Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

"Why not go?"

Upon hearing this piece of news, Donald's spirits instantly lifted.

After all, he was a director of the Blue Capital Military Group.

The share lost by the Blue Capital Military Group in the Mecha Grand Tournament, he intended to take it back from here.

Thus, he, the eldest son of the Tang family, needed to go back and prepare in advance.

For some reason, he was suddenly looking forward to seeing Loki Heavy Industry appear.

A trace of a cold smile surfaced on the corner of his lips.

Sai, wrapped in a black scarf, left with Donald expressionlessly, having been urgently called back by the Tang family from abroad. Initially, he thought he might encounter some fun, but he had not expected that the ultimate result might be a confrontation with Solomon.

Taking on an organization single-handedly wasn't something he was foolish enough to do.

Major issues? Let them headache the higher-ups of the Tang family.

The silhouettes of the several men gradually vanished. Once Donald's figure was completely out of sight, the police all let out a long sigh of relief.

Donald was no lazy second-generation ancestor; he was clearly a venomous snake that bites whoever it sees, one that could kill with even the slightest graze.

"Chief, should we still investigate?" My Virtual Library Empire (M-VLEMPYR)

Asked a detective with a somewhat dazed look in his eyes.

Pine, who had been foolish in front of Donald, now had a dangerous air in his eyes, and with a swing of his palm, the wind from his meaty hand whooshed forth, hitting the other man so hard that he spun several times before reacting.

"Didn't you hear what Young Master Tang just said? Every lead, every 12 hours, must make a breakthrough, or I really don't mind skinning a few people today."

The whole room fell deathly silent.

Turning faces faster than flipping a book—this is their Chief.

...

At this moment, Mu Fan had already stepped out of the medical pod, dried off his body, and was looking at the long-legged beauty in front of him, whose temperament seemed somewhat elusive.

In his memory, Nuonuo was always straightforward, even amidst chaos at Loki Heavy Industry, she had not panicked but had taken charge in dealing with some matters.

Like restructuring Loki Heavy Industry, or reorganizing the branch after the Blue Capital Star office staff had been released.

However, the current Nuonuo, with her hesitant expression and the uncertainty in her eyes, as well as the nervous twisting of her thumbs, aroused Mu Fan's curiosity.

"Nuonuo, what's wrong?"

Today, Wang Nuonuo was wearing a light white high-waisted dress, showcasing her straight legs even more prominently.

She looked just like a sweet-tempered, tall Royal Princess!

Those white legs, a perfect balance of not too thick, not too thin, even Mu Fan quietly let his eyes...

Rest upon them.

A blush gradually crept up from Nuonuo's neck to her crimson ear tips.

Upon hearing Mu Fan's question, Nuonuo's twisting thumbs became even more frenzied.

However, she ultimately gathered the courage to look up at Mu Fan.

Err, Mu Fan's eyes subconsciously drifted back to Nuonuo's legs again—they were just too beautiful.

The result was that the hint of red on her pointed ears spread to her cheeks, and the courage she had mustered nearly dissipated once again.

Mu Fan didn't receive a response from Nuonuo, so he lifted his head. Upon seeing the girl's expression, he quickly scratched his head in embarrassment and looked at the ceiling.

"Just say what you need to, the Nuonuo I remember was always very straightforward."

Finally, Mu Fan's words instilled great confidence in the girl, and Nuonuo nodded, beginning to speak:

"I came here because there are three things I want to say, and I think two of them should be good news..." Despite what she said, the dejection on the girl's face was evident even to a fool.

At this point, Mu Fan didn't interrupt but nodded his head, signaling her to continue.

"I just received a message from Sky Communication, from Meteorite Base."

Upon hearing this, Mu Fan quickly raised his hand to signal her to pause, his teeth lightly clacking before he nodded and said, "There's no eavesdropping here, go ahead."

It was then the girl hesitantly realized that in her agitation, she had forgotten this detail.

"Um, it was from a researcher at Loki Heavy Industry, a doctor whom I also call Grandpa. He told me that Grandpa... Grandpa has been shot and is in a coma due to excessive blood loss. Although his condition is quite serious, his life is not in immediate danger."

As Wang Nuonuo spoke, tears welled up in her large eyes, but they were tears of joy.

She covered her mouth, struggling not to cry, and instead tried to speak in a normal tone: "Grandpa's coma might be related to brain nerves, but the outlook is optimistic. Mu Fan, Grandpa isn't dead, he's not dead!"

The girl dropped her hand, tearfully laughing uncontrollably, and Mu Fan too was instantly uplifted by the atmosphere.

"Mr. Wang Ji isn't dead, that's simply the best news! Nuonuo, you don't have to worry now. Once Old Mr. Wang returns, all of the commercial conspiracies will be resolved."

Nuonuo just nodded and hummed softly without following Mu Fan's words. Mu Fan, suspecting nothing amiss, continued to ask, "So, what's the second piece of good news?"

"Tonight, there's a banquet hosted jointly by the government and military forces. The nobles and magnates of Zhongjing City, social celebrities, and some heavy industry tycoons who are staying on Blue Capital Star will all attend. It's an opportunity to effectively expand product sales, and I came to see if you could go with me? Because yesterday, Instructor Ruan said your health should have recovered sufficiently today."

The girl's eyes were filled with hope, her clear, beautiful eyes evoking sympathy.

"Of course I can go. I can explain all the related mecha content to them, though it's a pity that both prototype mechs of Extreme Special Soldiers are now scrapped..."

At this thought, Mu Fan felt a rush of melancholy. These were prototypes, not just any mass-produced models.

Getting the response she wanted, the girl's face was filled with joy, her fair little fist raised in enthusiasm, and Wang Nuonuo seemed to return to a time of carefree moments for that instant.

Seeing the girl's demeanor, Mu Fan also started smiling, setting aside the matter of the Extreme Special Soldiers and inquiring, "What's the third thing you wanted to say?"

"Uh."

Wang Nuonuo's smile froze, and then returned to dejection.

"Sir, I've applied for a year-long academic hiatus and, during this period, to participate in an exchange program between Dingchuan Academy and Taoyun Academy. I will leave Dingchuan Academy for this year,"

Nuonuo's expression was clearly filled with sadness and reluctance, but her tone was unusually resolute.

Mu Fan was absolutely stunned.

"Why do you want to take a hiatus from your studies!?"

Nuonuo gently twirled a lock of hair by her ear, lifted her head, biting her lower lip, and her gaze was filled with unusual emotion as she looked at Mu Fan.

Finally, she spoke softly:

"Sir, I don't want to be a burden on you. Now that Grandpa is in a coma, Loki Heavy Industry needs someone to take charge... Nuonuo doesn't want to be like in the Battle Net, only able to cry and rely on you, completely useless."

"Nuonuo wants to stand alongside you in battle, to be of use when you need me, rather than repeatedly holding you back. That suit of yours that was shot through, I've hung it in my bedroom; it's the most handsome suit worn by the most handsome man I've ever seen."

The girl spoke gently, yet tears began to roll down unintentionally.