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    Yang Bo returned home without visiting Robert because Robert had no value to him anymore.

    The final outcome would definitely be death. Only the dead can keep secrets. The moment that guy stepped into the villa, his fate was sealed.

    “The more identities I juggle, the more complicated it gets. I’m not only the lord of Green Demon Planet, the Pirate Leader, but also an Grey Ash Organization informant. And if things go south, I even have the Red Earl’s Armor.” Yang Bo mused over his various roles while sipping a drink.

    “If I could hack into the entire planetary information network, finding anyone I needed would be so easy. Unfortunately, the mecha game uses spatial quantum communication, otherwise I’d already know who this Justice Gang guy is just by tracing the network.”

    “Maybe I can’t punch someone through the internet, but I could probably take control of their device and fry them to death.” At the thought, Yang Bo almost drooled, eager to start experimenting with the network invasion.

    Anyway, if it fails, it’s all on Robert. He’s just a low-level intelligence agent from the Grey Ash Organization. What does that have to do with a model citizen like me?

    Of course, if I succeed, Robert doesn’t get to walk away either.

    Right now, Yang Bo was waiting for the mecha game. If it was still remote-controlled, he’d use Robert’s identity to make a mess inside the game.

    If it wasn’t remote-controlled, Yang Bo planned to cause trouble right away, curious to see what it would look like to hack into a planet’s information network.

    The next morning, Yang Bo got up. He remembered there was still someone locked in the basement, but what was the problem? Superhumans could go ten days without food.

    After freshening up, he headed to the basement, fed his invisible mouse, then went back upstairs to make himself breakfast.

    He didn’t need to go to work this month. After finishing his meal, Yang Bo opened the mecha game and saw an email.

    “A team-based test?” Yang Bo read it carefully. It was a team battle in the mecha game’s beta test, requiring them to eliminate specified targets within a set time limit.

    “Kind of tricky, but it looks like it’s remote-controlled.” Yang Bo’s eyes lit up as he continued reading.

    In the team battle beta test, the goal was to eliminate marked enemy targets. These enemies had hostages, and if a hostage died, you’d lose a certain amount of game currency.

    If the enemy killed a hostage, you’d lose a set amount of game currency.

    If a player accidentally harmed a hostage, they’d also lose game currency.

    What’s game currency? It’s actually credits. If you have game currency in your account, you can transfer it to anyone by entering a credit account.

    This mecha game beta test was already causing outrage on the forums, with many people accusing the developers of being heartless.

    “There’s no way to rescue hostages without accidentally hurting them. What are the developers doing? This is clearly a money grab!”

    “You’re only talking about the attackers. Defenders have a huge advantage! I suggest alternating between attack and defense to make it fair.”

    “I also think the game should have multiple rounds where the roles switch between attack and defense. That way, no one gets the short end of the stick.”

    “What are you guys whining about? This is just a test. The full version will be fine after release.”

    “You’re the one talking nonsense! I almost went broke playing this game last time.”

    “You’re just being irresponsible! The developers make it clear before you play. You must have broken your mecha and didn’t pay up, so you got sued.”

    “I did get sued! And the compensation was way higher than what it would’ve cost to fix the mecha in the game!”

    “Sorry, dude, I’ve already made 2 million credits. Stop obsessing over fighting high-tier mutant beasts like those in categories B and C.”

    “Go after low-level mutant beasts with your abilities. That way, you’ll definitely make money, and the damage to your mecha will be minimal.”

    “Yeah, some guys wreck their mechas and don’t want to take responsibility. The game’s developers just take them to court. There’s no hiding unless they flee to some deserted planet.”

    Yang Bo scrolled through the forum, reading all kinds of comments, but there was no clear explanation about how the beta mode worked.

    “Looks like the military does want to stir things up. They’re even imposing fines. But I like it.” Yang Bo had plenty of game currency in his account, and he loved remote control games like this.

    “Recently, all mecha games have gone virtual instead of remote-controlled. Now when you damage a mecha, you don’t even have to pay for it.”

    Yang Bo continued browsing the forum, where Justice Gang members were still cursing him. He gritted his teeth in anger.

    “You guys just wait. I hope we’re not on the same planet. Otherwise, I’ll show you what door-to-door service is!” Yang Bo mumbled, angrily reporting all the accounts that had insulted him. Soon, their posts were deleted.

    The beta test was scheduled for 8 p.m., with a notification an hour before about what actions to take.

    While Yang Bo was surfing the forum and reporting accounts, Robert in the basement was on the verge of collapse.

    Robert calculated that more than ten hours had passed, but he hadn’t seen a single person, nor did he know who his captor was.

    “Is anybody there?”

    “Help!”

    “You’re violating Alliance law!”

    “I need food! I need to go to the bathroom!” Robert shouted, but apart from his own echo, there was no other response. There wasn’t even a toilet or any water in the room, only a small ventilation system and a light on the ceiling.

    If he still had his superpower, Robert might’ve taken a gamble, but unfortunately, there was a collar around his neck. Its only purpose was to suppress superpowers.

    When the collar was placed around his neck, it only took two or three minutes for the device to scan his complete biometrics.

    If he attempted to use his superpower and the collar detected it, it would generate a highly concentrated energy field.

    It would knock him out instantly, much like being microwaved.

    The human brain is a weakness, even for superhumans. That’s why their energy suits have helmets that completely seal them inside.

    At 7 p.m., Yang Bo opened the mecha game again, reading the latest details sent to his inbox about the beta test.

    “This seems easy enough.” Yang Bo looked it over, then packed his gear, activated invisibility, and headed out to Robert’s villa to cause some trouble in the game.

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