Chapter 33
It was as if the world had come to a halt in an instant. The entire audience fell silent, and everyone's gazes were focused on one point, at the end of which was the particle gun in Jiang Xiangyang's hand.
Jiang Xiangyang, who became the focus, just stood there leisurely, not looking at anyone present. His fingertips touched the gun body, buckle, and patterns in turn. The scattered hair on his forehead cast shadows in his eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.
Jiang Xiangyang like this undoubtedly made people feel a bit pressured. The broken section of the spear was still emitting wisps of green smoke. The anger and contempt on the faces of several clan leaders disappeared in their condensed pupils, and were replaced by gradually rising fear.
No one could tell from the scene just now what incredible means Jiang Xiangyang used, and the unknown often makes people afraid.
Ah Hu was also one of the people who was frightened.
Because of the shadow left by the riot at the mineral mountain, Ah Hu never and dared not make any inappropriate move towards Jiang Xiangyang, even though the other party had been behaving like an ordinary person in the past few days.
Now he is extremely grateful for his wise move.
Ah Hu immediately turned around and half-knelt on the ground facing Jiang Xiangyang: "Sir, please calm down."
Jiang Xiangyang looked at the admiration that could not be concealed in Ah Hu's eyes, but he nodded lightly, then raised his head, curled the corners of his mouth, and looked calmly at everyone present. His calm demeanor overlapped with a figure that was being projected in Jiang Xiangyang's mind.
[The mecha's energy input has reached 36%. The energy storage tank has been found to be damaged and is overflowing... Yangyang, have you fixed that?]
Done, I'll be right in.
The image in his mind disappeared and his attention returned to the scene. Jiang Xiangyang rubbed his palm. The place where the particle gun had touched was already wet with cold sweat. He said in his heart, thank you for your guidance, senior.
Of course, a particle gun alone cannot subdue these ferocious primitive people. Fortunately, Xiao G has saved the video of the previous fighting maniac breaking through the siege. The first part just fits the current scene and can be copied to fool people. As for the strength of his imitation, Jiang Xiangyang looked around at the changes in the expressions of the people present and felt that he could barely get a score of about six.
He was thinking randomly in his mind, but his eyes did not shift to the movements of others. Without receiving any specific signal from Jiang Xiangyang, Ah Hu did not stand up and continued to kneel motionless. The others did not move either. Some were frightened, while others were half-believing and half-doubting and chose to wait and see.
The first group of people are ordinary residents of the Gena tribe, while the second group are tribal warriors with patterns on their foreheads, including several clan leaders.
Jiang Xiangyang had heard Heichu mention that the promotion of warriors from various tribes was often accompanied by a fight for blood and life. Those who crawled out of the pile of corpses would not be easily frightened by a little vigilance. In order to make them surrender, they had to show strength that was several times greater than that of the tribal warriors.
[Mech restart preparation to be continued, restarting... Restart successful, mech codename K-87, temporary pilot Jiang Xiangyang.]
Jiang Xiangyang's eyes flashed, and he raised his eyebrows, asking jokingly, "You guys aren't going up?"
This sentence undoubtedly broke the deadlock. The soldiers clenched their spears, and the skin on their legs and feet instantly stretched straight, making a subtle and dull collision sound with the ground. More than a thousand pairs of eyes stared at Jiang Xiangyang, as if the person standing in the center was not a person, but a monster.
Unaffected, the hand holding the particle gun slid to his side, and Jiang Xiangyang's mouth curled up: "Then it's my turn to go first?"
Someone couldn't help swallowing.
As he spoke, Jiang Xiangyang took a step forward, but everyone else stepped back. When Jiang Xiangyang took another step forward, the others retreated. Ah Hu just watched Jiang Xiangyang walk step by step in front of him, while those tribal warriors moved further away from their original positions.
Ah Hu: “…”
Jiang Xiangyang: It’s quite fun.
Ah Hu couldn't understand Jiang Xiangyang's bad taste. He simply thought that the "messenger of God" was angry at the ignorance of the five major tribes, and quickly crouched down even lower. Jiang Xiangyang was about to pull him up when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a rapidly retreating figure out of the corner of his eye. A sense of crisis arose in him, and he quickly pushed Ah Hu away and retreated one or two meters to the side.
Less than a second after Jiang Xiangyang moved his body, a spear came rushing over and stabbed right where he had just stood. This spear was enough to pierce Jiang Xiangyang's body through.
Everyone else was stunned. Before they could turn around, they heard the Gnar priest's voice, rough as sandpaper, once again: "The divine messenger is favored by the gods and possesses supreme divine power, making him immune to all attacks. But he dodged it, which means this person only accidentally glimpsed a small spell and is not a divine messenger."
Some still didn't move. The old priest sneered. If he couldn't command the warriors of other tribes, could he command the members of the Gna tribe? Without waiting for the chief to speak, he ordered the warriors beside him: "Continue the attack!"
The old priest had great prestige in the tribe. The Gena people hesitated for a moment, then raised their spears and pointed the sharp tips at Jiang Xiangyang on the field. Jiang Xiangyang instantly became the target of everyone's criticism.
The corners of Jiang Xiangyang's mouth were tense and his expression was inexplicable. The Gena people were waiting in full alert. However, the next moment, the scene of Jiang Xiangyang showing his might as they expected did not happen. They watched Jiang Xiangyang suddenly turn around and rush into the straw hut behind him.
Everyone: “…”
The hut was surrounded by people, and Jiang Xiangyang's action looked like a desperate attempt to commit suicide. The old priest had obviously made up his mind. He laughed, the sound even harsher than before, stomped the ground with his crutch, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and arrest this despicable liar!"
The old priest's words touched a thread in the hearts of the Gena people. The anger of being deceived made them roar angrily and rush towards the straw hut like a tide.
Ah Hu was unable to stop him and could only barely protect Ah Ying on the ground. Ah Ying seemed to have just recovered from the shock. He looked up and met Ah Hu's anxious face. He called out uncertainly, "Brother...?"
[The mecha pilot has returned to his position and is starting the operating procedure. Please wait... The startup is successful. Welcome to use it.]
Amidst the shouting crowd, a rigid electronic sound suddenly rang out, followed by the sound of an engine starting, like thunder from a clear sky, penetrating into the ears of everyone present.
A fierce wind came howling, overturning the flimsy straw hut. The soldiers who rushed to the front were tossed around in the sharp airflow and fell to the ground one after another.
The scene reversed in an instant, the shouts were replaced by the sound of the wind, and in full view of everyone, a mecha rose from the ground, rising into the sky like a cluster of cannons, shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
Many parts of the mecha were damaged, and its body was covered in gray clumps, looking like a slightly larger piece of scrap metal. But when its head lowered and its eyes fell on the tribesmen, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and then held their breath, not realizing that they were shaking.
The old priest's gaze happened to meet the electronic screen of the mecha. He fell to the ground with a thud, and used his hands and feet to move backward tremblingly.
Jiang Xiangyang in the mecha withdrew his gaze, glanced at the remaining energy, and then pressed the attack button.
Laser beams fell like flowers from the sky, landing at everyone's feet with a loud bang and stirring up dust all over the sky, but no one was hurt.
The overwhelming smoke dissipated, and the mecha and Ah Hu and Ah Ying on the ground disappeared, leaving only a group of people lying on their knees.
After leaving the area of the Gena tribe, Jiang Xiangyang gently placed Ah Hu and Ah Ying in the grass. He landed steadily and jumped out of the mecha. He stroked the damaged parts of the mecha's surface with his palms. The sharp protrusions rubbed his skin slightly.
The small ball floated out of the mecha and landed on Jiang Xiangyang's head. Following Jiang Xiangyang's gaze, he understood what he was thinking: "It can be used once more at most."
Jiang Xiangyang nodded, hummed, and when he heard the pager ringing, he picked it up.
Hei Chu's voice came from the pager: "Where is Mr. Jiang now?"
Hei Chu's tone seemed to indicate that Jiang Xiangyang and the others had escaped successfully. Jiang Xiangyang felt mixed emotions. He scratched his head and muttered quietly, "You all know?"
"It's not 'we', it's 'I'. The master is asleep, and I'm helping to organize the information. I can't leave for a while. Fortunately, Mr. Jiang is fine."
Jiang Xiangyang listened carefully, but could not detect any emotion in Hei Chu's words. It seemed as if the other party was stating some facts and apologizing for not being able to provide timely rescue.
Seeing Hei Chu's attitude, Jiang Xiangyang began to feel uneasy, and his doubts disappeared.
"This was originally my mistake, and it's all thanks to the method you told Little G." Jiang Xiangyang paused here, and then asked casually, "Hei Chu, do you know what Little G's prototype is?"
Hei Chu didn't prevaricate, as if he had known Jiang Xiangyang would ask this question, but he didn't say it directly: "I can't explain it, but the master has the answer you want."
Jiang Xiangyang suppressed this doubt and nodded.
"Since Mr. Jiang is fine, I will continue with my work. The master will probably wake up in a day. Before that, please pay attention to your own safety. If you have any questions, you can come to me."
Jiang Xiangyang: "Okay."
As soon as he hung up, the two people on the other side woke up. Jiang Xiangyang slapped his forehead and remembered that he had forgotten the boy with the Gena tribe. However, he didn't go too far. With the other party's speed, he should be able to catch up in a while.
The first thing the three-petal man saw was Ah Hu, who was lying next to him. His eyes flickered a little, but his tone was more determined than before. He reached out and touched Ah Hu's hand, with an imperceptible cautiousness: "Brother?"
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I haven't written anything for five days, and my brain and hands seem to be rusted. I am so slow that I don't know what I am writing.
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