Destiny Mission of game 'Star Ring'-Chapter 1606 - 1278: Duel 5

"There shouldn’t be much of a problem, but speaking of which, Krisia seems unlucky, bumped into the strongest master of the Mechanical Empire, a Vice Admiral."

Su Mo looked at the matchup table and said playfully.

"There’s nothing interesting in that. With a power gap that big in such matches, there’s nothing to gain."

The Creator-Devourer replied disdainfully.

"True, let’s not talk about that, time to head back."

Su Mo nodded in agreement.

Not long after, Su Mo returned to the reserve hangar at the arena.

Upon entering the hangar, Su Mo felt a heavy atmosphere, both the Imperial Army and the Alliance looked very displeased.

Originally, it was thought that they could make it to the final with one or two competitors, but unexpectedly, the Immortal Empire took all the slots.

Su Mo casually walked towards his private hangar.

Along the way, he heard a lot of discussions.

"The Immortal Empire entered the qualifiers with three slots, do you think they have a chance to win the championship?"

"Probably no chance, although the Mechanical Empire has fewer slots, they’re not pushovers."

"True."

...

At this moment, Su Mo’s bracelet vibrated, displaying a notification.

"Dear Colonel Su Mo, you have a permission request message."

Su Mo instinctively opened the request message, finding out it was a request from Dr. Zhang Wei. Since the battle on Wang Hai’s side ended, he now wants to move all maintenance equipment into Su Mo’s private hangar.

"Agree!"

Su Mo clicked once.

"Authorization granted."

...

Shortly after, when Su Mo arrived at his private hangar, he saw Zhang Wei directing subordinates to transport equipment.

"Multi-functional line adapter, place it over there."

...

"Dr. Zhang Wei."

Su Mo stepped forward to greet.

Zhang Wei turned to look at Su Mo, revealing a tired smile, and said, "Su Mo, it’s truly up to you next. Wang Hai and Shiris have both been defeated."

"Well, I’ll do my best."

Su Mo also felt immense pressure.

"But don’t put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best. You can also trust the performance of Divine Guard-Mod, the firepower of pure mechanical mechas largely depends on the loaded ammunition. There were restrictions in earlier matches, so they were relatively disadvantaged, but the later qualifiers won’t have these restrictions."

Zhang Wei thought for a moment and said to Su Mo.

"Okay."

Su Mo nodded.

At this moment, Wang Hai and Shiris entered as well.

"Wang Hai, Shiris."

Su Mo immediately noticed them and waved to greet them.

Both walked up to Su Mo, took a deep breath, and spoke with self-reproach.

"Sorry, we still lost. In the later qualifiers, it’s really up to you alone."

"Indeed! It’s a shame we can’t fight alongside you until the end."

"It’s okay, I can see you did your best, leave the rest to me."

Su Mo patted both their shoulders.

"Okay."

...

At night, Su Mo lay on his bed and opened the Star Ring Forum.

He found his private inbox flooded with messages.

He was slightly surprised and immediately opened it!

Messages popped up one after another.

President of Alles Council: Su Mo, keep it up, now you’re the only one selected, the future of the Federation rests on you.

Long Ming: Haha, long time no see, it seems you’re still consistently full of surprises. Waiting for you to grab a spot among the Royal Order of Twelve Knights, then we’ll celebrate for you, good luck!

Mo Baoke: Good luck bro, you will definitely be invincible. I secretly tell you, I’ve bet on your victory, bro, you wouldn’t have the heart to let me lose everything, right?

Lin Yaotian: Just do your best, I believe in you.

Li Ruiqi: Keep it up, we’re with you.

Augustus: I believe in you, you’re surely able to create new miracles.

...

Su Mo read through these private messages, feeling quite warm inside.

Moments later, after reading the messages, Su Mo closed the inbox and browsed the posts.

He instantly saw a cheer post the Federation started for him, with tens of millions leaving supportive comments.

Su Mo felt quite spirited all at once, took a deep breath, and continued browsing the forum.

Today the forum was exceptionally lively, basically discussing the league, and the three consecutive wins by the Immortal Empire naturally became a hot topic.

"The Immortal Empire is so powerful."

"They’re indeed strong, but that’s about it. They can reluctantly surpass Sith but aren’t necessarily so impressive."

"True, actually I still favor the players from the Mechanical Empire."

"They’re not even in the same league, nothing interesting. Moreover, tomorrow’s opening battle is the real spectacle, Mechanical Empire VS Laurel Kingdom, they’re truly destined foes. Plus, the Icaroya City Lord is presiding over the match, under such circumstances, even just to compete in front of Lord of Icaroya, both sides would fight fiercely!"

"Makes sense, I think so too."

...

Su Mo seeing this had to agree with the analysis of these spectators.

He glanced at the betting data for Luo Qi VS An Yin.

The result of the data made him take a cold breath.

17.2 trillion Star Coins VS 16.8 trillion Star Coins

The bets on both sides were roughly equal,

"Who are you planning to bet on?"

The Creator-Devourer asked deeply, it smartened up this time, not giving opinions.

The main reason is it misjudged before, a mistake once is forgiveable, but what if it misjudges again?

"Can’t decide."

Su Mo shook his head, replied with difficulty.

Betting on this one is really hard, if it goes badly, losing would be a disaster.

"Hmm, so you plan not to bet?"

The Creator-Devourer sensed Su Mo’s reluctance.

"Yeah, not doing anything uncertain, let’s watch a match first."

Su Mo wisely made the decision, once you make a misstep in such a bet, there’s no chance. He’s not a gambler, at most an opportunist.

When the benefits and risks aren’t proportional, there’s no need to act.

"Suit yourself."

The Creator didn’t persuade further.

"Let’s not talk about that, I’ll book a ticket, just in case there are none later."

Su Mo proceeded to make the reservation.

Unexpectedly smoothly, he got the ticket.

...

Next morning.

Su Mo got up early, grabbed a bread to bite, and left the hotel.

He casually hailed a flying vehicle, hurriedly rushing to the observation deck.

The Creator-Devourer spoke to Su Mo.

"Why the rush?"

"Wouldn’t you be? Today’s crowd for spectating will surely be large, going early picks better spots, makes watching more comfortable. Plus, observing opponents is easier; every match now is crucial, they’re my future opponents."

Su Mo explained to the Creator-Devourer.

"Hmm."

The Creator-Devourer listened, saying nothing more.