Xiang Fan quickly waved his hands: "No, no, Senior Sister, I'm fine, really."
Ling Ruoxi curled her lips, her tone half joking and half distressed: "Hey, I really don't know how you persisted."
The Black Tortoise Guard (Luo Tiangang) laughed heartily. "Alright, don't embarrass me, Boss. Let's talk about where we're going first? The Chaos Realm or the ranked matches?"
Ling Ruochen excitedly interrupted, "Ranked competition! I'm only one star away from a promotion!"
Xiang Fan smiled slightly: "Okay, then let's play a few more ranked games."
The virtual map loaded. This time, the battlefield was the "Psychic Ruins"—the remains of an ancient city ravaged by war. The air was thick with the remnants of psychic energy, and broken rune formations loomed among the ruins. Occasionally, unstable sparks of psychic energy flickered, illuminating the scattered mecha wreckage. This place possessed the ancient atmosphere of a cultivation civilization, yet was imbued with the awe-inspiring aura of futuristic technology, akin to a forgotten world.
Xiang Fan skillfully adjusted the mecha's parameters and quickly scanned his teammates' positions. "Ning Yuge, you go around and attack the opponent's support. Luo Tiangang, you draw fire and protect the back row. Ling Ruochen, you stay invisible and wait for my signal to cut in."
"Got it!" The teammates agreed one after another, their tone revealing their excitement of trying it out.
The battle began, and five enemy mechas rushed over with great momentum, two of which were actually Jindan-level mechas. Ling Ruochen couldn't help but grumble in a low voice: "Boss, can we really beat this kind of opponent?"
Xiang Fan sneered, his finger gently sliding across the control panel, the mecha quickly adjusted its posture, his eyes sharp as a knife: "Don't panic, this is just a virtual battlefield. What matters is operation and tactics, not realm."
The enemy's firepower poured down like a torrential downpour. The Black Tortoise Guard stood firm in front, its massive psychic shield raised, blocking the enemy's main battle mecha's barrage. The Shadow Killer, like a ghost, vanished into the darkness, silently closing in on the enemy's auxiliary mecha. The next second, a dark golden blade of light pierced the shadows of the ruins—a single blow to the throat!
"Done!" Ning Yuge laughed softly, and the mecha jumped out of the darkness like a beast that had successfully hunted.
"Beautiful." Xiang Fan nodded slightly, then calmly ordered: "Ling Ruochen, prepare to act."
"Got it!" Ling Ruochen's mecha instantly lost its stealth mode and rushed into the battlefield like a storm, moving freely through the enemy's formation.
Xiang Fan, on the other hand, precisely controlled the mecha's firepower from afar, coordinating with his teammates' rhythm to gradually force the enemy into a dead end. After just ten minutes, the battle was over, and Team Zero secured victory with a clean and efficient teamwork.
"Haha! We won again! The boss is awesome!" Ling Ruochen was so excited that he almost jumped up from his seat.
Ning Yuge whistled proudly: "Of course, following the boss, we are the victorious generals."
Xiang Fan smiled faintly, his tone still calm: "Okay, let's stop here for today. I have to get up early for work tomorrow."
His teammates expressed their understanding, and Shadow Killer patted him on the shoulder: "Boss, you've worked hard. Go to bed early."
After exiting the Spirit Realm battlefield, Xiang Fan leaned against the mecha cabin, quietly gazing at the night sky outside the window. Ran Xing's neon lights streamed in through the window, casting a flickering light inside the cabin.
He murmured softly: "Perhaps, the virtual world is where I belong..."
In the real world, he's just an ordinary mechanic, struggling to make a living, toiling amidst piles of oil and parts. But in the spiritual realm, he's a king, a master tactician, capable of leading his teammates to the pinnacle of success.
This contrast may be the motivation for him to continue working hard to live.
As the night deepened, the shabby alley fell silent. Xiang Fan leaned against the mecha cabin and unknowingly fell asleep, a tired yet satisfied smile on his lips. The indicator lights inside the mecha cabin flickered softly, as if quietly watching over the lonely repairman.
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