Resurrection Empire-Chapter 1073 - 418: The 623rd Confession

Yujin, Wang Qiao, and Song Mu’en had burned out their last drop of blood.

Yujin had turned to ashes.

Wang Qiao’s body had been filled with liquefied metal, expanding his physique by a full size.

If one were to incinerate the carbohydrates and bones on Wang Qiao’s body with high heat now, it would leave a hollow human-shaped statue in place.

As for Song Mu’en, although she hadn’t breathed her last, a terrifying heat was expanding inside her, ripping her apart. The various emergency treatment drugs inside her armor were already maxed out but to no avail.

Just moments ago, when the hall began to sink, Song Mu’en was nearly out of ammo, firing the last bullet. The faceless person opposite her had aimed a finger gun at her, releasing a plasma shot that hit her abdomen precisely. Before this, Song Mu’en had been subjected to countless similar long-range bombardments. Her armor’s force field generator, the armor shield itself, and the combat suit had protected her. But this time, her force field generator had overheated and failed, and having been hit repeatedly in the same spot, she was penetrated.

A moment later, a puff sound emitted from inside Song Mu’en’s armor.

Song Mu’en’s armor collapsed softly.

Ren Zhong quickly turned his gaze away.

He didn’t check on Song Mu’en’s condition but quickly retreated to the center of the hall alongside Yu Chengde to rendezvous with Ma Xiaoling and the others.

Because he already knew Song Mu’en’s fate.

Reduced to a pulp.

After Ren Zhong returned, Xiao Xingyue tugged at his sleeve, looking at the fallen Chen Qiao, and said slightly sorrowfully, "No enemy attacked us. But Chen Qiao died."

Ren Zhong nodded, "Yeah. I know. She took a mental stimulant, she’s beyond saving."

Among this group of thirteen, Xiao Xingyue interacted relatively more with Chen Qiao.

Back then, she and Ren Zhong were the ones who brought this little girl out of hell and sent her to Starfire Town.

While these kids, like Chen Qiao, studied and grew up in Starfire Town, Xiao Xingyue would often pay attention to their status, even putting a bit of her spirit into these kids.

In the past, whenever it required official Telekinesis Masters to act, the "Net’s" big data algorithm had already drawn an accurate crowd profile. The white robe of the Telekinesis Master symbolized the grim reaper. When a Telekinesis Master appeared, it generally signified the final judgment. Telekinesis Masters often meant death and slaughter; wherever they went, if not a blade of grass was left, at least dead bodies littered the yards.

Xiao Xingyue couldn’t even remember how many people she’d sentenced to death, nor had she ever thought she’d one day become a savior alongside Ren Zhong.

She hadn’t realized that it was her attachment to these kids that gave her, someone who grew up and established her worldview in the core circles of Source Star Military Industry, the potential to become one of Ren Zhong’s own.

Now, she once again found Ren Zhong’s demeanor to be too indifferent, his emotions too calm, to the point where she wanted to give Ren Zhong a psychological evaluation and open up his mind to see what thoughts were hidden inside. But after some thought, she eventually said nothing more.

Meanwhile, Ren Zhong had already begun to make immediate arrangements for the next steps.

Ren Zhong looked at Ma Xiaoling for a while before saying, "Mr. Yu Chengde and I just expended a lot; our equipment needs cooling and a change of energy sources, along with some urgent battlefield maintenance. We’ll need your help, Mr. Qian."

Saying this, Ren Zhong turned to look at Qian Wangshen.

Over there, Qian Wangshen didn’t lift his head, only responded with a hum, his hands still moving, concentrating fully on making the final preparations.

Actually, Ren Zhong didn’t need to instruct this; Qian Wangshen, such a meticulous competitor, had long memorized the plan by heart. Moreover, the highly proactive Qian Wangshen would also actively seize time nodes, control the pace, and accurately know what task he should be doing at what time. He had begun his preparations ten minutes earlier. In another ten seconds, he could allow Ren Zhong and Yu Chengde to enter the emergency maintenance pods and begin rapid repair of their equipment.

Then Ren Zhong scanned the room, making eye contact with everyone, his gaze finally resting again on Ma Xiaoling.

Ma Xiaoling nodded, "I understand."

Ren Zhong: "Yeah, thank you for your hard work."

Ma Xiaoling waved a hand, "Don’t worry."

According to the plan written by Ren Zhong, the descent time of the elevator would take a total of five minutes.