Lin Qin

Li Yi's innate talent for capturing memory fragments from parallel worlds could adapt to his surroundings.

For any difficult problems he encountered normally, as long as he was determined to solve them.

He had a chance to access solutions in his dreams.

Or he could come into contact with memories related to the problem, increasing the possibility of solving it.

Similarly, the reason he could continuously hone his combat skills to perfection.

Was also due to his long-term desire for improvement in combat, which made it easier for him to encounter memory fragments related to combat.

When these similar memory fragments accumulated beyond a certain stage.

Naturally, his combat skills would improve to the limits of his physical body.

Therefore, when he encountered problems that his current methods couldn't solve, entering his dreams was often more effective.

"However, sleeping in virtual reality means my brainwaves will inevitably be recorded by the AI, which might expose my talent. This is my only trump card, and I can't expose it for such a small possibility."

After a moment of thought, Li Yi still abandoned this tempting idea.

"Finding someone is a waste of time, and it's random. If I'm unlucky, it might delay me for half a day."

"No... I seem to have fallen into a mental trap. I don't need to go through all this trouble."

"I just need to target the top few people on the leaderboard! If I eliminate the top ten people, the rest are just ordinary fodder. The first place will be mine!"

"Moreover, I can also claim all the points awarded to the top ten."

As Li Yi's thoughts raced, he quickly came up with a method that would be difficult for others but easier for him.

Then, the next task became very simple.

20 minutes later, Li Yi encountered someone alone and was overjoyed.

He rushed forward and, in a flash, used joint locks to restrain the person, leaving them sprawled on the ground like an octopus.

"Have you encountered anyone with a flashing number on their chest?"

"No."

Crack, Li Yi snapped the person's neck.

Another 30 minutes passed, and Li Yi encountered a duo around Base 11.

These two were armed with a long saber and a spear, and their aura was quite impressive.

Their combined combat power was almost comparable to Lou Cheng, a fourth-stage master of the Iron Crane Style.

But for Li Yi's perfected combat skills and master-level parkour, it was still very easy.

He maneuvered slightly to separate the two, then severely injured one with a heavy punch, while the other had their major joints in their elbows and knees twisted by joint locks.

"Have you encountered anyone with a flashing number on their chest? Tell me honestly, and you'll have a quick end."

"Yes."

"Where and when?"

"Just five minutes ago. I saw her in the inner city of Base 11, organizing a ten-person team to hunt down lone individuals."

"Do you know who it was?"

"It was Lin Qin, who is ranked third."

"Very good. Anything else to add?"

"No."

Li Yi kept his word and gave the person a quick end.

One of the duo had a point, which allowed him to earn an extra one.

Now that he knew Lin Qin's location, the third-ranked person, things became simpler.

Although organizing a ten-person team was a bit tricky, it wasn't impossible.

Meanwhile.

As Li Yi's points climbed to first place and he maintained it with 16 points.

And although the rate of increase had slowed down.

He was still leading Liang Shaocong, who was in second place, by 2 points.

A large number of ship crew, various instructors, squadron leaders, detachment leaders, company commanders, and senior mech pilots also began to pay close attention to Li Yi's live broadcast.

These broadcasts were reported in real-time by the Evergreen Fairy AI, so that personnel at all levels could view the situation of the latest batch of newcomers.

During this period.

Li Yi's violent kills and interrogations had also caused considerable controversy.

One side believed that he lacked camaraderie, had a too-brutal personality, and would have difficulty obeying management in the future.

One side felt great relief and praised Li Yi, saying it was already remarkable for him to achieve so much single-handedly, and that his style was simple, direct, and very satisfying.

They believed mecha masters should be this resolute and tough, otherwise, how could they defeat the powerful enemies that would appear in the future?

In the stands, many people who were following the martial arts tournament began to discuss.

"It's just a virtual reality competition, and now you're bringing up matters of conduct? Isn't that going too far?"

"Precisely because it's virtual reality, we should reflect more."

"In virtual reality, when a person is free from the simple constraints of life and death, their deepest inner self will be exposed."

"Nonsense, some people haven't experienced war with aliens for too long and mistake kindness for law, haven't they?"

"What is a mecha master? They are the sharp edge against alien invasion, the benchmark for human evolution. Without the determination and strength to break through all obstacles, mecha masters are trash. They don't deserve the resources of all humanity!"

Similar controversies had occurred in previous years.

There were quite a few, in fact.

But never had they been so intense and confrontational.

Many people were arguing heatedly, wishing they could get down there and fight.

Some sensitive individuals, like strong winds revealing sturdy grass, knew that certain internal trends and ideologies were quietly shifting.

Meanwhile, Lin Guotao's personal communicator was ringing incessantly, giving him a headache.

"Old Lin, is this the promising talent you told me about before? His methods are too brutal."

"Old Lin, why did you insist on picking someone from The Humble Clan? Look at his way of handling things, if we really push him forward, the consequences are unpredictable."

"Little Lin, I'm quite satisfied with the prospect you've chosen this time. If you can secure a spot in the top five after the martial arts tournament, bring him to meet me."

Seeing the signature on the last message, Lin Guotao's heart skipped a beat.

It was Teng Baixin, the overall captain of the Jade Pool (Yaochi) No. 7 mecha team!

Was this big shot also paying attention to the martial arts tournament?

To be honest, although Lin Guotao held the rank of captain, he had been demoted for several years.

Because of this, he had fewer interactions with the overall captain Teng Baixin.

Moreover, even if he hadn't been demoted, he had never understood Teng Baixin's true stance.

"I wonder if this big shot's attention is a blessing or a curse."

Following the eyewitness intelligence he had obtained, Li Yi quickly located the target he was looking for, who was leading a team to surround and suppress a small group.

—Lin Qin, ranked third, currently with 13 points.

She was a girl who didn't look particularly tall, even a bit petite.

Her appearance was also quite noble, with a small, fine vertical red line on her forehead, a round and fair face, and eyes like black pearls. She wore a vintage, expensive-looking red one-piece dress.

The entire person was like an exquisite life-sized doll, extremely eye-catching.

At this moment.

Li Yi hid under a wall, observing the strength composition of this ten-person team.

Lin Qin stood at the very back, arms crossed the entire time, directing the battle with her small mouth, looking quite relaxed.

"Which clan is Lin from? I don't recall."

Among the ten-person team, there was also Liao Hang, ranked eighth, his chest number flashing brightly.

The others were also skilled, and one of them had even activated an Inherited Skill, his palm seemingly able to generate electricity, electrocuting opponents.

"The overall strength of this group is significantly higher than those I encountered before. Each of them is about on par with Long Guanri."