'Damn it, three against one, and a sneak attack! Can't play fair!'
'How did the third Titan do that? Space transfer?'
'Real heart-ripping.'
'Rastimosa was actually very strong, he shouldn't have lost in a one-on-one fight, there were too many enemies.'
'Is it a plot kill? Only when the mentor dies can the player inherit Bt-7274 from him...'
'No wonder, no wonder the old thief first made a batch of Pilot helmets, and then made the Bt-7274 simulation access pod. It turns out everything was waiting for this!'
'The old thief's knife is everywhere, the same old recipe, the same old taste.'
......
The audience's discussions rose and fell, but when they were transmitted through the broadcast to Mòzhī's ears, they were just a buzzing static.
The outside world was noisy and chaotic, and all the excitement had nothing to do with her.
The trust and feelings that had just been built were brutally torn apart, broken, and shattered into pieces...
Helplessness...
Indignation...
With various emotions intertwined, Mòzhī felt completely numb.
She was not an emotional person, but in the short time she spent with Captain Rastimosa, she had already been conquered by his charismatic personality.
Now, it had ended so quietly, she couldn't accept it!
How could such a brave mentor die like this?
Bang bang!!
These two gunshots were exceptionally noticeable in the dead silent wilderness.
Mòzhī forced her eyes open, which were about to close, and blood shot through them instantly!
It was the enemy who killed the mentor!
They were slaughtering her teammates!
A rugged man, wearing a mink coat and a Mosin-Nagant hairstyle, was cutting off the ears of a recently downed teammate.
Screech!
Picking up the severed ear, the man acted as if he had obtained a treasure, wiped it on his chest, and admired it carefully before happily stuffing it into his collection pouch.
A pervert!
And a perverted collector!
Brisco: "We only have 18 hours. In 18 hours, the reliquary will be sealed to prepare for transmission. Hurry up!"
The perverted collector wanted to continue collecting ears but was stopped by Brisco: "Richter, can you stop fussing over bodies? We're changing the weather, things aren't finished yet, they paid us not to clean up bodies, let's go."
The pervert looked back every three steps, but he had to cut his losses due to the order.
The mention of the reliquary by this group, though she didn't know what it was, she assumed it was a foreshadowing of the later plot.
However,
Perhaps Cooper couldn't accept this fact, or perhaps the sedative was taking effect.
Mòzhī's vision went black, and she fainted again.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already broad daylight.
The world was silent, as if nothing had happened last night.
Mòzhī vaguely felt a warm and wet breath on her chest, and her body seemed to be being moved by something. 138 Reading Network.
She immediately sobered up and saw a yellow-skinned monster with fangs dragging her body towards the stream.
"Ah!!"
"What the hell is this thing, it's so disgusting!!"
Mòzhī instinctively kicked her legs to drive away the primitive inhabitants of this planet.
As expected, strange mountains and exotic waters breed monsters.
"Get away!!"
Beep beep beep!!
As Mòzhī was feeling agitated, Bt a short distance away unleashed a barrage of shots, driving the monsters away.
"Mentor?"
Mòzhī looked at Bt, her eyes regaining some clarity, and quickly got up, staggering towards Bt.
Bt was also heavily wounded, and after a few steps, he lost strength and knelt on the ground.
Chiiii—
The cockpit door opened, and Captain Rastimosa rolled out.
"Hiss...!"
"Ughh!!"
He cried out in pain, clutching his abdomen, hunched over like a shrimp.
Abdomen, a fatal wound.
Seeing the injury, Mòzhī's heart sank halfway.
"Hoo hoo~~"
After a while, Captain Rastimosa managed to regain some strength and laboriously opened his helmet, "Bt... transfer authorization to a new Pilot..."
"Haa—"
"Connect... Haa... Cough cough... Bt-7274."
Captain Rastimosa's voice grew weaker, and with each word he spoke, his life force ebbed away.
Tears quietly streamed down.
Mòzhī was once again stabbed, and this time in a very short period.
"Cooper."
Captain Rastimosa suddenly lifted his head as if having a surge of energy, looking at Mòzhī: "Use my Titan."
"Use my helmet and jump kit, this is not a game."
"Take care of... Bt..."
With that, this veteran Pilot, who had served his life with dedication, passed away.
As Captain Rastimosa's arm, which was resting on Mòzhī, fell limply, Mòzhī finally broke down.
"Captain... Mentor...... Wah!!"
Although they hadn't spent much time together, Mòzhī, new to this world and still bewildered, saw traces of her mentor everywhere in her world.
With him around, she had never been afraid.
With him around, she had gradually transformed from a trainee Pilot into a qualified Pilot.
This was not the first time she had cried for an NPC in a game.
It was just that in the past, she had built deep friendships through prolonged interaction, which was why she felt so sad.
However, with her mentor, the total time spent together was only two or three hours, and their conversations did not exceed twenty sentences.
Yet, at the moment of her mentor's death, Mòzhī felt the deepest sadness.
Whether it was because of the strong sense of immersion in the VR world, or because of her heavy reliance and trust in Captain Rastimosa, Mòzhī's vision was blurred, and tears fell drop by drop.
Just like when she hid in her room late at night, licking her wounds.
Without the usual noisiness and breakdown in front of the camera, it was more real and touching than ever before.
'Captain!!'
'Fate changes here, bonds are born from this!'
'The most silent cries, the most real emotions!'
'This is the first time I've seen Mòzhī cry like this, it seems she's really moved.'
'She must have been hit in a vital spot, VR is much more immersive than PC.'
'Captain Rastimosa gave his life-saving medicine to Cooper and sacrificed himself...'
'Ah, this... listening to your explanation, my already blocked emotional defense instantly crumbled.'
'Because Cooper is a rare genius Pilot (protagonist halo), Rastimosa would naturally train him personally, which is why he entered the top ten, even the first, in his first Pilot trial... this is a form of inheritance.'
'Goodbye, Sergeant Major—!'
......
(I don't know if I ate something wrong, I've been hiccupping and blowing bubbles, my stomach feels a bit uncomfortable, goodnight, you iron buddies~)