I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

"so big."

Xing tilted her head back.

"Is that little black dot Uncle Yang? Did Uncle Yang find an ancient robot?"

Stepping out of the cable car on March 7th, before I could even exclaim, "Finally back!"

I was startled by the enormous thing in the distance.

She looked up at the creation engine, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly, finally managing to utter only one sentence:

"What exactly did Uncle Yang do up there?"

How did he manage to open this thing?

Qiye did not participate in the discussion.

He simply looked up at the creation engine, his lips twitching several times.

In this state, Uncle Yang is indeed a formidable fighter.

But the spectacle they created became more and more outrageous each time.

Last time, it crashed through the ceiling of Cripper Castle.

This time, Belloberg's creation engine, which had been dormant for hundreds of years, was directly activated!

at the same time.

Walter Yang hovered directly in front of the Creation Engine.

His glasses reflected the pulsating light on the chest of the Creation Engine, and a satisfied smile played on his lips.

"You're not entirely useless."

He pushed up his glasses, his tone carrying a hint of admiration.

"You used to be the core of the star, bringing calamity to all living beings."

But now you are my Gundam's backup hidden energy source! Consider it a farewell to darkness and a switch to light.

I'm giving you this opportunity; you'd better cherish it.

The dark purple light flickered twice, as if it were nodding frantically.

It had half of its original body smashed by this man's punch in Yongdong Ridge.

Now that I've finally found an opportunity to prove I'm still useful, how could I dare to utter a single word of dissent?

Walter was extremely excited as he looked at the huge robot in front of him!

I can't wait to go in and experience it.

He sat in the cockpit of the Creation Engine, his hands gripping the control stick.

The arrogant curve of his lips was as flamboyant as a child who had just received a new toy.

The mecha was even easier for him to use than he had imagined.

It is highly responsive and has flexible joints.

Ancient technologies from hundreds of years ago have been given a stunning boost of vitality by the power of the star's core.

He pushed the control stick, and the right arm of the creation engine rose up.

A giant mechanical hand slowly clenched its fist in mid-air, and the metallic roar echoed above the clouds.

"good."

He pushed up his glasses, his tone carrying a rare hint of satisfaction.

"Although it can't compare to the flagship mech of Anti-Entropy."

But finding a Gundam that can still move on a planet that has been frozen in ice and snow for hundreds of years makes the trip worthwhile.

I'll talk to Himeko later and see if we can convert it into backup combat power for the train.

"From now on, if I encounter any fools on the road, I'll drive this out and beat them up."

Meanwhile, on the top floor of an abandoned clock tower not far away.

A girl with a double helix is ​​standing on the edge of a railing.

She chewed gum, looked at the creation engine in the distance that was moving its joints, and couldn't help but complain.

"That's why Elio sent me here."

An ancient piece of scrap metal?

She blew a bubble, it popped, and then she rolled it back into her mouth.

"And they even gave me the SIM card! Do they think I can't beat them? They're underestimating me!"

She tilted her head slightly, avoiding the general direction in which Walter was located.

"Forget it, let's get everything back on track first."

I remember that Xing should have awakened his destiny protection ability around this time.

In the original script, she was stabbed and then awakened, but now no one has stabbed her.

She suddenly pulled out a portable terminal and her fingers flew across the screen.

Strings of code flashed rapidly through her hands.

"So now it's time for the genius hacker, Lord Silver Wolf, to take action himself. Enjoy my script."

She pressed the last Enter key.

An invisible stream of data shot out from the terminal and crashed straight into the rear interface of the Creation Engine.

The mech's firewall was as fragile as paper in front of her, and it was torn apart almost the instant she broke in.

Silver Wolf chewed gum while browsing through the main control interface.

After locating the cockpit's vision feedback system, the external view was replaced with a set of looping data.

From Walter's perspective, everything was normal; the night sky over Belleburg was quiet and peaceful.

His fellow members on the Star Train were waving to him from the ground.

In fact, he was manipulating the creation engine to turn and take a step toward the star.

"Okay, cockpit sorted."

Silver Wolf blew a bubble, then frowned.

He looked the creation engine up and down; it was a dusty, rusty remnant of an old era.

"But this mecha is too ugly."

He's all drab and gray, doesn't look like a boss at all. Audiences will ask for refunds after seeing this."

She reopened the terminal, retrieved the appearance data of the creation engine, and began making extensive modifications.

The metal casing changed from grayish-black to dark purple, with orange-red light shining through the cracks.

Her once square shoulders were now angular and barbed.

She adjusted the light from the star core on her chest to a dark purple pulse.

Each beat was accompanied by a deep hum.

"Perfect."

Silver Wolf took two steps back, examined his work, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Now that's more like a final boss. The main event is about to begin."

She pulled a palm-sized handheld game console from her backpack and skillfully plugged in the data cable.

The other end is connected to a portable terminal.

The Creation Engine's control interface popped up on the screen. She moved her fingers and pressed the scan button.

In an instant, the ground scene several kilometers below was completely scanned.

Several clear heat source signals were precisely locked on the screen.

Silver Wolf grinned wickedly, his gaze fixed on the brightest source of heat.

With gray hair and golden eyes, he was staring blankly at her artwork.

"Train crew, Star."

The condition for awakening to preserve one's destiny is a near-death experience.

She was supposed to be stabbed by Cocolia, but now no one is stabbing her…

Silver Wolf gently pushed the game console button with his thumb.

The creation engine began to move.

"Then I'll do it. Don't worry, I won't really stab him to death."

"It's just to let you experience what it's like to be watched by the boss."

Chapter 61 uses it again

at the same time

Bronya was leading a squad of Silvermane Iron Guards at breakneck speed.

She received a message from the watchtower.

A gigantic, unidentified structure has appeared outside the city, suspected to be an ancient relic awakening.

As the acting Grand Guardian, she had to personally verify the situation.

Jepard walked beside her, his eyes scanning ahead warily before he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Lady Bronya, there are figures ahead, they look like... people from the Star Train?"

Bronya followed Jepard's gaze and saw several familiar figures standing at the edge of the snow.

March 7th was holding a camera and snapping pictures of something in the distance.

Xing squatted in the snow with her head tilted back, while Qixing stood beside her.

The trio were all craning their necks, staring blankly at the creation engine that was moving forward in the distance.

Bronya walked quickly to them:

"Everyone on the Star Train, what exactly is going on?"

We received a report of an unidentified giant object appearing outside the city, and I initially thought it was…

She stopped mid-sentence, her gaze sweeping over Xi'er beside her.

Xi'er was standing next to Qixing, holding the cookie Qixing had just handed her, and was munching on it intently.

Jepard walked toward Seele, his brow furrowed:

"Seele? What are you doing here?"

"Aren't you... the leader of the Earth Fire? What are you doing in the Upper City?"

Seele paused for a moment while chewing the biscuit.

He swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his head, and remained expressionless.

"Lady Bronya sent me."

He glanced in Bronya's direction.

Bronya paused for a moment, then immediately picked up the conversation and nodded:

"Yes, I sent her."

Leader Seele came to the Upper City for a formal meeting at my invitation.

Regarding the coordination of material allocation between the upper and lower levels.

Jepard's gaze swept back and forth between Seele and Bronya twice.

He saw the half-eaten cookie in Seele's hand, and then he saw the crumbs that she hadn't wiped clean from the corner of his mouth.