Witch Special

When Lin Zhenxi saw the cracks on the power ball, the first thing he thought of was not how serious the impact of the spacecraft's crash would be on City A below, but whether the fragments of the power ball were still valuable.

It wasn't Lin Zhenxi's fault for being cold-blooded... well, she was certainly quite cold-blooded, but her efforts were limited to the limits of her capabilities. Something like a spaceship crash was completely beyond her current capabilities. Apart from notifying the Hero Association and the United Government officials in advance to prepare, she couldn't do anything.

But the power ball was different. Lin Zhenxi had no way to deal with the intact power ball, but once the power ball was broken, the energy inside would definitely be lost. Without the interference of energy, Lin Zhenxi might be able to move it away.

Is it still meaningful? Can a broken power ball still be effective?

Lin Zhenxi couldn't give an answer to this question, but now she had the Space Cube in her hand and happened to have established basic connections in a world with extremely advanced magic technology. When she left this world, whether she handed over the broken power ball directly to the company in exchange for contribution points, or took it to the world of the elementary school magician to see if it could be repaired and then used by herself, it was actually a good choice.

But thinking about this now was still too far-fetched. Although the power ball had cracked, it still maintained its basic function, which was to maintain the energy supply for the entire spacecraft. If it had not been subjected to a greater impact, perhaps it could have remained in this state and would not have been damaged at all.

So now, should we pray that it breaks down quickly, or pray that it doesn’t break down?

It’s better to notify the Hero Association first and ask them to prepare quickly.

Unlike the original ones who like to shout and yell, those mass-produced Asura Rhinoceros Beetles do not have vocal organs such as vocal cords. They are pure fighting machines, not real monsters. Lin Zhenxi did not ask Kinos to make those organs that have little to do with combat.

This is also the reason why Genos himself didn't want to take over this job, and instead gave it to the clones. Genos's ideal is to create a perfect ultimate life form. He created monsters only because he believes that the human body has its limits. Didn't you see that he also created many life forms that are not monsters, such as clones?

The ultimate life means that it cannot be replicated and is perfect in itself. The mass-produced Asura Rhinoceros Beetle, a super cannon fodder, is completely contrary to Kinos's philosophy. Of course, he is not willing to do this job.

But it doesn't matter if they can't make sounds, Lin Zhenxi can control them to write. If you want to exchange information, there are many other ways besides sound.

So Lin Zhenxi remotely controlled one of the mass-produced models that was still on standby on the roof of the Hero Association headquarters, and made it jump down from the tall building, crashing into the ruins on the ground without any cushioning.

Lin Zhenxi herself would definitely not dare to do such a thing. Excluding the magic enhancement, her own physical fitness is at the level of an ordinary person. Morning jogging can only bring her health, but it cannot make her have a body of steel like Saitama.

So Lin Zhenxi, who experienced unprotected bungee jumping with the body of the mass-produced model, exclaimed in excitement, but he immediately pulled the mass-produced model he was controlling out of the pit, allowing those people in the Hero Association headquarters who had become a little paranoid to see that it was not another explosion.

Given their mass-produced form, if they were in a different time and place, they would probably have been surrounded and attacked by dozens of heroes. But now, in City A, everyone knew they were the reinforcements Lin Zhenxi had summoned from nowhere, and it was they who turned the tide and annihilated the alien landing force. Even if they were freaks, they were now one of us.

So, without being stopped by anyone, the mass-produced model walked straight to the center of the first floor lobby of the Hero Association headquarters. However, this place had now been converted into a makeshift field hospital, densely packed with people injured by aliens. Lin Zhenxi had to control the mass-produced model to walk carefully, for fear of accidentally stepping on a wounded person who could still be saved.

The mass-produced types that were originally on the roof looked scary but also reassuring. After all, with them guarding the aliens, they should no longer pose any threat. But now, one of the mass-produced types that was originally squatting on the roof cosplaying as a gargoyle actually came into the hall, which immediately attracted the attention of the officials of the Hero Association.

This is also what Lin Zhenxi wants.

Seeing the familiar face of the official walking over, Lin Zhenxi had a feeling that "maybe there are not enough extras", otherwise why would they only have this one person to use?

It's also possible that the screenwriter was lazy.

In short, the man in the suit who appeared before Lin Zhenxi once again claimed to be the "United Government's plenipotentiary representative to the Hero Association." It was clear that standing before the mass-produced type was a courageous undertaking; his legs were trembling. However, his duty, or perhaps the prospect of a promotion, gave him the necessary courage.

Lin Zhenxi, controlling the mass-produced model, pointed to a deserted corridor and walked over with heavy steps weighing hundreds of kilograms. The official looked around and saw that everyone was peeking around, but no one was likely to accompany him. So he mustered up his courage and followed the mass-produced model.

In that corridor, Lin Zhenxi looked around but couldn't find anything to write with. It happened that the fingernails of mass-produced hands were very sharp and strong, so she simply raised her fingers and used her fingernails to write on the wall of the corridor.

[The spaceship is about to fall. Either wake up Tornado and ask her to move the spaceship, or you can move it yourself.]

Seeing the words left by the Mass-Produced Type on the wall, the official forgot his fear. He immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and no longer cared about his fear of the Mass-Produced Type's appearance. He immediately grabbed a muscle on the Mass-Produced Type's arm and asked loudly, "Where did this news come from? Are you sure?"

The mass-produced model continued writing on the wall: [Saitama is battling the strongest aliens within the spaceship. The aftermath of their battle has damaged the spaceship's power plant. It's now riddled with cracks and may not last long before completely shattering. The spaceship, without power, will fall from the sky.]

"Saitama... no wonder I haven't seen him. As expected..." The official took one look at the mass-produced model, who was clearly a puppet, gritted his teeth, bowed to it, and said, "Thank you very much for providing such important information, Miss Lin. The United Government will definitely express its gratitude to Miss Lin for her selfless help afterwards."

In this alien invasion incident, Lin Zhenxi really helped mankind a lot. It is no exaggeration to say that he turned the tide.

If Hayashi Maki was a registered hero of the Hero Association, that would be fine. After all, a hero's job is to save humanity, and no matter what they sacrifice to do so, it's understandable. The key is that Hayashi Maki is not a hero. Even strictly speaking, she is not a "traditional human in this world," but a time traveler, a person from another world, roughly equivalent to an alien.

To put it nicely, the help she provides to the humans in this world is selfless dedication, and to put it bluntly, it is meddling. What this world will become has nothing to do with Lin Zhenxi, because since aliens have appeared, it means that there are other civilizations in this world. Even if this planet is destroyed, Lin Zhenxi can live freely on other planets. The life and death of this planet will not affect Lin Zhenxi at all.

However, Lin Zhenxi not only helped the humans on this planet resist the alien invasion, but also delivered the critical news that the spacecraft was about to crash in a timely manner. The former indirectly saved all the humans on this planet, and the latter directly saved all the people who were now under the spacecraft. He didn't know what kind of promise to make to repay this kindness.

"It's alright, I don't have any requests. Just be more attentive while we search for the World Will together." After writing this line, the mass-produced type raised his palm, as big as a palm fan, and gently touched the official's shoulder, then walked out.

At this time, the officials were troubled by the scratches on the wall. The information on it was too sensitive, and this place was full of good and bad people. If this information was leaked, there would definitely be big problems.

But this was a painted wall, not even tiled. Even if he wanted to pry it off and take it away, he couldn't. Simply scratching it a few times wouldn't be enough to cover up the marks. Besides repainting the wall, it seemed the only way to completely cover up the marks was to blow it up.

This was a real dilemma. The official could only defend this wall, pulling out his phone and calling for help to remove the writing. He also needed to quickly contact the medical team treating Tornado and ask if Tornado could force himself to wake up. It didn't matter how long he remained unconscious; at least they had to get that damned spaceship, about to fall, out of City A and away from their heads.

At this time, we don’t care that Tornado fell into a coma because she overdrew her mental strength to save the heroes who were fighting outside. There is no way, this is a necessary trade-off.

After all, Tornado was a member of the Hero Association; it was her duty to step forward in times of disaster. In the eyes of officials, no matter how powerful a hero was, they were merely tools to be exploited. They showered them with personal honors and material rewards, only to be forced to risk their lives when something truly terrible happened.

This is actually the reason why Lin Zhenxi had no intention of becoming a registered hero himself from the beginning. Looking through the appearance to the essence, after giving up all kinds of spiritual satisfaction and material needs, the relationship between the Hero Association and registered heroes is a hierarchical employment relationship, and the Hero Association and the United Government are in the same boat, so as long as you become a registered hero, you will basically become a very useful knife in the hands of the upper class in this world. Unless you plan to rebel against the Hero Association and be labeled a traitor to mankind, otherwise you will have no choice.