March 7: A bad woman with a bad taste!

Following Lin Shuang's order, the flaming arrows shot out like meteors, and the soldiers quickly dodged. But just as the arrows were about to fall, they suddenly detonated!

Boom—!

The fierce flames and the shockwaves instantly engulfed nearly ten virtual soldiers.

However, this attack only covered the area in front. The soldiers on both sides seized the chance to strike back.

Cannons and sharp blades flew toward the group.

Just as March 7th and the others were about to make their move, Mount No. 1 seemed to take offense at the challenge to its dignity.

"Roar!!"

With a mighty roar, it stomped its hooves against the ground with a thundering crash!

Bang! Bang!

Terrifying flames erupted from its body, transforming into two waves of fire that swept toward the oncoming attacks.

The fire rushed like a soft breeze over everyone, but when it struck the enemy, it turned into deadly karma flames.

Every attack was blocked.

The weakened firewave spread rapidly, pushing back the approaching soldiers.

Without missing a beat, Mount No. 1 quickly drew its bow and sword.

No enemy at its level dared to approach.

This modified creature, strengthened by Lin Shuang and capable of controlling fire, could easily crush regular virtual soldiers.

The flames even broke the norm of high attack but weak defenses.

The burning fire was like an impenetrable shield that no attack could breach.

Such powerful protection left March 7th and even Dan Heng and Arlan in awe.

After only a few rounds, the endless virtual soldiers were reduced to ashes by Mount No. 1's power.

Once the battle ended, the fierce flames subsided, returning to a harmless warmth, as Mount No. 1 proudly made its way back to Lin Shuang.

Lin Shuang looked at it, raised her hand to pat its belly, and praised it with a smile.

Truthfully, it was strong on the outside but drained on the inside, unlike Lin Shuang who had an infinite supply of energy.

Large-scale firewalls and arrows were energy-intensive moves for it.

If used too many times, it wouldn't last long.

But Lin Shuang didn't bring this up. She kept it quiet—no need to embarrass it.

March 7th, completely unaware of the truth, stared at Mount No. 1 in awe.

"Is this giant really that strong? It took down so many soldiers by itself—"

"That's amazing!"

Dan Heng's gaze became more serious. He observed closely, wondering if they were planning to update the think tank with a new monster.

"Alright, alright, let's focus on what matters."

Lin Shuang waved her hand to stop the conversation.

"Let me see if my pass can directly unlock the elevator. Asta said it can."

With March 7th watching wide-eyed, Lin Shuang stepped forward, smiling as she pulled out her phone and swiped it across the operation panel.

Ding!

The control panel lit up green, and the elevator, once locked, slowly began to rise from the lower floor.

"Ah?"

March 7th blinked in disbelief.

Wait—if you could open it this easily, why did I go through all that trouble to find the key earlier?

And I got ridiculed by Dan Heng and Stelle in the process.

That woman's a troublemaker!

In her mind, March 7th silently labeled Lin Shuang as a "troublemaking woman" while feeling a little annoyed.

But this woman was clearly powerful, and with a beast like Mount No. 1 following her, they couldn't afford to offend her.

So, March 7th stuck her tongue out at Lin Shuang's retreating back.

Stelle, seeing this, decided to keep quiet and not expose March 7th's prank.

As for Dan Heng, he simply remained silent.

...

Arlan, too, hadn't noticed March 7th's antics. He was still processing the sight of Lin Shuang unlocking the elevator.

Could it be that Stationmaster Asta temporarily gave her access?

"Ms. Lin Shuang... Have you unlocked all the elevators?"

Arlan had to ask, concerned about the safety of the control cabin.

"It's fine. Asta said the lock can only be used once. It'll automatically lock back after we travel."

Lin Shuang gave a reassuring wave and stepped into the elevator first.

The others followed.

But when Mount No. 1 tried to enter, it faced a dilemma.

The elevator was spacious, enough to fit more than ten people, but Mount No. 1's true form as an antimatter army trampler was a towering creature, nearly three meters tall.

Plus, its centaur-like structure made it over two meters tall.

It was going to be a tight squeeze.

The creature lowered its head, looking at the narrow elevator door with hesitation.

"Roar..."

It cried out to Lin Shuang, its tone filled with frustration.

"Oh no, why does he sound so pitiful?"

March 7th held her forehead in disbelief. Could such a fierce monster really make such a soft sound?

Lin Shuang was also taken aback.

Thanks to her subtle connection with Mount No. 1, she could feel its emotions.

It seemed... strange. Did these creatures from the Antimatter Legion have such active emotions? Were they really just war tools?

Or was it because of the Heliobus's influence?

"Stop crying and come in. Just squat for a moment."

Despite her thoughts, Lin Shuang had already called Mount No. 1 in.

The massive beast bent down and squeezed itself into the elevator with a huff.

Its broad back nearly filled the space, and its massive muscular frame made the elevator feel cramped.

The elevator, which had once seemed spacious, now felt like a tight squeeze.

Lin Shuang, March 7th, and Stelle were all pressed to one side, while Dan Heng moved to the other side.

Arlan climbed off Mount No. 1's back with Dan Heng's help.

Ding!

The elevator began its descent.

March 7th bent down curiously, reaching out to gently touch Mount No. 1's flame, which wasn't too hot.

As she did, a piece of multi-colored ice began to form on her fingertips, which she placed on Mount No. 1's back.

The poor creature turned its head, staring at March 7th, unable to move as the ice piled up on its back.

"Hey, you think this big guy is a distant relative of mine? See, this fire and my ice look so similar, right?"

"..."

Everyone was stunned into silence at March 7th's comment.

What kind of train of thought led her to claim that a fire-covered centaur was her distant relative?