Chapter 121

The Empire lost the first game of the rivalry, an ugly loss in what was perhaps the most humiliating game the Empire has ever suffered.

It had always been the Empire and the Federation that played pushy, and even if they lost the match they could still salvage respect in the high-end atmospheric appearance, design connotations, and name of the mechs.

And while the Lone Widow Frogfrog came out of nowhere to jump to the altar of Imperial mecha high-fashion, if Chris wins, then he'll only be proving that the Stygian Ferry God Ka Rong is better than the Lone Widow Frogfrog.

If Chris draws, it's like telling everyone that the Riverwalker and the Widow and Frog are on the same level.

The above two scenarios do nothing for the Styx Ka Rong, a high-level mech designed by the Empire's top mech builders, with many historians and aesthetes employed as consultants on the Ka Rong's appearance, and blown out of the water by the Empire's people right out of the gate, with even the name of a god used.

But the worst thing that happened was that Ka Rong, the god of the River Styx, lost.

Such a stable mecha was defeated by a frog as a fly.

So the name Ka Rong became the biggest mockery of all.

The Empire was either going to go crazy and disparage the Federation's mechs as it had in the past, in fact there were a lot of black marks against the Federation's mechs this time around, the names were child's play, the styling was child's play, and the Empire would be able to steer the tide of public opinion in a minute if it set fire to the Federation as it had done in the past.

But the harder the Empire stomped on the Federation, the more it slapped its own face. In order to salvage its pride, the whole Empire started to blow up the Widows and Orphans Frog Frog, blowing up the brilliance of Professor Wang who designed it, and blowing up the youthfulness of mecha engineer Gu Tunan.

What are they going to say about Tang Bai.

Tang Bai's changes to the Widow and Frog Frog are few, but each of them plays a crucial role in the tournament, such as the use of the improved mechanic Teng Man, the frog shape, the name Widow and Frog Frog Frog, and the final insulting move "Frog Eating Fly".

This deviant omega has created chaos in the Federation, a destabilizer, a contrarian, and a far cry from the omega education propagated by the Empire.

The Empire's top brass weighed the pros and cons, and in a sudden flash of inspiration, realized that they could divert the conflict ah, in addition to blowing the Federation hard!

Soon after, a bunch of blackmail articles against Tang Bai came in:

#Uncovering the strange gold-plated resumes of the Federation's mecha manufacturing community, Tang Bai has found a new leg up on his own grandfather Tang Rong #

#The name Widow and Orphan Froggy turned out to be an omega name. It's really ridiculous! #

# Tang Bai disguised as a flower fairy at the Mecha Cup, netizens say he's more suited to be a flower vase than a mecha maker #

......

Because the mechanical Teng Man was developed by Tang Bai and Grandpa Tang together, the black draft from the Empire seized on this point and said that the mechanical Teng Man was developed by Grandpa Tang alone, and Tang Bai's name was added in order to gold-plate the resume of his grandson.

Ditto for the Widow and Orphan Frog Frog number, which was clearly the brainchild of Prof. Wang, but was forced to add Tang Bai's name to Tang Rong.

The writer confidently clicked on the comment section, and the first hot comment was, "Why do you, a Sugar Black, have so many Sugar Sugar beauties! [You're not right.jpg]"

Those black scripts were accompanied by a snapshot of Tang Bai sitting on a lotus flower and touching his virtual wings as he battles Ka Rong, the god of the River Styx.

Lotus is huge, the petals snow white, the water on the lotus leaves intertwined into a turquoise world, the tip of the foot in the water pointing out a circle of ripples, Tang Bai sitting in the center of the blooming lotus, butterfly wings emitting glittering shimmering light, like an uninitiated elf.

Netizens who were originally half-brainwashed by the black scripts couldn't help but say after seeing these pictures, "He's so good looking, he doesn't look like someone who would do such a thing." "It's true that cute people have cute names, I love the Quacker." "Although but, there are still pictures?"

Blackie: "????"

At the moment, Tang Bai is sitting in the audience waiting for the new scene of the Abyssal Sea to be set up, and in the process guessing what players will be playing in this game.

The new game was randomized to Empire and Proia.

Proa's mecha manufacturing technology is more backward, many technologies are taught to Proa by the Federation, than piloting mechs, Proa people are better at cold weapons combat and ancient martial arts, their mecha style is mostly rough and wild beast shape, like Mo Zheng likes the style is Proa style.

Before the competition began, spectators took selfies of their randomly selected costumes, and Tang Bai was no exception, sitting in a shell and snapping a picture of his beautiful little mermaid tail for Xie Ruhang to see.

The fish's scales are pinkish-red, translucent underwater with a purplish cast.

"Is it nice?" Tang Bai asked sweetly.

Xie Ruhang was so enamored that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up and think about the future of the Bunny suit.

Bai Li, who was also on the Federation team, tsked when he saw this expression on Xie Ruhang's face. Although Bai Li was from the Mecha Manufacturing Department, his mecha piloting was of a very high caliber, so he was also chosen to compete.

Not wanting to eat dog food, Bailey averted his eyes to see Banrud walk out of Proa's lounge, the alpha was young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, wheat complexion, and his exposed tattoo appeared to be of an Andean god vulture.

"Huka!" Bandru greeted the Federation players with Proto-Asian etiquette, accidentally catching sight of Tang Bai, who was video-communicating with Xie Ruhang, and the little mermaid on the light-screen kindly said "Huka" back to him.

At the sound of Tang Bai's voice, Bandru smiled apologetically, his face reddening a little.

As Tang Bai and Bandru say hello, Chris emerges from the Empire's lounge.

Perhaps to honor Ka Rong, the god of the River Styx, or perhaps the underwater map is a good fit for Ka Rong, the Imperials still sent Chris out to play this game.

The normally bright and generous Bandru had somehow been scratching his head nervously under the gaze of those amber eyes, and when he saw Chris departing, Bandru hastened to say, "I'm leaving too."

"Cheer up! Good luck with the race!"

Bandru had actually expected to win or lose this match; rivers and seas were hard to come by in Proa, and their country had not researched water combat mechs very much.

If the randomized map this time was a desert map, Bandru would have been confident of winning, but unfortunately, this time it was a deep sea map.

However, Bandru was in a good frame of mind, as their team was participating in the Mecha Cup purely to show the Federation a good time and gain insight, and had no desire to place.

"Next up, we have Bandru, our contestant from Team Proia, with his Barbarian Saho!"

Bandru stood next to his mech covered in fancy paint and gave Chris a wide smile, he smiled comfortingly as if he were a small sun, "My name is Bandru, nice to meet you, your Styx Ferry God Ka Rong-- "

Before he could finish his sentence, Chris turned coldly and got into his mech, leaving Bandru to talk awkwardly to himself.

Bandru scratched his head, he actually wanted to praise Ka Rong, the Styx River Crossing God, for being great, that skill that could turn rivers into glaciers was really cool, he wondered when Proa would be able to achieve such a skill as well.

Bandru thought about the future as he stepped into his mech, a teenager's mind is always quick to jump, and the moment he sat in the cockpit he began to think about what he was going to say about his defeat when he lost.

Competition second, friendship first, is that what they say?

The ten-second countdown ended, and both sides dove to the bottom.

Apparently, Bandru and his mech are not very good at sneaking around in the water, and the frightened fish in the sea gave him away in a flash.

"Our Chris player is the first to attack! He's using Kiritos Sigh!"

Stygian River Ferry God Ka Rong opened his mouth, and a shockwave of cold air suddenly rushed towards the Barbarian Saho like a snow-white torrent!

The ice extends layer by layer, and before the first torrent arrives, the Chris-operated mech thunders out a swinging grip!

A line of ice prongs instantly shoots out from the direction of the long pole, countless ice prongs piercing through the current and blocking the direction of Bandru's escape, and as long as they are struck by the ice prongs of the Grip of the Pendulum, the area of water where Bandru is located will all freeze into ice.

And at the moment the ice prongs covered the range that the Brute Saho could escape from above and below, if the Brute Saho were to move back at this time, he couldn't avoid the Kojitos Sigh.

"What a powerful ability to anticipate! All of Bandru's escape routes are blocked!"

Bandru see how he can not escape, so he used the mech's biggest killing move "storm vortex", the vortex storm created by the Barbarian Saho savagely churned the ice prisms, but also will be surrounded by plants and props are twisted to a shattered.

This kill move is powerful but has the disadvantage of disrupting vision, Bandru can't even see where Chris is at the moment, he's highly focused because he knows that the moment the vortex stops is the moment his opponent rushes up to attack.

A figure that seemed like a ghost emerged from the depths--

It's now!

The torrent of ice and snow rushed over, and Ka Rong, the god of the River Styx Ferry, braced himself on his long pole and stomped gently on the Barbarian Saho, and with just that brief a contact, the cold ice froze a quarter of the Barbarian Saho.

Chris raises his pole and the eyes on his humanoid mech spew red light, deflecting Bandru's attack before he can make it.

The ensuing fight felt like a one-sided abuse, with Chris pulling out kills that he simply couldn't get to in the previous set, and using them all on the poor Protea player, one after the other.

The host exclaimed, "This is like a show-off show for Ka Rong, the River Styx ferry god!"

Bandru couldn't move his mech because it was shackled by the ice, and to make matters worse, his mech seemed to have had its shields breached, and seawater poured into the cockpit as the keypad flashed with electricity.

Bandru's brain seems to have short-circuited, and his first instinct is not to wipe the keyboard, but to panic and look for his oxygen mask.

"Pfft, the entertainment is full.

Why is there an oxygen tank in the cockpit of the Bandru mech? It's too grassy hahaha

The keyboard is broken, Bandru switches to free-operation mode with a heartbeat, the neural link can transmit the mech's senses to his brain, and the fear of drowning takes Bandru's breath away.

Help ......!

No, no, it's just a message from the mech. I'm in the cockpit, I'm fine, I'm not under water!

Bandru desperately encourages himself as he tries to move, but the mech is frozen, and for a moment he looks like a diver entangled in water plants.

Bandru struggles with all his strength, but the ice doesn't budge.

In despair, he looked through the display at the god-like mech, which lifted its foot and stomped on the display, slowly pushing the Brashaho down into the muck of the deep sea as if it were an ant.

The pop-ups were active at first, but when Ka Rong, the Stygian Ferry God, stomped the mecha head of the Proa contestant into the deep-sea silt and didn't unleash a killing move, just quietly watched as the contestant flailed on all fours and fought for his life, the pop-ups' laughter gradually ceased.

Chris only needs one more move to defeat his opponent to end this fight.

But he didn't.

Chris's mind drifted back to the cheers of those around him as he failed miserably, especially the piercingly smiling faces of the Proia team, and he kept his stomp on the mech's head, watching icily as his opponent writhed in the muck and sea, the malice in his heart seeming to spread like the muddy churning waters.

With the cockpit filled with seawater and the oxygen level in the tanks at a minimum, Bandru never gives up the fight, but his strength makes his resistance a joke, and eventually the machine recognizes that his life is in danger of being asphyxiated and automatically abstains from the fight.

No more pop-ups to mock Bandru, who fought to the end, with some saying, "I think Chris went a little overboard."