Ye Ling looked at the glaring warning on the bracelet and took a deep breath. Her lungs felt as if they were being tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand, making her feel a little stuffy.
She knew that this was the ultimatum given to her by the organizing committee. Give up?
Absolutely not!
Her eyes were sharp as a knife, sweeping across the glances around her that were either gloating or looking to watch the fun.
The air around her seemed to freeze, making it hard to breathe, but the fire in her heart burned brighter and brighter. It was an uncompromising stubbornness and an unyielding fighting spirit.
"Heh, you want me to admit defeat? Dream on!" Ye Ling sneered, with a bit of disdain and a bit of desperate ruthlessness.
She turned to look at the old man who was working hard to repair it, and her voice trembled slightly, "Old man, how long will it take?"
The old man didn't even raise his head, staring intently at the mecha parts in his hand. The tools in his hand were spinning rapidly, making a "sizzling" sound, like a war drum racing against time.
"Almost there, almost there! This crappy thing, with all its fancy designs, is just full of useless stuff."
Just then, a commotion came from outside the stadium. Ye Ling's heart tightened and a bad premonition arose.
She looked up and saw several men in uniform forcibly dragging Duan Yu out. Duan Yu's face was ashen, his brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes. He tried to break free, but was held tightly.
"Duan Yu!" Ye Ling couldn't help but shout out, with a hint of anxiety and helplessness in her voice.
She wanted to rush over, but the old man grabbed her arm and said, "Don't worry about that kid, take care of yourself first!"
Ye Ling could only watch Duan Yu being taken away. She felt as if her chest was hit hard by a sledgehammer, and an indescribable sense of loss surged in her heart.
She knew that Duan Yu's family would not let him go easily, and the story behind this game was far more complicated than she had imagined.
She looked in the direction Duan Yu left.
The atmosphere around her seemed even more depressing. The sky was so gloomy that it seemed like it was about to collapse. The heavy atmosphere made it hard for her to breathe.
She felt like she was trapped in a huge net, with invisible obstacles on all sides. She wanted to break free, but didn't know where to start.
"Tsk, what bad luck! Even drinking cold water gets stuck in my teeth." She muttered softly, then began to check the information on the bracelet again, making sure over and over again that she had not missed any details.
"Since you want to play, I will play with you to the end!" Ye Ling raised the corner of his mouth with a sneer again, but this time, the smile was deeper and more aggressive.
"Ye Ling, I advise you to give up. You can't succeed!" A sinister voice came from behind.
Ye Ling frowned and turned around, only to see Jinx crossing his arms, looking at her sarcastically with a sinister smile on his lips.
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would give up?" Ye Ling asked back coldly, with undisguised contempt in her tone.
"Haha, let's wait and see!" Jinx said, turned and left, leaving behind a provocative back.
Ye Ling ignored Jinx's provocation. She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and turned her attention back to the mecha that was being repaired.
At this moment, the old man suddenly stood up and laughed heartily, "Done! Done! This broken thing is finally done!" He stretched out his hand and patted the metal shell of the mecha, making a crisp sound.
Upon hearing this, Ye Ling was delighted and quickly walked to the mecha. She reached out her hand and gently stroked the cold metal shell of the mecha.
Suddenly, she heard hurried footsteps approaching her quickly.
"Ye Ling, your mecha...!"
Ye Ling turned around suddenly and saw Bron running towards her breathlessly with a white-haired old expert, with a hint of anxiety on his face, but more of excitement.
"Ye Ling, your mecha...we have repaired it!" Braon shouted breathlessly, his voice full of joy.
Ye Ling looked at the repaired mecha, and a huge stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile.
She knew that Bron was reliable!
"Good job! I knew you wouldn't let me down!" She patted Bron's shoulder, her tone light and teasing.
Jinx and the others' faces turned ugly upon seeing this. They originally thought that Ye Ling's mecha had broken down and she would definitely not be able to complete the competition, but they didn't expect it to be repaired!
They exchanged glances.
Ye Ling ignored the reactions of Jinx and others. She walked straight to the mecha and operated it skillfully.
All functions of the mecha have returned to normal, running smoothly, as if full of vitality.
Ye Ling raised the corner of his mouth slightly, sneering in his heart: Do you want to laugh at me?
It’s not that easy!
“Sizzle——”
"Buzz—"
The mecha's mechanical arms waved flexibly, and various ingredients flew in the air, like a wonderful cooking show.
Ye Ling's movements were smooth and seamless, and every step was precise and precise, showing her superb cooking skills.
When friends around saw Ye Ling's operation, they all expressed their admiration.
"Wow! Ye Ling is so amazing!"
"As expected of our goddess!"
"This operation is simply 666!"
Ye Ling listened to the cheers around her, her heart filled with confidence and joy.
She knew that she had successfully taken control of the situation and that the conspiracy of Jinx and others was doomed to fail.
She glanced at Jinx and the others, their faces were ashen. Ye Ling sneered in her heart: You want to fight me with just these little tricks?
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