The lift gate slowly opened, and Sister Zhou strode in.
She was then blocked by the high wall in front, with no flowers or embraces as imagined.
A large number of Militia infantry lay scattered on the ground in the control room. It turned out that not everyone was a Pilot, having their own Titan.
"The Pilot and the Titan are in the elevator, MacLeod! Take them up." Captain Cole waved his hand, and Sister Zhou, piloting her Titan, slowly ascended.
Through dialogue, it was learned that the signal relay's power had been shut off, and launching the signal required two steps.
First, repair the power, and second, activate the signal relay.
Repairing the power required a special weapon—the Arc Device.
The Arc Device could generate five megajoules of energy, but the Militia did not have this weapon on hand.
BT found the location of the last remaining device on the monitor—the Sub-Division Sensor.
However,
This place was not a control room built for humans at all; it was entirely staffed by Spectres.
BT couldn't go along, and no one from the Militia had the ability to do so.
With that said, everyone's gaze turned to Sister Zhou.
"This… is it okay?"
Sister Zhou felt the fervent gazes of everyone present, like a flayed lamb entering a wolf pack.
"Can I… can I say no?"
"Pilot Cooper, I advise you to be careful when operating inside the facility sub-division. You must retrieve the Arc Device."
BT didn't even ask for Sister Zhou's opinion and directly selected her as the best candidate.
This might be the mutual trust between partners, Sister Zhou comforted herself.
'Everyone treats the protagonist as immortal, and the protagonist goes on high-risk missions.' /
'Cooper, the toolman ✓'
'Pilots are not meant to do things humans can do. If ordinary humans could do it, why train Pilots?'
'BT, don't you feel anything saying that?'
'The work has been emphasizing the power of Pilots from beginning to end. The presence of a Pilot on our side on the battlefield can boost morale.'
'Unless this Pilot is…..'
......
The viewers were unfazed. Pilots had excellent equipment and BT as a companion; wasn't this exactly what it was for?
Seeing that no one was comforting her, Sister Zhou stopped being sentimental.
After choosing her weapon, she walked deeper following the on-screen prompts.
Passing by the Militia infantry, they were all respectful to Sister Zhou.
Militia Infantry 1: "Our Pilots also went that way a few hours ago and haven't returned yet. Be careful."
Militia Infantry: "Wishing you a safe journey, officer. We lost too many brothers there."
"Good luck."
The more it was like this, the more Sister Zhou felt the difficulty of the path ahead.
As expected,
As soon as she entered the passage opened by the Militia soldiers, Sister Zhou fell into the lava sea because she hadn't practiced wall-running for a long time.
"I knew it!"
Sister Zhou was indignant.
Immediately after, she was electrocuted into a roasted chicken by a wall filled with arcs.
"I knew it!"
Sister Zhou gnashed her teeth!
When her wall-running skills were proficient, Sister Zhou repeatedly died in the turbine boost.
"I knew it!"
Sister Zhou's molars were grinding!
"Again!"
"Continue!"
"Keep at me!"
"Charge, charge, charge!!"
.....
After eighteen deaths, Sister Zhou, on the verge of a mental breakdown, finally reached the Spectre robot holding the Arc Device.
"Hand it over!"
Snatching the Arc Device from the Spectre, Sister Zhou instantly revived with full health upon mission completion. The suffering she endured earlier was smoothed over by the completion of the mission.
After all,
Compared to the vertical ventilation shafts, this torment was not too excessive.
As for the Spectre, whose work tool was snatched away, its smiling face on its chest instantly turned into a pitiful crying expression.
'Huh!? Where's my gun, huh, who is this person?'
'A sad Spectre has appeared in this world.'
'Making the robot so aggrieved, and you're not even comforting it.'
'Whimper, whimper? QAQ Gun gun! My gun gun QAQ!'
'Robot: Woo, bad person, bullying me!'
'At this moment, a Spectre lost its dream....'
.....
The warm-hearted netizens spontaneously generated inner monologues for the cute Spectre, and Sister Zhou was instantly unhappy.
"Okay, you hypocrites."
"No one comforted me when I was tortured to death just now, but now you're all comforting it after I took a robot's weapon?"
"Am I not worthy of your love?"
Pouting her lips.
Sister Zhou was jealous!
However, all she received was unrestrained laughter from those who were more unreasonable.
"Oh dear!"
"I'm going back!"
Sister Zhou shook her head, indicating she wouldn't communicate further, and walked away dejectedly.
The Arc Device could interfere with green switches in the environment.
The way back was relatively easier. For difficult checkpoints, directly interfering with the switches using the Arc Device allowed for smooth passage.
Sister Zhou activated the passage to the next turbine and fired at the center of the turbine to activate it.
The strong wind blew Sister Zhou upwards, and she entered the wall on the opposite side of the next passage.
Then, she used the rising baffles to avoid the strong wind and stepped onto the last passage with a double jump.
The final long wind tunnel required using the turbine's gust for a boost.
Sister Zhou seized the opportunity and decisively took off.
The entire process took ten minutes, and Sister Zhou successfully reached the Militia's location.
"Is that the Pilot? Only a madman would jump from there!"
"Pilot, we support you!"
"Admirable, admirable, Pilot, they are waiting for you in the control room."
"Those moves of yours are real skills, very impressive!"
"Officer, you are truly a top-tier Pilot."
......
Enjoying the praise from the Militia soldiers, Sister Zhou walked with a spring in her step.
As she walked out from inside, her slightly parted lips never closed. She had had her fill of flattery.
Hmph!
As if to express her dissatisfaction just now, Sister Zhou deliberately tilted her little head towards the camera.
If you guys don't fawn over me, there are plenty of little brothers in the game who will.
Returning to the control room, BT was being dragged around by riflemen to do manual labor. Seeing BT, he praised, "Well done, Pilot, we can now activate the power to operate the signal relay."
The power source and the relays were all shut off and needed to be manually activated with the Arc Device.
Without any surprise, this task once again fell upon Sister Zhou's shoulders.
Having enjoyed flowers and adulation, Sister Zhou was very willing this time.
Although she was cooked twice in the radiation-filled power room.
But after successfully activating all the relays and restoring power operation, Sister Zhou once again lost herself amidst the constant praises of "handsome guy" from the riflemen.
The designer truly understood human nature, applying it perfectly in this level.
At least from Sister Zhou's perspective, she was truly having a blast.
Captain Cole spread his hands and lowered the volume of the praise: "Alright, we have power. Open the blast doors, and let's go activate the signal relay."
However,
After connecting the power restart module, something went wrong just as preparations were nearing completion.
"I knew it wouldn't be this easy!"
Sister Zhou covered her face with a wry smile.
Third time's the charm!
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