True Hero

"Mm, go ahead."

Mu Fan's calm voice rang out in the cockpit, startling the girl into a shudder.

Nuonuo would never forget the magnificent sight of flames rising to fill the sky before her.

She had never imagined that the black mecha that had slaughtered its way from Zicui Star through a sea of blood was piloted by... Mu Fan.

Then Mu Fan showed her what it meant for everything to become meaningless before absolute power.

As for why he was so powerful, why he possessed that mecha and the terrifying fleet behind it, she did not want to know.

She only knew that he was standing up for her, and that was enough.

That said—

Nuonuo pursed her lips and looked at the enormous control panel with a headache coming on.

This had clearly not been designed for her. She could not perform many of the four-key or five-key synchronized movements at all. The span between those controls was so wide that she had to turn her head from left to right just to see them.

This was a mecha designed entirely for men.

But after hearing his indifferent answer, Nuonuo could only pout and accept it.

After fiddling with it for a few minutes, she completely gave up on using the control panel to fine-tune its movements.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself, and obediently set the thruster output to 30%.

Then...

She stood up and directly activated the Limb Coordination Instrument.

Of course, it was nowhere near as exaggerated as Shura. It used the most common Neuroelectric Induction Coordination Device currently found across the stars.

There was no pain at all.

When the faint electrical current brushed across her body, Nuonuo finally felt the kindness of the world.

What Nuonuo did not know was that Black