Could it be her? Lin Yiran thought, only she could be trying to kill her.
Thinking about all this is useless; we need to get through this current difficulty first.
As an S-class elite soldier, Lin Yiran wasn't quite sure if her combat strength was enough to match that of her opponent.
System 101 said, "You can't beat me! And given the success of your restaurant, I'll be charging you for fighting from now on—one thousand star coins per fight! No bargaining." Then it disappeared.
Lin Yiran cursed inwardly: "Damn system. It's always thinking about my popularity score."
However, the system has already helped Lin Yiran many times for free. She is not an ungrateful person, so she might as well give it to her. Anyway, she is now capable of earning popularity points. She can exchange 1,000 star coins for a chance to make the other party's mental power disappear.
For Lin Yiran, it was a great deal.
"How many moves do you think Miss Lin can withstand from Zhou Lin?"
"I'd guess three moves. Miss Lin is so petite and thin, three moves at most. Three moves is already a compliment!"
"I bet it'll be one move! Zhou Lin can definitely take down Miss Lin in one hit!"
"Hey! Don't you guys believe there might be another way out? Even though Miss Lin can't beat Zhou Lin herself, she can find outside help. After all, she is Captain Wu's outside help and knows the importance of finding outside assistance. What if Miss Lin really finds a powerful... outside help?"
"Oh, come on, what kind of outside help could beat Zhou Lin with S-level mental strength? Double S-level? Do you think double S-level people are as common as cabbages? How many double S-level people have there been in our Ninth Star Region? You can count them on one hand, right?"
"Oh dear, Miss Lin is definitely doomed this time."
Zhou Lin raised his hand, and his S-level mental power swept over everything, forming a huge net, trying to trap Lin Yiran inside.
Strangely, Lin Yiran didn't feel any pressure. Why was that? Before she could think about it, she noticed that there was another person next to her.
The man said coldly, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for an S-rank mercenary like you to bully a young girl who has no mental power?"
Then, he turned back indifferently to the anxious Xiaoman outside and said, "The application has been sent. Remember to approve it."
Xiaoman opened her Star Brain in a daze and found that she had received a team-joining request. The person who joined the team was named Zhou Ye, an S-level mental power... mecha warrior?
No, they are mecha pilots.
??? ??? !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!
Oh my god, Xiaoman thought she was seeing things, so she quickly rubbed her eyes and checked again, but the result was still the same. The bright message on the star brain read: Zhou Ye, S-class mecha pilot.
But since the person was there to help Sister Lin, she couldn't let things get in the way. After hurriedly clicking "agree," Wu Xiaoman's gaze returned to the stage.
The medics on stage have all come up and are treating both teams. They are impartial and unbiased.
Normally, medics could only provide treatment after the match was decided, but given how long the game had dragged on, the organizers simply had the medical team treat the injured on stage. As for Lin Yiran and Zhou Lin, they were allowed to continue playing.
It has absolutely no impact.
As she looked over, she saw a young boy standing next to Lin Yiran. He had a youthful appearance, but his overall demeanor was mature and steady, giving people a sense of security. Judging from his appearance, he should have just come of age.
"An S-class mecha pilot???" someone exclaimed in surprise.
"Look! Look! The Blazing Sun Squad has a new member!! An S-rank mecha pilot! An S-rank mecha pilot! That boy is an S-rank mecha pilot!!"
"Wow, that's impressive. Who's this kid?"
The cheers from the surrounding audience grew louder and louder. Lin Yiran looked at Zhou Ye beside her with a puzzled expression. Was he here to help her on purpose?
"Thank you," Lin Yiran said without making a fuss, but smiled slightly. Now her chances of winning had increased even more. With an S-class mecha pilot holding the opponent back, she wouldn't lose!
Zhou Ye maintained his indifferent attitude, nodding nonchalantly, "You're welcome." Lin Yiran was in trouble, so it was only right that he came to help, after all, he still owed her a life-saving debt. The sooner the debt of gratitude was repaid, the sooner he could have peace of mind.
Jin Shuo, sitting on the platform with his legs crossed, cracking sunflower seeds, couldn't help but smash the shells on the ground after seeing this scene: "Damn it, he'd rather join a level 5 mercenary squad than our top-tier Starsea mercenary group? What's so great about that squad? Is it worth an S-rank mecha pilot lowering himself to fight? That mecha pilot is a mecha repairman, the whole squad is technical. Is he even cut out for fighting? Absolutely not. They could crush him with a single finger in a second!"
"Nonsense, everyone's being ridiculous!"
Jin Shuo was furious. Under the pressure of his mental power, the melon seed in his hand turned into dust.
An official beside him advised, "Young master, there's no need to be angry. Now that Zhou Ye has entered the fray, the battle situation might be completely reversed. In my opinion, Zhou Lin might not dare to make a move against Zhou Ye."
“The S-class mecha pilots know what that means. They are still a genius teenager who is growing up. They won’t do anything reckless.”
"Besides, Zhou Ye is someone that their Emperor's Legion went to great lengths to win over, so they won't touch him no matter what. Just wait and see, young master."
That's absolutely true.
When Zhou Lin realized that the person standing with Lin Yiran was Zhou Ye, the mental energy in his hand instantly disappeared. Even a fool would know that he couldn't afford to offend that person.
The Zhou Ye in front of them was someone that their Emperor's Legion had gone to great lengths to win over, and they even went so far as to execute Huang Zhengyuan, an S-level mental power user, who had previously thrown Zhou Ye into the Primitive Forest.
He knew how important Zhou Ye was to their Imperial Army.
S-class mecha warriors are common, numbering around a thousand in the Ninth Star System. However, S-class mecha pilots are a different story. They're as rare as pandas, the darlings of the interstellar community. There are fewer than a hundred left in the entire galaxy, so rare that they're protected wherever they go. Only a fool like Huang Zhengyuan would dare to lay a hand on him.
This is utterly speechless.
It's safe to say that an S-class mecha pilot is highly sought after wherever they go, and given the opportunity, they could easily build their own business empire. Unfortunately, Zhou Ye's personality is unpredictable, despite their Emperor's Domination extending invitations multiple times.
Zhou Ye always refused to join their army, but he would accept the job if it was just about designing mechs.
He'll accept anyone who comes, as long as they give him enough Star Coins.
Therefore, Zhou Ye's nature allows him to maintain absolute freedom within several major mercenary groups without being constrained.
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