MM Racing Page 103
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A dazzling, solid golden light burst forth, projecting a clear holographic image into the air.
The image shows the league chairman's face, which is tired but still resolute.
"Lin Che".
The chairman's voice came through the electricity, without any pleasantries, carrying an unquestionable decisiveness.
"I formally invite you to join the core members of the Dragon's Spine as a 'Special Advisor' to travel to the other side of the [Celestial Rift]."
These words struck Lin Che like a heavy hammer blow.
His breathing hitched for a moment.
invite?
Special consultant?
The chairman gave him no time to think or digest the information before directly revealing the deeper reasons, his deep eyes seemingly able to see through everything.
“We know this demand is extremely dangerous, even bordering on unreasonable.”
"But according to the intelligence department's final analysis, your Shiny Daewoo named 'Zhixing' is currently the only Pokémon known to humankind that can directly analyze extradimensional energy and even stabilize spatial structures in a short period of time."
Every word the chairman spoke resonated deeply in Lin Che's heart.
"Its existence is absolutely crucial to the success of the 'Dawn' plan and the safe return of the advance team."
"Therefore, we need your strength."
A profound sense of trust.
An inescapable responsibility.
Lin Che subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhixing, who was perched on his shoulder, curiously fiddling with the golden beam of light using his telekinesis. A pure and innocent light shone in those huge, colorful eyes.
Is it... the key?
All my previous self-doubt and considerations about my qualifications were shattered at this moment.
This was not a selection based on military achievements or prestige.
This is a recruitment based on uniqueness and irreplaceability.
Lin Che slowly straightened his back, the blood in his chest began to rush faster, dispelling all the shock and confusion, leaving only a burning desire to rush to the battlefield.
He looked up and met the chairman's pressure-filled eyes in the holographic image.
His answer was resolute.
"I accept the mission!"
Half an hour later.
Under the night sky on the outskirts of Shanghai.
Lin Che, his mentor, and several other core members of the "Dragon's Spine" who had urgently gathered from all over China had assembled.
They sat astride their respective flying mounts: Dragonite, Salamence, Charizard... each a powerful being standing at the top of the food chain.
Without any further communication, a single glance is worth a thousand words.
"set off!"
At the instructor's command, several enormous figures soared into the sky, tearing through the blood-stained night, and sped off in one direction.
Their target was the temporary military base that rose from the ground directly below the "Sky Gap," illuminated by countless searchlights and heavily fortified with troops.
In a room at a luxury hotel in the Carlos region.
Night light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating Lin Che's young yet resolute face.
The tactical tablet in front of him had a flashing screen displaying top-secret information about the Irondumbbell race from the "Dragon's Spine" internal database.
As lines of data scrolled by, each one represented the presence of a powerful steel-type clan.
Metagross.
Once the name appeared in his mind, he could never erase it.
His fingertips tapped lightly on the table, but his gaze involuntarily drifted towards the window.
The information about the [Fragment of the Vajra Jade Soul] reminded him of the Alliance Chairman's indestructible, shimmering Metagross monster.
It also reminded him of that perilous expedition that would be recorded in human history, a journey fraught with peril.
The outer shell of that aircraft was made from a special alloy fused with the body tissue of the Chairman's Glittering Metagross.
Thoughts flooded back to the moment that changed everything.
……
Temporary military base.
The air seemed to freeze, every speck of dust imbued with a chilling atmosphere.
There were no loud slogans here, only the crisp echo of metal clashing and the heavy breathing that was suppressed to the extreme.
A great battle is imminent.
These four words weigh heavily on everyone's heart.
Lin Che stood in the middle of the group, shoulder to shoulder with his mentor, the chairman of the alliance, and several core members of the "Dragon's Spine" who had rushed to the aid from all corners of China.
They are the "Dawn" advance team.
A team of fewer than ten people, yet carrying the last hope of the entire world.
Everyone changed into specially made combat suits, a tight-fitting material that shimmered with a dark silver luster, felt cool to the touch, and contained a faint energy flow within to resist the direct erosion of spatial energy.
Lin Che inspected each Poké Ball on his waist one by one.
As his fingertips traced the cool sphere, he could feel the steady yet powerful life force of his sleeping companions within.
This gave him boundless courage.
Everything is ready.
The group remained silent as they boarded the specially designed aircraft that hovered quietly in the center of the base.
It is entirely silver-white, with smooth yet cold lines, exuding a futuristic technological aesthetic. But upon closer inspection, the surface of its metal shell has a peculiar texture, like that of a biological carapace.
The Chairman's Glittering Metagross.
The outer shell of this aircraft was actually fused with the body tissue of that champion-level Pokémon.
Inside its core drive bay, the data streams from several Polygon Z have transformed into visible blue light bands, illuminating the entire power system.
In theory, this spacecraft, named "Dawn," could resist the violent spatial erosion within the Ultimate Hole, which was capable of tearing everything apart, for a short period of time.
In theory.
Inside the base, all the staff stopped what they were doing, and a multitude of gazes, a mixture of worry, admiration, and anticipation, converged upon them.
Amidst countless stares, the engines of the "Dawn" emitted a deep roar.
The silver-white hull slowly rose into the air, and without the slightest hesitation, it headed straight into the huge rift in the sky that emitted an ominous and destructive light—the [Sky-Gap]!
"coming soon."
Lin Che's heart clenched.
The moment they entered the rift, an indescribable, terrifying tearing sensation swept over the entire aircraft from all directions!
"boom--!"
The ship emitted a tooth-grinding metallic groan, and everyone was pressed firmly into their seats, the intense overload making it feel as if their blood was being squeezed out of their veins.
All sounds and light from the outside world were completely swallowed up at this moment.
Absolute darkness.
Absolute silence.
Beyond the porthole, there was no longer the vast universe, but a bizarre and rapidly rushing turbulent flow of energy. It was a deathly tapestry woven from countless distorted colors and incomprehensible geometric shapes, where even the slightest wisp of energy could completely vaporize this tiny spacecraft.
The next second, it will be torn to shreds.
This thought exploded uncontrollably in everyone's mind.
"Warning! Warning! The outer shield's energy is rapidly decreasing! 91%...78%...62%..."
The piercing electronic alarm, like a death knell, relentlessly assaulted everyone's eardrums.
Inside the cockpit, a burst of red light illuminated the extremely tense expressions on everyone's faces, making them look like demons from hell.
The energy shield is being consumed far faster than the worst-case scenario predicted!
A close call!
Just as everyone's hearts sank to the bottom, Zhixing, who was standing next to Lin Che, suddenly lit up his huge, colorful eyes without warning.
That wasn't an ordinary psychic beam.
It was a brilliant, pure golden light, as if it contained the secrets of the beginning of the universe!
A powerful yet extremely pure psychic force spread out silently.
It did not choose to engage in a brutal confrontation with the raging energy storm.
That would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
This mental energy transformed into billions of golden threads, finer than a human hair, which probed into the extremely chaotic spatial structure surrounding the spacecraft at a speed beyond calculation.
It is like the most precise and calm surgical scalpel.
Anticipation.
Insight.
Before countless destructive energy bursts could form, the fleeting and most vulnerable structural node was precisely located.
Give it a flick.
Just a gentle nudge.
The turbulent energy flow, powerful enough to tear steel apart, was cleverly guided aside by an invisible force.
The turbulent spatial structure was forcibly straightened and stabilized.