With reckless determination, living on the brink of death.
Under the "cover" of the Ruined Beast, Ren Zhong, the "wild one," raised his butcher’s knife for the first ti.
Crack.
The syringe containing ten tis the dosage of stimulants, hidden in his neck armor, slowly extended its sharp needle, piercing the connection between Ren Zhong’s spine and brainstem.
ZZZZ...
The thick, viscous liquid was injected.
A sharp pain surged through.
Ren Zhong’s whole body trembled, his scalp tingling as if boiling oil had been poured over it.
His vision first went black, then a glimr of light flashed at the corner of his eye, restoring his sight.
On the surface, nothing seed to have changed, but by focusing carefully, he could perceive that so details in his field of vision, previously unnoticed, beca remarkably clear.
Activating the armor, the mask’s upper edge began to slide down like a waterfall of self-check paraters.
Ren Zhong glanced swiftly.
0.15 seconds later, he had read all the self-check paraters, including more than ten newly installed additional components.
His Brain Reaction Index had soared abruptly from 52.9 to 529.
The speed of information processing by his brain had increased significantly.
The nozzle of the short-range flight back-thrust propellant engines mounted on his back extended, ejecting on either side of his waist, two paths of orange-red tail flas about 0.2 ters in diater, each tail fla displaying several circular halos.
Ren Zhong swiftly floated over the White Wall, sliding forward, drawing closer to the manor of the professional team.
He slowly raised his hand, drawing a heavy Arc Light Saber, 1.6 ters long and 0.3 ters wide, from his back.
The Arc Light Saber was not sharpened; its cutting ability primarily ca from a high-frequency oscillation feature, akin to an electric hamr.
Upon activating the oscillation function, blue arc-like light would emanate from the broad blade as it heats up.
Simply hefting the sword and activating the oscillation function demanded an output of over 180 kilowatts from Ren Zhong’s armor’s power center.
Finally, reaching the sky above the outer side of the manor wall, Ren Zhong looked down.
The arrangent inside the manor ca into view.
Another set of information flashed through his mind, the standard planning map of the third-generation Iron Curtain automatic defense system, provided by Ju Qingng in the Military Weapon Store.
As a widely acclaid automatic defense system, although users would make fine adjustnts during installation based on the actual environnt—such as weapon placents, fire-net setup, ammunition ratios, and array sensor scanning configurations—specific deploynts always varied slightly.
However, as long as it was the sa system, the firearms, ammunition types, rockets, energy weapons, and Tracking Flying Mines used would be very similar.
Ren Zhong rembered these details, readying comprehensive plans in his mind to execute a precise attack.
As Ren Zhong observed, he continuously calculated plans in his mind, preemptively planning action strategies.
Finally, Ren Zhong took a deep breath, a sharp brilliance flashing in his eyes.
You treat us as ants, wielding life and death without concern.
Tonight, I will show you the fury of the ants!
Activating the amplifier, the 180-kilowatt power surged, and a deep blue light burst from the saber in his hand.
Ren Zhong leaned forward, the propellant engine’s thrust direction changed, transforming him into a diving eagle, descending rapidly.
The "Sauron’s Magic Eye" in the town center pivoted abruptly, scanning over, pausing on Ren Zhong for 0.05 seconds, then quickly moving away.
He was mistaken for the Night Watchman.
The next second, Ren Zhong fiercely crashed into the courtyard of Lin Wang’s manor.
Sensing the unfamiliar intruder, the third-generation Iron Curtain reacted instantly.
Cover panels suddenly opened up inside faux mountains, on the wall, at the trunk of the central courtyard tree, on the roof of the manor building, and on the beams of every floor, revealing various thick and thin pipes, as well as nurous Tracking Flying Mines erging like drones.
In an instant, the tranquil manor transford into a perilous death zone.
Machine guns swept the area, lines of nearly invisible bullets in the dark night flying towards Ren Zhong’s imminent landing spot.
Before this, Ren Zhong had already extended his left hand, the exoskeleton exerting force according to a pre-set power output process.
The instantaneous power output of his armor reached as high as 400 kilowatts.
He fully harnessed the performance of the amplifier.
Of course, he had pre-considered the massive delay caused by excessively activating the amplifier.
Now his control delay reached as high as 0.2 seconds!
However, everything was under control.
Ren Zhong had already input all commands before the action comnced.
From this mont, all developnts in the next two minutes would unfold according to his pre-scripted scenario.
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