First Battlefield Commander! - Chapter 218
Chapter 218: Seek Shelter
The spirit of a craftsman is always great.
Just like Ji Ban's father. To realize Ji Ban's grand wish of piloting a mech, he even started from scratch, spending over a decade of painstaking effort, immersing himself in studying the remaining materials, personally building him a mech.
And it was a manual mech that had been abandoned by history.
No one told him he could, nor did anyone accept the meaning of his actions, yet he still achieved it.
Lin Lie was a research scholar. For her, work meant tackling the world's most cutting-edge technical challenges.
Her life's dictionary had no "impossible," because every day she was breaking through the impossible. She had to maintain that mentality to continue walking the path of exploration and innovation.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger didn't doubt her words at all; he even felt this could be done. Just that she needed time and support.
The tide of the times always changes and advances with these people.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said: "Then I... look forward to Lian Sheng's return to the team."
Lin Lie nodded.
Zhao Zhuoluo and the others retreated from the hospital room, more accurately, were kicked out. Because the nurse sister stated they had seriously disturbed the patient's rest, pushed Lian Sheng out, saying it was time for an injection.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger stood up and waved: "Finished saying hello? If finished, let's go."
The soldiers jostled towards him.
After bidding farewell to Lin Lie, the group continued back to the military department to await orders.
Fang Jianchen asked: "When can she come back?"
"Hmm... communicated with her doctor. Depends on her arm's recovery level and her personal willingness. But after being discharged, basic daily life should be no problem. If she's willing, we can recruit her into the Command Department," Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said. "Anyway, don't know how things are now, depends on the future."
Zhao Zhuoluo asked: "What about us? What's our next mission? I think we can already accept frontal combat missions as frontline attack soldiers."
Always doing rescue, guard duty, intelligence gathering, tasks like these. Although could touch mechs, although also conducted reconnaissance and coordination on the edge of war zones, still a gap compared to the Expeditionary Force's formal assault squads.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger looked at him: "Yo, why so impatient? Even Fang Jianchen held back."
Fang Jianchen looked over disdainfully: "...Why provoke me for no reason? Is it hard for me to be your bad example every day? Take a break, you guys."
Zhao Zhuoluo lowered his head, voice heavy: "Just want to end it sooner, everything."
That irritable feeling, the urgent need to do something to vent, kept accumulating, affecting his judgment. He knew every mission, every task was important, but just couldn't hold back.
Watching the situation worsen without improvement, watching the frontline stalemate while being helpless, made him feel his weakness and incompetence again and again.
He wanted everything to settle down as soon as possible.
—"I'll be back soon."
This sentence didn't feel like comfort to him.
She actually didn't need to be fast, nor rush. She could adapt slowly, then return to her position.
If there were no war, having a prosthesis or not made no difference.
If he could become stronger, instead of letting Lian Sheng stand alone at the front of the team, perhaps things could be better.
"Don't take unnecessary responsibility onto yourself; that's a very foolish act. Just be responsible for what you should do," Hundred Meter Flying Dagger patted his shoulder like an elder. "No need to rush; we're also short-staffed. Actually, with war imminent—to be precise, already started—a portion of the Expeditionary Force's veterans have delayed retirement. They've already delayed two or three years, but this isn't a solution. We also want to form new teams as soon as possible to replace them."
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said: "Talent is sometimes like this. Either no gap appears, or they emerge batch after batch. The military department is very optimistic about your recent classes. You, Ji Fangxiao, Zhang Ce, Yan Shuo, etc., are all very rare talents; all sides attach great importance. Precisely because of this, we must be even more careful. We also hope you can grow faster, but we know better not to pull seedlings to help them grow. What position to arrange, when to promote, we are more anxious and concerned than you. Understand?"
"So, trust your seniors. When we can stand in front of you, shelter you from wind and rain, don't feel guilty or uneasy. Hold onto that feeling, strive to grow, and live healthily," Hundred Meter Flying Dagger said. "Then, also treat your juniors this way."
Everyone stared fixedly at him.
When Hundred Meter Flying Dagger wanted to be reliable, he looked truly reliable.
Gelen's internal war continued to advance. Barite successively occupied Gelen's developed districts 3, 4, 6, 9, almost bringing all of Gelen's developed districts under his control.
Maxwell concentrated important forces in political and technological key areas, namely Districts 1 and 2, as well as a series of administrative districts along the routes to these key areas.
Barite was a smart person. He didn't push Maxwell too hard from the beginning, competing for these crucial points. Instead, he left the opponent a certain amount of freedom and space, slowly taking full control of various districts on the edge of Maxwell's tolerance.
Approaching the eve of the major battle, the situation paradoxically began to stabilize. Perhaps Barite had secured control over the surrounding few areas and maintained economic exchange between the districts.
But this was just the calm before the storm. No one knew where the final flashpoint of the internal war would be, or what it would become after detonation.
Both sides were forbearing, but having developed to this point, there was no longer any possibility of peaceful resolution.
But if engaging in frontal combat, Maxwell's military strength was a major problem.
Although they had established their own research team and secured certain military support, compared to the military department, it was simply a drop in the ocean.
They lacked Barite's strength and foundation to sweep resource planets, using them as military funds and weapon material resources, accumulating vast wealth. Robbing was always faster than earning, especially for non-salable items like rare metals.
In terms of weapon support, Maxwell's only choice was to seek cooperation with the Alliance.
In Gelen, he at least represented the opinions of most pro-peace individuals. When signs of war appeared, he received funding from most enterprises and citizens. At the very least, they had money.
The Alliance wouldn't sell high-end weapons, but could "lease" them. Leasing mechs along with pilots, then entering Gelen under the name of the Gelen military to help defend.
Gelen's official first battle took place in a Gelen border area with lagging economic resources. They engaged in a fierce probing of military strength against each other.
The Alliance participated together.
A long-awaited expedition.
Several consecutive clashes. Using the not-so-intense battle situation, Liliana and leaders of various army corps slowly implemented the placement issues for the new recruits.
—Regarding their squad numbers, missions, and level assessments. That is, whether they should be sent to the field, how they should team up if sent, whether responsible for cleanup, rescue, or combat, etc., debates.
Some new recruits experienced the two major incidents in the 36th and Kafa, tempered by blood ahead of time. More mature and stronger in response and mentality. Possessed sufficient strength to go to the front lines, but lacked familiar partners for cooperation, also lacked shared cooperation experience.
Like Ji Fangxiao, already formally entered the Command Department. If Lu Mingyuan and Zhou Shirui were willing, could also be formally incorporated into the Command Department. But their own wish was to continue operating with Lian Sheng's scattered team.
Ji Ban's level and uniqueness were enough to be incorporated into formal frontline teams. And his unmanned piloting ensured his safety to some extent.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger and Liliana were initially hesitant, hoping to reassign these few people. But changing numbers later was difficult, and changes would hurt the old squad commander's feelings. So let them serve as substitutes, interspersed among various squads. Whichever squad needed them would summon them.
During this period, Lian Sheng was constantly doing rehabilitation exercises.
She didn't know when this matter would end.
After enduring the most difficult initial period, already felt a sense of ease.
When the prosthesis was first installed, she had somewhat forgotten the feeling of mobilizing fingers and arm movements.
Seemed like just thinking, but definitely not just thinking; that feeling was truly subtle.
But after becoming proficient, or perhaps after the connection between arm and nerves tightened, the five fingers' activities could already achieve synchronized movements.
Just as the doctor said, occasionally when in good condition, her fingers could perform extraordinarily, pressing incredibly fast. But still not entirely satisfactory.
For example, strength control wasn't precise. The place she lived was already damaged by her crushing countless things.
The inherent strength of that arm was simply terrifying; could totally be used as a weapon in critical moments.
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger had invited her before, to first enter the Command Department for related studies. Rejected politely by Lian Sheng.
She wanted to do many things, but time was short, energy even shorter; she couldn't grasp everything at once. Temporarily didn't want to push herself too hard either, just chose one thing to tackle first: arm adaptation.
However, staying home alone was very boring. The doctor also said manipulating small objects helps improve her hand flexibility. So during free time, would go to the 29th District Research Institute to help.
Ji Heng brought his years of research and improvement data over to help. He had always been a private parts seller. This time, being able to forge a brand new mech for the Alliance officially, he worked very diligently.
Although the vision was wonderful, when actually starting work, they faced one difficulty after another. Almost every step taken was exceptionally hard.
Theory and reality were not so optimistic, occasionally experiencing blank periods with no clue.
Sensor mech systems and manual mech systems were completely different things. First, the processors were different. Fusion, then modification, was a process equivalent to rebuilding. They had never encountered similar research before; what to do?
Even if no road, had to pave one out. Starting from the worst assumptions, slowly deliberating improvements, finally summarizing and testing.
Lian Sheng now understood, during work, even the most skilled and professional colleagues would get very irritable when encountering difficulties.
So her irritability was also understandable.
These two comrades standing at the pinnacle of the mech field constantly worked with expressions of "I disagree! You're purely talking crap."
Ji Heng was a very stubborn person; Lin Lie was a very assertive person. When arguing, not intense, but the low pressure was quite terrifying.
Lian Sheng would help them pass parts in the workshop.
Her arm was completely resistant to high temperatures and impacts; passing directly was fine.
But during mech assembly, to ensure no gaps, materials initially weren't so hard. Lian Sheng couldn't control well; one pinch, deformed, needed reshaping again.
Wasting limited research funds, also wasting their time. Lian Sheng's presence didn't help much, instead dragged everyone back wildly, just a human-shaped shit-stirring stick. Every time Lin Lie couldn't bear it, would drive her away.
At this time, Lian Sheng would start memorizing related codes, adapting to code input.
Given only one hand needed manual operation, mostly still relying on sensing, didn't need complex operations of twenty-six letters plus numbers. Simply using one finger to represent one character, designed a command console with only five key codes for her, worn closely against her palm.
Five fingers, assuming coded with three-digit codes, could control a total of one hundred twenty-five commands.
Lian Sheng initially thought she wouldn't need so many commands; two digits were enough. But after referencing Ji Ban's commands, wanted to add everything inside, instead seemed insufficient. Leading to the command library's commands not being fixed down even now.
Lian Sheng put down the optical computer, sat aside looking towards the mech standing under the light ahead.
Jiugong's outer shell had been completely disassembled. Inside were densely packed parts and wires. Lian Sheng couldn't make out the original prototype at all, because she felt all mech frames were the same.
Many of Jiugong's parts, because over twenty years passed without updates, had begun to age and rust.
Lin Lie was particularly unconcerned, disassembled them, removed rust, then installed them back for her.
Lian Sheng stated she heard "creak creak" sounds. Lin Lie also stated, fine, when she sat in the cockpit, she wouldn't hear it anymore.
Lian Sheng: "..."
Lian Sheng: "..."
Lian Sheng: "..."
Lian Sheng sat on the cargo container, dangling her legs.
In this Research Institute place, she was either the biggest or second biggest; basically no one managed her.
She pulled up an analysis video from an Alliance military frontline express delivery, set it to external broadcast, then memorized codes while watching TV.
Not long after, Lin Lie walked over criticizing: "Either watch TV, or study. Doing two things at once like this, fundamentally cannot accomplish things. Think you've learned it, but actually haven't, instead making your foundation unsteady."
Lian Sheng glanced at the optical computer, then at her, innocently: "I can recite it."
Lin Lie said seriously: "What's the point of reciting? Important thing is using it. Can your hands, feet, brain, and eyes all work separately?"
"..." Lian Sheng, "You're right, my mistake."
Lin Lie: "So what do you want to do now?"
Lian Sheng tucked away her crossed legs, immediately: "Watch TV."
Only then did Lin Lie walk away.
Lian Sheng achieved extraordinary accomplishments in code practice and input.
Her fingers were directly connected to nerves near the spine, plus assisted by sensor technology, truly achieved hand speed unattainable even by single people for a lifetime.
Although many invalid operations occurred due to improper control, still uniquely led the trend.
Lian Sheng, to prove her idea, specially bought a currently popular retro-style keyboard game console, challenging human physiological limits.
After figuring out the rules, in less than a week, dominated the entire game zone. And received disdain and suspicion from all sides, helped the game company officials receive countless complaint letters and report letters, seriously affecting the other party's quarterly turnover.
Normal people, in a state of explosive hand speed, might experience convulsions after five minutes. Continuing to force speed might even cause permanent damage. Their fingers needed maintenance; their operations needed to regulate stamina and rhythm. Their games needed strategy.
Lian Sheng only needed a cheat-like arm. And single hand faster than both hands. Perfectly achieved continuous non-stop, no rest, stable performance, strong output. Truly achieved the bold words "I let you use one hand, still can completely dominate you."
Netizens are all very wise.
"Holy crap! This person definitely opened cheats!"
"That cheat king is here again, hehe."
"That tech god is here again, hehe."
"That tech god who specializes in making cheats is here again, hehe."
"I don't 'hehe' your great emperor, please teach me your cheats!"
Soon she earned the glorious title of Cheat King for herself. Another peak climbed in the network zone after Sanyao.
While the masses kindly greeted her and guessed her identity, Lian Sheng tactfully replied: "Excellent people are all handed over to the country."
But what use does the country have recruiting someone who just plays games all day?!
Afterwards, Lian Sheng took advantage of Ji Ban's holiday break, found this hand speed number one, played games with her together.
To extend the time they could spar together, while not destroying the deep friendship between them, they didn't directly engage in battle.
The two, after dimly lit days of instance grinding, scamming, robbing, slaughtering, arena fighting, etc., pressed down and rubbed all kinds of normal players, expressing their humiliation through action, then became notorious.
Finally, Ji Ban submitted to her shamelessness and hand speed, admitting she was superior.
"In this game, you have already surpassed me," Ji Ban said seriously. "But I prefer playing ACT series games; the number one character title effect there has golden bubbles, super cool."
Lian Sheng said: "Let's go. I'll download, play tonight."
Ji Ban: "But tonight I have duty watch, also patrol. And fingers need rest."
Lian Sheng: "Then I'll go find Lu Mingyuan; you guide them a bit."
Started from individual training, finally spread to the entire squad.
Although Lian Sheng was far away in the 29th District, on Gelen's battlefield, successfully led out a team of game kings.
Invincible, ever-victorious! Wherever passed, struck fear!
Playing games while exchanging current affairs and battle situations. Life passed quite enjoyably.
Everyone was originally very worried for her, afraid she couldn't control her mentality, strong surface weak inside. Trapped in the grief of losing an arm unable to extricate... etc.
But finally discovered, just buying a keyboard game console, could see this person every day, even have deep thought exchanges and future planning with her. Instantly their entire mentality twisted.
This frivolous and disgusting world! This unfair world!
"Drive her over," everyone pleaded together to Hundred Meter Flying Dagger. "Torture her! Crush her with work! Cut off internet, cut off power, let her return to ascetic life!"
Hundred Meter Flying Dagger: "..."
What could he do?
Lian Sheng hadn't returned yet, but Zhao Zhuoluo and Ji Ban went on leave first.
Ji Ban said his mech broke again.
Piloting unmanned mechs generally required fighting in the front line ranks. Because his safety was most guaranteed. And operating system behind the team, no need to fear important data leakage.
During a night raid battle, to protect comrades, Moshi suffered heavy damage again, requiring head-to-toe modification.
Adding the modification Lin Lie did before, Moshi had already evolved to version 3.
Number evolving, but configuration constantly degrading.
Research Institute stated, this time even materials recovered from previously scrapped mechs had to be cut and installed.
Ji Ban deeply worried, would the Alliance eventually give him a toy shell to play with?
Lian Sheng said: "Pray."
Ji Ban: "..."
Ji Ban: "..."
Suddenly panicked even more.
The two returned to the 29th District first. Lian Sheng, as unemployed personnel, went over to welcome.
Only two months passed without seeing, Ji Ban and Zhao Zhuoluo both looked much more mature. Especially Zhao Zhuoluo, his entire state seemed calmer, more... harder to deceive.
Standing posture already had the bearing of an old soldier.
Lian Sheng surveyed them appraisingly, then nodded satisfiedly encouraging: "Not bad, not bad, look in good condition. How was it at the front line?"
"You..." Zhao Zhuoluo looked at Lian Sheng's slippers and loose casual pants, face full of conflicted expression: "Came out wearing pajamas?"
Lian Sheng: "This is my casual wear. Oh, you can also call it pajamas. Because this is how I dress at home."
The two: "..."
The two: "..."
Lian Sheng nodded: "Mm hmm. I might seem a bit like a homebody, but the life I live is actually really intense. Every day I face flashing swords and raining bullets, life hanging by a thread, enduring the condemnation of thousands, but I still press forward..."
Playing games so intensely, wasn't that exactly it?
The two discovered Lian Sheng was very obsessed with this emerging entertainment. Anime, TV, also various games.
If not determined to be a soldier, she might have already become useless.
Lian Sheng put on a coat: "Go, take you to eat, consider it a welcome reception."
She scratched her head: "Now everyone returning to 29th District on leave has to come find me for a meal. But the once rich General Lian, because contributed to modifying mech, already has no money. You are insiders, sponsor a bit."
Zhao Zhuoluo and Ji Ban: "..."
Zhao Zhuoluo and Ji Ban: "..."
All three were easy to deal with. Directly found a shop near the airport, went in, ordered, ate.
It was a noodle shop, overall decoration very simple, ancient Eastern style.
They ordered the three signature dishes from the menu.
Lian Sheng unwrapped her chopsticks: "Ji Ban, didn't you say you were coming back tomorrow?"
"Started leave today, just hitched a ride on the military department aircraft back first," Ji Ban said happily. "Sit anywhere! Free!"
"..." Lian Sheng, "Is riding an aircraft such a happy thing?"
She would feel particularly tired. Although could also lie down and sleep, but when others around, her rest efficiency always very low.
Ji Ban said: "Floating around feeling quite comfortable."
This shop perhaps wanted to create an atmosphere suitable for quiet dining, so each table had reminders posted, space between tables also relatively large.
Several people spoke, paying attention to lower volume.
Lian Sheng asked: "Then how many days?"
"Have to wait until mech repaired. Military department only I use manual mech. Although prepared spare body before, still need debugging, so don't know how many days to wait," Ji Ban said. "Your hand? How is it?"
Lian Sheng looked at her hand. To make it less obvious, now still wore a pair of gloves. She clenched her fist, held it before Ji Ban: "What do you say? Defeated opponent."
Zhao Zhuoluo asked beside: "Then Aunt Lin's mech research, how is it? Any progress?"
"More than progress, already have results," Lian Sheng said. "For them, only question of useful or not useful, no question of can or cannot."
Zhao Zhuoluo excited for a moment, slapped both hands on table: "Then when can finished product come out? Since already progress, Jiugong has prototype and frame, modification shouldn't need too much time, right?"
Ji Ban said: "No way? My Moshi, Aunt Lin modified for over a year before."
"No, not quite same. Yours is manual mech, Aunt Lin always focused on sensor mechs, she's not proficient," Zhao Zhuoluo said. "Not only that, regarding unmanned driving technology, although Research Institute researching, but intensity not large, also not her current responsible research direction. So various scheduling, time just delayed."
Lian Sheng nodded, adding: "It took over a year mainly because you had already gone to Kafa and weren't expected back for some time. Since it wasn't urgent, she only used her spare time to modify it for you. She has her own research projects to follow, which she couldn't neglect. Plus, your materials were hard to find, and accepting Alliance funding assistance required various reports and approvals. Anyway, it was very troublesome. She always had to wait for various things to fall into place, and few people could help her. Finally, the circuits also needed sorting out. It just dragged on for a year."
This time Lin Lie united a group of Research Institute personnel, plus experts in manual technology, worked together forgetting sleep and food. Plus Lin Lie invested considerable personal assets, progress not delayed by approvals, so action quite fast.
Ji Ban nodded enlightened: "Oh..."
Zhao Zhuoluo asked again: "Then did Aunt Lin tell you latest progress? Exactly when can results come out?"
"No. Don't know when might get stuck, don't know where progress reached now, what subsequent debugging needed, hard to predict," Lian Sheng said. "Besides I didn't ask, recently busy conquering world."
Zhao Zhuoluo: "..."
Zhao Zhuoluo: "..."
Zhao Zhuoluo: "Then when will you..."
Lian Sheng looked towards end of corridor: "Oh—coming coming. Saw our table number."
Delivery robot carrying three bowls of noodles was coming towards them from exit.
A child who had been running noisily in corridor with toy, because playing too engrossed, directly bumped into it. Parent beside instantly screamed rushed over.
Zhao Zhuoluo heard child wailing loudly, scalp numb, turned head to look.
"Not injured, just bumped, shouldn't have been burned," Lian Sheng tapped chopsticks. "But our noodles gone."
Ji Ban looked over couple more times, whispered: "...That child looks quite big."
Lian Sheng said: "Underage are all babies in mother's eyes."
Shop owner came out looked, registered overturned noodles, then had robot clean up here, went back reissued ticket.
Shortly after owner personally carried several bottles juice over, asked them wait little longer.
Ji Ban looked over there, recalled: "When I was little seemed loved crying too, but my dad said, cannot cry like this in public, too shameful."
Lian Sheng: "Excellent?"
"Me?" Zhao Zhuoluo frowned thought moment, "I probably didn't cry much. Usually I made others cry."
Ji Ban immediately shouted: "Yo yo yo! Excellent you doing this is wrong!"
Zhao Zhuoluo drank sip water, looked towards Lian Sheng asked: "Did you cry when little?"
Lian Sheng thought moment, sighed emotion: "When I was little, crying was a sin. You cried no one cared, after long time felt this way quite annoying."
Usually she also made others cry.
Oh, but after grew up, also she made others cry.
Ji Ban surprised: "Aunt Lin so strict?"
Lian Sheng: "Then Aunt Lin usually didn't manage me. She doing research. I could only cry to myself."
"Ah... I understand," Ji Ban said. "Venting emotions needs audience."
Lian Sheng: "Why you so smart?"
That child seemed have inexhaustible energy for crying, under mother's comfort, wailed louder louder, truly earth-shattering.
Lian Sheng several people didn't feel much, because came eat, stayed all kinds eating places, already quite adapted noisy environment, also not particular at all.
As long as have food, hire suona team play sing beside no problem.
But still had sigh emotion this child's stamina tear gland development. Lian Sheng purely shocked.
Generally speaking, sadness this emotion easily dissipates, besides he didn't bump anywhere, not yet reached point sadness. But opponent cried so invested so sincere, Lian Sheng very admired.
Three people surrounded crying sound started strange topic, after circled around, found opponent still crying.
Lian Sheng sighed emotion: "Shows is child living extremely happy life."
Have backing can be fearless.
Zhao Zhuoluo: "I feel happiness unhappiness, is subjective feeling. Threshold satisfaction very important."
Ji Ban said: "Wow... when I little always felt very happy, because every day could play mech."
Lian Sheng patted shoulder solemnly: "Yours no relation threshold, yours is true happiness."
Zhao Zhuoluo held chopsticks, twirled between two fingers, then said: "This time before came back leave, chatted while Brother Dao, he wanted me ask you, course I also want ask you."
Lian Sheng: "Say."
"When can you come back? Our team lacks commander," Zhao Zhuoluo said. "I hope make squad formal, complete, then no need always act backup personnel follow along battle, then unstably dispatched various places."
Lian Sheng asked: "You hope I transfer rear?"
"I just feel, if we have complete team, cooperation can more smooth," Zhao Zhuoluo said. "I tend towards you can transfer full-time command, but I think you not willing. That way, I also respect your decision. But I very hope you can return team, as long as you in team, will feel very reassured. This time start, I will try best, protect commander well."
Lian Sheng paused moment, said: "Thanks, I understand. But my hand recovery still not very good, still small distance from my goal. 29th District here conditions relatively complete, I want assault while longer."
They chatted halfway, again interrupted sound beside.
That child kept crying, several people although didn't make sound, but clearly someone annoyed. Over there seemed started arguing.
At this time delivery robot again carried three bowls noodles walked towards them, Lian Sheng turned sideways stared. That wailing child suddenly rushed up, again overturned those three bowls noodles.
Three bowls noodles... what did it do wrong?
Owner walked out, saw this scene, also somewhat angry.
Doing business easy?!
He said couple sentences parent, that lady listened nodded repeatedly, softly comforted child arms, clearly didn't listen.
Owner somewhat helpless, again found someone cleaned up here.
Zhao Zhuoluo checked time: "...We waited forty minutes. Estimated still need twenty minutes."
Ji Ban said: "Not necessarily, depends when that pair leaves."
Owner walked towards their table again.
Lian Sheng leaned back chair, raised her left hand. Slapped directly down water cup.
That cup shattered response sound, even entire table slapped out large hole.
Wood chips rustled fell, effect excellent.
Huge sound made entire restaurant quiet down again, everyone held breath, looked this shocking scene.
Owner footsteps paused halfway, undecided between running away reporting police, face full expression heaven wants destroy me despair.
Even Zhao Zhuoluo Ji Ban beside, sat chair retreated step, stared her astonished.
Lian Sheng faintly swept glance that mother son over there, opponent completely silenced.
"Sorry, hungry, bad temper. I just hate others wasting food front me. Table how much money, we can compensate original price," Lian Sheng looked her hand, trace irritation: "I said, still control not well, bit gap. Especially emotional agitated situation."
Zhao Zhuoluo Adam's apple moved, shifted gaze from large hole table towards Lian Sheng's arm, stabilized his mind said: "Beg you return team. Really. Okay."
Ji Ban eyes brightened: "...Seek shelter!"
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