stonecrandall Chapter 242 Plan Revision, PvP Between Strong Individuals, Scavenging 0 Items
Chapter 242 Plan Revision, PvP Between Strong Individuals, Scavenging 0 Items
Chapter 242 Plan Revision, PvP Between Strong Individuals, Scavenging Scrap Parts
Hughie survived Jibril's clutches thanks to Broly's sudden arrival, but the battle was changing too quickly, with the Goblin and Forest Elf alliances arriving at the standoff area earlier than expected.
Of the 32 access control devices, only 24 are currently in normal operation, making it impossible to install new ones in the center of the battlefield.
That area is currently being watched by both goblins and forest elves, and neither side will allow the machine race to set up traps or similar things there.
[Therefore, Riku's plan to incite a three-way war, deflecting the energy of the powerful attacks from the three parties—[Void Zero Technique], [Marrow Blast], and [Sky Strike]—to the ground via the [Traffic Control] device, and thus pierce through the stars to bring forth the Star Grail, has now failed.]
After calculations, the fully connected command system of the machine class reached the following conclusion.
[uc207pr4f57t9, requesting the command to revise the plan.]
While Broly was having soup and meat with little Jibril, Shubi, within the Machine Race's connected thought network, made her request to the Machine Race's fully connected command entity, Einzshi.
After the information about the heart was shared, and now that all the Mechs have fallen in love with the human Riku, this request was easily approved by [Einzshi].
[The plan has been revised. Guiding energy to the ground and through the stars is no longer possible due to physical reasons, but it is still possible to guide the energy to the southwest direction of the battlefield.]
By simply deploying a sufficient number of analytical bodies in the southwest direction of the battlefield to absorb the deflected attacks, it is possible to design a weapon with 77%-88% of the combined energy of the collision of the attacks from [Void Zero Technique], [Marrow Blast], and [Sky Strike].
The simulation calculations of the power data of [Void Zero Technique], [Marrow Blast], and [Sky Strike] confirmed that the combined power of the three attacks, even if only 77% of the effect could be simulated, was enough to penetrate this star.
[True Scripture. Star Killer] Weapon design success rate is as high as 79%. The plan has been revised and the information has been sent back. Please, uc207... no, Schwi, return to Riku and inform him of the plan revision.
After receiving the data transmitted back from the entire linked command system, Shubi remained silent for a while before asking a question on the network: "Could an analytical entity capable of analyzing attacks withstand such a powerful attack?"
[There's a 99.9% chance they'll all be wiped out, but don't worry, we mechs are just machines and tools; we won't violate Riku's own rule against casualties.]
Thank you, Einzsch.
Go, Hugh, we, the Machine Race, are individuals as a whole, and the individual is the whole; the happiness of the individual is the happiness of the whole.
The network connection was lost, and Hughie stood up, ready to leave.
Where are you going?
Upon seeing the mechanical girl's actions, Broly couldn't help but ask a question.
"Go back to the side of the important people."
"Are you going back to your spouse?"
"Um."
Hugh did not deny it.
"be safe."
Broly had no intention of following along. Since Shubi had already decided that she would not become his wife, he would not pester her.
The Saiyans chose to stay at the Machine Race's stronghold, but instead asked Jibril, who was well-fed and watered, what made her happy.
"Something that makes you happy? Fighting a strong opponent, cutting off their head and taking it back as a souvenir, does that count?"
In this cruel world, the Winged Race under the God of War are fortunate, because they, like their creator, are a group of warmongers.
"I can't give you my head, but I can still fight you."
Broly cannot meet the latter requirement, but he can meet the former.
A fist landed squarely on Jibril's right eye.
"Ouch, what are you doing?"
Jibril covered her right eye, which had turned into a panda eye, unable to understand why she, as a prisoner, had suddenly been beaten.
"I'm going to fight you to make you happy, hmm, are you happy now?"
As Broly asked the question, he punched Jibril in the left eye again, making her panda eyes symmetrical.
Jibril, sporting panda eyes: "???"
What's the logic behind this?
"I'll fight you to the death!"
After taking a punch to the nose from Broly, Jibril got angry and charged at him with her little fist raised.
But perhaps because she rarely experienced this kind of battle without any elven power, Jibril's punch was easily dodged.
Instead, she received three more jabs on her cheeks from the Saiyan boy, each delivered with controlled force. The force wasn't great, but the humiliation was intense.
"Waaah..."
Jibril, wiping the blood from her nose after being knocked down, stubbornly got up and charged forward again, swinging her fist.
Unlike other Skywing species, who were created as perfect individuals, Jibril is an imperfect individual. However, it is precisely because of her imperfections that she possesses learning abilities that other Skywing species do not have.
After fighting for a while, Jibril adapted to fighting without using her spirit power. She went from throwing punches randomly to imitating Broly's fighting stance and launching her own free-fighting attacks against Broly.
However, Jibril's little fists always maintained a delicate distance from Broly, and no matter how she attacked, she could only hit Broly by a hair's breadth.
Broly's punches always landed precisely, and every now and then he'd throw a hook kick, sending Jibril sprawling face-first into the mud.
In no time, Jibril, who had just washed herself clean before cooking, became filthy.
"You can't hit me even once, you must be torturing me on purpose. Anyway, I've already lost, now I'm your collectible, do whatever you want with me!"
Finally, after being defeated once again, Jibril gave up the fight.
"Didn't you say you wanted to fight against the strong? My control of the battle rhythm and my complete superiority in combat skills, isn't that exactly what a strong person should be like?"
Seeing Jibril's happiness level drop instead of rise, Broly felt it was completely unreasonable. In order to make Jibril happy, he had used all his micro-management skills to let Jibril experience being dominated by him, a powerful figure, in the 'battle' just now.
"But the battles I'm looking forward to with strong opponents shouldn't be like this."
Jibril felt a little aggrieved. None of the seemingly impossible battles she had experienced, no matter how fierce, had ever made her feel so powerless as she did now.
Broly thought for a moment and realized that Jibril and Darkness might be different. Jibril might not enjoy being bullied in this kind of battle. She would probably be more like Esdeath, who likes to fight each other with a visceral, physical style. So he pulled her up from the ground.
"Let's play again, this time I promise I'll make you happy."
Jibril: "???"
As it turns out, no one can stand a battle that offers no real combat experience, except for a true masochist like Darkness.
The point of this kind of battle is to make the participants feel involved. As Broly pretends to be hurt by Jibril's punch, the happiness level of this winged girl increases.
It is now certain that the Skywing race enjoys fighting, but they prefer back-and-forth battles rather than being overwhelmed by absolute power or skill, with no hope of victory.
Of course, the current back-and-forth is just a situation that Broly deliberately puts on. In reality, Broly is just playing a game of strong versus strong with Jibril.
Jibril knew this too, but she was happy because she could finally hit the boy, even if it meant taking a few more punches from him.
"What is the point of your actions?"
The machine-type creature, which had been observing for a long time, finally came over and asked Broly this question after the two of them lay down.
"Meaning? Making her happy is the meaning."
Broly replied.
"So, this is actually a game that makes the Skywing race happy?"
The machine type of question.
"I'm not happy at all. What's the point of this childish fighting?"
Jibril immediately retorted.
"No, you're happy, you can't fool me about that."
Just as Broly and Jibril were arguing, Shubi also returned to a hidden cave.
Rick, still unconscious, lay on the stone bed. His left sleeve was empty, and his left eye was wrapped in bandages.
To carry out the Ghost Project, this person's body was severely corroded by the remains of the elves; his left hand was severed, his left eye was gouged out, and he didn't have many days left to live.
When Hughie came in, she saw that he had his right eye closed and his brows were furrowed, as if he was in pain. She reached out to touch the young man on the stone bed, and the young man was awakened the next moment, with fine beads of sweat on his pale face.
"Rick, are you alright?"
Hugh asked, and only after the young man saw her beside him did he manage a somewhat forced smile.
"It's nothing, I just had a nightmare about you leaving me."
Hugh: "..."
She was indeed almost destroyed and left Rick's side forever.
"I've connected to the linker. According to the linker's calculations, our plan will fail..."
Hughie didn't mention that she had installed the "traffic control" device on her own; she simply gave a brief overview of the current state of Rick's plan.
"However, don't worry. At my request, the All-Link Command has revised our plan. Now I will tell you the revised plan."
"Shubi..."
"Um?"
"Are you really still Shubi?"
"Of course I'm Shubi. Look, this is the wedding ring you gave me, and my number is still uc207..."
Before Hughie could finish speaking, Rick hugged her tightly: "You're alright, that's so good."
Rick is intelligent and observant, and he realized that Shubi might have gone out alone while he was unconscious.
"I'm sorry, I've dragged you down."
As a human, he was weak and now only felt that he was useless and could not withstand the physical exhaustion, which led to Shubi acting alone and doing some adventurous things.
"Rick, you didn't drag me down. It was my fault for acting on my own."
After the two hugged for a while and calmed down, Hugh told Rick what had happened to him while he was unconscious.
Upon hearing that Shubi had encountered a Skywing and was nearly killed, the young man's face showed obvious worry and tension.
Rick breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that the girl had been rescued, but he became nervous again when he heard that the person who rescued Huggie had taken a liking to her and wanted her to be his wife.
"So, Shubi, did you say yes?"
Is Rick jealous?
"I just don't want to be abandoned, but if you think that would be better, I'll accept it and divorce you."
"How could it be better? Hughie has already rejected him."
Upon hearing this, Rick hugged the mechanical girl and cried again, moved to tears.
As he cried, the man fainted again.
When I woke up, it was twelve hours later.
After hearing the revised plan, Rick remained silent for a moment before saying to Shubi, "Shubi, could you bring the person who rescued you, along with the Skywings he captured, over here?"
"Sure, but why?"
"First, I want to express my gratitude to your savior. Second, I want to test whether the Skywing race is aware of our plans."
Rick answered Schubert's question.
Shubi quickly contacted the Link Commander and saw a Saiyan boy seemingly searching for something in the abandoned parts room of the Machine Race Self-Proliferation Factory.
"Excuse me, what are you doing?"
A loli-like voice came from the mechanical device above her head. Broly recognized it as Schwi's voice and answered her question: "Jiburi wants to keep your head. The other Mechs said your head was too damaged and had to be replaced, so I'm here with her looking for the head you don't want."
Hugh: "..."
"Found it!"
Then they heard a sound, and then saw Jibril crawl out of the pile of scrap parts that were about to be reworked, holding the mechanical head she had replaced yesterday.
"So, all I had to do was give you my head, and you would have let me go, right?"
She asked Jibril, whose face was beaming with joy, from a great distance.
"Is that 'Stinky Iron' still watching this side?"
"My name is Hugh, I've already told you."
"Call me whatever you want. If you had offered your head without resistance back then, I certainly wouldn't have been interested in damaging your body."
Jibril is just a head collector; she enjoys collecting all kinds of heads. As for torturing and killing the weak, she is not interested in it at all.
Hugh: "..."
The core of the machine-type creature, including the information storage device, is located in the chest area, while the head is a relatively insignificant limb.
If I had known it would be so easy to get rid of Jibril, I should have just beheaded her... Oh no, that's not right either, she had already severed her connection with the Link at that time.
She has a visual device on her head, and without it, she wouldn't be able to distinguish east from west. If it's not repaired in time, she might get lost in the wild.
"Mr. Broly, my husband would like to invite you to an audience. Are you available now?"
Hughie then inquired about serious matters.
Broly: "???"
I don't know why I and the other person's husband would want to meet.
"We will prepare some food for you."
Thanks to the intelligence gathered by the machine-type creatures that accompanied the boy, Shuvi obtained information about the Saiyan boy's preferences and then said something that appealed to him.
"I'm free. Where are you and your husband?"
Upon hearing about food, Broly perked up and asked.
"Wait a moment, another Mech will bring you over here. However, please also bring your captive, the Skywing Mech named Jibril."
(End of this chapter)