The first-floor hall was engulfed in a sea of flames as Loren vented his joyful emotions.

But what Loren didn’t expect was that while he was laughing maniacally, he felt a violent shaking like mountains quaking and earth trembling.

Loren retracted his somewhat twisted smile and carefully perceived the direction of the vibration source.

“Coming from underground?” Loren was somewhat surprised.

Loren’s gaze turned toward the ground outside the building—the vibration source was originating from there.

Outside the building.

A giant mechanical hand broke through the ground.

The flat, sturdy ground tore apart like paper before this mechanical hand.

Under the violent destruction of the mechanical hand, the ground was ripped open into a massive hole.

Bottomlessly deep.

An extremely loud mechanical roar echoed from the dark, gaping hole.

Immediately after, a somewhat bulky massive figure leaped out from this dark chasm.

Dozens of meters tall, nearly half the height of the building.

Completely covered in earth-yellow mecha armor.

Two large mechanical horns on its head emitted blue light.

On the back of this giant mecha, there was a pair of deployed thrusters.

Its chest featured a glowing circular matrix.

Its limbs were relatively bulky, with mechanical arms nearly matching its stout torso.

The two mechanical feet were slightly smaller.

Notably, its foot sections were quite broad, forming somewhat bizarre mechanical claws.

“Oh, you even have mechas?” Loren expressed surprise.

A gang originating from the slums actually had a mecha hidden beneath their headquarters.

Smuggled mecha.

Just those four words alone would be enough for the Federation to turn this resource planet upside down.

This thing was a military-controlled item by the Federation.

Unlike the usual minor contraband.

This kind of massive weapon was the foundation of the Federation’s rise and the confidence behind their interstellar rule.

Just as Loren was marveling, a voice came from inside the earth-yellow mecha:

“Mr. Loren, you should understand.”

“When you see this mecha, you’ve attracted real trouble.”

It was Adrian’s voice.

It seemed the leader of the Wild Dog Gang was also a mecha pilot originally from the Federation.

“I think it’s quite the opposite—when you exposed this mecha.”

“You and those behind you are the ones who’ll face real trouble.”

“Friendly reminder.”

“Two days ago, I encountered a Federation agent on this abandoned resource planet.”

Loren’s twisted sense of humor made him conceal some facts—he had actually encountered a retired agent.

An active Federation agent versus a retired one were two completely different concepts.

The scene fell silent.

Although Loren couldn’t see inside the mecha, after his words were spoken.

Loren could clearly sense the mecha’s movements hesitate momentarily.

“Heh.”

Seeing this, Loren let out a mocking chuckle.

It seemed he wasn’t the only one on this planet with astonishing secrets.

Soon, the other side seemed to have processed this information.

An angry voice emerged again from within the mecha:

“Thanks for the information! To repay you! Please die! Damn Loren!”

Loren’s eyebrow twitched slightly.

Already throwing a tantrum?

Not even calling me Mr. Loren anymore, how rude…

Accompanying that furious voice came the mecha’s attack.

The mechanical arm began glowing with blue light as massive energy gathered.

An energy shockwave shot toward Loren’s location.

Still inside the first-floor hall, Loren’s black wings suddenly spread and gave a gentle flap.

Loren’s figure vanished from his position.

The shockwave struck the building’s foundation.

The building’s base instantly disappeared, forming a circular hole.

This meticulously constructed building collapsed with a thunderous crash after losing its first-floor hall.

The shockwave effortlessly destroyed this towering structure.

“What a pity…”

“This was your carefully built building, just abandoning it like that?”

As if expressing sympathy for his opponent, though Loren’s tone remained light and cheerful, more like mockery.

Loren’s figure appeared in the sky, his black wings gently fluttering behind him.

Now, Loren had moved behind the mecha.

“Don’t trouble yourself worrying about it. Just focus on dying peacefully.”

Adrian’s cold voice came from within the mecha.

Judging by his icy tone, the founder of the Wild Dog Gang had regained his composure.

The massive mechanical arm swiftly swept backward, creating air currents in its wake.

As the mechanical arm attacked, Loren’s figure mysteriously vanished from the air again.

“There are still Wild Dog Gang members inside the building, right?”

“So heartless? Mr. Adrian.”

This time, Loren appeared in the air to the side of the mecha.

Silence.

No sound came from within the mecha this time.

The earth-yellow mecha turned again, its massive mechanical eyes locking firmly onto Loren’s figure.

As if analyzing Loren’s movement patterns, attempting to find a way to counter them.

“Haven’t found my weakness yet? Mr. Adrian.”

Still hovering in the air, Loren continued gently fluttering his wings, looking forward with anticipation.

“Hurry up, my patience is running thin.”

The mocking tone was unmistakable.

The earth-yellow mecha moved again.

The giant mechanical hand swung once more, but this time it struck the energy matrix on its own chest.

Energy surged violently across the mecha’s body.

Energy waves spread from the impact point like ripples across water, scattering in all directions.

These spreading energy waves, upon reaching a certain distance, formed a spherical energy barrier.

Encompassing an area of about one kilometer.

Like a massive prison cage.

Loren in the air remained calmly suspended, observing this scene like an outsider.

As if this energy barrier wasn’t meant to deal with him.

“Not a bad idea, Mr. Adrian.”

Loren even had the leisure to offer commentary.

“You arrogant bastard! You’ll regret this!” Adrian’s voice from within the mecha became somewhat excited.

Countless cold gun barrels extended from all over the mecha’s body.

Numerous missiles launched from these densely packed openings, flying toward Loren.

With a gentle flap of his black wings, Loren’s figure vanished from the air again.

Loren mysteriously reappeared in another location.

The missiles, having lost their target mid-air, didn’t stop there.

They made sharp turns at incredible speeds and flew toward Loren’s new position.

“Oh, auto-targeting?”

After commenting, Loren’s figure mysteriously disappeared again.

After losing Loren’s target once more, all the missiles hovered in the air, waiting for Loren’s next appearance.

Loren reappeared, and the missiles immediately reacted.

The cycle repeated, like a game of hide and seek.

“Quite fascinating, so this is what it feels like to face auto-targeting attacks.”

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