Xing keenly noticed that when the Intellitron was faced with the "multiple nested traps" she had deliberately created, there was a delay of a few seconds in its operation!
Although the opponent immediately compensated for the mistake with a denser deployment of items, this momentary 'imperfection' was like a flash of lightning in the darkness, illuminating Xing's eyes.
Ha! Intellitron is still Intellitron; how can it compare to the flesh and blood of Galactic Baseballer? She caught her chance!
"Gotcha!"
A startling light flashed in Xing's eyes, and his previously retreating tactics suddenly became more aggressive.
She began frantically replicating that trap combination, once, twice, three times... each time faster and more ingenious!
Xing felt that she was like a stubborn hunter, constantly throwing out the same bait to test the reaction limit of the Origami Bird opposite her.
The Intellitron's operation remained smooth and efficient, with items raining down like a storm, precisely intercepting every attack from the Star.
But gradually, even the Firefly watching noticed something unusual: the masked Intellitron seemed to be using Ena moves than before.
Or rather, it seems to have shown a kind of... appreciation for Xing's almost obsessive repetition of the same tactics?
On the [ Origami Bird Clash ] game machine, the scores of both players begin to narrow at an extremely slow pace.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Xing's forehead, but her eyes grew brighter and brighter, and a hint of victory even appeared on her lips—she was enjoying this incredibly difficult challenge.
Just then, Xing's final, desperate maneuver finally broke through the Intellitron's impenetrable defenses.
Her Trailblaze little bird descended like a divine warrior, seizing that one-thousandth of a second of opportunity, and struck straight at the heart of the enemy!
boom!
A golden light, symbolizing victory, suddenly burst forth on the screen!
"We won!!!" Xing raised his arms high, his voice hoarse with excitement, his face beaming with uncontrollable joy.
" Galactic Baseballer! Never Give Up!"
Firefly and March 7th clapped softly, their joy genuine as they celebrated the star's victory.
"A truly spectacular comeback, as expected of you."
"We actually... turned the tables?! Yay! But it's just a match-3 game... Oh well, winning is all that matters!"
The Intellitron stood still, silently watching the dazzling word "Victory" on the screen.
After a few seconds of silence, He slowly turned his head to look at the man in black drinking milk tea on the viewing platform, and the corner of his mouth under the mask twitched slightly, a rare occurrence.
After a long while, His mask bowed slightly to the star, which was beaming with pride from the victory, the movement still elegant and composed.
"Congratulations on your victory, madam." His electronic voice remained steady, showing no sign of defeat.
"Your resilience and tactical wisdom in seeking breakthroughs in adversity are truly impressive."
He straightened up and pointed to the treasure chest at his feet. "As agreed, this is your spoils." The treasure chest slid automatically to the star's face, and the light flowing on its surface seemed to soften.
Xing couldn't wait to squat down and examine the treasure chest, and March 7th also Curiosity came over.
As for Firefly... she suddenly remembered that she seemed to need to go to [ Jade Pawnshop ] to investigate the situation, so she hurriedly left.
The Intellitron watched this scene silently. After a moment, it spoke again, its voice still low and deep:
"This game was... very, very enjoyable for me. I hope to have the honor of witnessing more of your... wonderful performances in the future."
Having said that, before Xing and March 7th could react, it bowed gracefully again, then turned and, with silent and steady steps, disappeared into the flowing light and shadow and the crowd deep within the banquet hall.
As if it had never existed, leaving only a silhouette gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, it quickly vanished.
Xing stood up, clutching the treasure chest, and looked in the direction where the Intellitron had disappeared. The excitement of victory had not yet faded, but a strange feeling inexplicably rose in her heart.
"Sigh~ It's such a pity about those two cups of milk tea. March 7th, what did that last sentence mean...? Will we ever meet again?"
This Intellitron left a deep impression on Xing, giving her the first taste of two consecutive failures. Fortunately, she managed to turn the tide and win against all odds.
March 7th didn't pay much attention, after all, she wasn't the one competing against that Intellitron [ Origami Bird Clash ].
"Oh well, who cares! As long as we win! Let's see what good stuff is in the treasure chest! Maybe... wait, why can't I open it?"
At this moment, her attention was completely drawn to the spoils before her, and she was trying to pry open the treasure chest:
Xing looked down at the unmoving treasure chest in her arms, then looked up in the direction where the Intellitron had disappeared.
She always felt that this chance encounter was just the beginning of an even more wondrous prelude.
"Sigh~ Only [ Elation ] could make a match-3 game like [ Origami Bird Clash ] so exciting."
On the [ Radiant Feldspar ] ship, Ye Yan leaned lazily against the banquet seat, casually swirling the milk tea in his cup, the amber liquid leaving fleeting marks on the cup's surface.
"As I once said: Eternity never loses out in the face of Elation." He turned to look at the mask at his feet, which was more vibrant than the red carpet, and chuckled softly.
So many Amber Era have passed, and this guy still doesn't understand this: don't gamble with [ Eternity ]. Once you get involved, the outcome is destined to be the absolute victory of [ Eternity ].
However, Aha's acting skills were impeccable. The ' Intellitron ' he impersonated perfectly mimicked the indifference of [ Eternity ] and the rigidity of [ Erudition ].
Unfortunately, it ultimately ran into [ Trailblaze ], who was based on the protagonist archetype, and all its efforts were in vain.
"Waaaaah~ Aha, I've really lost face! I'll teach him a lesson he deserves in that Simulated Universe!"
"That genius wearing a magic hat wouldn't be happy about that, so why don't you pretend to be the [ Beauty ] Idrila?"
"Waaaaah~ Now that you say that, Aha is even more embarrassed! To be looked down upon by that piece of scrap metal's Emanator, in her eyes, Aha's charm is not even as good as Idrila's!" The mask trembled even more violently, almost jumping up and down on the spot.
Ye Yan put down his teacup, the bottom of which made a crisp, light sound as it touched the table.
His gaze returned to the Fool's Mask that was bouncing back and forth, and he said in a flat tone, "From the perspective of general Reason, a Fool's Mask cannot indeed be called [ Beauty ]." Ye Yan murmured.
"What... does that mean ' Eternity ' can be considered ' Beauty '?!"
The mask suddenly sprang up from the ground and hovered in mid-air, almost touching Ye Yan's calm and composed face.
"Hmm?" Ye Yan leaned back slightly, avoiding the overly enthusiastic light, his fingertips lightly tracing the rim of the cup.
Why not?
"The so-called ' Beauty '... represented by Idrila is both fleeting beauty and an Eternity echo."