Lin Cuo hurried to check beneath the legion card for a button to terminate the contract, buy out its services, or change its employer.
[Current contract holder: Creator sequence.] [Third-party command override privileges: none.] [The contracting civilization is in a superimposed state of collapse, lost contact, and pending restoration. The contract is still deemed valid.] [The current BETA execution group does not accept recruitment.]
"Then can I apply to have the contracting entity declared defunct and turn them into unowned assets?"
[Your current civilization tier lacks the authority to initiate a ruling on succession to the Creators.]
"Then can I add humanity to the contract's protection list?"
[A signature from the Creator sequence or lawful succession rights to the civilization are required.]
Lin Cuo sent his Shen Hu Mech into a sharp turn to the side. A third laser swept up from below the shaft, and the Absolute Defense Barrier on the machine's left side flared almost white. Its energy reading plunged by fourteen percent, and a blackened scar burned across the outer anti-ablation coating. Fortunately, this beam did not sustain its exposure for long.
[The player may destroy the current execution node.]
"That tells me absolutely nothing."
New Laser-Class units had already risen from the production chambers in the walls. Their numbers were not growing quickly, but they posed a far greater threat than an equal number of Tank-class units. Every time a Focus Warning lit up, the entire assault team had to change altitude and lateral position.
Those beams had no travel time in the conventional sense. Once a lock was established, a hit was all but guaranteed.
Cecilia had just endured a prolonged exposure, and the shields on her blue IS had not fully recovered when a second laser