rich people!]

On Slaughter Planet, the Secret Workshop was unquestionably the top workshop. Its mecha were terrifyingly powerful, and everyone acknowledged their strength. But they rarely appeared and seldom sold mecha to the public. They kept them for their own use, and even when they did sell them, they were stripped-down models. Even those were the object of countless people's dreams.

If Zhang Hao hadn't wanted to take it out for a test run this time, this kind of mecha would never have appeared in front of everyone.

Every communications channel was buzzing because Zhang Hao's mecha had performed a maneuver.

A silver light suddenly flashed from both sides of his mecha's back. In an instant, it crossed several hundred meters. Its speed was downright terrifying.

[Oh my god, it teleported! A grating flash!]

[Did anyone record that?]

[I was too busy watching. I didn't record it!]

[I did, I did! Anyone want to see it? One hundred Blue Star Coins! Hahaha!]

[The people from the Flame Workshop and the Thunderclap Workshop are going to cry! Hahaha!]

There were plenty of people gloating, and plenty more who were amazed and jealous. But they all agreed on one thing: no one would dare attack this kind of mecha. Everyone knew that if they saw one in the wilderness, they should run immediately. Only an idiot would go near it.

"Let's head outside," Mifeng said. "We shouldn't stay here!"

The five humanoid mecha raced outward, kicking up five trails of dirt. In just a few breaths, they had disappeared, and the gusting wind quickly scattered the trails behind them.

Before long, a three-dimensional video appeared on Slaughter Planet's main forum. Its title read: "Super Humanoid Mecha from the Secret Workshop Spotted!"

Countless people discussed it, drawing the attention of the major factions.

Beyond the fortress's defensive perimeter, they could see countless shattered pieces of metal. There was no oxygen here, so oxidation wasn't an issue; the metal still gleamed. The pieces were embedded in the ground, with only parts of them showing. The smaller fragments were nowhere to be seen—they'd long since been blown away by the wind.

The five mecha raced onward, soon reaching the wilderness.

Slaughter Planet was huge, ten times larger than Blue Star. It had more than a hundred thousand moons orbiting it, and space was filled with massive armed fortresses and all kinds of spaceships. A large number of them were Cargo Ships. Any mecha moving around on the surface was visible to the eyes above.

Zhang Hao's scanners could reach all the way into space, so what appeared before him was a dense array of satellites and massive space fortresses. "Could they turn against us?"

"No," Mifeng replied. "We have plenty of our own people on Blue Star."

Zhang Hao recalled the handshake, and immediately understood. Mifeng must have control over many key figures.

"Get used to the mecha as quickly as you can. We won't be staying in the wilderness for long."

Zhang Hao ran, jumped, and flashed around, trying out all kinds of skills. With the combination of soul and intelligent control, everything felt natural. It was even more comfortable than controlling his Original Body.

He picked up an electromagnetic sniper cannon and fired at a boulder in the distance.

One shot blew the boulder apart.

Ten kilometers away!

Impressive!

Zhang Hao found it fascinating. The electromagnetic sniper cannon fired several kinds of ammunition. This type exploded; if he used armor-piercing rounds, he figured most mecha wouldn't be able to withstand them.

Huh, an incoming message.

Slaughter Planet was covered with all kinds of ground-based sensors. As soon as something happened, they sent an alert to the nearby mecha. Of course, the major factions all had this kind of equipment, and this area was under the Secret Workshop's control.

An image immediately appeared.

Three heavy fortress mecha stood a kilometer apart, forming a triangular blockade. Hundreds of mecha surrounded them, firing wildly at the ground.

"Let's go over," Mifeng said. "They've probably found a Crystal Life!"

Zhang Hao asked in surprise, "The five of us are going over there?"

"Reinforcements are on their way. Let's go first. If it's a Crystal Life, we'll just take it!"

Holy crap!

Zhang Hao was instantly thrilled. He'd never been in a battle in his life, and now he was about to fight in a mecha battle. Did it have to be this exciting?

Mifeng had already set off, sprinting forward. Zhang Hao hurried after him. Their mecha were incredibly fast, and the difference between them and the mecha of Zhang Yihu and the other two soon became obvious. The two of them pulled farther and farther ahead while the three guards chased after them.

The faster Zhang Hao ran, the faster he went, and every so often he used a flash. Mifeng was just as impressive. His mecha stood fifteen meters tall, and every stride covered a great distance. Even with his flashes, Zhang Hao could barely keep up—and that was with Mifeng holding back. If Mifeng had truly run at full speed, Zhang Hao's mecha might not have been able to keep up.

A mountain range stretched ahead, peak after peak rising and falling. Mifeng kept moving at the foot of the mountains, then suddenly lunged forward. His massive frame soared a hundred meters into the air. His hands, like steel claws, seized the ground, and his mecha hauled itself higher. In less than ten seconds, it had climbed to the peak.

After crossing more than ten mountains in a row, Mifeng suddenly stopped. Zhang Hao nearly ran into him, but managed to stop in time. The peak was high enough to give them a clear view of the battlefield.

Surrounded by mountains lay a small basin. Three heavy mecha had settled onto the ground. These were fortress-type heavy mecha, designed to be operated by ten people. They boasted powerful defenses and firepower, and dozens of mecha surrounded each one.