It's Not Easy to Be a Man After Travelling to the Future

As for that mecha which had been sent flying by Ling Lan’s kick, after its collision with its allied mecha, it had bounced back to crash into the ground and had not gotten up again after that.

If anyone was paying attention, they would see a long and flat opening at the heart of the mecha’s cockpit. Blood was dripping slowly from it, gradually staining the ground below it red ...

Having eliminated both mecha on her end, Ling Lan saw Luo Lang’s third failure and decisively raised her right arm and shot a torrent of beams from her beam gun at his opponent, striking that mecha at its knee.

The knee was the weakest point of defence in a mecha. Hit so suddenly by Ling Lan’s attack, it instantly burst into a small shower of sparks, and the mecha’s evasive movements slowed.

At this moment, Luo Lang, who had still not given up, used the Light-and-Shadow Slidestep for the fourth time, swinging the cold weapon in his hands angrily at his opponent’s neck. Perhaps because its knee was already broken, causing the mecha to be unable to retain its balance, and also because Luo Lang’s angry swing had an unusual amount of power behind it, the mecha was instantly sent crashing to the ground by the blow.

Luo Lang was unforgiving once he gained the upper hand. Once again he raised his cold weapon and began slashing it down again and again like a wild thunderstorm down at that mecha on the ground, so mad and violent that it seemed like he wanted to dice the mecha up into a heap of scrap metal. Perhaps even the NPC mecha did not want to suffer such abuse, finally deciding to self-destruct. Fortunately, Luo Lang had good reflexes and managed to avoid the resulting explosion and did not receive much damage.

However, this scene just made Luo Lang even angrier. He truly felt that the mainframe was absolutely picking on him. None of the others’ opponents had self-destructed, while his had just happened to choose to try for mutual destruction? Once more he charged forwards, kicking out fiercely at the burning scrap heap. That bundle of scraps was sent flying, and by sheer unfortunate coincidence, it was flying in Ling Lan’s direction ...

At this time, Ling Lan was fighting with two other mecha. Her Regretless was clashing violently with the cold weapon of one mecha, while on her right, another mecha’s cold weapon was slashing down ferociously at Ling Lan’s head. It wasn’t that Ling Lan did not have any room to dodge to, but it just so happened that the flaming bundle of scraps Luo Lang had kicked had appeared at the spot she would have dodged to.

Luo Lang’s initially towering rage was instantly doused by this scene. He felt a chill shoot into his bones and there was only one thought in his mind ... he was dead meat. He jerked and shouted, "Boss, dodge!"

Facing this dilemma where either choice would result in a hit, Ling Lan just calmly kicked out against the mecha on her left who had been crossing blades with her, sending the other stumbling back a step. Then, with a spin of Regretless, she smacked that flaming ball of scraps and sent it flying towards that mecha which had stumbled back from her kick. That enemy mecha had not expected the fireball flying towards his opponent to suddenly fly at him instead; he was hit directly. The great force behind the crash made him stumble back uncontrollably for another 4 or 5 steps before he managed to catch himself.

Although Ling Lan had dodged this flying accident, she now had no time to avoid the other mecha’s overhead strike. But then, something miraculous happened. Borrowing the force of the smack she gave to the fireball, Ling Lan’s mecha slid in the opposite direction for about one metre, and this one metre allowed her to narrowly escape that fierce slash by the enemy mecha.

After evading the attack, taking advantage of the other mecha being caught in the tail-end of its attack, Ling Lan executed a flick and swish — with a cold flash of light, Regretless lopped off the enemy mecha’s right arm. Ling Lan’s attack did not stop there. Right afterwards, she pushed off her right foot and her entire mecha leapt into the air till she was about 7 to 8 metres off the ground. There, she lifted her right leg high before kicking out in a downwards side kick.

A loud ’bang’ rang out as her right kick struck the mecha which had lost its right arm. The great force applied from above it sent the mecha crashing to the ground ...

As Ling Lan’s mecha descended, Regretless drew a lovely arc through the air. In the end, with its tip pointed downwards, it stabbed right through the mecha’s cockpit. This series of actions were completed in the blink of an eye ...

When Luo Lang saw that Ling Lan had avoided the flying accident he had kicked over, he instantly let out a sigh of relief. But before he could rejoice for long, he heard Ling Lan say glacially, "Luo Lang, when we return, private room training for a week!" As she said this, Ling Lan was coldly pulling Regretless out from the enemy mecha’s cockpit.

"Ah ..." Luo Lang groaned. He had only been venting a little — who knew things would end this way? One week of training in a private room, under Boss Lan’s savage treatment ... would he survive?

"Not continuing to fight yet? Do you want private room training for two weeks?" Before Luo Lang’s groan had fully faded, Ling Lan’s icy voice had risen eerily in the team’s comms once more. Thus, Luo Lang’s initial mournful groan instantly became a savage howl as he leapt like a rabid wolf at one of the final remaining mecha.

Qi Long and the other three had just finished off their own opponents when they heard Ling Lan’s warning words to Luo Lang. Cold air seeped into their hearts and without even thinking about it, they too quickly leapt savagely towards those few remaining mecha ...

Boo hoo hoo, Boss, we’re performing so well. Don’t take out your anger on us please. If you want to hold private room training, please just take the main culprit Luo Lang. Please don’t involve us.

The brutality of private room training was to the extent that the faces of Qi Long and the others would drain of colour at the mere mention of it. In order to avoid letting themselves experience such deep and enduring pain again, Qi Long and the others pushed themselves to their maximum combat power, beating their opponents so completely that they could not resist at all ...

Right then, Li Shiyu had also confronted the last enemy. Baffled, he glanced at Qi Long and the others, unsure why they were acting like they had ingested some high-effect stimulants. Their battle power now was at a completely different level from before ... could it be that there was some hidden secret behind private room training? Perhaps it would be helpful for his research into developing the potential of the human body so he should find team leader Ling to discuss it properly? This was what Li Shiyu thought.

Qi Long and the other few fighting to the best of their ability suddenly felt a chill rise from within their very bones ... was their boss truly thinking about throwing them all into private room training? At the thought of this possibility, they began fighting even harder, wishing they could kill off all the mecha before them immediately so they could tell Boss that they definitely did not need to go back for some private room training.

Their ramped up performance let Qi Long and the others finish off their respective opponents within one minute. Seeing their initial numbers, which had been several times more than the invaders, instantly decimated by these enemies who had invaded the secret base, that mecha which had been sent stumbling away from Ling Lan due to its collision with the fireball could only stare in frozen fear as Ling Lan stalked towards him with a bloody Regretless in her hands ...

Gripping his weapon tightly, he stared with red eyes at the demon that had killed almost half of their mecha in an instant. Seeing the other getting closer and closer, he finally roared angrily and turned to run ...

"Hah? Actually choosing to run?" Ling Lan was stunned. She had initially thought NPC soldiers were all set by the mainframe to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, there were some who would react like real people and choose to run. At this time, the reinforcements the enemy had sent had already appeared within their visual range, the vibrations of the ground becoming very intense ... an extremely subtle sneer appeared on Ling Lan’s lips. With a swing of her right arm, Regretless flew like a bolt of cold light to pierce through that escaping mecha.

"Ahh ..." The NPC operating this mecha let out a terrible scream. His body had been cut into half by that fearsome demon-sword. In the throes of the soul-consuming pain, he could see his internal organs spilling out from the large gash at his waist, accompanied by a fountain of blood ...

Blearily, he looked at the allied troops only 500 to 600 metres away from him. He really wanted to tell them to run quickly — this group of people were demons and not something they could fight ... but he could no longer make any sound. He could almost see what the final outcome of these comrades would be. Like them, these new troops would drink their fill of regret and become lost souls ...

A squelch rang out suddenly by his ears. He stared helplessly as that demon-sword which had cut him in half left his cockpit. He knew that the demon must have come to retrieve his demon-sword. He really wanted to grab the sword, hoping to stop the demon from continuing to harm his allies with it. He used the last bit of his strength to stretch out his right hand ...

Could he not catch the sword? He watched as the demon-sword disappeared from sight and left his cockpit completely. Dejected, he raised his right hand and found that his five fingers were gone ... it turned out that he had actually managed to touch the demon-sword just now!

As expected of a demon-sword! In the end, he swallowed his last breath gripped by this final shock. Even in death his eyes remained open!

After retrieving Regretless, Ling Lan looked at the last two mecha teams approaching them rapidly and coldly gave her orders to the team, "Destroy them all!"

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In the distant Caesar Empire, in an experimental hall of a military secret base, everyone was closely observing the thirty or so virtual login pods in the hall. Although they were trying their best to maintain their calm, they could hardly conceal their nerves and excitement.

According to the estimated time, after just a few more minutes, their plan was going to succeed. And the result of this success was something that would drive the entirety of Caesar wild — it would allow the Caesar Empire to become the hegemon 1 of the solar system at once. Ever since the Chinese Federation had caught up to them 5000 years ago, they had lost the sole position of hegemon and could only share that honour with the Chinese Federation. It should be known that in the history of the Caesar Empire, they had ruled this star system for a whole 7000 years.

How could they allow outsiders to sleep at their bedside 2 ? They had already tolerated the Chinese Federation for 5000 years — now they could finally get rid of their rival and taste their heart’s desire.

"Beep beep beep ..." Two of the login pods suddenly emitted emergency sounds. This likely meant that either something had happened to or there was some danger to the people inside those pods.

This situation made the faces of everyone in the hall change as they rushed towards those two virtual pods. The pods were quickly opened and the nutrient fluid inside was quickly drained away. However, the people inside who should have woken up remained unresponsive, lying inside with their eyes closed as if they were deeply asleep.