Chapter 97: You? Too Weak.

A burst of light enveloped 001—the modification began!

A minute later, 001 emerged from it.

On the surface, nothing seemed to have changed. Had it failed?

But that shouldn't be the case—if there was an option, it had to succeed.

"001, do you feel like something new has been added to your body?"

001 blinked, then extended her right hand, and a black circular void appeared. She reached into the void and pulled out the medium machine gun: "Master, are you referring to this?"

Lin Mu's eye twitched. Are you sure this is a modification? And not just installing a backpack on 001?

If that's how you mod things, then I might as well just hand her a ready-made one, right??

This is just screwing with me.

He thought for a moment, then took a new heavy machine gun from his backpack and set it on the ground. 001 could lift it without any effort, but he couldn't.

"Pick this up and see if you can use it."

001 obediently picked up the weapon, then shook her head: "Master, I can't use this one."

So that's how it is.

This kind of vehicle component still requires modification—picking it up directly won't work.

Knock knock knock~

Shu Xin's figure appeared on the screen: "Brother Mu, the food is ready outside. Want to come eat together?"

"I'll be right there."

Lin Mu brought 001 outside. In the center of the field, a campfire was blazing.

"Good grief, did you guys just burn the materials?" Looking at the scale of it, that was quite a lot.

"Of course not. Those are trees from outside—we chopped some down and brought them back."

Lin Mu followed the direction Shu Xin pointed. Several tree stumps remained in place, their trunks gone. Near the campfire lay a few felled logs.

"You guys really know how to have fun."

"Right? Though our food supply is limited—there's not much good stuff to eat."

Lin Mu's mouth twitched. So this is where you were leading me, huh.

What they had on hand was indeed pitifully little: one bread and one pack of instant noodles per person, and the only thing actually cooked over the fire was a piece of grilled meat.

Lin Mu reached out, and all kinds of vegetables and fruits appeared on the table, along with cooked dishes like roast chicken and braised beef.

"Make sure to get some rice too—eating just this stuff won't fill anyone up. Oh, and those prisoners—don't let them starve. Just keep them at about thirty percent full."

Being fully fed was out of the question; as long as they didn't starve to death, that was enough.

...

The next day, the ninth day of this disaster.

As usual, a battle began at nine o'clock—still a base-against-base fight.

The real key was the midday battle.

Lin Mu put on his equipment and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Everyone, get your gear on. Just in case."

"Understood!"

If it turned out like the morning, no problem—they could just take it off again. But if it was like yesterday noon, then things would get interesting from here on out. That would mean every noon from now on would be this kind of battle.

For him, there was no real danger—it was mainly a waste of time.

Lin Mu stared at the screen before him. All four displays showed blue sky.

At exactly 12:00, a golden coin appeared on the screen.

"Special battle initiated. Please make your choice."

If anyone gets to choose, it should be me—call heads!

"Both sides have chosen. Flipping the coin."

The golden coin in the image began to spin, then came to a stop.

"...?"

Looking at the coin standing upright in place, Lin Mu was speechless. Are you sure that's a flip? Isn't that just a spin?

"The coin has landed on tails. Please select the battle mode."

Damn it!!

Was his luck really that bad? Out of two times, at least one should have gone his way.

"001, would you say my luck isn't very good?"

"Master, it's just that the probability is a bit low. It's not that your luck is bad."

Leave it to 001 to say the right thing.

"Please note: this team battle is a five-vehicle team battle. Both team leaders must select four members to participate. Any usable weapons are permitted in this battle. The current map is a desert—a circular area of ten kilometers in radius. Anyone who flees the area will be eliminated!"

The content was mostly the same as before, still with five minutes of waiting time. Only this time it was a five-vehicle team match, and the number of members was four.

Lin Mu rubbed his chin. Were there many types of team battles? Was the number of participants random?

He had too many questions, but he wasn't given the chance to ask. Tomorrow—tomorrow he would definitely win the call, and tomorrow he would choose tails again! He refused to believe it wouldn't be his side three days in a row.

Still, this time was somewhat favorable to him.

Lin Mu picked up the walkie-talkie: "Are all your vehicles already at Lv7?"

"Reporting—I'm Lv7."

"I'm only Lv5."

"I'm Lv6..."

Lin Mu glanced at the walkie-talkie. Didn't he tell them to upgrade? How were there still ones this low?

Lin Mu had placed ten thousand of each material directly into the warehouse.

"Those who haven't upgraded—hurry up and upgrade your vehicle bodies."

"Understood!"

Lin Mu thought it over. Four people.

"Shu Yi, Shu Xin, Zhang Qian—drive your vehicles out. As for the fourth..."

Lin Mu frowned. Who should the fourth be?

"Brother Mu, pick me. I'm pretty strong right now!"

Seeing that Shu Yi and Shu Xin could join the battle again, Jiang Ying felt eager and volunteered without hesitation. As long as they won, they could have a wish granted upon returning!

"You? Forget it—you're way too weak. This isn't a game. Just stay put and be my errand girl."

Not to mention Jiang Ying—even the little fatty was just a small fry in his eyes.

Shu Yi had good luck, so he had to bring her along. As for Shu Xin, her combat ability was average, but her physical condition was far better than the others'. She might come in handy. And Zhang Qian's combat instincts were solid.

But the fourth...

He wasn't familiar with these members. After all, in his eyes, they were just tools. Strength didn't matter much.

But now, things were different.

"Captain, I recommend A Guang. He's been a driver for ten years—he can handle driving and fighting."

Fine, let's give him a try.

"A Guang, you drive your vehicle out too."

Five vehicles stopped together. The prisoners were all left in place, guarded by others.

Lin Mu looked at the countdown in the sky. Next time, he was going to pick a battle mode that didn't require the captain to show up.

Why did he have to be on the field every single time? How much of his leisure time was being wasted?

When the time came, the five vehicles arrived in a desert area. At that moment, A Guang's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Captain, there's quicksand in this desert. Everyone needs to drive carefully."

Quicksand was terrifying—could swallow a whole vehicle in.

Lin Mu immediately converted his tires into widened tracks. Quicksand wasn't much of a problem.

A faint smile curved at the corner of his mouth.

"If there's no quicksand under your vehicles, don't worry about it. Stay where you are—I've already found them."

His radar range was ten kilometers, and the enemy was currently about seven kilometers away.

Four towed artillery pieces appeared in front of his vehicle.

You said any weapon could be used—so this artillery with a range of nearly ten kilometers should be fine, right?