Marvelous Mecha

The black wings couldn't understand the changes in the mental world; a powerful demon shouldn't be an invincible existence that extinguishes a universe with a wave of the hand. "Could it be, is there a system malfunction?"

"Not only the electronic world, but even this body in its second transformation state can withstand 13-dimensional pressure. I should really thank Mr. Blade. If it weren't for her valuable data, I wouldn't be able to simulate Feng Yi's second transformation strength through low-dimensional spacetime levels no matter what."

"Lies, that's impossible!"

Seeing the invasion was ineffective, the black wings decided to forcefully take the person away by force.

However, the flow of time in the mental world differs from reality, and less than a minute had passed in reality.

At the instant the link was severed, the person in a freeze frame opened their eyes simultaneously...

Before the black wings could act, a heavenly voice timely rang in their ears: "What are you doing?"

"Miss Mengdie?" Iman blurted out, but upon closer observation, this person, although somewhat similar to Mengdie, had a slightly different aura: "You are...?"

"An elder of the Jade Clear Sect, you may not know me, but I recognize you."

Iman fell into memory; she had lived in the Jade Clear Sect for a few years, yet she had no impression of this elder. It could be someone who took the position later. After all, there are twelve elders in the Jade Clear Sect, many of whom are out all year long, so it's not strange even if they've never met.

The black wings didn't have time for the two's nonsense. This place was under the Federation's jurisdiction, and as for herself... altogether, the longer the delay, the more unfavorable it was for her. With this in mind, she directly started snatching people.

Just when she was about to grab Iman, her single arm was skillfully restrained by a plain hand at some unknown time.

"You're quite good," the lady said with a light smile.

"Who are you, what do you want to do?"

"That's exactly what I want to ask. What is your intention behind this move?"

The black wings struggled with force... but there was no response; she was unable to break free from the other's restraint.

Astonished by the opponent's strength, she also considered her situation and grudgingly pulled back.

Seeing the black wings pull back, the lady's gentle smile remained unchanged as she said, "You are indeed quite good. Can you answer my question now?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Despite not knowing the depth of this person, continuing would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble. The black wings didn't want to be entangled further. At the moment she broke free of the restraint, she turned and vanished into the darkness.

"Quick, pursue! That person is very dangerous." Iman didn't have time to explain to the lady.

"Forget it, let her go, I've seen everything."

"What did you see?"

"She connected a line into your body. If I'm not mistaken, this person should be trying to obtain some information."

"Then why did you...?"

"I've already left a mark on her."

Iman suddenly realized and quickly asked the lady about her relationship with Blade Warrior, so she recounted the past few days' events to Iman.

As if sensing Iman's doubts, she actually stretched out a slender jade finger and wrote a word in the void with an illusion of an ice butterfly.

"You are..." Iman was shocked; this was a word that only Mengdie often wrote to her.

"Yes and no." The lady nodded gently to her and then shook her head, saying, "Don't mention my identity to anyone."

"Hmm. So, Miss's meaning is?"

"Haven't you recorded my handwriting and what Feng Yi left behind, such as combat techniques and the like, send them all to me."

"Alright, I need to organize it a bit."

"Hmm. Go ahead and be busy."

"It's just...," Iman said, "could it be that Miss used a disguise?"

"Impertinent! Why are you asking such things!" The lady curled her proud cherry lips and reprimanded.

Iman helplessly stuck out her tongue and turned away like a rabbit...

At this time, Feng Yi had nothing to do. The Battle of the Spread was expected to last a few more days. In other words, during this free time, he was completely a free man.

Yet one day, when he saw the resentful woman Nangong Qi on a battlefield, he decided to temporarily change his routine and stay away from this troublesome place.

Unfortunately, with consciousness beyond action, travel was inconvenient in many ways. Two days later, he still took a shuttle back at the Mardis Century Fields Spaceport. In fact, Feng Yi also wanted to see if any members of the Blazing Legion were participating in the peak battle.

As soon as he arrived at the Military Department, he saw such a scene; it was something only seen during a parade, as the entire officers and soldiers seemed to be waiting for some bigwig.

Feng Yi watched with interest, but even with his patience, he gradually grew bored with the tedious waiting of this morning.

After a little probing, he finally understood the reason; an advanced official from the Capital was here for an inspection.

What was puzzling was that the message claimed the official would arrive yesterday, yet past noon today, no ghost shadow had been seen, which left people waiting in vain. In the 30-degree summer heat, Feng Yi noticed several soldiers suffering from heatstroke within a morning.

Didn't John handle this?

Thinking of this, Feng Yi decided not to hide his identity anymore, directly walking to the Military Department.

The gate guards initially wanted to stop this disguised man, but upon recognizing him, they were too excited to know what to say.

Feng Yi waved his hand and asked the two sentries, "Where's John?"

"Reporting, General, he's... It's said he went to participate in the peak battle."

"And Apophis and Hugo?"

"They seem to have gone too."

Feng Yi nodded, knowing it was mostly futile to ask a sentry about such high-level secrets. Thus, he splendidly walked into the Military Department, directly pushing open the office door under the gaze of soldiers armed to the teeth.

Haha, nothing worth watching at first, but he found an old-timer, the Powder Keg, kicking back with a drink at his desk, quite relaxed.

"Cor, Corps Commander!?" Powder Keg was startled, his face unable to hide its excitement. He quickly ushered Feng Yi into the room and poured a cup of tea. "Quick, quick, quick, please sit. What wind brings you here?"

"Just bored, can't I come for a walk?"

"Haha, look at this clumsiness of mine. I'm not well-read, don't mind me, Chief."

"Well, I'm not critical, but the troops have been standing in formation for a whole morning, what's going on?"

"Sigh, don't even mention it!" Powder Keg spat a mouthful. "Isn't it those turtles from the Capital, saying someone reported lax discipline here, so they sent someone to inspect, and nothing came out after a whole day."

"Soldiers' health is most important. Should we wait because they tell us to? Are we foolish?"

Of course, Feng Yi could understand Powder Keg's predicament. After all, key personnel left, leaving him as neither here nor there, a little awkward indeed when faced with leadership from the Capital.

"Tell me, who came from the Capital that has such airs?"

"That I don't know, but I heard it's a civilian official, with presumably high authority."

Feng Yi sipped his tea, saying, "Let the soldiers disperse; let them rest, do as they like. I'll handle the reception."

Powder Keg's eyes lit up, not even putting up a pretense of resistance. "Alright, Chief, with your word I'll let the soldiers off for two days."

Reliant! Letting them slack surely, aren't we supposed to look after each other? You simply give the troops a holiday and dumped the mess on me.

Yet Feng Yi merely chuckled, drinking the tea with great gusto. "Go on."