Chapter 954 - 973: Mo Si: You Came but You Didn’t Even Look at Me (Incomprehensible, Hmph)

This was because the captain leading the Sixth Army’s team had shockingly taken only weapons, with no one taking any medical supplies.

"..."

[Why aren’t you commenting anymore?]

[Hurry up! I want to hear the analysis of the Sixth Army!]

"Well, taking only weapons is a rather risky move," a judge finally said. "As we all know, the competition will last for quite a long time, and our soldiers can’t maintain their peak condition indefinitely. Even if the Sixth Army manages to avoid injuries, fatigue is inevitable. Drinking some Spirit Nourishing Liquid can refresh them."

[Does it refresh them by choking them with its terrible taste?]

"I don’t quite understand this deployment, but they might have other arrangements. After all, this is the Sixth Army. We often say in our circles that the Sixth Army never fights an unprepared battle."

After offering a brief explanation, the judge prompted Mo Si. "Don’t just keep grilling me with questions. The commander of the Sixth Army, Admiral Mo Si, is right here. Why don’t we ask Admiral Mo Si?"

Mo Si was a man of few words, sitting there like a typical cool guy. "There is no special reason. They already have something for healing, so they don’t need those supplies. Thus, they just took weapons.

"The performance of the weapons supplied on the mountain isn’t as good as those at the starting point."

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"They have something for healing!" the judge exclaimed. The competition rules strictly forbade bringing Spirit Nourishing Liquid inside. "Could it be that your army has discovered a student dual-cultivating in both Spirit Healing and as a Mecha Soldier?"

One look and it was obvious this person had read plenty of gossip about Qiuqiu.

"No," Mo Si replied simply.

"Now that’s strange. Well then, I’ll just have to wait and see."

With the first round of collective statements over, the subsequent itinerary grew rather dull. It mostly consisted of standard encounters—for instance, Team 1 bumping into Team 3, both spotting a supply station, and then fighting it out at the entrance. Team 3 would defeat Team 1 and claim the supplies.

Alternatively, items would be placed on steep cliffs, requiring everyone to use limited tools and strategy to retrieve the supply cards.

Thanks to the dual commentary—one professional and one humorous—the three hours of the morning actually passed much faster than expected. Even Qiuqiu, who had initially claimed she was only there to watch Mo Si, was staring intently at the screen without blinking.

Just as Qiuqiu and her roommates were roaring with laughter at a male judge’s comment, her terminal beeped.

Qiuqiu reined in her smile and glanced down. She thought it would be Little President Qian, but to her surprise, it was Mo Si!

Seated high on the stage and watched by tens of billions of people both online and offline, Mo Si sat aloof in his guest chair like a cold, isolated blade. He was expressionless, but incredibly handsome.

However, in private...

[Kissy Little Panda]: You came all the way here to watch the competition, yet you really aren’t looking at me.

[Kissy Little Panda]: Watching that funny judge makes you happier than watching me.

Qiuqiu burst out laughing. She looked up and stared at the giant screen for a long time, but she simply couldn’t figure it out. She wondered, "How did Mo Si manage to type so many words?!"

[Juju]: I’m looking at you starting right now!

[Juju]: Kisses~

[Kissy Little Panda]: Mm.

She finally noticed it was his left hand. He was sitting slightly sideways, and his left hand was moving. He had probably projected a virtual keyboard onto the sofa and was stealthily tapping away with his fingers.

Just thinking about the visual made her want to laugh.

Seeing her suddenly smiling so brightly, her roommates asked her what was so funny.

"My boyfriend just texted me," Qiuqiu replied truthfully.

"Ooooh!"

So that was it.

While they chatted, the three-hour grace period had passed.

The calm and tranquil battle zone quickly became turbulent. Across the moderately sized mountain range, flashes of fire and the crack of gunshots erupted in multiple locations. It had only been three hours and eight minutes since the start, yet one of the sixteen teams had already suffered over half casualties.

When experts clashed, the outcome was truly decided in the blink of an eye.