81: Could this be the chosen one of the planes?

Jin Xiaolong, having been defeated, appeared in his personal hangar.

His expression was blank. How had he lost?

"No, I didn't lose!"

"The damned mech lost!"

"The performance gap was too big. There was nothing I could do!"

His expression gradually turned ferocious, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The ranking option was right in front of him, but his hand froze mid-air, having lost the courage to click... Moon Base.

Floating in space, inside the largest carrier ship.

A stream of data appeared, and He Ming's figure materialized at the bridge control panel.

He began observing the information displayed on the main control platform.

The Moon Base had completely changed its appearance.

Ten large spherical instruments had appeared on the foremost front line, forming a fan-shaped defensive array.

Compared to the last time they logged into the Moon battlefield, the base's firepower system had been enhanced by about seventy percent.

The fleet size had reached over fifty vessels.

"jarvis, calculate the current win rate for the Blue Star Faction."

"Sir, the current win rate for the Blue Star Faction is 34.65%."

The win rate the first time was 0%.

The win rate the second time was 0.001%.

This time, the win rate had directly climbed to 34.65%.

He Ming raised an eyebrow slightly and asked in confusion, "Why did the win rate increase so quickly?"

A win rate analysis chart appeared before He Ming.

The Moon Base and the Blue Star affiliated fleet provided a 5% win rate.

The three main mechs—[Kunpeng], [Azure Dragon], and [seraph]—provided a 5% win rate.

He Ming himself accounted for 3.12%.

The official mech legion of approximately 20,000 people provided 15%, taking the largest share.

The ancient martial arts families accounted for 3.33%.

The remaining players provided 3.2%.

He Ming scanned the information, understanding the situation, but this was merely a comparison of strength on paper.

Warfare is not simply a contest of theoretical strength; countless factors need to be considered.

Huh?

He Ming focused his attention on the official military legion; a 15% win rate seemed a bit off.

"jarvis, what's the deal with the official mech legion?"

jarvis immediately retrieved the detailed information list for the official mech legion.

Overall Commander: Xi.

Sequence 1: Zhang Runrun 0.1%.

Sequence 2: Jiang Mo 5%.

Sequence 3: Shui Meng 6%... He Ming stopped reading. The reason was already obvious, centering on Jiang Mo and Shui Meng.

Sequence 1's Zhang Runrun only provided a 0.1% win rate, while Sequences 2 and 3 provided 11%.

This was illogical.

"Sir, this is detailed data collected from 34 instance battles."

A scene appeared before He Ming.

At the beginning of the instance battle, Jiang Mo's mech, propelled by the full force of three comrades, rushed toward one direction.

Shui Meng's mech, meanwhile, stepped onto two large transports and charged toward the completely opposite direction.

The 20,000-strong army used her as the arrowhead, unfolding into a long snake formation to execute a flanking maneuver.

He Ming was somewhat confused. What kind of tactic was this?

As the Hai Star fleet's Positron Cannon struck, He Ming seemed to grasp a clue.

Jiang Mo's mech was perfectly positioned at the center of the Positron Cannon strike, making escape impossible. The mech was destroyed, and the pilot died.

Precisely because of this, the official legion's fighting forces were perfectly preserved.

Conversely, on the other side, the 20,000-strong army, led by Shui Meng, seemed to have been ignored by the Hai Star fleet, easily penetrating the Hai Star fleet's interior.

Twenty thousand extremely fast aerospace fighters dispersed, inflicting devastating damage on the Hai Star fleet in a very short amount of time.

Before they were completely wiped out, the Hai Star Faction had astonishingly lost thirty-five warships.

What shocked He Ming the most was that the official legion had actually utilized the only tactic provided by the notebook that could defeat the Hai Star fleet.

Two mechs, under the cover of the main force, broke into one of the carrier ships. The two players suddenly acted like human Gundams, leaping directly from their shattered cockpits and engaging in extreme slaughter through solo combat inside.

Ultimately, this carrier ship was destroyed by concentrated fire from the Hai Star's own faction.

"Who are these two people?"

"Qin Weiguo, Five-Star General of Dragon Country, and Fang Wanli, Commander of the Military Region."

What about Jiang Mo and Shui Meng? What's going on with those two?

jarvis provided detailed information on the two: one was a high school student, and the other was the pampered daughter of the Guanghua Bearing Group Co., Ltd.

jarvis highlighted the unusual experiences of the two in dark colors.

After reading the information, He Ming remained silent for a long time.

Jiang Mo could be described as extremely unlucky, entering and exiting the ICU as often as eating and drinking, yet always miraculously surviving.

Shui Meng was even more extraordinary.

She was an orphan. The day she was adopted, her adoptive father won a thirty million lottery jackpot. He used the money to start a company, which became a Global Fortune 500 company within just ten years—it was practically like cheating.

He Ming frowned deeply, growing more alarmed the more he read.

Two pieces of information regarding Shui Meng were particularly fantastical.

At the age of ten, she was kidnapped. During a car accident on the highway, she was flung out, but luckily, she landed squarely on a truck transporting cotton, only sustaining minor scrapes.

The three criminals who kidnapped her, however, were not so lucky; they were killed in the crash.

The other incident was so bizarre it bordered on the supernatural.

The city where Shui Meng lived was invariably blessed with favorable weather and a pleasant climate.

She lived in her adoptive father's small county town for ten years, and as a result, the town transformed from a minor, obscure county into a Special Administrative Region of Dragon Country.

"Could this Shui Meng be the Child of the Plane?"

"Sir, judging by the description used in novels, that is indeed the case."

He Ming couldn't sit still and immediately chose to exit the game.

Just as he sat up from the bed, the intelligent robot thoughtfully handed him the omniscient notebook and an exquisite fountain pen.

He Ming reached out and took them. Immediately, the intelligent robot bent over, using its back as a writing desk.

[Shui Meng, is she the Child of the Plane?]

[No]

He Ming frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and wrote on the notebook again.

[Is Shui Meng a Transmigrator?]

[No]

He Ming's expression began to grow serious.

[Is Shui Meng a person of this plane]

[Yes]

An extremely strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in He Ming's heart.

[If I ask questions that shouldn't be asked, will it attract the attention of certain Existences?]

[Yes]

[Am I currently being watched by such an Existence?]

[No]

He Ming dared not delve deeper into the matter of Shui Meng, at least not until he himself became such an Existence.

For now, at least she was beneficial to Blue Star.

He Ming handed the notebook to his dedicated guard, an intelligent combat robot. The robot took the notebook, a storage compartment popped out of its chest, and it immediately placed the notebook inside.