「November 15th. The underground base of the Strategy Research Room.」
Inside the laboratory, a majestic white mecha brandished a dazzlingly bright Power Sword, slashing down into the empty air.
SQUELCH! The corpse of a Sound Hunter, sliced in half, materialized and dropped dead to the floor.
It hadn't been lured by a human, however, but by a scarecrow.
CHUNK—
The mecha's cockpit opened, and a long-haired girl of about sixteen or seventeen climbed out, her young face etched with fatigue.
After she stepped away, the white mecha dissolved into a streak of light and vanished.
The girl glanced at the Sound Hunter's corpse, her expression one of undisguised disgust, and quickly left the laboratory.
Dr. Zhang was standing at the door. When he saw the girl emerge, he smiled, handed her an energy drink, and held up his phone, which already had a message typed out: (Good work, Bai. Did a Communication Secret Scroll drop this time?)
