Destiny Mission of game ‘Star Ring’

Chapter 1615 - 1287: Battle 14

"No, listen to me, actually you’re not completely without hope."

"Oh, how so?"

"Don’t be fooled by how fierce that girl Krisia is. Such an extreme burst of strength must be a huge physical burden. Recovering in a short time is definitely unrealistic. Normally, her physical state will inevitably decline. So right now, the real threats are only Buseray and Reoter. If you can take down Buseray, it means you’re not far from victory."

"That’s still tough. I’ve checked everyone’s profiles, not a single one is easy to beat."

Su Mo was also very troubled; every contestant was a formidable opponent.

"Don’t worry, how could a brother not help you out? When you enter the competition later, I’ll ask someone to grant you special signal permissions, allowing your mecha to directly connect to all the signal devices and surveillance eyes in the arena. It means the entire arena will be your eyes, allowing you to capture the opponent’s movements in real-time and without blind spots. Moreover, you can freely and without delay detonate and adjust the missiles fired."

Nan Qi showed a sly smile.

Hearing this, Su Mo couldn’t help but complain: "Goodness, this is possible? Wait a minute, didn’t Griros from the Mechanical Empire also use this tactic to detonate the missiles precisely and at will?"

"Now you know."

Nan Qi replied with a cheerful laugh.

"Damn, isn’t this cheating? Aren’t you afraid of getting caught?"

"Caught? Who would find out? Also, if you have the skills to use it, it’s your capability, absolutely no problem."

Nan Qi replied confidently.

Su Mo was rendered speechless, but even more shocking news followed, as Nan Qi lowered his voice and said to Su Mo.

"Also, brother, if you can defeat Buseray, I guarantee that in the next round, you’ll get a direct bye in the five to three competition. And I will arrange for Reoter from the Immortal Empire to collide with Luo Qi from the Mechanical Empire, letting Luo Qi cripple Reoter. Then you’ll have an opportunity."

Su Mo’s expression was even more elaborate after hearing Nan Qi’s words.

"You’re capable of that too? That’s too cunning."

"For victory, anything is possible. The world is a realistic place; there’s no absolute fairness, relative fairness is good enough. I’m telling you, only because I maintain good relationships normally and the panel of judges are people from Star Ring City that this can be done. Otherwise, where would such good opportunities come from? Anyway, brother, whether I eat dirt or live in luxury in the future really depends on you."

Nan Qi looked at Su Mo with deep emotion.

Su Mo was also deeply troubled and said helplessly.

"I’ll do my best."

"Alright, just knowing you’ll try is enough. I won’t say more, waiting for your good news."

Nan Qi promptly cut off the communication.

"Boss, you’re incredible, even competitions can have a back door."

Sun Duoxiang said, eyes full of light.

"Alright, quickly forget what you just heard, don’t go saying nonsense outside."

Su Mo grumbled in annoyance.

"No worries, boss, I definitely won’t leak a word."

Sun Duoxiang hurriedly assured.

Looking at the betting pool, Su Mo noticed 81 trillion Star Coins; 50 trillion was Nan Qi’s bet, 3 trillion was Sun Duoxiang’s bet, and individual bets barely reached thousands, who placed the rest?

He pondered carefully and suddenly recalled the appearance of that old man Engtar.

Su Mo’s eyelid twitched; he had a hunch that the old man most likely placed a bet too, maybe the rest was his bet.

"What are you thinking about?"

The creator, Swallower, asked in a deep voice as Su Mo stayed silent for a while.

"Nothing, just pondering tomorrow’s battle is vexing."

Su Mo replied helplessly.

"Actually, if Nan Qi really helps you connect to the entire arena’s signal devices and surveillance eyes, it’s not entirely hopeless. You can stall it out!"

The creator, Swallower, explained.

"That’s the only way."

Su Mo had no better plan for the moment.

Su Mo’s electronic bracelet vibrated again, and a message popped up.

This message was from Qian Chengxue.

"Su Mo, you’re competing tomorrow, I won’t disturb your preparation. I believe you’ll be fine, good luck!"

Su Mo let out a long breath after seeing this message.

Standing nearby, Sun Duoxiang noticed Su Mo seemed very troubled and whispered.

"Boss, I’m going to the hangar to watch the mecha."

"Go ahead."

Su Mo waved his hand impatiently.

Soon after, only Su Mo was left in the room, and the creator, Swallower, asked in a deep voice.

"Are you placing a bet?"

After hearing Xiao Shi’s prompt, Su Mo promptly responded and checked the betting table for his match against Buseray.

Su Mo VS Buseray.

8.3 trillion Star Coins, 9.5 trillion Star Coins.

The odds were roughly fifty-fifty, slightly favoring Buseray, and the amounts weren’t as astronomical as before.

It seemed everyone was wisely cautious, afraid of being cut like leeks again.

"These odds, very cautious."

Su Mo couldn’t help but praise.

"How are you betting? All in on yourself?"

The creator, Swallower, inquired in a deep voice.

Su Mo hesitated, saying after a moment.

"Honestly, I’m not 100% sure I can win; Buseray definitely has hidden strengths, I’m really feeling uncertain. But while I can’t guarantee winning, I can surely control losing. How about an all-in bet to lose, just grab a haul and leave?"

As he finished saying, Su Mo’s eyes lit up, as if seeing a fortune waving at him.

"Are you serious?"

"Ahem, I was just hypothetically speaking, joking. How could I actually do that? Of course, I’ll bet on myself to win."

Su Mo replied awkwardly.

"Then go ahead."

The creator urged casually.

"Alright, alright."

Su Mo proceeded with a flurry of actions, betting 4 trillion Star Coins.

Seeing how much Su Mo had bet, the creator, Swallower, looked on disdainfully.

"You’re just betting that little?"

"It’s a lot."

"When betting on others, you’re fierce like a tiger, but when betting on yourself, you’re two-faced? Really feeling uncertain?"

The creator, Swallower, couldn’t help but complain.

"A little gamble is fun, big bets are harmful. Just betting a small amount is enough for intention."

Su Mo felt somewhat embarrassed.

"Humph."

The creator, Swallower, was too lazy to disdain.

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Next day, the sky was still dim and hadn’t brightened yet.

Su Mo arrived at the arena’s private hangar.

Zhang Wei, Sun Duoxiang, Zhang Hao, Wang Hai, and others were all present.

Especially Zhang Wei, whose eyes were bloodshot, clearly not having rested for days, adjusting the Divine Guard’s performance to optimal.

"Boss, you’re here."

Sun Duoxiang called out quickly upon seeing Su Mo enter.