I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 19: Single-handedly, he overturned the Grand Theater
All the guards in the entire grand theater were mobilized.

The host's career suffered a major setback, and the anger of being fooled was like a tsunami threatening to overwhelm him.

His voice pierced the entire arena, chillingly cold: "Get out, clown! This is not your stage."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The guests were shocked to discover that the gentleman's perfect entrance had been stolen by a clown!
My goodness!

Has the clown gone mad? Under the wrath of that lord and the grand theater, he will surely be tormented, unable to live or die!

In the VIP private room, everything from the ceiling to the floor was covered with a layer of ice.

The crystal butler was frozen solid and fell to the ground.

A group of people knelt at the entrance, their skin covered in ice and snow. Their mechanical bodies had completely malfunctioned in the extreme cold.

They trembled with fear; death had seized their throats, and the vast starry sky would be their graveyard.

"My lord, please give us a chance to atone. The broken blade of the Deep Space Barrier will bring the Joker before you, to be disposed of at your discretion."

"Ha, bring him before me? He's not worthy. You have ten minutes; my performance will have to start ten minutes later."

As if granted a pardon, a group of people stumbled and staggered off to arrange for people to capture the clown.

The theater manager roared frantically, "Grab him! Let Broken Blade grab him! Double the fee!"

Fang Tunan, the captain of Broken Blade, swallowed the candy in his mouth and said casually, "Don't waste time. Withdraw your mech squadron. Broken Blade is enough."

"Tsk tsk, Captain, you're too late. They've already charged in."

Fang Tunan shrugged: "It's a real shame, our double commission is gone."

On the suspended stage, a thin, small clown stood in front of Lin Jingqiu, fearlessly facing the oncoming enemies.

Lin Jingqiu recognized the clown in front of her as her younger sister.

She grabbed the clown's oversized suit, opened her mouth, and cried out urgently, "Ahhh!"

Hurry up, little sister! Don't worry about me!
Lin Xiaohe turned around helplessly and coaxed, "Second sister, stop messing around. I'm about to start fighting."

Lin Jingqiu's eyes were brimming with tears, and the worry in her eyes was almost tangible.

Hey sis, do you want to hear what you're saying? Thirty mechs are about to charge at us!
You're trying to fight thirty mechs with your bare hands?!

Lin Xiaohe didn't care; if she said she wanted to fight, she really meant it.

It's just a mecha, what's so special about it?!
She had already resigned herself to being a girl who failed the college entrance exam and dropped out of school.

She also accepted her seriously ill mother, disabled father, mute sister, mentally ill brother, and elderly grandparents.

She's even willing to go back to the life of a farmer, toiling in the fields!
"This is outrageous! You forced me to this!" Lin Xiaohe spread her arms and shouted, "Dou Dou!"

When it really matters, DouDou doesn't let us down.

Its body suddenly grew larger, almost as tall as Lin Xiaohe.

The flowerpot transformed into a heavy, black-glowing base, while the withered stick inside became a launch button with adjustable direction.

Thick vines twisted and wove together, eventually forming a cannon-like shape.

The slender vines were laden with clusters of plump bean pods. The pods had become translucent, and the beans inside were spinning rapidly.

DouDou chuckled smugly, "XiaoHe, over a million yuan, not a waste, right?" Lin XiaoHe was completely stunned by DouDou's incredible transformation. Was this still the same mutated pea that had fought her hand-to-hand and looked so pathetic?!
Xinbao clapped her hands excitedly: 【DouDou is awesome!】

Lin Xiaohe swallowed hard. In fact, she came to the Grand Theater with the mindset of mutual destruction.

Now it seems we don't need to burn them together.

The theater's security captain was taken aback by Dou Dou's appearance, but quickly recovered: "Brothers, let's go! He's just a costume toy, don't let him scare you! Our mechs are the standard-issue mechs of the Star Ring Patrol, capable of fighting in space!"

"That's right, there isn't a single weapon on the entire wasteland that can break through our armor!"

"Everyone, attack together! Don't hurt the female lead."

Thirty mechs, like a giant net, rushed towards the stage from all angles, blocking the clown's escape route.

The guests all huddled inside the protected area, watching the scene with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness.

"The clown is doomed. Those are thirty armed mechs!"

"If it weren't for the female lead, a single long-range artillery barrage from them would have vaporized the Joker!"

Thunderbolt Brother stared intently at the stage, drenched in cold sweat. Even he, without any weapons, couldn't escape; it was a dead end!

A look of struggle crossed his face, one hand pressed on the emergency call button, should he press it or not?

He and Lao Hei each gave Lin Xiaohe 50 star coins. For the sake of the money, they couldn't let Lin Xiaohe die like that.

Thunderbolt racked his brains to come up with a reason for pressing the button, but just as he was about to press it, he was stunned by what he saw!
Lin Xiaohe chuckled: "The villain dies from talking too much; the novels really do live up to that."

Thanks to the security captain's long chatter, DouDou had 3 seconds to build up her energy.

"Charge up and unleash your power!"

3000 beans poured out of the cannon!

To avoid wasting beans, Lin Xiaohe manipulated the beans to rotate 360 ​​degrees, ensuring that each mech could enjoy close contact with the beans.

Lin Xiaohe was unsure of what level the system's calculated attack power of 200 meant.

However, after a burst of charged energy, she understood!
Thirty mechs, standard-issue mechs that were said to require battleship-level artillery fire to penetrate, were completely destroyed after a period of charged-up berserk mode.

They were like tattered rags, riddled with holes, falling directly from the sky.

At this moment, the entire theater fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was shocked by the battle, which ended in just half a minute, including Lin Xiaohe.

With an attack power of 200, it's comparable to a battleship-class cannon!
DouDou, I really misunderstood you. Your fighting power is so amazing, and you only spent a little over a million! You've been incredibly frugal! I'm so sad!

In the nature reserve, Brother Pili's emergency call device fell to the ground, and his mouth was wide open, almost big enough to fit a duck egg.

At this moment, only one thought crossed his mind: This is the power to earn a million-dollar annual salary! If Xiao He were willing to come to Iron Meteor, the stingy guild leader would definitely be willing to spend a fortune!

The other guests in the reserve stared at the arrogant clown on stage as if they had seen a ghost.

When did such a powerful figure emerge on this wasteland?!

His ripped, bright red lips no longer elicited laughter, but rather a chilling coldness! It wasn't an ordinary laugh; it was clearly a mockery of everyone, a mockery of their overestimation of their own abilities!
The theater manager was still roaring when he witnessed this horrifying scene.

A cold voice came to his ear: "You have nine minutes left."

(End of this chapter)