The Interstellar Queen of Scavengers
Chapter 158 Lucky Goose—Chosen Son

Chapter 158: 158 Lucky Goose—Chosen Son

Boom——

A massive roar, accompanied by a dazzling, blinding flash of light, suddenly erupted on the battlefield, aimed straight at the opponent——

Both Ji You’s opponent and the audience in the stands were a bit baffled by this scene.

What’s going on?

Could a Particle Cannon have such power?

No!

No!

No!

Impossible.

But——

This was indeed a Particle Cannon fired from an antique mech.

Strange~

In fact, Ji You was very nervous right now, her palms sweating, her heart seemed to be pounding rapidly——

Ji You didn’t want to lose.

She also didn’t want to be ridiculed and mocked countless times.

What she wanted even less was to lose her 1 point.

But——

The conventional methods offered no hope of breaking through.

So, she thought outside the box, compressing the remaining 6 Particle Cannons into one, which took time and required great control power over all the materials of the Particle Cannon; a slight mishap could have led to Self-Destruction instead of compression.

On the battlefield, Ji You didn’t make any aggressive attacks; she was actually observing her opponent, all her actions aimed merely at intentionally disrupting the opponent’s judgments, the repeated chases that never caught up were just to numb the opponent.

Ever heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?

The first time, be on high alert.

The second time, be very cautious.

The third time, become complacent.

The fourth time——

The fifth time——

...

There will always be a moment when the opponent lets their guard down.

And Ji You, was waiting for that moment of laxity.

Through brief observation, Ji You had already predicted the opponent’s attack preferences, as well as the frequency of dodging and running.

When the Compressed huge Particle Cannon was fired at the opponent, Ji You didn’t pause; she again pushed her mech’s speed to the maximum, charging straight at the opponent——this continually changing tactic greatly bewildered the opponent.

But——

It’s over.

The so-called overwhelming force, just like that.

How powerful can your antique mech be?

The crushing of strength meant you had nothing to say!

He fired his most powerful cannon, toward the Particle Cannon and the mech launched by Ji You.

Bang Bang Bang——

The two Particle Cannons collided fiercely, and at that same moment, Ji You’s antique mech also instantly collided with the opponent’s mech.

The opponent scoffed: "Futile! Isn’t it laughable to resist so feebly?"

His mech’s Protective Shield was comparable to Heavy Armor, an antique mech wants to take him down?

Dream on!

One.

Two.

Three.

...

In almost an instant, countless cannons were fired by the opponent, the powerful cannon fire sparking everywhere, igniting the entire arena——

Ji You’s opponent already felt victory was in his hands.

Ji You, piloting her antique mech, the moment she collided with the opponent’s mech and as the opponent fired, suddenly made a move that surprised everyone—she actually disconnected from the mech.

It was also at that moment, Boom——

A huge roar echoed throughout the arena.

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

The scene was a blinding white, making it impossible to see the specifics of the battle.

Audience: "???"

So——

Another Self-Destruction?

But——

Could the power of the antique mech’s Self-Destruction be that large?

——The audience was baffled.

At the moment of the fierce explosion, Ji You detached from the antique mech and quickly donned protective clothing, in the nick of time, she rolled on the spot, sprinting with the fastest speed she had ever mustered in her life——

Blood rushing, the scenery around her swiftly streaked by.

In a blur——

Ji You fell to her knees.

Rumbling——

Smoke filled the air...

System: [Match over, contestant number *******444444 wins!]

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

The audience at the scene fell into a bizarre silence.

What just happened?

Can anyone explain clearly?

An antique mech self-destructed with such great power?

And—both mechs self-destructed, and that idiot actually survived?

Didn’t die.

Didn’t die.

Didn’t die.

...

How did she do it?

Soon, the big screen replayed that moment in slow motion. Everyone stared intently, fearing they’d miss any detail.

Then—

After watching, the audience became even quieter.

After a while.

Audience A: "Such precise prediction ability."

Audience B: "Such high running speed."

Audience C: "Such powerful control power, how did she manage to compress the Particle Cannon so quickly? That’s impossible, right? How much spiritual power and precise control power would that require? It’s harder than walking on the tips of numerous blades!"

Audience D: "Such strong on-site reaction and agility in adapting, she took advantage of every available condition, even using the opponent’s gunfire and energy system for her own use."

Why was the explosion so powerful? Powerful enough to blow up the opponent’s mech and the opponent directly?

Because she not only compressed 6 Particle Cannons, the power of these Compressed Particle Cannons is incomparable, and she also ignited her own antique mech’s energy system with the fierce artillery fire from the opponent, subsequently igniting the opponent’s energy system as well.

...

All this was accomplished in a very short time.

In short, this is not something an idiot could pull off.

This is the work of a master!

A master!

Just... a master with slightly peculiar tastes—mind you, she was piloting an antique mech, even usual idiots chasing novelty and thrills wouldn’t play with antique mechs, only an extraordinarily unbelievable idiot would think of doing such a thing.

Everyone around had dumbfounded expressions.

And—

After being stunned for a while, the audience suddenly remembered something.

Someone asked: "Speaking of which—what were the odds for this match?"

Immediately someone chimed in: "The odds were 1 to what?" These odds are generally predetermined by the system based on the conditions of both parties, and are usually not far off. However, the audience here just came for the excitement, to see a spectacle; even if Ji You’s odds were high, not many would be foolish enough to bet on Ji You.

After all, points are not cabbages; everyone is mindful about spending them, definitely not to be wasted.

Then, someone asked: "So, who did you all bet on?"

Then—

Everyone simultaneously regretted it deeply, beating their chests and stomping their feet!

"Damn it!"

"Thrilling!"

"It’s over!"

"The odds were 1:88!"

"Betting on the antique mech at 88 times!"

"I—Damn it!"

Thrilling!

It’s really too thrilling!

The scene fell into a weird stagnation.

After a while—

Someone asked: "Is there a Lucky Goose here?"

"Lucky Goose, make a sound."

"Sharing is caring."

"Lucky big shot! Let me join in your fun, I’m open to all your favorite positions."

"This isn’t just a Lucky Goose, this is a Chosen Son! This is a god’s own son!!"

"I’m so jealous!"

"Lucky Goose..."

"Lucky Goose..."

"Lucky Goose..."

Lucky Goose Xianting Huailuo, sitting dazedly in the spectator seats, still in disbelief, his eyes vacant and a smile hanging on his lips, the emotion in his eyes was that typical of a fool—

times...

times!

times!!!

How much did he bet again?

Did he go all in?

How much was it?

Xianting Huailuo couldn’t even remember how much he bet, his brain had completely crashed.

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