Chapter 190: State of Mind

But Yang Bo didn’t stop. Who cares? After all, it’s not his account, so he just messed around.

Loaded with shockwave bombs all over, Yang Bo searched again without giving up, finding no more bombs.

“Whatever. If there aren’t any, there aren’t any.” Yang Bo felt a little disappointed.

At this moment, on the warship, the Female Captain seemed to recall something.

She thought back for a moment and remembered the scene of the mecha jumping from one roof to another.

In a certain mecha game, a prominent player had once done a similar leap from one mountain to another.

When she landed on the planet back then, while sitting inside her mecha, the opponent had controlled their mecha to leap from mountain to mountain too.

“How interesting.” The Female Captain smiled slightly as she recalled those three images of the mecha’s trajectory and movements.

When Yang Bo disguised himself as warship personnel on Green Demon Planet, the Female Captain had ridden in Yang Bo’s mecha.

After returning to the warship, the Female Captain was about to send someone to pick up Yang Bo, but surprisingly, Yang Bo went straight into the Underground World.

Doesn’t this obviously indicate something’s wrong?

Later, after checking the armor number, it turned out this soldier had been on their warship the whole time, and never was on Green Demon Planet.

The Female Captain kept this to herself, secretly investigating him, but found no leads.

Even without evidence, humans connect unrelated information in their minds, forming a seemingly plausible chain of reasoning.

Even with the Alliance’s advanced tech, investigations still rely primarily on people.

After all, sometimes during investigations, someone just glances at another person and knows they’re a suspect, while systems that prioritize logical evidence can’t make such judgments.

This is a mental leap no Intelligent System possesses, which is why the Alliance still uses human investigators in major cases.

“Pado Planet, Transport Ship, Warship, March Planet.” The Female Captain silently connected another set of dots in her mind.

“I need to change some habits.” Yang Bo scolded himself, reminding himself to chill out around bombs in the future.

After leaving the Ammunition Depot, Yang Bo glanced back at it, then walked over to the operating system. The system here could be controlled by mechas since many things needed their assistance for transport.

After closing the Ammunition Depot door, Yang Bo haphazardly input several passwords, which locked the system.

Then, he pulled out his energy weapon and hacked away at the operating system’s panel.

“Beautiful!”

“Nicely done.”

“This guy’s careful.”

The military leaders watching Yang Bo’s actions breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the ammo didn’t spread, the situation wouldn’t get worse.

The Colonel, standing nearby, muttered, “Who said earlier that the guy acts recklessly?”

Cautiously guiding the mecha, Yang Bo followed the safety corridor signs.

The military base was in chaos because Yang Bo had destroyed the main energy system, leaving no backup for the surrounding defense cannons.

Some impatient Game Players looked up and noticed that the defense cannons weren’t moving.

They cautiously peeked half their mecha bodies out, finding no response.

One daring player charged forward, confirming no reaction from the cannons.

Seeing this, others immediately rushed forward. After all, the first guy had already made the move.

However, some defense cannons at the base had backup energy systems.

In no time, at least dozens, if not hundreds of mechas, swarmed into the base.

Players who had been suppressed for a while frenziedly charged at the opposition.

As Yang Bo walked through the equipment layer, he spotted any machine he liked, swinging the mecha weapon and wrecking it.

With no energy support, the underground transportation network had come to a standstill.

The military base’s transport systems were separate from the civilian ones.

When Yang Bo reached the upper level, the lights there were dim, with red lights flickering.

In another area, a large protective door, about tens of meters long, had opened.

“Did these guys escape through here?” Yang Bo looked at the tracks on the ground, puzzled. Behind the door was a long tunnel, part of the underground high-speed passage.

Yang Bo hesitated—should he chase them or not? On one hand, he wasn’t sure how many opponents there were. On the other hand, he didn’t know how many mechas or what kind of vehicles they had. Then Yang Bo turned to look at another direction—there was a row of warehouses, all the doors shut.

The military immediately issued orders to intercept, anticipating that if these people entered the city’s underground network, things would get even more complicated.

Yang Bo, seeing the warehouses, shook his head, then prepared to move up to the next level.

Just as he stepped onto the staircase, Yang Bo sensed something was off, and stopped the mecha.

Yang Bo controlled the mecha, heading back down.

Carefully surveying the level again, the more Yang Bo looked, the stranger it felt.

“What is it that doesn’t feel right?” Yang Bo continued to feel more unsettled as he looked around.

As Yang Bo wandered around in his mecha, the military personnel watching grew curious.

“What has this guy discovered?”

“There’s nothing wrong with the scene though.”

“He’s not seriously thinking of chasing them, is he?” the military top brass whispered.

After another stroll, Yang Bo finally figured out what was wrong—the warehouse doors shouldn’t be closed.

Didn’t the Ammunition Depot doors down below stay wide open? These people occupied this place, so they’d definitely check what’s inside the warehouses, right? Even if they were about to flee, they’d open the warehouses. Whether it’s useful or not, the doors should be open.

If it’s valuable, they would’ve taken it. If not, the doors would still be open.

Taking out his mecha weapon, he slashed the warehouse door open. Though sturdy, it wasn’t made with the same armor used for warships.

Slowly opening the door, Yang Bo became dumbfounded at what he saw inside.

There were people—hundreds of them, at least five or six hundred.

Judging by their clothes, they didn’t look like Red Earl’s men.

The people in the warehouse heard the commotion and then saw a mecha. The mecha was holding a long mecha weapon in one hand and a bomb in the other.

Even though the mecha bore the Alliance’s insignia, the people inside couldn’t be sure who was controlling it.

“They’re hostages!”

“The hostages have been found!” The military quickly confirmed through facial recognition that the people inside were hostages, and they became ecstatic.