Counterfeit Hero

The experiment hall was tall and spacious. Hovering above this square space was the observation room, resembling a transparent hollow glass ball.

The white light illuminated the entire observation room with perfect clarity. The dozens of staff members in the experiment hall looked up at the furious figure inside the glass ball, each as if petrified.

"You..." Kedun, with spit all over his face and head, his face had turned blue and red — part terror at the sight of Fatty’s grotesque face, part shame at having been spat upon with disdain by Fatty in public.

A scholar encountering a soldier, reasoning is unclear. Kedun, who originally imagined it as merely a verbal dispute, never dreamed that this Leray Lieutenant General would ignore his own status and the time and place, to express his anger in such a vulgar, street thug-like manner.

Watching Fatty’s cold face, a chill surged from Kedun’s heart to the top of his head. At that moment, he had lost the sense of security of being surrounded by countless allies’ officers and scientists. He didn’t doubt that any further provocation on his part would lead Fatty to tear him to shreds without hesitation.

The silent gazes from all sides, and the terrifying eyes of those bandit army officers behind Fatty, made Kedun realize that no one could save him. Maybe Fatty would be held accountable afterward, but at that moment, he was merely a grasshopper in Fatty’s hand. Life ultimately was his own. Stimulated by Fatty’s murderous aura, Kedun immediately regretted it.

"...What do you want?" Kedun stammered, his facial expression and tone more like a plea than a question.

Fatty disdainfully tossed Kedun aside, turned to face Barbara with an inscrutable gaze, and said coldly, "Aren’t you feeling unconvinced? Don’t you want to see engines more advanced than yours?"

Fatty spun around in place, his gaze softened when it met the three Chuckna Generals: Feng Zhi, Lakelif, and Sunx Nanxi. When meeting Tatania Admiral Schutzman, Admiral Puditok Hurst, and Silliac Federation Admiral Houseni, who expressed the most goodwill to the bandit army, he nodded lightly.

For some reason, when Fatty looked at them, the Admirals felt their hearts involuntarily skip a beat.

They understood that Fatty was expressing gratitude towards those with the clearest stance. And at this moment, such a gesture was extremely unusual. Clearly, everything Fatty was about to demonstrate was closely related to them.

"Markovich," Fatty shouted.

"Yes!" With understanding, Markovich saluted and turned away, running towards the outside of the observation room.

"I have to admit," Fatty walked to the control console of the data center amid everyone’s gaze, looked up at the computer screen of the data center, and smirked, "The Thunderbolt Mecha is already the pinnacle of Fei Alliance Army’s armored power. It possesses almost perfect data... Look at this red line, how striking, how beautiful."

"However..." Fatty changed the topic, pointed a few spots above each system test data lightly with his finger, and then gently lifted the line, causing the red line in the light screen to rise like a physical entity, hanging over the few points Fatty just touched, forming a new data line. Like a red dragon soaring through clouds and mists.

"What if I say, the true power of Thunderbolt should, and can reach this level, what would everyone think?" Fatty’s fingers lightly tapped on the data console, leisurely saying, "Isn’t this red line much more beautiful than before?!"

The entire observation room instantly exploded.

"Engine power increased by sixty-two percent, energy efficiency boosted by thirty-five percent, strength transmission enhanced by eighty-three percent, speed increased by thirty-eight percent... Mech Knight survival rate improved by two hundred percent?!" A Feiyang Scientist closest to Fatty stared at the new data line with a pale face and exclaimed loudly, "That’s impossible!"

"Idiot!" Kedun wiped the spit off his face, sneering at the screen, contemptuously muttering.

Amid the unsettled crowd, Barbara and the various countries’ generals exchanged glances, remaining silent. The scientists, however, were noisy with various expressions.

Perhaps Fatty’s words were just too incredible, even Blatt and Fei Ouwen, standing behind him, exchanged worried and shocked glances.

They had just rushed to Hanjing from various places. It was their first day joining the bandit army today.

They knew a lot, yet also so little, about this army that carried all of the Leray people’s hopes. They knew Fatty single-handedly conquered Mars as a rear base. They also knew the bandit army had tens of thousands of Level 9 and Level 10 Mech Knights, and the bandit army already possessed a Space Navy equivalent to eight A-level fleets.

They believed this army would lead Leray to freedom and prosperity like the Leray ancestors three hundred years ago. They also believed Fatty, who had created one miracle after another, would create more, bigger miracles.

However, fighting wars and conducting scientific research were different matters. No matter what, they couldn’t believe that Fatty held technology more advanced than the Twelfth Generation Thunderbolt Mecha, developed by the combined strength of the entire Fei Alliance, allowing Thunderbolt’s various benchmark data to increase so dramatically.