After faking her death in interstellar space, the powerful woman disguised herself as a man and went

A large number of people have already gathered in the central square.

"That guy in the newbie camp, Chasing Life, is amazing! I wonder which military academy he's from."

"None of the more famous players here use the 'Chasing Life' skill, right? Could it be a newcomer?"

He ignored the surrounding noises and focused on the tasks on the bulletin board.

Right now, she desperately needs to earn points to upgrade her mecha level. Unfortunately, missions with higher point rewards require four or more people, while solo missions offer very low point rewards, ranging from about 30 to 50.

In the arena battles, Level 1 mechs can only fight against Level 1 mechs. Each victory earns 5 points, while each defeat deducts 3 points.

The price of a level 2 mech is 500 points.

If you want to fight in the arena now, you need to win at least 100 matches in a row, while if you want to do missions, you need to accept at least 10 solo missions. Both of these methods are time-consuming and laborious.

Leng Ran decided to log off first to find He Xiting. She had heard that he had regular teammates, so maybe they could team up for a quest together.

However, when Leng Ran sat up from the mech, she saw He Xiting lying in the game pod, and the display screen showed the words "Mission in progress, please do not forcibly interrupt".

Leng Ran had no choice but to lie back down and try to find temporary teammates in the square.

Many teams in the square were looking for teammates to take on missions together. Most of them were solo players, a few were commanders, and a very small number were mecha designers.

Most mech designers already have established teams, so they won't look for teammates here temporarily. Commanders, on the other hand, tend to form their own teams and won't easily join other people's teams.

Of course, most of these people are level one or two mech pilots, and a small number are level three pilots. They haven't been in the game for long and don't have a fixed team.

After looking around, Leng Ran discovered that most people were using projected information to publicly find teammates.

"Escort mission, two short of five, looking for lone soldiers."

"Infiltration mission, we're one short. Need another commander to carry us!"

"Level 2 individual soldier, sniper, specializing in mech aerial combat, looking for a reliable team."

Similar recruitment notices are frequently seen in the plaza, but the recruitment process is quick. For example, the heavy long-range sniper mech that broke through the air found a team in less than a minute.

So, after looking around and summarizing what he had seen in the projections, Leng Ran confidently projected his own information.

"Level 1 Individual Soldier Chaser, reliable, can carry you."

Then he found a crowded place to sit down and waited for his team to come.

Some teams searching for the missing person did pass by, but they all coldly ignored them.

Nobody wants to lead a newbie who looks like they've just left the training camp, not only is their level one, but their mech is also a killer.

As the saying goes, in Star Wars, nine out of ten Deathbringers are freaks. Therefore, Leng Ran's self-proclaimed domineering sales pitch was taken as a joke.

Ten minutes later, still no one paid any attention.

"Hey little brother, it's hard to find a team for the Chasing Life quest. Why don't you go home and ask your older siblings? Ask them to help you with the quest?" A commander passing by kindly advised.

"Hey, why bother with him? He looks like a weakling, obviously just messing around." A lone soldier in the team replied. "Carrying someone else? Ha, someone like him, do you think he can actually go to the battlefield?"

Leng Ran initially didn't want to pay attention to this person, but when the soldier saw that she didn't speak, he assumed she was an easy target and his mocking voice became increasingly harsh, and the commander's attempts to stop him were ineffective.

The only way to shut him up is through action!

A cold glint flashed in Leng Ran's eyes as he spotted the short sword hanging at the soldier's waist and slid forward to meet him.

The lone soldier who had spoken sarcastically only saw a petite figure flash by before his short sword was placed against his neck.

Everyone around stared in shock, and the commander was equally astonished, staring blankly at the two of them, unsure how to react.

Although his teammate is sharp-tongued, he is quite capable, ranking in the upper-middle range among level 2 mech soldiers.

Although the central square is a safe zone where players cannot harm each other, Leng Ran's threatening actions still startled nearby passersby.

The soldier who had spoken sarcastically also turned pale, a sense of humiliation welling up inside him. He hadn't even seen the man's movements clearly before his personal weapon was snatched away and his neck was even held to his throat!

If this were a real battlefield, he would be dead in a single encounter!

"Now, shut up and get lost." Leng Ran raised an eyebrow, a hint of provocation in his voice, then sheathed his short sword and patted it.

The soldier's eyes flashed with humiliation, and as he turned away indifferently, he suddenly launched an attack.

Leng Ran had been on guard behind him and was about to teach the lone soldier a lesson again when a figure darted out and tightly grabbed the lone soldier's wrist as he was about to swing.

"Can't you accept defeat?" the boy asked coldly, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked at the lone soldier.

Leng Ran had already turned around and, upon seeing this scene, glanced at the boy a few more times. Like Leng Ran, the boy had the same typical boyish face that the system had defaulted for.

"Che'er, well done!" A cheerful female voice rang out. Leng Ran looked in the direction of the voice and saw a spirited woman with a high ponytail walking over, followed by two boys and girls of similar age.

"This snobbish, contemptible bastard, hah." The girl sneered at the soldier, then turned to Leng Ran with a smile.

"Your skills are really impressive, little brother. You must have just started playing this game. Our team just got an assassination mission and needs an assassin-type mech soldier. Would you be willing to join our Thorn Team?" the girl asked loudly.

Leng Ran also felt a certain fondness for such a spirited and forthright woman, especially since her teammates had just offered their help. She immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll go with you."

"Let's go somewhere quiet first, Che'er, let's go."

The boy called Che'er then released his grip, glancing at the exhausted soldier who had collapsed to the ground before leaving, his words carrying a strong warning.

"It's...thorns..." The soldier's voice trailed off.

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The commander glared at the soldier: "You insisted on stirring up trouble, and now look what you've done to yourself."