Chapter 570: Chapter 345: There is Only One Answer
“Landu Huan Yu Media!” a short man with gleaming eyes, seeing that everyone’s attention was focused on him, said loudly without any hesitation.
The surrounding area buzzed with discussions, as this name was quite famous among his peers.
Landu Huan Yu, this was the newspaper under the Lan Du Military Group, with an extraordinary status and robust financing.
Now, the young man on stage had suddenly caught the eye of this media’s reporter. Without even thinking about it, it was clear that they could make big news even when there was none.
Hundreds of peers, like cats smelling fish, had their eyes glued.
Their cameras were already aimed here.
“Mu Fan, the hidden controlling shareholder of this newspaper is the Tang family,” Black spoke softly in Mu Fan’s ear.
Hearing this, Mu Fan looked at the short man who had successfully captured everyone’s attention and took a slight step forward.
This posture undeniably had a kind of oppressive feel to it, and also placed Wang Nuonuo behind him, which silently signified Mu Fan’s protective stance towards Nuonuo.
“So then, tell me, which one do you favor?” the young man tilted his head and asked casually.
Hey, that’s quite interesting!?
People’s eyes lit up. The boy’s tone seemed unaffected at all. Was he planning a counterattack?
“Which one do I favor? Of course, it’s our hero from Blue Capital Star, the Lan Du Military Group is probably the best performing company in the fourth Star District this year.”
Seeing Mu Fan respond to him, the excited short man couldn’t help but point backward and said loudly, “Fellow journalists might want to pay attention to the Lan Du Military Group. It’s a company with rich experience and a positive attitude, both an essential spirit and strength for the competition. If I may say, I did not see the expected performance of a contestant from you earlier.”
The crowd laughed uproariously. This short man was right, weren’t they, just bringing a mecha here to have fun?
Hahahaha~~
Still at the mechanical station, Naden, as an experienced Ace Mechanical Master who’d seen many scenes, watched this unfold with interest.
In his view, the mental quality of a mechanical master was even more important than overall skills. He was curious about how this registered young man would handle such questioning.
Hearing the words ‘Lan Du Military Group,’ Mu Fan’s eyes suddenly turned ice-cold, yet he didn’t immediately speak.
Instead, he waited like watching a clown until the short reporter finished laughing, then casually said, “So you favor the Lan Du Military Group, in your eyes they must be the model for contestants, right?”
“Of course, I favor the Lan Du Military Group, but there are many worthy of learning here, I dare not single out one. Naturally, I don’t think you fall within the range of whom everyone should learn from,” the short reporter cleverly glanced at Mu Fan, his instinct to avoid verbal traps well honed in his line of work.
He wouldn’t foolishly make an enemy for his employer.
Using such an excellent target for free publicity was a chance usually costing tens of millions in advertising fees!
Once the competition started, the media wouldn’t have as much liberty, so it was time to trap the other party once and then craft publicity for his own company.
He was simply brilliant.
Yet unexpectedly, Mu Fan suddenly said something astonishing.
“What if I manage to eliminate Lan Du Military Group?”
What!
What was this boy talking about?
What kind of international joke was this?
Lan Du Military Group with three slots and three high-tier mechas that had never revealed their models.
You alone say you will eliminate them? Plus, foolishly succeeded in stirring up the conversation.
“Hahaha, truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. If you can do it, then I, Rangpur, will resign immediately! If you can’t, it feels like you’re just here to stir publicity. Then you should apologize publicly to all the audience,” the short reporter Rangpur looked at Mu Fan with a malicious grin, waiting for Mu Fan to fall into his trap.
Mu Fan looked at him with an expression as if watching an idiot, eventually causing the people nearby to burst into laughter, and Rangpur’s face grew somewhat embarrassed.
Mu Fan finally spoke, his gaze carrying an air of nonchalance as he casually walked down, “I have no interest in gambling on anything with you, but since you asked, I’ll state it plainly.”
“I don’t care about others, if it’s against the Lan Du Military Group.”
The young man’s voice paused for a moment, he could feel the hands that tightly clung to his arm, belonging to Wang Nuonuo, who had become helpless and alone overnight.
Whenever Mu Fan thought of this, his eyes became exceptionally cold.
One should live in this world with things they strive for and things they reject.
Seconds later, the youth’s calm voice, though not loud, clearly reached into the ears of every media person.
“I assure you, only one can leave…”
Those words, filled with indifference and casualness, made the listeners’ backs shiver with chills.
What did that mean?
Once the battle commences, only one could leave the field.
One needn’t think too hard to understand the rest of it—it’s either you die or I perish!
These were words of relentless determination!
What grudge did this young man have against the Lan Du Military Group? It was foolish to make such a blatant statement in this situation.
Outside the venue, Gaoling Ze, upon hearing this, had a grim expression, “Natello, this is the first time I believe you were too lenient with him before. This kid really doesn’t appreciate what’s good for him.”
Donald’s lips curled into a cold smirk, “No need to get angry. If we really encounter him, killing him on the battlefield would be absolutely delightful.”
At that moment, Donald looked at the slowly moving Mu Fan with eyes that saw him as already dead.
“Let’s go, let’s prepare a little ‘gift’ for our young friend, hehe.”
Like a snake, his figure gradually disappeared from the outskirts.
Unnoticed, a few people standing on the periphery were actually the real shareholders of the Lan Du Military Group.
“Sir, may I interpret this as your declaration of battle against the opponent?”
“Hello, you just provoked your opponent openly; aren’t you afraid of their retaliation?”
“Sir…”
Mu Fan, seemingly indifferent, continued walking forward, soldiers automatically clearing a path for him.
He was escorting Wang Nuonuo towards the heavy truck, his entire wealth tied up in the Mecha Exhibition Tournament.
Along the way, reporters crowded around like eager dogs, sniffing out any useful information.
Mu Fan opened the driver’s door and first helped Wang Nuonuo into the cabin.
Then turning his head, he glanced just once at the journalists who persistently followed and stepped onto the driver’s cabin’s ladder, his voice ringing out faintly, “Doing one thing is more useful than saying a hundred useless words—that was no declaration, I was merely stating a fact.”
Mu Fan slammed the truck door shut, and the heavy truck roared to life before heading deep into the South Suburb Plain.
All that was left behind was a crowd of eyes watching the lonely silhouette of the truck, like a warrior nobly rushing to a desolate battlefield, still brave even when out of ammunition.
Mu Fan’s eyes quietly gazed ahead, the noisy clamor gradually fading from his ears, leaving only the soft breaths of the girl beside him, whispering like orchids.
You saw it right, the only competitors are him and her.
And you thought right, if both sides have the fortune to meet, it indeed will be a fight to the death.
But this isn’t a multiple-choice question, there’s only one answer—
I live, he dies.