"Damn it …"
Every word on the forum was like a burning nail that stung Meng Lichuan's eyes, pierced through her chest, and burned her palms.
She did not necessarily believe in the logic that the teeth would be interdependent without the lips.
But her natural-born stubbornness made her unable to tolerate failure, especially when she failed in such a cowardly manner in the very first strategic deduction that she participated in as a representative of the Moon Devil Squad.
Beep! Beep!
The cooldown was over. She could join the battle again.
Taking a deep breath and focusing her mind and soul, Meng Lichuan sank into the nerval interaction fluids again. But when she closed her eyes, she saw a series of colorful streams of data. She entered the strategic deduction again.
This time, she was playing the role of a senior advisor of a reinforcement fleet. She was still responsible for transporting the fuel, ammunition, and space shuttles to where they were most needed in the frontline. If possible, she would also drag the damaged starships and the wounded back for emergency maintenance in the large maintenance fortresses in the rear. At least fifty percent of their combat ability would be recovered.
For a moment, the torrents of data, the swirls of information, and the meteor shower made of all kinds of equations, diagrams, and curves smashed into her head overwhelmingly.
In such an expert-level strategic deduction, there were barely any scenes that the general audience liked to see such as starships bombarding each other in battle lines, space shuttles and Crystal Suits fighting bloody battles, and Colossi disemboweling each other unstoppably. The war was simplified, or rather, restored to its original appearance. Countless cold data were changing, and every data represented a starship or thousands of lives. The disappearance of data was even more insignificant than the annihilation of chess pieces. Meng Lichuan had to be as ruthless as possible and not consider the meaning behind the numbers or the chess pieces while sending them to the places where they were supposed to die as precisely as possible.
It was not an easy job.
The pressure on her shoulders was even greater than that of the real advisors and commanders of the space fleets.
In a real space war, she would never be allowed to grasp so much data and deploy so many starships on her own. A lot of advisors, captains, and commanders of all levels would share the pressure for her. All she needed to do was to be a simple screw.
But here, Meng Lichuan had to process hundreds of messages every second to precisely distribute the last batch of supplies of the Union Army to the battlefront that needed them the most.
It was good that she had data to process. Most of the time, when the enemy launched high-intensity spirit energy magnetic field interference and cut off all her sources of data, she was like a blind person riding a blind horse on a cliff. She could only rely on her intuition, talent, and a little bit of luck to decide where to place the resources.
Under the double impact of the huge load of calculations and the mental pressure that was like a flood, in just half an hour, Meng Lichuan's brain once again broke through the limits of fatigue and reached the brink of collapse.
In a trance, she could no longer tell whether she was in a virtual strategic simulation or in a real battlefield where she watched her fleet fall into the abyss of destruction.
The lines of boring data and intricate diagrams all turned into vivid illusions.
Meng Lichuan seemed to see countless starships of the Federation on fire at the edge of the Empyreal Terminus Sector, turning into shrieking butterflies.
She also seemed to see bleeding wounds being torn apart in the dark space, and more, faster, and fiercer starships of the Holy League crossed the wormholes and arrived above their heads.
Under the disturbance of the stellar radiation, the invisible light waves shot out of the cannons of the two parties emitted both glamorous and terrifying colors. The rays of light interweaved, twisted, and intertwined, as if countless mottled and brilliant snakes had suddenly appeared in the sea of stars and were biting and swallowing each other.
The snakes that represented the Federation, on the other hand, were uncontrollably swallowed by the snakes that represented the Holy League bit by bit.
"No. Absolutely not!"
Meng Lichuan gritted her teeth. There was no telling where the strength burst out, but her computational ability was improved by five times all of a sudden. Every supply starship under her command was like her nerve endings that were projected precisely and perfectly by her.
In the battle line that she was in charge of, the firepower output of the Union Army was doubled all of a sudden, burning countless starships of the Holy League in the glorious ocean of fire. Many seasoned members were all sending 'compliments' to the newcomer in the communication channel.
It was a pity that in the magnificent competition of almost a million starships, the strength of an individual was insignificant after all. However valiant Meng Lichuan's battle line was, it was impossible for her to reverse the decline of the other dozens of battle lines.
Besides, one could not make bricks without straw. After Meng Lichuan used up the last batch of assets, and all the supply starships under her command turned into empty cans, she was completely at her wit's end!
"Lichuan, your brainwaves are not in the right range. Quit now. Quit the strategic simulation now!"
Vaguely, Meng Lichuan heard a voice calling her anxiously next to her ears.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it! How could we lose? This deduction was completely messed up, messed up!"
Meng Lichuan's eyes were bloodshot. Ignoring the warning next to her ears, she stared at the nonexistent fleet of the Holy League through the chaotic data.
"Lichuan, you are about to be mentally deranged. Quit now! Now!"
The voice continued shouting.
What Meng Lichuan heard, however, was the mockery, mockery, shrieks, and frustrated sighs on the forum.
"Bullsh * t. We will not fail. I will not surrender just like that!"
Meng Lichuan gritted her teeth. Her every brain cell was boiling, burning, and exploding.
"Force to quit! Force to quit!"
The voice next to her ears shrieked.
The data before Meng Lichuan's eyes bounced crazily, indicating that a fleet of the Holy League had discovered her tiny supply fleet.
The acceleration and turning agility of the enemy's warship were much higher than that of her carrier. She had nowhere to run.
Meng Lichuan sniffed. Without any hesitation, she maneuvered the supply fleet under her command into a head-on battle formation. However, because of the settings of the directors, the 'morale' and the 'commanding ability' of her fleet had hit rock bottom. It was barely possible for her to take the stance of 'dying together with the enemy'.
Therefore, before she was ready to 'die generously', the enemy had already charged into her fleet like a hungry tiger lunging at a sheep. The data before Meng Lichuan's eyes turned into glittering shooting stars one after another. The shooting stars congregated into a cluster of bleak brightness, completely suffocating her soul. She passed out quickly before she finished cursing.
…
Meng Lichuan had the deepest sleep of her life.
She also had the most horrible and absurd nightmares.
Most of the nightmares were related to space battles. She felt that she was mired in a sticky swamp that was full of grease. Then, the grease was ignited, and she could only watch her and her companions' heads burning furiously.
Such nightmares repeated too many times before Meng Lichuan finally managed to open her crimson eyes. She stared at the ceiling for a long time before she finally confirmed that she was awake.
But she still had a splitting headache, as if someone had split open her head and stuffed a starship into it.
The smell of disinfectant floating in the air and the beeping of the monitoring devices next to her confirmed that she was lying in a medical cabin in the hospital.
A long time must have passed. It was so long that she did not remember what she had been doing 'a moment ago' until she thought hard for a long time.
"Game. I was having a game!"
Meng Lichuan's heart tightened. She sat up abruptly, feeling that the world was swirling. The starship in her head opened fire brutally and smashed her back down heavily. Her ears were ringing, and she was seeing stars.
"Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing? Do you want to lie in bed for another three days and three nights?"
A round, somewhat 'naïve' face appeared on the top of the medical cabin and looked at her with a smile.
"Sister Taozi!"
Meng Lichuan blushed and greeted her in embarrassment.
'Sister Taozi' was named Jiang Baitao. She was a first-string member of Team Moon Devil and a senior who had introduced Meng Lichuan to the team. According to the rules of the world of Cultivators, she was her 'guide'. Naturally, the two of them were quite close.
"My head hurts. What — what happened to me, Sister Taozi?"
Meng Lichuan rubbed her temples and took a few deep breaths. "Game. We are still having a game. Why are you out?"
"There's a bad news and a good news."
Jiang Baitao smiled. "The bad news is that you activated your brain cells without caring about anything and boosted your computational ability so crazily that your cerebral vessels almost exploded. You were caught in the most serious mental derangement and have been lying in the hospital for three days and three nights. You are truly a reckless girl.
"The good news is that you were 'almost' mentally deranged, but it didn't mean that you were mentally deranged. Not only will there be no sequela, you even made a breakthrough in the middle of the battle and leveled up quite a few times without you noticing it! Of course, the specific status of your brain will only be known after a series of tests. We'll talk about it after you recover!
"All in all, your performance three days ago was truly 'shocking'. Right now, the entire Strategy Deduction Center knows that such a reckless girl exists. Not only have a lot of experts in the Dim Moon Fund retrieved your files and are eager to train you, even the military, the Glorious Sunlight Group, and the major sects are interested in you. They think that you have infinite potential and are trying to recruit you. Hey, hey, hey. You won't leave 'Sister Taozi' who has been so nice to you, will you?"
"Ah …"
Meng Lichuan was somewhat embarrassed. Her cheeks were slightly red.
If it were in the past, such good news would've been enough for her to dance and dance in joy.
However, after the gory battle in space, she suddenly did not care much about the level of an individual.
"Is the game … over?"
Looking at Jiang Baitao's casual and joyful face, Meng Lichuan suddenly had a glimmer of hope. "Did we miraculously reverse the situation at the last moment and … won?"
"Reverse my ass! We've already fought until we've run out of ammunition and food, and we've been completely annihilated. How are we supposed to win? Of course we've lost. We've suffered a crushing defeat, a crushing defeat! This is the biggest defeat that our 'Moon Demon Battle Squad' has ever suffered in the past dozen years that we've been fighting against the 'Blood Shadow Battle Squad'.
Jiang Baitao declared straightforwardly.
"Huh?"
Confused, Meng Lichuan mumbled, "Failed. We've failed. Then … Then, why does Sister Taozi feel so relieved and even happy?"
"Happy?"
Jiang Baitao rubbed her fat face and grimaced. "Perhaps because she can't help but feel happy that you've woken up safe and sound."
"What's the use of me waking up now? We've failed after all. We must've been cursed on the forums to death, right?"
Meng Lichuan said gloomily, "There's also the opinion poll. What's the number of people who support the proposal? 20%？ 10%？ Are there no more than 5% left? "
"Well, about that …"
Jiang Baitao's face suddenly turned weird. She coughed and said, "According to the comprehensive opinion poll of the three authoritative forums, 68% of the people support the proposal, 17% are unsure, and only 15% believe that we should consider carefully. Also, as time goes by, the number of people who support the proposal is still increasing."
"What?"
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