The Extreme Special Soldier silently floated in mid-air, completely motionless.
Such incredible speed!
Inside the cockpit, Mu Fan squinted at the huge and magnificent mecha opposite him.
Having twenty Light Spears snatched away like that hadn't surprised him.
Who Gregory was, Black had just reported the information.
The Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle, an S-class pinnacle mecha, had naturally caught Mu Fan's attention.
But if everything was just because the opponent's military force was strong and that made Mu Fan compromise, that would definitely not happen.
"Countdown 2, 1, 0... Exiting the overloaded state."
The purple flames on his body slowly faded, and the Extreme Special Soldier, with slightly bent legs, landed heavily on the ground.
Next to it, Mo Cheng, who had just controlled the mech to rise, was present.
Now Mo Cheng didn't pay attention to Mu Fan; the Hundred Martial Comet Mecha bowed its head to the Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle in the sky.
Gregory had absolute authority in this competition.
One of the three chief judges specially appointed by the Mecha Association for this competition, a man with the title of Martial God from the Mecha Association!
When Gregory appeared, all of Mo Cheng's explanations became superfluous.
"I will make the final judgment on this matter. Regarding the proof at the scene proposed by Loki Heavy Industry, I accept the proposition. If the proof is true, the Deep Blue Cavalry will be taken by Loki Heavy Industry. If the proof fails, the mecha will be returned to Lan Du Military Group, and Loki Heavy Industry must make a public apology. Extreme Special Soldier, do you have any objections?" His deep voice resonated convincingly in everyone's ears.
Inside the cockpit, Mu Fan squinted his eyes and finally spoke, "No objections, I accept."
As for the disposal method for Lan Du Military that the other party's language did not cover, he didn't mention it at all.
An apology?
Heh, he didn't need one.
Because, just a moment ago, Black had told him something.
—The Shadow Fleet, has arrived at Blue Capital Nebula!
In the vastness of space, an exceptionally cold and silent black fleet hovered within the asteroid belt, engines extinguished, with only the electronic equipment on the ships still silently running.
Once the competition was over, he would settle accounts in his own way.
Hearing the reply from the Extreme Special Soldier, Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle turned its gaze to the respectfully bowing silver-white mecha on the ground.
"Mo Cheng, take your mechas and go back," the voice now turned cold, giving no face to Mo Cheng at all.
In the cockpit, the young Mo Cheng's face turned red, but he didn't dare to disobey.
"Yes, Lord Gregory."
With a flap of its wings, the engine at the back emitted a pale white tail flame, and the whole mecha shot into the sky, joining the mecha squadron's formation, and all twenty mechas flew toward the Sky Mother Ship.
Once Gregory appeared, there was no point in arguing about anything else.
On the Sky Mother Ship, the silver-haired Naden sneered at the Ran Family, "Gregory has appeared, why don't you stick to your views anymore?"
The Ran Family remained calmly seated, with fists propped against the chin; hearing Naden's words, eyebrows twitched slightly and he let out a light laugh, "What's the point of arguing with someone who is overflowing with a sense of justice? I'm better off resting with my eyes closed."
Then he closed his eyes and actually took a nap.
The affairs on the ground didn't seem to cause any ripple for him at all.
Unruffled, neither joy nor anger showed on their faces.
Naden looked intently at the cunning and flawless Ran Family and fell silent. He leaned back in his seat, quietly observing the scene below.
After the Hundred Martial Comet Force withdrew, the Mecha Body slowly ascended, while Gregory's rich voice continued to echo in this part of the world.
"In the Mecha Martial Arts Competition, all decisions made by the head judge are final. The criteria are transparent and public, and oversight from all parties is welcome. We now commence the special adjudication procedure. Representatives from both disputing companies, please come forward. The event organizers will handle this matter on the spot," Gregory's words were clear and steady.
After he finished speaking, two flying vehicles descended from the Sky Mother Ship onto each observation platform.
Wang Nuonuo, under the guidance of the staff, stepped onto the flying vehicle with a resolute gaze.
At the other end, Donald and Gaoling Ze entered their vehicle, joking and laughing. Lin Wu, however, chose not to make an appearance with them.
Additionally, there were some drones equipped with camera equipment.
This was the first time a live special adjudication procedure had been conducted since the start of the competition!
Now it was the media journalists' turn to hold their breath, waiting for the announcement of the results.
To which company did the Mecha Body really belong?
Why was the Extreme Special Soldier dragging away the opponent's Mecha Body?
The two parties' flying vehicles quickly reached the center of the arena, hovering on each side of the Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle.
Wang Nuonuo's eyes filled with deep-seated hatred when she looked across the space at the sickly face of Donald.
However, from a distance, Donald showed a gentlemanly smile, and only he knew what thoughts lay behind his squinting eyes.
Mu Fan, sitting inside the cockpit, took in the whole scene with eyes that were nothing but cold. His hands rested on his thighs, taking a moment to rest.
At this moment, he would not foolishly engage in any "stupid acts". Twenty Silver Eagles were eyeing him covetously, and his extremely weary body also needed time to recover.
"I am Gregory, the head judge of the Mecha Martial Arts Competition. I will now conduct the special adjudication procedure, and I will ask both parties some questions. Please answer truthfully and provide the relevant materials."
As Gregory spoke, he immediately excluded the Mecha Association from participation. He specifically addressed the two competitors.
This won many people's favor for Gregory.
This was how a judge should act, standing on the proper ground, impartial.
His deep and resounding voice turned to the left, where Donald and Gaoling Ze were standing.
"Regarding the ownership of this Mecha Body, there is a dispute in this competition. First, the Blue Capital Military Group is invited to provide relevant evidence."
Donald adjusted his tie and gave a slight cough, "Respected head judge, this Deep Blue Cavalry has undergone transportation, registration, preparation, and competition. Everything was personally completed by the Mechanical Master piloting the Mecha Body. We, the Blue Capital Military Group, have not engaged in any illegal activity. All relevant data can be found in your system."
This well-organized explanation reached the audience from high above, causing many heads to nod. It seemed flawless from a procedural standpoint.
So why was Loki Heavy Industry insisting the Mecha Body was theirs?
"Blue Capital Military Group, do you have any further evidence that can demonstrate the ownership of the Mecha Body?" The giant Mecha turned towards the conversing noble son.
"That's all. I don't believe we, the Blue Capital Military Group, have made any mistakes," Donald said nonchalantly.
"Very well. Then, Loki Heavy Industry, please provide the relevant data."
This time, the head of the Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle did not turn to the right; instead, it looked downward at the silent black Mecha.
"The representative isn't me," Mu Fan's voice rose faintly and then returned to calmness.
Only then did people realize that the one who had actually spoken was the lone and standing young girl. Her voice was clear and firm, and her gaze was fixed on Donald:
"Please, have the representative of the Blue Capital Military Group state the name of this Mecha Body and the name of the Mechanical Master."
"Mecha Master Rocco, the mecha is named Deep Blue Cavalry. Do you have any questions about that?" Donatello asked with a smile, spreading his hands.
Her chest heaved violently, and Wang Nuonuo glared maliciously, her head swinging sharply toward that massive mecha shimmering in silver light.
"Chief Judge, the pilot's name isn't Rocco, but Rodrick! The name of the mecha isn't Deep Blue Cavalry either, no matter how they painted those patterns, they can't truly disguise it! The name of this mecha is—Extreme Special Soldier..."
When Wang Nuonuo uttered the words "Extreme Special Soldier," the media collectively erupted as if injected with adrenaline.
They brought up the Extreme Special Soldier!?
Could this deep blue mecha also belong to the Extreme Special Soldier series?
But...
People's gazes shifted back and forth between the silently standing black mecha and the blue mecha lying on the ground.
It shouldn't be, at first glance their designs are polar opposites.
One ugly to the extreme, oh no, should now be described as domineering.
The other beautiful to the extreme!
The industrial design of the deep blue mecha and that black mecha were simply not on the same level.
"Hahaha, laughable~"
Donatello's unrestrained laughter filled the air, as the driving cabin and all control panels of this mecha were smashed, and among all the paintwork on the mecha's body, there was not a single sign related to the name.
Wang Nuonuo quietly waited for the other side to finish laughing, then she continued with the last letter.
"...R!"
"It's another prototype of the Extreme Special Soldier series, internally codenamed R, with the official model designation as the Extreme Special Soldier Ge-R!"
The girl's cheeks flushed with excitement, representing generations of accumulation by Loki Heavy Industry, the goal her grandfather was willing to strive for his whole life.
Now, were these villains arbitrarily giving it a name, then brazenly claiming the years of hard work of Loki Heavy Industry as their own?
It's not any Deep Blue Cavalry; it's Extreme Special Soldier R, symbolizing the long-range prototype of guns and roses!
The audience, watching the animated girl, subconsciously savored the term in their mouths.
"Ge-R?"
"Extreme Special Soldier R?"
For a moment, this somewhat strange name circulated among the people, and as they saw the girl speaking with such conviction, a flicker of doubt began to emerge in their hearts.
"Ridiculous, laughable! To claim a mecha as your own with a random name, why not say Extreme Special Soldier ABCD, and now R? Just because you say it's R, does it really become so?" Donatello's mocking voice rang out.
He stood straight holding a communicator, bowed toward the massive Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle mecha, and continued, "Respected Chief Judge, this reason is just too ridiculous."
Indeed, this reason was too laughable, giving a name from who knows where, and then claiming the mecha as your own.
Gregory's deep voice resonated, "Regarding this codename, does the Loki Heavy Industry side have any explanation?"
It seemed like the matter was already clear at this point, without any explanation, it was probably just a big joke.
Watching this scene, Mu Fan pressed his left shoulder wound with one hand and hooked a cold smile around the corner of his mouth.
Wang Nuonuo stepped forward, her clear voice fearless, "Of course we do!"
"Please explain."
The wings behind the Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle flickered gently, clearly indicating that the owner of the mecha was now somewhat curious.
"Loki Heavy Industry's prototype, naturally has unique features!" The lonely girl holding the communicator stood at the edge of the flyer, calmly facing the giant mecha, the despicable enemy, and the gazes of millions full of doubt, and her spirit did not waver in the slightest.
At this moment, she represented Loki Heavy Industry, which must never fall; she carried the hopes of countless people; she was the helmswoman of this enormous enterprise.
"Loki Heavy Industry started with metallurgy, our special metals have no other serial numbers, and to pass down this belief, at the joining of each armor plate of the prototype... there are marks of Loki Heavy Industry, and also the name of this mecha!"
Wang Nuonuo sharply swung her arm down, her pale fingers pointed straight at the "corpse" of the deep blue mecha below.
"And the mark on this mecha is—Ge-R!"
"In the 120—175nm spectral range, you can easily find the marks of Loki Heavy Industry at the joints of every armor piece!"
She said two sentences in quick succession, the second directly pointing out the identification method.
The media aboard the Sky Mother Ship focused their long-range lenses on the girl's pale but spirited face, then switched the picture to the deep blue mecha body on the ground.
Things just got interesting.
Donatello's face turned icy in an instant, his head slightly bowed, his voice coming out through clenched teeth, "Damn it."
This time Gregory did not speak, but a flyer quickly descended, passing the Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle without pause and landing next to the black Extreme Special Soldier.
The head of the Extreme Special Soldier turned gently with a click to look at the two workers who had appeared.
The two workers, dressed in silver, held a spectrometer and approached the "Deep Blue Cavalry."
Finding the armor joints, they exchanged a look, and the spectrometer turned on.
The camera in the air focused on the spectrometer's display, spectral settings—[120-175nm].
In the realm of invisible light, yet once the spectrometer was activated, a line of fine text clearly emerged.
Each character was as small as a fingernail, distinct.
Upon seeing this, the media exploded, the spectators collectively fell silent.
——[Loki Heavy Industry·Ge-R]!
The spectrometer moved up, and the same text emerged again.
This scene was faithfully recorded by the cameras, streamed live unedited to the eyes of billions.
The crowd was astounded!
So the mecha that created the terrifying Gravity Balls belonged to this obscure company too!
Then, looking at it this way, Loki Heavy Industry...
What a terrifying company it must be!?
Countless organizations, big and small, with Observer duties, boiled over in excitement at that moment.
This kind of performance in a mecha, all they could say was they wanted as many as there were available!
"Quick, look up Loki Heavy Industry! Their orders, take all of them, every single one!"
"What a formidable mecha, what a terrifying enterprise... Contact this company right away; if you can't get in touch, don't bother coming back."
What Wang Nuonuo didn't expect was that under such a coincidental circumstance, Loki Heavy Industry, which wasn't yet in the top hundred, had inadvertently acquired a huge customer base.
And this—
Was exactly one of the plans Mu Fan had set from the beginning!