Destiny Mission of game ‘Star Ring’
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536: 448 536: 448 Unexpectedly, as time trickled by, it was already time for the training camp, and Mo Baoke still hadn’t shown up.

The crowd exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion.

Su Mo was also a bit perplexed.

Although Mo Baoke was usually unreliable, he shouldn’t have stood them up like this, skipping the training camp altogether, should he?

Normally, he should have arrived by now.

Just then, a series of muffled footsteps approached, and everyone lifted their heads in unison, expressions of extreme shock on their faces.

They saw a Third Generation Mecha, eighteen meters tall, made entirely from reinforced bronze Luo Titanium Alloy, with covert beam cannons embedded in its shoulders, dual fifteen-meter-long beam sabers in its hands, and eight pairs of rotating auxiliary jet wings on its back.

Su Mo’s eyes also revealed disbelief, and he couldn’t help but curse internally.

“Damn~ isn’t that the Third Generation Mecha Slaughter Blade?”

At that moment, the Third Generation Mecha Slaughter Blade moved closer to the crowd.

Then the cockpit opened, and Mo Baoke jumped out with unparalleled arrogance.

“Leader?”

“It’s actually the leader driving the Third Generation Mecha?”

…..

The expressions of the team members on site all shifted; each one of them was immensely shocked.

Seeing this, Mo Baoke’s smile grew even brighter, exactly the effect he wanted—shocked, right?

Admire, right!

He was indeed the most badass there was.

Mo Baoke inserted his fingers into the key ring, twisting the keys of the mecha, and boastfully said, “See this, what is this?

The keys to the Third Generation Mecha Slaughter Blade, my mecha!”

Upon hearing this, everyone else also incredulously gasped.

Even Su Mo was extremely shocked.

This guy actually had a Third Generation Mecha, and it was even the Slaughter Blade!

Honestly, when he was in the Star Ring World, of all the mechas Su Mo had piloted, the Slaughter Blade was the easiest to handle, well-balanced, with strong offensive power.

But no matter how Su Mo looked at this Third Generation Mecha, it didn’t seem like it came from the Batak Planet.

This model of mecha, probably only Ring Star City would have, right?

While Su Mo was puzzled, Mo Baoke deliberately walked up to him and, with an air of petty pride, lectured him.

“Look closely, this is a Third Generation Mecha.

Second Generation Mechas are crap in front of it.

Ugly truth is, it only takes one slash to burst a mecha, what technology, those little tricks are nothing, they’re all trash in front of absolute power!”

Kolev frowned deeply.

Although he was very shocked and unclear where Mo Baoke got the mecha from, the ideology he was now ingraining was extremely foolish.

Using a Third Generation Mecha to compare with a First Generation Mecha, isn’t that like an adult bullying a child?

Of course, Kolev didn’t voice any objection.

Right now, Mo Baoke, standing in front of you with the Third Generation Mecha, what could you say?

At that moment, apart from confusion and astonishment, Su Mo felt calm inside.

He completely ignored what Mo Baoke was saying.

He let him show off before him.

Meanwhile, the training teams around, seeing the Third Generation Mecha, involuntarily began to gather around.

Many people couldn’t help but express their caution.

“Damn, that really is a Third Generation Mecha, and it seems not mass-produced too.”

“I’ve seen this mecha, Third Generation Mecha·Slaughter Blade, available for sale in Star Ring City, very expensive, way more than regular Third Generation Mechas.”

“How could Mo Baoke have this mecha, and it looks so new too!

Looks like it hasn’t even been used yet, you see the paint on the whole mecha is intact.”

“I’m so jealous, if I had this mecha, I’d have been conquering everywhere by now.”

…

Seeing more and more onlookers, Mo Baoke became even more excited and proud, his vanity immensely satisfied; this was the effect he wanted.

Su Mo watched Mo Baoke, who was incredibly pleased with himself, his heart full of wonder.

Where on earth did this guy get a Third Generation Mecha?

He was well aware of how precious this thing was, not something Mo Baoke should be able to own at his level.

Of course, Su Mo would never have guessed that this mecha was borrowed by Mo Baoke from an old friend.

And this old friend, Su Mo knew him too—it was Amocadi, originally the leader of the Second Legion of Country Y.

Then, Mo Baoke, in front of everyone, called out, “Lieutenant Su Mo.”

“Present!”

Su Mo responded solemnly.

“As a leader, I think it’s necessary to admonish you, you’re a promising seed, but you’re still too green.

You must understand what reality is, this is reality, in the presence of absolute power, everything else is just clouds.

No matter how unwilling you are, you must lie down…”

Mo Baoke immediately began lecturing Su Mo, his heart pleased immensely; wasn’t this boy able to steal my mecha in the Star Ring World?

Now let him see the reality version of the Slaughter Blade, let him understand what is called reality, those virtual things don’t count.

Su Mo sighed inwardly, this guy really deserved a beating, behaving so annoyingly smug.

It seemed that today his ears were destined for a rough time.

Normally, he could babble on and on for ages, and now, with this Third Generation Mecha, it was bound to be endless.

Su Mo took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for a long session of being lectured.

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Inside the core hangar of Department G.

The urgent broadcast continued to blare.

“All maintenance personnel, please note, please immediately clear out from the Fourth Generation Biological Mecha·Dark Calamity Apostle, the first round of testing will commence in fifteen minutes!”