Chapter 3: In Good Company (2/2)

A silent blade that rose from below unhindered slashed the engulfer in half! In a flash, fresh blood and organs showered from above, splashing onto the rust-red soil below.

Ye Chong finally simmered down!

He looked up, and saw Mu Shang observing quietly some distance away. The engulfer was hung on a seven meters long titanium pole. Mu Shang’s strategy was simpler – Ye Chong positioned the mech right where one of the engulfers was escaping towards making the oblivious engulfer defenseless against Mu Shang’s lightning speed and accuracy.

Ye Chong waved at Mu Shang from afar. “Hey!”

He picked up the both parts of his severed engulfer!

Ye Chong boasted to the mech, obviously pleased. “Well? My skills are not bad after all!”

Mu Shang replied flatly, “A complete disappointment!”

Ye Chong did a double take. “What? A complete disappointment? Were you even watching?” To be criticized so mercilessly at something he took most pride in was not doing wonders to Ye Chong’s dignity.

Mu Shang did not ease up. “With the exception of mediocre battle skills, your flying skills, shooting skills and tactical accomplishments were extremely crude. Your experience in real battle is not assessable due to the lack of information!”

“No way!” Ye Chong’s eyes widened with a face of disbelief.

Mu Shang shrugged; the image of amusing eccentricity. “Of course, error in assessments stands at 0.3%.”

Ye Chong refused to give in. “You must be real jealous to bring me down like that!”

Mu Shang, “The possibility of that is nil!”

“Then it must be because my mech’s too old, haha! That must be it. One day I’ll give you a try!”

Mu Shang paused, and continued in an odd tone, “There were thirty one escape routes in the trash heaps, how did you know one of the engulfers would pass by where I was positioned?”

“Hehe, awesome right? It was instinct!” Ye Chong announced, pleased.

“Instinct?” Mu Shang’s bionic eyes glowed in response.

“Information insufficient, calculation is impossible!”

Ye Chong scoffed at that. “Calculate? If you can calculate it, then it wouldn’t be called instinct!”

Mu Shang replied calmly, “It is only an event with a small probability!”

“What? You’re saying it was a coincidence? Just luck? I’m telling you …” Ye Chong exclaimed in frenzy.

………

Two shadows stretched longer and longer under the setting star. The spire that was the Pulse Signal Relay Station near Ye Chong’s hideout could be seen from afar, like a landmark, showing the way home.