249: Chapter 249 Titan One goes online, Wancheng refuses to surrender.

When Qin Yumo found Grandmaster Ling Suzhen behind the forest of abandoned steel bars on the Western Front, the snow had already covered half the blood.

In the collapsed drainage ditch, Grandmaster Ling Suzhen sat leaning against a broken wall.

Her sleeves were torn, and her hands and the side of her neck were covered in cracks.

These were not wounds.

They looked more like marks left after her flesh and skin had been forcibly compressed following a genetic runaway.

Qin Yumo drew her blade and approached.

The tip of her blade dragged along the snow, carving a shallow groove.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen opened her eyes.

She did not explain why she had lost contact.

Her first sentence was: "How is the Western Front?"

Qin Yumo paused for half a second.

"The Western Front held."

"Fat Dragon is dead."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen closed her eyes for a moment.

When she opened them again, she pushed off the wall to stand, but her foot slipped, and she knelt back into the snow.

Qin Yumo did not help her.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen did not reach out either.

She grabbed onto the steel bars herself and forced herself to stand steady.

"Take me back."

"Can you walk?"

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I'll crawl back if I have to."

...

Tiangong No. 1 medical area.

Su Muxue and Teacher Xia stood before the scanning table simultaneously.

[A-Level Physical Superpower.]

[Genes stable.]

Teacher Xia pushed up her glasses with her middle finger.

"She relied on her foundation as an Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster to force her way through this time."

She looked at Captain Han Xue beside her.

"If it were anyone else, they would have exploded."

Su Muxue stared at the data.

"Ancient martial arts internal energy can suppress genetic runaway."

Her voice was calm.

"She does not need to stabilize her Superpower through intercourse."

Jiang Xiaowan stood at the doorway, holding her waist, and clicked her tongue.

"Congratulations, Grandmaster Ling, for avoiding one shortcut through a harem."

No one responded to her.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen sat up from the scanning table.

She still had monitoring leads attached to her body, which she pulled off directly.

Teacher Xia frowned.

"You had better rest now."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen got off the bed.

Her steps faltered for a moment.

Then she steadied herself.

"Where is Lin Yuan?"

...

Inner Circle.

Su Xiaonuan was announcing the details of the pension plan.

"The families of Fat Dragon's direct subordinates will be included in the Inner Circle's protection list."

"For those who died on the Western Front, their contribution debt will be cleared."

"Surviving family members will be given priority for job placement."

She paused.

"Fat Dragon's last request before he died is approved."

Zhao Ya stood beside her, holding a logistics form.

There was another line of text on that form.

[Request: Add a crate of cigarettes for the brothers on the Western Front. Reason: Celebration after the battle.]

Zhao Ya lowered her head and finished writing.

Her voice was very soft.

"You fat idiot, the celebration cigarettes have become sacrificial offerings."

The people in the Inner Circle were silent for a moment.

The door opened.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen walked in.

She didn't look at anyone else.

She walked straight to Lin Yuan.

She knelt on one knee.

"The incident on the Western Front was caused by my Superpower backlash."

Her voice was hoarse.

"Fat Dragon filled the gap for me."

"I owe him a life."

The duty staff in the Inner Circle were stunned.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen.

Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Someone who once didn't even put Qin Yumo in her eyes.

Now she was bowing her head for a rough fighter.

Lin Yuan didn't help her up.

Nor did he comfort her.

"Liu Qing."

"Present."

"Replay the battle situation on the Western Front."

The main screen lit up.

On the screen, before the backlash, Grandmaster Ling Suzhen had cut down two B-Level Espers in succession.

The Wind-type had his throat cut by her.

The Earth-type had his knees shattered by her kicks.

The high-end combat power of Wan City had been dragged outside the firing line by her.

Subsequently, the third wave of heavy firepower blasted open a gap.

Fat Dragon rushed down.

A wall of fire blocked the gate.

Liu Qing marked the timeline.

"Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's backlash occurred forty-seven seconds before the gap was formed."

"Fat Dragon's blocking of the gate occurred after the third wave of shelling."

Lin Yuan finished watching.

He only said: "You completed your mission."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen looked up.

Lin Yuan continued: "The other three fronts of Wan City were all feints."

"They concentrated their main force on the Western Front."

"Fat Dragon did not die in your place."

"He was guarding the gate for me."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen remained kneeling.

Lin Yuan looked at her.

"If you still feel indebted, then break through Wan City."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen lowered her head.

"I will be the vanguard."

Su Muxue spoke immediately.

"You just awakened, your Superpower is not yet adapted to, and you are not suitable for immediate combat."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen stood up.

"I will adapt in battle."

She looked at Qin Yumo.

"My currently controllable strength is about the same as hers."

Qin Yumo lifted her eyes.

Her red hair fell to the side of her shoulder.

"Just you?"

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen said: "Let's test it."

...

Training field.

Lin Yuan stood on the second-floor viewing platform.

Lin Motong held her teddy bear and lay on the railing.

The Wan City battle had entered the preparation stage, and Teacher Xia was busy.

She didn't have to do homework, and she was very happy.

Qin Yumo drew her dual blades.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen held a short blade.

There was no countdown.

Qin Yumo moved first.

The blade edge slashed down along Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's shoulder line.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen sidestepped, her short blade pressing down on the back of the other blade, and with a pivot of her feet, she rammed into Qin Yumo's embrace.

Bang!

Both of them retreated simultaneously.

Two marks cracked into the ground.

Tank's throat bobbed.

"Grandmaster Ling's strength... is it A-Level?"

Second round.

Qin Yumo's Wild Resonance was ignited by pain.

Her speed increased again.

The dual blades fell in succession.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen did not force a direct clash.

She used her shoulders, elbows, knees, and footwork to dismantle the blade strikes bit by bit.

The foundation of an Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster was amplified by the A-Level physique bonus.

Qin Yumo slashed open her shoulder with one blade.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen retaliated with a backhanded short blade, stopping right against Qin Yumo's ribs.

Third round.

The speed of the two was so fast that ordinary soldiers could only see afterimages.

The training field railing was sliced open by the blade energy.

Iron Arm King stood in front of the shadow, holding his shield.

"Brother Shadow, watch out for the shards."

The shadow said coldly: "You are blocking the screen."

Iron Arm King immediately moved half a step away.

In the arena.

Qin Yumo's blade tip stopped three inches in front of Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's neck.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's short blade pressed against Qin Yumo's ribs.

Both withdrew their weapons simultaneously.

Qin Yumo said coldly: "It is indeed a draw."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Fat Dragon's blood, I will fight to get it back for him."

Lin Yuan stood at the entrance of the training field.

"You are permitted to fight."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen lowered her head.

Lin Yuan said: "You are the vanguard, not a prisoner seeking redemption."

"What I want is victory."

"Not for you to die beautifully."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's hand holding the blade paused for a moment.

"Understood."

...

Main control room.

Liu Qing unfolded the full map of Jiang-Zhe-Hu Region.

Wan City Radio Tower was marked in red.

Seven core forces of the alliance.

Twenty-six peripheral strongholds.

Three supply lines.

All appeared on the screen.

"Wan City Radio Tower is located at the old TV center."

"The alliance leader has not yet appeared."

"The Pope of the United States Sacred Sanctuary is still in the tower."

Su Xiaonuan looked up.

"Can the Wan City broadcast interference source be blocked?"

Liu Qing said: "Yes."

"But the opponent has a backup shortwave station."

Lin Yuan said: "No need to block it all."

"Leave one."

Su Xiaonuan understood immediately.

"Let them watch themselves being surrounded."

Lin Motong held her teddy bear and trotted to the main control screen.

Black and red light emerged in her eyes.

Wang Ya pressed down on her shoulder.

"Slow down."

Lin Motong nodded.

She looked at Lin Yuan.

"Daddy."

"I will make them move."

The next second.

West side of Jiangcheng.

The Zombie Horde that was originally wandering in the ruined city turned in unison.

Streets, bridge tunnels, shopping mall ruins, subway exits.

Dense swarms of zombies looked up.

And then moved west.

It was not a riot.

It was a march.

Liu Qing switched the satellite feed to the main screen.

The million-strong Zombie Horde looked like a black line, bypassing the Jiangcheng defense line and pointing directly towards Wan City.

On the outer circle square, the laborers looked up and saw the synchronized footage; no one made a sound.

Jiangcheng University.

Chu Feng stood before the bulletin board, motionless for a long time.

Master Jiu put the unlit cigarette into his pocket.

"Fat Dragon, you've got the grand send-off now."

Shanghai Hongqiao Command Center defense line.

Zhao Dingshan gave the order.

"Ground forces, advance towards the southeast of Wan City."

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng fastened his helmet.

"This time, we don't ask the capital."

Zhe City.

Feng Sanhai slammed the table.

"Convoy, move out."

"Whoever falls behind, go feed the zombies yourself."

...

B2 Energy Level.

Tang Qiqi, with dark circles under her eyes, plugged the last wire into the control panel.

"titan no. 1, online!"

Tank stood in the center of the lifting rack.

The power armor frame fastened around his shoulders, back, and legs.

The outer shell was very rough.

The wiring was exposed.

The cat-ear helmet was only half-welded.

Tank looked down at himself.

"Princess Qiqi, will this thing really not explode?"

Tang Qiqi slammed the table.

"It may be ugly, but it can take a beating!"

Tank punched the test steel plate.

Boom!

The steel plate dented half a meter.

Iron Arm King walked out wearing the shadow protector no. 2.

His first sentence wasn't asking about the parameters.

"Brother Shadow, do I look handsome?"

The shadow looked at the half cat-ear on his head.

Silent for two seconds.

"Don't block my view."

Iron Arm King lowered his head.

"That means it's okay."

Tang Qiqi almost laughed until she couldn't breathe.

After laughing, she looked at the third empty frame.

She reached out and patted it.

"Uncle Fat Dragon."

"Next time, I'll find someone to wear it for you."

...

Lin Yuan completed the final formation.

"Grandmaster Ling Suzhen, vanguard. Qin Yumo, rear guard."

"Lin Motong, Wang Ya, divert the Zombie Horde to migrate west."

"Captain Han Xue, assemble one thousand men to come with me."

"Tank, Iron Arm King, armor field test; Lu Yan, Sister Long, and the shadow, assist."

"Shanghai's Zhao Dingshan and Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng, advance from the southeast."

"Zhe City's Feng Sanhai, encircle from the southwest."

"The rest, guard the base."

"Depart at dawn tomorrow!"

Su Xiaonuan synchronized the battle order to the Jiang-Zhe-Hu Region system.

The red combat readiness lights turned on.

Lin Yuan walked to the balcony.

Snow fell on the railing.

He lit a cigarette.

Took a puff.

Then lit another one and placed it by the railing.

That was for Fat Dragon.

Lin Yuan's voice was calm.

"Those in Wan City who participated in the attack."

"No surrender will be accepted."