Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 237 - 13 Who is Worse

Zhang Shaotang, a prodigy from Capital Star in the First Administrative District, glared jealously at the figure leaping like a gorilla in front of him.

Was it really necessary to fight so desperately for first place?

How could he understand that in Mu Fan’s eyes, a reduction in his food allowance was unacceptable!

Even second place meant a cut in food!

The ninth lap passed...

Suddenly, Tracy from the Tiger Hunting Team stuck out her tongue and licked her luscious, rosy lips.

Her husky voice, dripping with an unusual allure, filled the air, "Looks like this little brother can sprint to the end. White Wolf, Deer, have my tequila ready for me."

The two men at the pilot and co-pilot seats pouted their lips simultaneously.

"Canary, eight shots of strong tequila, and after that, you won’t even know whose bed you end up in, maybe even ours, right, Wolf? Hahaha, uh."

The pilot, laughing carelessly, suddenly saw a long sniper rifle cross his vision, its cold muzzle pressed against his forehead.

Cold sweat broke out instantly.

"Deer, besides your foul mouth, do you have any other qualities? Do you really want to know whose bed I’ll be in?~" Her enticing expression appeared demonic in Deer’s eyes.

First, he nodded subconsciously, then shook his head frantically, indicating he didn’t want to know.

The icy barrel prodded against his forehead before being pulled away.

"Just keep looking."

Bearded chuckled as he watched the trio; their team, the Tiger Hunting Team, had an atmosphere that was unmatched by others since Canary, the fiery woman, joined.

"This kid has entered the last lap, the second place is still biting at his heels. Do they really not know that the next phase involves increasing the load? Honestly, I’m getting a bit worried," said Chimpanzee, scratching his chin.

"I’m more worried about how to start a conversation with Major Lin to get this kid transferred."

The co-pilot known as "White Wolf" showed renewed interest, "Have you guys noticed this kid’s jumping ability?"

"It’s astonishing, I know," Deer took over the conversation.

"Not that, I feel the Special Combat Team’s individual jetpack suits would suit him perfectly."

Oh?

The four of them took note again.

Bearded slapped his thigh, exclaiming excitedly, "Exactly, why didn’t I think of that? This kid, just on his legs alone, managed to evoke the feeling of a jetpack suit. Impressive!"

Running vigorously, Mu Fan had no clue what a jetpack suit was; he only knew he had to keep sprinting fiercely!

1 kilogram of food!!

Just the thought energized him!

He had no idea that Zhang Shaotang, full of resentment, was watching him from behind.

Are you a native from the Primitive Forest?

How could you have such incredible stamina?

Zhang Shaotang felt he could speed up more, but he certainly wasn’t running like a mad dog like the guy in front.

Major Lin checked his watch, a smile playing on his lips, "Only one more lap, we can start the countdown."

Instructor Wu, knowing what Lin Hao was referring to, shook his head and chuckled, "Without prior warning, I wonder how many will struggle to adapt."

"My guys are ready; as soon as they stop, they’re out," Lin Hao remained undisturbed.

"Okay then."

Thud!

Thud!

Mu Fan’s extraordinary jumping ability even allowed him to skip a lap.

When the last student from the Third Administrative District heard the noise behind him and turned around, he was startled by Mu Fan soaring in like a small mountain.

Is there no humanity left!

Now lagging 200 meters behind Mu Fan, Zhang Shaotang eyed the figure approaching the finish line and waited for the latest instructions from Major Lin.

He wasn’t a core student anyway, so the psychological pressure wasn’t that intense.

But his assumptions were worlds apart from Mu Fan’s actual desires.

He could never understand a food lover’s mindset.

Yes, Mu Fan was just that—a simple food lover.

Ho!

Mu Fan heavily dropped his large backpack on the ground and looked up, the finish line was just in sight.

1KG of food obtained!

For the first time in front of everyone, a beaming Mu Fan leaped again.

Lin Hao: ...

Wu Yue: "...Why is he smiling so happily?"

Both supervisors were speechless at the sight, but their eyes sparkled with something more as Mu Fan approached the finish.

Lin Hao now held a handheld button in his hand, his gaze firmly fixed on Mu Fan’s figure.

Meanwhile, over the loudspeaker, "The first one has emerged, keep running, don’t stop! Run until you can’t anymore! Extra 300g of food per lap!"

The Captain in the underground hall declared, "Prepare for instant evaluation."

As Mu Fan’s body soared high near the finish line, the massive backpack weighing on his shoulders, he was about to touch down.

Three, two, one...

Gravity doubled!

As Mu Fan’s feet hit the ground.

An imperceptible signal swept across...

The weight of the backpack he carried doubled instantly!

160KG!

No one knew that the backpack contained a gravity modulator.

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"Close-up of the scene!"

The Captain ordered, and the screen representing Mu Fan enlarged to show a full-body close-up in the hall.

The Captain’s gaze fixed intensely on Mu Fan’s waist and leg details, which would directly reveal his reaction speed.

But...

As the weight-increasing signal was sent, just as Mu Fan’s feet touched the ground.

His shoulders twitched, huh.

What about his waist?

No abnormalities!

And his legs?

His knees bent a bit—was he about to suddenly kneel?

At that moment, the Captain watched with a gleeful anticipation, maintaining his observation for a full ten seconds.

After Mu Fan had sprinted thirty meters, he finally reacted.

His body squatted down an additional 2 centimeters, and then—nothing!

"Get me Major Lin."

"Reporting, sir, Major Lin’s Sky Communication!"

It turned out they had called first.

Puzzled by the outcome, the captain stared at the big screen, "Major?"

"Did you see what just happened? What was that?"

"I saw... but I also want to ask what happened. Did your controller malfunction?"

"A malfunction? That shouldn’t be. The second place finisher also just arrived, let me try again."

Lin Hao saw Zhang Shaotang nearing the finish line and prepared to press the controller again.

Zhang Shaotang watched as Mu Fan, jumping like a gorilla, crashed down from the sky—boom, both feet landing on the finish line.

And then...

He jumped up again?

Without any visible faltering in his movement, Mu Fan’s body was slightly lower by 2 centimeters in this running environment; it was impossible to notice from 200 meters away.

Are you kidding me? Is your military training really just weight-bearing running?

Damn, I thought you guys were more sophisticated.

With that in mind, Zhang Shaotang quickened his pace.

If that’s the case, then I’m starting to sprint with all my might!

100 meters, 50 meters, 10 meters, 5 meters, 1 meter...

The instant Zhang Shaotang’s right foot crossed the finish line, the major pressed the button.

In the underground hall, the captain clearly saw Zhang Shaotang’s face change color...

It was an unusual red, not just from blood rushing up, but mixed with surprise, anger, and frustration.

Zhang Shaotang, who always presented himself as a wealthy heir, felt like cursing at the base for the first time since his left foot hadn’t even touched the ground yet—the gravity on his shoulders suddenly doubled!

It was almost three times the gravity!

And so...

He lost his balance.

That explains the flushed face.

Besides that, there was another reason—Zhang Shaotang didn’t want anyone to see him fall flat on his face.

He clenched his teeth and, using a unique force technique from his family, forcefully twisted his body.

And then, a miraculous scene unfolded...

Zhang Shaotang crossed the finish line in a flashy forward flip.

You guys behind me, don’t expect to have it easy; I’m not going to bother warning you!

Zhang Shaotang, forcefully controlling his body to not fall, adjusted his center of gravity and sprinted forward with that heavy backpack.

Major Lin Hao couldn’t help but admire, "Worthy of someone Instructor Wu has high hopes for."

Wu Yue’s face showed an indescribable expression; logically speaking, Zhang Shaotang handled it quite elegantly...

But why didn’t it look as imposing as Mu Fan, who had smoothly powered through the entire course?

"Captain, the controller isn’t broken..."

Lin Hao’s voice sounded faintly in the Sky Communication.

The captain awkwardly replied, "Understood, Major. The data analysis just came out... Mu Fan’s endurance evaluation is tentatively rated S with further potential."

"You’ve been doing intelligence work for so many years, keep observing."

"Yes, sir!"

Thus, all the soldiers saw their captain’s face darkening like the bottom of a pot.

This incident remained within the military circle, unknown to the other competitors on the field.

Except for… White Hair Slut Man.

Now in camouflage attire and stripped of his purple eyeshadow and earrings, Yin Shuai with his white hair actually looked quite charming.

He had observed both Mu Fan and Zhang Shaotang complete their tenth lap.

Mu Fan passed by as he frowned without a word, but when Zhang Shaotang’s flip appeared like a show-off, White Hair Yin Shuai chuckled softly, "Oh, it’s an adjustment to the gravity settings. Sly move, Military Department—I like it."

No one nearby heard Yin Shuai’s muttering; all they saw was this white-haired guy suddenly speeding up.

Many people didn’t understand; didn’t they just say, keep running, just add a lap for an extra 300 grams of food?

All that for 300 grams of food? You’re something else.

...

Unfortunately, Yin Shuai’s goal was completely different from the previous two.

Mu Fan was running for food!

Zhang Shaotang to assert himself!

And him, purely for the sake of trapping those following.

Yin Shuai, who subtly increased his pace, passed Xize.

Xize, seeing another surpass him...

Was that super flashy White Hair!

That was unbearable; it didn’t matter who surpassed him, so Xize also began to pick up speed.

But somehow, he always fell just a little short of catching up to Yin Shuai.

Hey, there’s a fool following me.

Behind him, the heavy footsteps reached Yin Shuai’s ears; he chuckled secretly and began adjusting his steps and shifting his weight.

Finally, as he was about to cross the finish line, he completed the adjustment.

Each person passing the finish line in the underground hall was displayed with a large projection close-up.

And Yin Shuai’s close-up portrayed that sly grin.

This startled the captain, but he quickly marveled as the white-haired lad crossed the finish line with an even more standard posture than the first-place finisher.

His body didn’t even shake.

And then...

As Xize, still speeding up behind him, stepped down with his left foot preparing for the right foot to follow.

The gravity on his back instantly doubled.

Thud!

A classic faceplant, Xize’s already scrapped face harshly hit the ground...

Due to the 160KG backpack, the powerful inertia dragged Xize another two meters along the ground.

At that moment, Xize’s mind was entirely consumed by the calm figure of White Hair disappearing ahead.

Damn you all to hell!