73: The flagship store instantly transformed into a tacky disco! [+1 more positive review]
Everyone was stunned.
They looked at each other, their expressions more vivid than if they had seen a ghost.
On this flagship that represented the Federation's highest military power...
At this critical moment of life and death...
How could... how could someone be blasting "Good Luck" on the public address System?!
What the hell kind of insane move is this?!
This is simply riding on the faces of everyone in the Seventh Fleet and going wild!
"Pfft—"
Zhao Wuji only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood almost sprayed out on the spot.
Humiliation! This is naked humiliation!
"Arghhhhhh—"
Zhao Wuji let out a beast-like roar.
"Find him for me! Even if you have to dismantle the whole ship, you must find this damn bastard for me!"
"I want to tear him into ten thousand pieces!"
However, his roar was quickly drowned out by the even louder singing.
And it wasn't just "Good Luck".
Soon, "The Most Dazzling Folk Style", "Little Apple", "Love You Ten Thousand Years"...
One "divine song" after another began to play on a loop in every corner of the "Thor"!
The entire cold and murderous interstellar warship had a sudden change in style, instantly turning into a midnight nightclub full of tacky vibes.
What was even more outrageous was...
As the music started, the warship's lighting System also went out of control.
Red, green, blue, purple... lights of various colors began to flash wildly in rhythm with the music!
Full of energy!
Countless soldiers still at their posts, having no idea what was going on, were confused by this sudden "surprise".
They even began to suspect whether the commander had deliberately organized a "team-building activity" to relieve pre-battle stress.
Some soldiers with a better mindset even started to sway gently to the rhythm.
The military prestige and morale of the entire Seventh Fleet were gone in this moment.
...Inside the energy core room.
Su Jue sat with his legs crossed on a pile of source crystals that he had drained of energy, humming a tune while admiring his "masterpiece".
A holographic screen floated in front of him.
On the screen was Zhao Wuji's face, twisted and distorted by extreme anger and humiliation.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Su Jue shook his head.
"You're an officer, at least, your mental fortitude is too poor."
"This is just the beginning."
"The real show hasn't even started yet."
He snapped his fingers.
"xiao pu, give him something more exciting."
"As you command, my King."
The next second. Zhao Wuji, who was raging impotently on the bridge, suddenly found that the image on the main screen in front of him changed.
It was no longer the gray map of Zone B-7. Instead, it was a... high-definition video.
The location of the video seemed to be a... men's restroom?
Immediately after, a figure he was intimately familiar with appeared in the video. It was none other than himself.
In the video, he was facing the mirror, tidying his hairstyle while muttering to himself in an extremely narcissistic tone:
"I, Zhao Wuji, am the brightest star in the Federation military!"
"How can a mere Divine Ability Realm cultivator be worthy of my peerless face and unparalleled talent?"
"After this mission ends, I will have my father go to the Li family to propose marriage!"
"Although that girl from the Li family doesn't look like much, who asked her to be the legitimate daughter of the Li family?"
"As long as I marry her, our Zhao family can climb to a higher level!"
"By then, whatever Wang family, whatever Chen family, all will tremble at the feet of me, Zhao Wuji!"
"Haha... hahahaha..."
The video ended there.
Inside the bridge, there was a deathly silence. Everyone's eyes fell squarely on Zhao Wuji.
Those eyes were filled with shock, disdain, and sympathy.
It's over. These two words popped up in everyone's hearts.
Zhao Wuji had experienced social death.
"Ahhh!!!" A shrill scream that didn't sound human erupted from Zhao Wuji's throat.
His eyes instantly turned blood red! The string of his sanity snapped completely!
Social death! Being publicly executed in front of all his subordinates on the bridge!
This feeling was ten thousand times worse than killing him!
He had never been so embarrassed in his life!
"Who is it?! Who the hell is it?!"
"Get out here! Get out here for me!"
Zhao Wuji, like a crazed beast, roared frantically. He punched the alloy console in front of him, and his terrifying Divine Ability Realm power directly smashed the console, causing it to dent and sparks to fly everywhere.
However, the only response was the magical music still playing on a loop. And the faces of his subordinates around him, who wanted to laugh but dared not, holding it in until their faces were flushed red.
"Pfft!" Zhao Wuji could no longer hold it back, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out wildly.
He wasn't injured by a blow. He was... literally angered to the point of vomiting blood!
"Commander!" The adjutant hurriedly stepped forward to support his swaying body.
"Enough..." Just then, that milky, childish voice sounded again.
"The farce should end now."
As the voice fell, the magical music and flashing lights stopped instantly.
The entire warship returned to a deathly silence. But this silence was more terrifying than the previous noise.
Because everyone knew that the "ghost" hidden in the shadows was about to get serious!
"You... what exactly do you want?!"
Zhao Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared fixedly at the empty space in front of him, and asked in a hoarse voice.
He was afraid. He was truly afraid.
Facing this unknown enemy that was elusive and could toy with them at will, his cultivation and fleet, of which he was so proud, seemed like a joke.
"What do I want?" Su Jue's voice carried a cold smile.
"Very simple."
"Hand over your dog life."
"Then, let this fleet be buried with you."
As soon as the words fell.
"Boom!!!" A heaven-shaking loud noise suddenly came from the bottom of the warship!
The entire "Thor" shook violently! Everyone on the bridge was swaying, unable to stand steady.
"Warning! Warning!"
"No. 8, No. 9, and No. 10 antimatter engines have suffered a chain explosion!"
"Hull structure damaged by 37%! Energy shields are failing!"
"We are falling!"
The cold System alarm sound, like a death-inducing Talismanic Incantation, rang in everyone's ears.
Zhao Wuji's face turned pale instantly. This flagship he was so proud of was finished!
"No! I cannot die here!"
"I still have a bright future! I still have to marry the Li family Young Miss and reach the Peak of life!"
A strong desire to survive overcame his fear. Zhao Wuji's eyes became determined.
He suddenly pushed away the adjutant beside him and rushed to an emergency exit in the corner of the bridge.
There, parked was his exclusive, over five-meter-tall personal combat mecha—【Storm】!
This was an eighth-tier mecha that the Zhao family had paid a huge price to tailor for him! Its combat power was comparable to the Dharma Idol Realm.
Although it could not compare to those two King Realm 【sky splitter】s from the Wang family, on this flagship, it was already the top combat power besides himself!