185: Chapter 185 They Suddenly Learned to Be Quiet 185: Chapter 185 They Suddenly Learned to Be Quiet Li Mumu looked at the massive warship that emerged quietly from the darkness in shock.
She had no mental preparation whatsoever.
Her plan to report to the authorities through the channel of Guiding Bodhisattva had been interrupted by Li Ya, and she had already braced herself for a lone battle to destroy the Olympus.
There was no time to wait until she reached shore.
The moment the next month’s eclipse occurred, the monsters aboard the Olympus would travel to the Real World, replacing the passengers on the Cosmos.
The ocean journey was long and arduous, and she had no clue where the Cosmos was currently sailing.
I don’t even know where I am, so even if I notify and alert others, what could they possibly do?
However, at this very moment, when she was ready to play her last card and strike at the death, reinforcements unexpectedly arrived.
Seeing the ferocious iron beast charging straight at her, Li Mumu was dumbfounded, her mind a blank.
How much would a model of this thing sell for?
It’s freaking awesome!
Steel, heavy like a mountain, with rows of neatly lined rivets, floated on the vast ocean as if it were as light as goose feathers.
When the slender gun barrels slowly turned and unleashed roars of death, the whole world trembled.
Which man could resist the romance of such industrial marvels?
Girls can’t resist it either!
A sudden tremor beneath her feet flung Li Mumu off the deck, and she crashed down several meters away, nearly falling overboard.
Even so, Li Mumu was joyfully carefree.
The warship opposite had opened fire.
It didn’t care about any maritime laws, innocent civilians, or whether there were weapons involved—that bullshit didn’t matter.
In this strange Outer Dimension, it was impossible to encounter any normal people anyway.
The cannons of unknown caliber furiously bombarded the Olympus, and the violent explosions almost instantaneously broke the defenseless cruise ship in half.
“Li Mumu, have you lost your mind!”
Wendy emerged from nowhere, seizing her in a panic.
“We have to go now!”
“Wait, let me take one more look!”
Li Mumu thought, my reinforcements are here, what do I have to fear?
As for why this warship could enter the Outer Dimension at such an opportune time, accurately cutting into less than a hundred meters away from the Olympus…
A bold guess arose in Li Mumu’s heart.
It wasn’t a matter of whether she could send a message in time or not—looking at for the situation, it was obvious that the authorities had prepared a response plan in advance.
Otherwise, how could such a huge warship coincidentally appear on this particular route?
There was no such fortune in the first cycle.
Unless…
I’m not the only one who experienced Time-Space Retrospection?
Or is it possible that I am just an incidental product of Time-Space Retrospection?
Or perhaps, if we think even broader, could it be that this Time-Space Retrospection was artificially triggered?
Of course, there are other possibilities.
For example, if I can communicate with Wendy from the past and the future, could my fellow disciple, Zuo Yan, communicate with others from the past?
The main reason ordinary people can’t understand the rules of this world is that their inherent ideas are obstructing them.
To uncover the truth of this world, the first premise that must be understood is the instability of time and space.
Past, present, future—all one entity.
But if this hypothesis holds true, how do we resolve the grandfather paradox?
Li Mumu was still mentally absorbed in academic research, while Wendy was already panicking and at a loss for what to do.
“Let’s go!
What are you staring for?
If you don’t move, I’m going to make a run for it!”
Li Mumu was about to ask what she was panicking about when she suddenly realized.
In Wendy’s heart, the impression of the military was different from her own.
This wasn’t Wendy’s problem, but her own.
Her unconditional trust in her nation and its military from the future era might not necessarily apply to this time period.
The legions under that woman were notoriously infamous in the world history written by Foreigners, a presence so vile that not even the Legendary Piercer from the past could compare.
Any random officer of regimental level could serve as the final evil boss in a game.
Of course, it wasn’t just the Foreigners; many people at home couldn’t accept it either, feeling that it lacked the demeanor of a righteous and benevolent army, that it wasn’t civilized, nor dignified enough.
As for what situation this world line was in now, I had no idea!
Although the people she met after returning to her country were all very kind, when it came to issues involving the military, Li Mumu couldn’t guarantee anything.
Wendy was right, better to preserve the green mountains…
Just as the thought of retreat sprouted in her heart, and she was preparing to make a run for it yet hadn’t started to move, the whistling sound of death rose again.
A colossal shockwave swept over, and Li Mumu instinctively crouched and covered her head, only to find it completely ineffective as she and Wendy were both sent flying to the edge of the ship’s gunwale.
An oddly shaped object, somewhat resembling a torpedo or a submarine, crashed onto the deck at the bow of the Olympus with a thunderous bang.
Amidst the billowing white steam, the sealed deck, or rather the hatch, automatically detached and fell away, as a metallic hand emerged from within.
It was a giant.
Li Mumu strained her neck and widened her eyes to finally make out the appearance of the arrival.
He was nearly four meters tall, clad in pitch-black metallic armor.
As he moved, the sounds of gears meshing and armor plates clashing echoed from his body.
Oh!
Heavenly Armor!
Li Mumu was suddenly thrilled as this was an antique she would have only seen in museums and cartoons in her era.
Unlike the modular cybernetic armor equipped by the Central Guards in her time, the mecha before her clearly adhered to the design schemes of the Former Dynasty, resembling an ancient general and using very primitive Yuan-Qi Furnace power technology.
That is, the large backpack it carried on its back, with two fans intermittently spewing jets of white steam, was actually powered by two Eight Trigram Yuan-Qi Furnaces, providing the full-body power for the entire mecha and supporting the Protective Array.
I know this old thing all too well.
To make a one-to-one scale replica to bring to the comic convention, I spent an entire year’s New Year’s money and allowance!
Li Mumu’s eyes brimmed with excited tears.
After being back in this era for so long, I’ve finally seen a familiar face.
The Heavenly Armor stopped in its tracks, turned its head, and cast its gaze toward the two quivering girls huddled together at the edge of the deck.
A mechanical hand appeared in front of Li Mumu.
“Young girl!”
An aged but still robust and commanding voice emanated from within the mecha.
“Come behind me.”
Li Mumu nodded vigorously, knowing as soon as she heard those words that all her efforts along the way had not been in vain.
She had finally come home.
The Heavenly Armor slowly drew the huge sword from its back, akin to a house beam, and with a casual flick, flames blazed along the blade, instantly illuminating the boundless night.
Behind it, the colossal warship sounded its horn, and all its cannons neatly rotated, targeting the hull of the Olympus.
Under the threat of the big guns of this mighty ship, the various monsters and demons on the Olympus fell silent, like chickens whose necks had been wrung.
Even the Throne Knight, who had the bloodline of Titan Giants, dared not casually reveal his imposing stature.
The Heavenly Armor moved forward, and a hoarse chuckle sounded from inside the mecha.
“Let’s see what mess you’ve gotten yourselves into.”