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This mecha resembles a steel behemoth, exuding a chilling aura. Every component is exquisitely designed, gleaming with a cold metallic luster, and its appearance is extremely cool, full of futuristic technology.

Looking at the magnificent mech in front of him, Siegfried was so excited that he couldn't contain himself and even couldn't help but smile, as if he were about to fly into the sky.

"Alahato actually exists! I always thought it was just a fictional robot from an animated film!" As she spoke, she couldn't help but move closer to the mecha, wanting to admire its splendor up close.

Hearing Siegfried's surprised reaction, Walter Young raised his head slightly, gently pushed up his glasses, and then spoke slowly.

“It seems you know something about Alahato. In that case, I don’t need to explain anything further about it.”

He paused, then continued, "Alahato is a general-purpose humanoid weapon personally developed and manufactured by Dr. Tesla. And this time, we are going to pilot it to the moon!"

"And that animated film you mentioned... was actually just a means for us to raise funds to manufacture that weapon."

When Walter Young said these words, even with his usual calm and collected nature, he couldn't help but turn his head slightly to one side.

“After all, compared to Destiny, we don’t have such abundant resources and financial support. So, this is the only way we can come up with to raise enough funds for research and development,” Walter Yang continued to explain.

However, Siegfried, standing to the side, was completely oblivious to Walter's words and his unnatural expression. At this moment, Siegfried was completely immersed in the excitement of discovering a new continent, looking exactly like a fervent little fan who had finally met his superhero.

"So, those animation scripts were also written by you guys! That's amazing!" Siegfried exclaimed, his face full of admiration, almost jumping up with excitement.

"No, no, I suddenly really want to get your autographs! This is a rare opportunity!"

Then, as if remembering something, Siegfried said enthusiastically, "Oh right, there's a line in those cartoons that I especially like!"

As he spoke, the former even raised his hand involuntarily and began to imitate the tone and movements of the characters in the play.

"'Tyrants of the heavens, let me show you what it looks like when stars are shattered!' Hehe, how about it? Isn't that line super cool and domineering? I absolutely love it!" Siegfried gestured animatedly, as if he were already in that exciting scene from the animation.

Upon hearing Siegfried's exaggerated reaction, Walter Young was slightly taken aback at first, but he quickly recovered and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Heh... really... it seems you really like this animated film." Walter Yang said softly. After a brief pause, his smile faded, and his expression became serious again.

"Alright, Siegfried, let's not waste any more time here. Let me explain the specific plans for this operation to you in detail."

“Once we successfully reach the moon, I will do everything in my power to attract the attention of the Second Herrscher. At the same time, you will collect as many Soul Steel samples as possible.”

However, at that moment, before Walter Young could finish speaking, Siegfried could no longer contain his impulse and interrupted him.

"Once I've collected all these Soul Steel samples, I'll immediately pilot Arahato to support you and fight alongside you against the Second Herrscher. Am I right?"

Faced with Siegfried's urgent question, Walter Young frowned slightly, a serious expression on his face. After a moment of silence, he slowly nodded and said, "That's right... but..."

"Even with the combined strength of the two of us, plus Arahato's formidable firepower, defeating the Second Herrscher will likely not be easy!"

"Moreover, there is also Chen Yuan, who rarely shows his face but inspires fear, present at the scene. As a result, the whole situation is full of unpredictable variables."

At this point, Walter Young couldn't help but sigh deeply, his tone full of helplessness. After a brief pause, he added.

"Actually, I already have another backup plan for this confrontation—the so-called Plan B. However, this plan..."

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"Bang!" A dull thud resounded, and the entire wall trembled slightly. After hearing Walter Young's explanation of Plan B, Siegfried could no longer contain his anger. He swung his fist and slammed it hard against the wall beside him.

The solid wall was instantly smashed open, leaving a deep crack. Siegfried, his face contorted with rage, glared at Walter Young and roared, "This is your so-called Plan B? It's utterly absurd!"

Walter Young, however, appeared unusually calm, letting out a soft breath as if he had just completed a difficult task and felt relieved.

He then slowly began to walk towards Alahato, which was not far away. As he walked, he spoke to Qigefei without turning his head.

"Time is running out. If you have any other ideas or plans to take any action, then hurry up and go..."

Siegfried scoffed at this, then curled his lip in obvious displeasure. He then reached into his pocket, pulled out his terminal, and strode quickly toward an inconspicuous corner of the warehouse.

At that very moment, Dr. Tesla was sitting intently at the control panel, his hands flying across the keyboard, while complex data and images flashed rapidly across the screen.

"Dr. Tesla..." Suddenly, a light footstep sound reached his ears, and Dr. Tesla couldn't help but tremble, his hands stopping in his tracks.

He subconsciously looked up, and when he saw Walter Young standing next to him, a look of surprise appeared on his face, but he quickly regained his composure and lowered his head to continue his work.

At the same time, he asked in a low voice, "Alliance Leader, what brings you here... How did your discussion with that barbarian go?"

“I have told him my entire plan without reservation, and I haven’t even hidden my private Plan B.”

"After all, if this operation unfortunately ends in failure, at least we still have him and Theresa as our support. Now, it all depends on what choice Siegfried will ultimately make."

"So that's how it is..." Tesla murmured softly, a hint of undisguised resentment showing on his face. He then clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

However, just moments later, as if suddenly realizing something, Tesla slowly loosened his grip. He then turned around and met Walter Young's gaze with his brightest smile.

"Do you remember when you were little, you told me that when you grew up, you would dance with me? Does that promise still stand?"

“Ah…” Walter Young was clearly startled by these sudden words. His eyes widened as he stared blankly into Tesla’s clear eyes, his whole body seemingly petrified and frozen in place.

His usually resolute body trembled slightly, unable to control himself. His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately he couldn't utter a single word.

When he came to his senses, Walter Young found himself dressed in a gorgeous black tuxedo in a spacious and empty luxury ballroom.

The walls of the ballroom are covered with exquisite paintings and dazzling crystal chandeliers, and the floor is covered with a soft, velvety red carpet.

Not far directly in front of him stood an old piano. Its body was polished to a mirror-like smoothness and inlaid with patterns made of mother-of-pearl.

Behind him stood two beautiful women—Tesla, dressed in a red princess dress, and Einstein, equally dignified.

“Miss Tesla…” Walter Young gazed at the charming woman before him, remained silent for a while, and finally mustered his courage to walk towards Tesla step by step.

When he was just a few steps away from Tesla, he slowly knelt on one knee and extended his hand to her. "Would you like to dance with me?"

Upon hearing this, Tesla was slightly taken aback, but soon a bright smile bloomed on her face, while two crystal-clear tears uncontrollably slid down her fair cheeks.

Nevertheless, Tesla quickly raised her hands and performed a standard, graceful curtsy. "Of course..."

The former responded softly, his tone tinged with barely concealed excitement. "Don't disappoint me, Mr. Joachim..."

Just then, a melodious and graceful dance tune filled the entire ballroom like flowing water. Accompanied by this melody, Walter Young stood up, gently took Tesla's hand, and the two slowly walked together into the center of the dance floor.

Their steps were light and graceful, their movements elegant, and their coordination was seamless. Every turn and spin was so natural and fluid, as if they had rehearsed countless times.

At this moment, everything around them seemed to become unimportant, and time seemed to freeze, leaving only the figures of the handsome man and beautiful woman dancing gracefully on the dance floor.

The lamplight cast long, slender shadows upon them. Walter Young's eyes held tenderness, while Tesla appeared completely entranced; it was as if the entire world had shrunk to just the two of them.

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