MX is like an endless treasure that surprises people every time.
The basic moves like the Thomas Pirouette and the Arc Step are like magic in MX's hands; they are smooth and powerful. This guy completely overturned people's old concept of "Mecha decides everything" and made everyone less superstitious about these problematic techniques. Now, everyone is taking the basics seriously again.
Some people even organized the basic moves MX used in the holographic video and made a textbook for everyone to learn and refer to.
MX is also mysterious; he never communicates with others, challenges three people every day, and then disappears without a trace like a ghost. No one knows who he is or can find any information about him. In everyone's eyes, he was like a mysterious legend, and this mystery had won him the sincere admiration of countless mecha fans.
Unlike others, MX never used just one type of mech; he constantly changed them, and they were all common types of standardized mechs. Civilian mecha masters usually used this type of mech, as modified mechs were too expensive for them to afford. Although the standard mechs were no match for the modified mechs in terms of performance, in MX's hands, they were enchanted, and their combat power was explosive! He often used weaker mechs to defeat mighty opponents!
Every time he switched Mechs, MX's fighting style would change drastically. His tactics were as elusive as the sky. He was like an all-powerful master; give him almost anything, and he could turn it into a deadly weapon.
Even Aurora's Son, number one on the battle list, once told a friend, "If I were to go up against MX with a mech of the same level, I don't know if I could beat him!
MX's holographic videos on the virtual network were always the hottest and most sought-after.
Although there was a lot of excitement outside about Matthew, Matthew himself didn't care. All he cared about was improving his strength and surviving on this dangerous wasteland hill.
After Dawnbreaker saw Matthew's short range multiple low angle change of direction technique, he stroked his chin and said, "Hmmm, this technique is quite interesting, it's worth learning!
From then on, Matthew added another item to his training program - riding Dawnbreaker for training. Surprisingly, The guy could do up to twenty low-angle turns in three seconds! Matthew was stunned and thought, "This is too perverted!"
The first try was a nightmare for Matthew. When he came out of the cockpit, his face was as white as a sheet of paper, and his legs shook like a sieve. In the end, he couldn't hold it in and threw up all over the place. Even when Matthew was in good shape, it took him days to get over it.
It was all because of that damn Dawnbreaker's "good deed" of actually shutting down the cockpit's hydraulic dampening system! Matthew could only lie on the floor and stare helplessly at the laughing Dawnbreaker beside him.
Dawnbreaker also laughed and said, "Haha, it seems that your reaction is not too bad; we can continue to increase the intensity of the training!
Matthew almost fainted when he heard this. As expected, the Dawnbreakers increased the training intensity by another level the next day.
Fortunately, Matthew wasn't a vegetarian, and his muscular body began adapting to this high-intensity training after a few days of adjustment. This type of workout had become the easiest part of his day.
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"What? They're all lost?" Jason asked in a shocked voice.
"Yes, young master." The butler panicked, "I don't know what's going on, but those four Underworld Walkers can't be contacted; it's as if they've evaporated. I suspect ..."
"What do you suspect? Babble!" Jason urged.
The butler glanced at Jason, then said carefully, "I suspect they may have met an untimely end."
"What does that mean?" Jason asked with a frown.
"I heard Chief Luo mention that the Underworld Walkers can destroy a person's brain nerves through the virtual network if they are strong enough. I wonder if those walkers are ..." The butler didn't finish his words, but the meaning was already evident.
Jason had an incredulous look on his face, "Really? How come I've never heard of this before? You can't fool me, can you?"
"Young master, how could I dare?" The butler hastily gave a frightened look and said, "I have personally done everything you have explained to me, and I would never dare to be careless. To do things for you, how could I not dare to do my best?"
Jason grunted, "Forgive me, you wouldn't dare!" He hesitated momentarily and asked, "Can we leave it at that?" He was well aware of the terrifying nature of this type of enemy - after all, the invisible enemy was the most terrifying! Growing up in a large family, he was much more sensitive to such things than ordinary people.
Of course, the butler begged him to do it because if something went wrong, he would be the one to suffer. So he hastily took the opportunity to offer a kiss on the ass, "A young master is indeed a great man who can afford to let go, an open-minded and wise decision!"
Jason was flattered by the butler and fluttered up with a smug smile.
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As for Viper, he hadn't logged into the virtual network for three days, living in fear and regret every day. He regretted why he was so hot-headed to accept this mission in the first place, and this nightmare was like a lingering monster that kept eating away at his mind.
He felt like he was going mad! For an underworld wanderer, being unable to access the virtual network was as painful as a bird losing its sky. But he didn't dare take the risk because if he chose the virtual network as his heaven, he might lose his life at the price.
Three days passed, and Viper huddled in the dimly lit hut all day as if that was the only way to bring him a sense of security; by the fifth day, his face had lost its former glow and was replaced by the pallor of endless fear and torment.
By the eighth day, he could no longer hold back, and instead of dying slowly in fear, he sought a painful outcome, his dry, shapeless right hand reaching for the virtual helmet in the corner of the room.
The moment he touched the helmet, his face showed a fluctuating expression, one moment green and one moment white; two thoughts were fighting in his heart - to continue or not to continue? He was a little unsure. But in the end, he gritted his teeth, forcefully put on the helmet, and entered the virtual network.
When he once again strolled in the virtual world and looked at the pedestrians coming and going, his mind suddenly became calm. He wandered for half a day, and the most worried things did not happen, which made him secretly relieved, seemed to be their over-anxious.
His mood began to relax and even became pleasant. Humming a minor melody, he was about to step towards one of the Underworld Walker's exchange areas, intending to ask for some information, as he still had doubts in his mind - who was this MX? He had never heard of such a powerful Underworld Walker before and wanted to find out who this MX was.
However, just as he was about to step forward, there was a sudden change!