Yang Yong finally understood.
In Mechanical City, that little girl's access privileges were absurdly high.
No matter what she clicked, no insufficient-permissions prompt appeared, while he, Yang Yong, could not get anything to work.
How... was that remotely fair?
Still, he now had some idea.
This little girl's standing in Mechanical City had to be extremely high, at least on the same level as the Nine Great Elders...
Possibly even higher.
As Yang Yong pondered this, he suddenly remembered something.
After the crisis during the last Zombie mission was resolved, the Second Elder had promised to demand an explanation on the Survival Convoy's behalf.
Yet over a month had nearly passed, and there had been no follow-up whatsoever.
The Third Elder had caused this latest danger too. By the look of it, the Second Elder's promise back then had been an empty one.
Yang Yong turned toward the little girl and ventured a question.
"Mechanical City's Third Elder keeps picking on me. Could you... strip him of his position?"
He was only asking offhandedly.
He did not hold out much hope.
But then...
Against all expectations, the little girl began operating the controls without another word.
She tapped here and there on the keyboard, her fingers flying as the interfaces on the screen switched rapidly.
Soon, she pulled up the Third Elder's information.
A high-resolution photograph appeared on the large screen.
Yang Yong looked at the person in the photograph and sucked in a sharp breath.
That was the freaking Third Elder?
The fellow in the photograph was covered in heavy mechanical armor, its lines wild and rugged, its edges sharply defined.
It was even more extreme than when Zheng Xiaofeng covered himself in iron armor and became a steel giant.
His shoulders, arms, chest, and legs were covered in