Tang Wan saw that Ziye wouldn't agree, pouting high: "Considering I just helped you shoot down eight warships, Little Yezi, you have to take me in." Ziye looked away as if changing the subject: "The mushroom cloud has dissipated; let's go back and take a look." Tang Wan angrily twisted Ziye's arm and turned her face away, refusing to speak. However, she was not one to give up so easily.

Tang Wan glanced at Ziye through the corner of her eye and, seeing that she wasn't concerned about the matter at all, huffed internally. She simply opened the hyper-comm and sent a message to her brother, Tang Wen.

She wanted Brother Tang Wen to plead her case! After sending the message, she stretched happily, recalling her recent heroic feat of destroying eight battleships with two hundred sentry turrets.

The more she thought about it, the more invincible she felt, possessing unmatched talent. Accepting her into the Wolf's Den would definitely be a surefire profit for Ziye.

Thinking this, Tang Wan shook Ziye’s arm again and said, "Look how amazing I was! An outnumbered victory!

Should I post the video online? Let everyone come and worship me!

Hahaha!" Ziye gave her a sidelong glance, calmly dousing the enthusiasm: "You don't call that an outnumbered victory; you were the majority." Tang Wan's nose practically twisted with anger, "But I was only one person!" Ziye remained noncommittal: "But you had two hundred sentry turrets." Tang Wan cried out, "Aaaah! Little Yezi, you're being so unkind!

This was my first time on a battlefield, and I won! Shouldn't you be encouraging me?" Ziye smiled faintly, "Yes, Wan'er was impressive." Tang Wan squinted at her, her gaze churning with suppressed anger, "You're just placating me!" Ziye let out a soft chuckle, "Alright, stop being angry.

I was just kidding." In truth, she was very grateful to Tang Wan for not running away when things got sticky, and for single-handedly operating two hundred sentry turrets against the enemy fleet. That kind of loyalty was rare.

What surprised her even more was Tang Wan's skill in gaming. Upon receiving the massive array of sentry turrets, she instantly organized them into coordinated formations.

This not only simplified control but also allowed the turrets to unleash their maximum offensive power. If this girl trained seriously, she might actually become an exceptional combat commander.

If she weren't a scion of the high echelons of the Tang Clan, Ziye would have definitely recruited her into the Wolf's Den immediately! Alas, it was a pity.

Ziye sighed internally, focusing her gaze on the black hole created by the light-burst shell. The mushroom cloud hadn't completely cleared, but it didn't obscure her vision.

It was quiet all around, and eerily clean. Within sight, there was nothing but the black hole.

She stared around for a moment, then suddenly gasped, her mouth falling wide open in shock. Seeing her stunned expression, Tang Wan slapped her shoulder, "Hey, making a face like that is so lame!" Ziye exclaimed in astonishment, "Don't you find it strange?

Eight battleships were destroyed here, but where are the remains?" Tang Wan immediately sensed something was amiss—where were the wreckage? Furthermore, even if the Rose Garden was engulfed by the black hole from the light-burst shell, there should still be fast-moving debris or fragments falling out.

Where had all that gone? Ziye felt a vague, uneasy premonition.

She activated the detection system and scanned. The surrounding area was desolate, a void that felt frighteningly empty.

Just then, Tang Wan suddenly shouted in pleasant surprise, "Little Yezi, our mecha has transformed!" Ziye blinked, looking up at the mecha's optical display. At some point, the spherical mecha had elongated into an ellipsoid shape, with the front section protruding—at a glance, it resembled a giant oval egg.

Tang Wan gasped, "That's incredible! It's the first time I've seen a mecha transform like that!" Ziye’s expression sharpened.

She cast aside all extraneous thoughts and initiated the mecha's turn command. The Renwei Mecha would never deform without reason.

Transformation was either caused by external force or pilot control. Neither she, Tang Wan, nor Douzai had moved it, so it must have been due to an external force.

Whatever the force was, it was certainly unsafe. However, the next second, Ziye’s face turned pale.

It wouldn't turn! The mecha seemed tethered by a strange pull, unable to retreat.

Instead, it was slowly drifting forward toward the black hole. Unable to reverse, Ziye gave up on turning and directly activated the warp jump.

What horrified her even more was that the warp jump failed. She looked at Tang Wan, who, unaware of the cause, pointed at the screen and cried out, "It’s getting sharper!" The suction force from the black hole was increasing!

Seeing they couldn't hold on much longer, Ziye decisively used her hand to shove Tang Wan backward. The seat beneath Tang Wan sank, and she exclaimed, "Ziye, what are you doing?" Ziye said in a deep voice, "The shuttle will send you out." Tang Wan yelled, "Hey—" The words were barely out before the shuttle's protective shield dropped, cutting off her voice.

Ziye opened the turret launcher wide, directly firing the shuttle backward like a projectile. The Renwei Mecha wasn't large, but the launcher had a range of 100 km.

Although the shuttle was slightly overweight, it was successfully projected 60 km out, clearing the black hole’s gravitational influence. But the mecha fared less well.

The intense recoil forced the machine a few steps closer to the black hole. The front section was aggressively dragged into the void by the suction.

She quickly stabilized the mecha; the freely deformable metal was immediately stretched into a long, slender, tapered cone. Douzai emitted a squeak from Ziye’s knee.

Ziye placed Douzai aside, activated the stabilization system to lock the mecha in place, and strained to move backward. The mecha indeed halted its rush toward the black hole.

Ziye, with quick eyes, searched for data. She understood normal black holes, but this anomalous black hole could not be treated as such.

She had tested the firing platforms on the asteroid; firing four shells wouldn't even escape the black hole. The most likely culprit was the light-burst shell.

Light-burst shells created a black hole effect upon detonation, but this effect was instantaneous and wouldn't linger. The situation was slightly bizarre.

Unless those eight battleships were equipped with too many light-burst shells, which, upon intense detonation, resulted in a black hole the size of an asteroid? If that were the case, why was the suction force so powerful?

Ziye temporarily lacked equipment to measure the black hole's gravitational pull; the priority was escaping. However, the black hole's suction suddenly intensified!

Ziye felt as if someone in front was yanking the mecha. The conical machine was stretched thinner and longer, and the cabin space compressed, pinning her down onto the seat.

Douzai was a bit slow and hadn't managed to dodge in time; it was pinned beneath her, squeaking miserably. Ziye couldn't move her body, and the unfortunate Douzai squirmed underneath her for a long time before finally crawling out, climbing onto her back instead.

That greedy thing—its body was as heavy as metal; its weight felt like it was about to break her back.

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