Zuo Jin crisply replied, "I've already notified them. The investigation team's ship will land at the Southwest Legion in two hours!"

Those scoundrels are incredibly efficient at getting things done.

I have no idea how he trains people!

I'll ask you for advice later!

Pooh!

I need some help!

Everyone else is being trained so well!

What about his own apprentice?

Where is your brother-in-law?

They turned him into a complete blockhead!

Is there anything else I can ask you?

She finally found a man who was perfect for her in every way, but she couldn't even get to home base or have sex with him!

Jiang Si grew increasingly angry and walked up to Brandt.

Brandt was about 1.9 meters tall, with a muscular build. Wearing combat gear, he looked bulging and exuded an air of unruliness and arrogance.

He was broad and strong. Standing in front of him, Jiang Si looked like a little chick standing in front of an eagle. She looked weak and frail, as if one hand could crush her.

Brant's blue eyes stared at the skinny, sunglasses-wearing inspector standing before him, who was looking up at him with his head held high. He immediately launched into a tirade: "Inspector, are you even an adult? Are you still breastfeeding?"

Jiang Si stretched out her hand and fanned her nose: "General Brandt, can you smell the stench?"

Brant raised his voice: "Stinky? My Southwest Legion, where would a stench come from? Inspector, don't go looking for trouble."

Jiang Si said with a smile, "I'm an inspector, not someone who's just looking for trouble. By the way, Admiral Brant, I heard you're a strength-type ability user, capable of destroying a mech with one punch. Let me see that for myself."

Brant wanted to give her a hard time, to vent Ying Lun's anger, and to let those people on the forum know that the so-called inspector was all show and no substance, and was his defeated opponent!

"Of course! Men, get in the mechs!" Brant gave the order, and his adjutant got into the mech.

Jiang Si walked over to the mecha and tapped it with her hand: "General Brandt, this mecha is a new product procured by the military, right? It's not a scrap piece, is it?"

Brant puffed out his chest: "Of course it's not junk! How can junk demonstrate the power of my superpowers!"

Jiang Si suddenly realized: "What you're talking about, come on, let me see how you blast this mech apart with one punch!"

Brant smirked, clenched his fist, and channeled his mental energy, saying to Jiang Si, "Little girl, open your eyes wide and see clearly what mental energy and physical strength really are."

Jiang Si was very easygoing and gave up her seat, even making a gesture of invitation.

Brandt clenched his fist, imbued with his mental energy, and punched the mecha. The perfectly good mecha was instantly wrecked by a bolt of electricity.

"Clap clap clap!"

Jiang Si clapped her hands, praising him generously: "Admiral Brandt, you're amazing! My God, my God, just one punch, one punch and you smashed the mecha to pieces! You're incredible!"

Brant snorted smugly, "Little girl, you have no taste!"

Jiang Si nodded heavily and admitted, "General Brandt, you are right. I was ignorant. I have a question I would like to ask you, and I hope you can answer it."

A little girl is just a little girl.

They have no knowledge whatsoever.

He had only destroyed one mech, yet she treated him like an idol, her eyes filled with adoration, even using honorifics.

So what if they send an inspector? Nothing special!

Brandt's voice boomed: "What's the problem?"

Jiang Si pointed at the sparks shooting up from the wrecked mecha and asked, "How many of these easily destroyed mechas do you wear out every year from practicing your fists?"

Brandt scoffed, "Even with these kinds of cases, it's impossible to stop them without at least 10 or 8 every year!"

Jiang Si said "Oh": "10 or 8 a year, that's 18 in total. On average, one and a half are scrapped every month. The cost of one mecha is..."

Zuo Jin reminded her as she hesitated, "These mechs, which can be used on the battlefield, cost 3 million star coins to manufacture in military factories!"

Jiang Si nodded and continued, "Admiral Brandt, each mech costs 3 million star coins. You have to destroy 18 of them every year. As an admiral, you've been doing this for nearly 10 years, which means you've destroyed almost 200 mechs to train your so-called supernatural power type. You're quite excellent!"

Brandt was stunned by her calculation. He said he broke 10 or 8 a year, not 18, but this little girl counted 18 and started calculating the cost with him. What was this little girl up to?

Brant shouted, "I have a strength-based ability, and I practice every day, every month, every year. Otherwise, how could I control the Southwest Legion?"

“You’re right, you have to practice every day, otherwise your superpower will rust and you won’t be able to control people!” Jiang Si said, swinging her foot and looking at You Yu: “Did you record it all?”

You Yu raised his gaze from the personal terminal and respectfully replied to Jiang Si, "Reporting to the Inspector, it's all been recorded. You can now put his head in a pit; it's perfectly aboveboard and in accordance with the law!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Si adjusted her sunglasses, took a step back, and said to Brant, "General Brant, I accept your challenge. Please let me see if your strength-type superpower is so powerful that you can smash me against the wall and make me unable to pry myself off!"

Brandt's blue eyes flashed with ferocity as he pointed to Yu on the right and questioned Jiang Si, "What did you make him record?"

Jiang Si smiled brightly: "Guess!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she leaped into the air, her beautiful skirt fluttering in the wind.

Brandt's expression changed drastically, and he quickly threw a punch.

Jiang Si kicked his fist, then used the momentum to kick him in the chest.

There was no spiritual power, only physical strength, overwhelming strength, directly pressing down on his chest with his feet, forcing this nearly 1.9-meter-tall man to the ground, his limbs in the air.

He took a big sip.

Brandt coughed up a mouthful of blood, wanting to fight back, but his body wouldn't move.

Jiang Si shifted her foot from his chest and kicked Brandt's shoulder armor, sending his nearly 200-pound body spinning.

Brandt was completely defenseless. He spun twice in the air and then crashed heavily to the ground.

Jiang Si stepped forward and stomped on the back of his head, sinking it into a crater. Her gaze swept over the members of the Southwest Legion, and she coldly said to Zuo Jin, "The Southwest Legion's investigation report will state: General Brandt abused his power to flaunt his supernatural abilities, practiced with mechs that were ready for combat, and damaged Legion property!"

"According to preliminary investigations, during his 10 years of service, he destroyed nearly 180 mechs, causing the legion financial losses exceeding 500 million."

The group from the Southwest Legion who came to pick up the inspector were already terrified.

Their general possesses a strength-based superpower; he can shatter a mech with a single punch. In their legion, no one can withstand his punch.

Now, however, he was stepped on by the back of the head and shoved into a pit by the petite, frail inspector who looked like he could be crushed with a single finger.

No one is being deceived on the forum.

Why did they believe their own general, who said that this inspector was all show and no substance?

If these inspectors are all show and no substance, then they are useless, no, they are even worse than useless.

After Jiang Si finished speaking, she looked at the terrified members of the Southwest Legion, then kicked Brandt, who had once again shoved his head into the pit, and kicked him at the members of the Southwest Legion. She commanded in an unquestionable manner: "This kind of scoundrel who caused the Legion more than 500 million in losses treats taxpayers' money like nothing. You all keep an eye on him. The investigation team will be here in two hours. You will personally hand him over to the investigation team!"

“If this scoundrel is injured or dies within these two hours, your entire Southwest Legion will be held accountable, and no one will escape responsibility!”