"I'm also happy to see you, Pilot."
BT: "The controller for the sludge flow is in the next room. Your HUD has a marker."
She had thought they would reunite and unleash a devastating combined assault.
But to her surprise, there was a side quest yet to be completed. Mo Zhi opened the adjacent switch, which activated another closed door.
However, Mo Zhi quickly realized it wasn't time to combine forces yet. BT lacked the ability to bend over, clearly indicating that the current environment was unsuitable for BT's operation. An open area was required.
Her new mission was to shut down the toxic sludge flow and rendezvous with BT. The target location was 67 meters away.
It was close, but an arduous battle surely lay ahead.
As expected, as soon as she exited the checkpoint, the guards stationed at the entrance surrounded her.
Dealing with the obvious enemies was easy. The real challenge came from those lurking in the shadows, taking potshots.
Even with her focus at its peak, Mo Zhi still had to rely on trial and error with her physical body. Fortunately, after several previous deaths, she had learned her lesson.
The moment she was shot, she immediately locked onto the position of the hidden shooter, disengaged from combat, and recovered. Once her stats were full, she charged at the enemy.
Employing such agile flanking tactics, Mo Zhi swiftly broke through the enemy's encirclement and headed directly for the target controller.
At that moment, the persistent Ken sighed heavily over the radio, "Sigh~ imC... the security forces..."
"No wonder they pay me so much; in the end, they still need me to do everything."
Clearly, the mastermind behind the scenes couldn't stand it any longer and decided to confront Mo Zhi herself.
"Just in time!"
Mo Zhi let out a cold snort, her movements becoming even more precise. This was the moment she had been waiting for!
*Snap!*
She pressed the sludge flow pump button, and the system immediately issued an alarm: "Resetting filtration system, initiating emergency shutdown."
The imC infantry panicked, "We need reinforcements to the pump control room now!"
"Throw some Spider Bombs, blow them up!"
"Support! Requesting support!"
"L4 transport, deploy Spider Bombs!"
The enemy forces were in disarray, while Mo Zhi was methodically selecting equipment in the pump control room.
She equipped the EVA-8 automatic shotgun and strode towards the stairs.
At this moment, Mo Zhi had no idea what a Spider Bomb was. For now, she just needed to hold out until the sludge pump was shut down.
Automatic broadcast: "Pump shutdown mechanism... 20%"
*Pew! Pew! Pew!*
Mo Zhi took them down one by one, thoroughly enjoying herself.
In the midst of the fierce battle, a four-legged mechanical spider scuttled rapidly towards Mo Zhi from not far away. It carried a cylindrical device on its back, which looked quite dangerous.
By the time Mo Zhi noticed the mechanical spider, the little creature was already heading straight for her face. She instinctively raised her weapon and fired...
*Boom—!!*
A deafening roar, ten times louder than gunfire, erupted. A wave of heat surged towards Mo Zhi's face.
*Crack!*
First, she heard the sound of her pilot's helmet visor shattering, and then the heat wave engulfed her face.
[You have died]
The close-range explosion meant Mo Zhi took the full damage from the Spider Bomb, perishing instantly.
"Damn it!"
"What the hell was that!?"
"What just happened to me?"
Resurrected, Mo Zhi was bewildered. What kind of black technology was this?
'Where's the slide? Use the slide!'
'Here come the Spider Bombs—'
'If I shoot it, will it drop heirloom items?'
'Game over, GG!!'
'The streamer was clearly distracted. The imC soldier already said they'd deploy Spider Bombs, but she didn't even set up defenses.'
......
The viewers were filled with exclamations, clearly not intending to miss an opportunity to mock the streamer's blunder. They unleashed a torrent of direct taunts.
Mo Zhi was rendered speechless, "You're right, it was my oversight. Spider Bombs, huh... rather disgusting."
Yes, these mechanical creatures were indeed disgusting.
They moved incredibly fast. If you weren't careful, they could get behind you and explode point-blank. Such damage would likely trouble even BT after multiple shots.
BT: "This sludge waterfall contains a high concentration of heavy metals, which will interfere with my targeting systems."
Clearly, BT's assistance was limited at this time.
This was a time for the player to stand on their own. Currently, the pump shutdown mechanism was only at 20%, and Mo Zhi was in for a rough time.
"It's okay, Pilot. You just keep shooting."
Shooting?
The keyword was triggered, and experienced players from the audience began to chime in:
'Just shoot♂ it!'
'Hot girl~ fucker~~~'
'You guys can even make a lewd joke out of this?'
'They can even drive on this road...'
......
BT: "Blindly firing into the Pilot's combat zone will violate Protocol Three."
"Protocol Three?"
"What was Protocol Three again?"
Mo Zhi had heard BT repeatedly state that she couldn't fire at pilots, as it would violate Protocol Three.
But in the heat of battle, she had even forgotten what Protocol Three entailed.
BT: "Protocol Three: Protect the Pilot."
"Oh, oh... I see."
Mo Zhi understood. Artificial intelligence had its limitations. The three protocols were instructions programmed into BT's core. It had to adhere to them.
Firing into the area where the pilot was located had the potential to harm the pilot, which contradicted the directive to protect the pilot.
"So, I'm on my own for this period..."
Mo Zhi pouted. This was a serious miscalculation. Without BT's assistance, and with so many Spider Bombs lurking, the progress was only at 20%...
The future looked bleak!
Mo Zhi sighed inwardly, the need for self-reliance taking root in her heart.
imC infantry: "L4 transport, deploy Spider Bombs!"
imC infantry: "L4 squad, rappel!"
"Again!?"
After dodging a wave of intense Spider Bomb attacks by wall-running, Mo Zhi's composure was on the verge of breaking.
When had she ever been so desperate!
Being chased and attacked by a pack of four-legged mechanical spiders, she could only fire two shots before repositioning.
Otherwise, the next moment a Spider Bomb would crawl out from some corner, explode right there, and send Mo Zhi back to the respawn point.
Automatic broadcast: "Pump shutdown mechanism... 40%"
Only 40%?
Mo Zhi felt as if an eternity had passed!
Her legs were about to give out. From the viewers' perspective, she had transformed into Spider-Man, leaping and weaving through various buildings, with a swarm of Spider Bombs trailing below.
Being airborne the entire time was a skillful feat. Fortunately, Mo Zhi had practiced wall-running diligently in the Pilot training grounds, and all the essence she had learned was being put to use here.
Otherwise, the Spider Bombs alone would have been enough to give novice players three to five days of grinding, forcing them to master the wall-running technique and become Spider-Man, with no other recourse.
This was the most hardcore skill test in the entire map at the moment. Whether there would be more hardcore skill tests later, she would deal with them when they came.
After ten more minutes of parkour...
60%...
The broadcast chimed, and Mo Zhi almost burst into tears. She was so tired of jumping between these buildings; she could practically navigate them with her eyes closed, and it still wasn't over.
It took a full half-hour. Just as the viewers were about to get bored to death, Mo Zhi finally heard the broadcast announcing, "Pump shutdown mechanism complete."
"Phew!"
"Music to my ears!"
Simultaneously, BT delivered good news, "Reconnecting Pilot positioning, commencing support fire. Danger is approaching."
With powerful firepower support arriving, the imC infantry forces immediately panicked, "Ken! Respond quickly! There's a Vanguard-class Titan in here! We're finished!"
"Hahaha!!"
"Roar! Keep roaring!" Mo Zhi laughed almost manically, "Bomb me again, keep going!!"
*Pew pew pew pew pew pew!!!*
Mo Zhi unleashed a frenzy of gunfire on the imC infantry. She had been too frustrated in this level. Now that their morale had collapsed, she had to vent her anger.
BT stood on a high platform, valiantly suppressing the battlefield center with its firepower.
Mo Zhi ascended to the platform by climbing through a pipe and leaped gracefully into BT's embrace.
"I'm here, BT!"
As BT was firing, it turned, extended its arm, and pulled Mo Zhi by the waist, then effortlessly placed her into the cockpit with one hand, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.
The viewers were astonished and applauded enthusiastically.
"Wow!"
"So cool!"
BT: "Transferring control to Pilot."
Settling into the cockpit, Mo Zhi instantly felt the power of having everything under control, "BT's big boy is indeed mighty."
Using BT's super tracking cannon.
Mo Zhi was so moved she could have cried.
"Thrilling!"
"So thrilling!"
Looking down from above, controlling the fate of the ants below like a grim reaper. There was no greater exhilaration than this sense of power.
After the artillery bombardment, Mo Zhi couldn't even be bothered to look at the battlefield below.
She turned and walked towards the large plaza outside the control room.
Then, they encountered Ken, who was in the process of slaughtering the resistance.
Mo Zhi licked her dry lips, "Enemies cross paths, old grudges and new ones."
"All to be settled!"
......