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Chapter 103 The Quiet Sit-In War of Life and Death
Chapter 103 The Quiet Sit-In War of Life and Death
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One day later.
Captain Luo knew the procedures of the Immortal Sect, and so did Meng Yu.
When the Minor World was attacked and contact was interrupted, the Death Squad would inevitably set out, and they had definitely arrived.
What Meng Yu could not determine was whether the Death Squad was deployed in full force or only in part, who had come, and what strategy they were employing?
Alright, he had encountered a turtle formation.
But that was just as well.
The fleeing crowd scattered in every direction, their eyes filled with hatred, their tears accompanied by wails, and the flames that soared into the sky.
Behind Meng Yu, the third factory was burning fiercely.
The Death Squad did not launch an attack but instead stopped at a certain location; however, it didn't matter, as the Star Industrial factory was not going anywhere.
The 9.2 billion refinement workshop, with its precision instruments, had been smashed to pieces.
The smithing workshop, which cost 12.3 billion to build, took three years and an immense amount of manpower and resources to complete, but it only took a bit of fire and some Fire Oil from a storage ring to reduce it to ashes within the Fiery Flames.
The large smelting factory, costing 23 billion to construct, was a bit more troublesome to destroy, requiring about ten swords to damage the pipelines and cut off the furnace body, letting the boiling molten iron automatically destroy everything and, upon cooling, solidify and consolidate everything together.
You're withholding my cultivation resources, aren't you?
You've frozen my personal bank account, haven't you?
Even you, damn Star Industrial, I had no disputes, no grudges against you, yet you inexplicably jump out to deal with me, an ordinary person. Well then, I'll help you save money!
I'll do it for you!
Some cursed in rage, some screamed in agony, some wept, and some died!
But Meng Yu did not care at all!
He was just a passerby; why should he care?
Back when that child had no choice but to commit suicide, how many people cared?
If you want to reason with people, you must show them your destructive power!
He had once been on a business trip to this planet and had admired the mighty power of industry here.
Sixteen factories, twenty-five bases, one by one destroyed, one by one burned, in five days' time, Meng Yu could demolish thirty years of construction!
As for the Death Squad, if the enemy doesn't move, I don't move. If you want to stay somewhere and construct a signal tower, go ahead and take your time.
Five days, right? At worst, I'll just leave then!
No rush, no rush!
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On the third day, with two days left until the completion of the signal tower.
"The eighth factory now!"
The representative of Star Industrial had gone deathly pale, looking at Captain Luo as if he were looking at his father's murderer.
"Luo Yonghui, you're doomed, not only you, but your family, friends, and even your parents and siblings will be killed! We've lost 626 billion, we've lost 626 billion!
Any five hundred of us could easily crush Meng Yu, but you, you keep avoiding battle, avoiding battle, avoiding battle!
What are you afraid of, you coward! I'm as good as dead, but you won't live either! When the time comes, I'll drag you and your whole family to hell with me!"
The representative of Star Industrial knew he was doomed!
He had once had a bright future, with an annual salary of 3.2 million that many envied, but he was clear about one thing—the money they gave him came with one condition: he had to step up when necessary!
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Even if it meant death, they had to charge!
If he did not charge, he would certainly die!
Captain Luo's decision was prudent, but there, the flames shot up to the sky!
Meng Yu had already destroyed eight factories and two bases, with losses totaling over sixty billion!
While they were cowering here like turtles, Meng Yu was rampaging over there, and each time the great fires blazed, it tore him apart!
Captain Luo's men looked at him coldly, but he, unafraid, sneered and drew his sword.
"Heh, Luo Yonghui, you're as good as dead. So are your brothers and sisters. No one will let you off. I'll go ahead, and down there, I'll wait for your entire family to die!"
His voice was hoarse beyond compare, the corners of his eyes had split open, and gripping his long sword, he charged into the snowstorm.
Yes, when the first factory began to burn, he had started to howl miserably!
And Captain Luo stood there, stunned, trying to say something, but he simply couldn't.
Anyone can talk big, count victories and losses, claim the advantage, he could find countless reasons to prove he was right.
But there was one thing he couldn't clarify—that was, why fifty Qi Refinement Practitioners were afraid of Meng Yu alone?
No matter how powerful Meng Yu was, could he withstand the combined attack of thirty people?
Yes, he knew his actions had been right, but now...
He looked at the comrades around him, including those brothers who had been through life and death with him, each and every one of their faces ashen, because they knew Captain Luo had screwed them all over!
Sixty billion in losses, and that was just the beginning. If all the factories on the asteroid were destroyed, the losses would be astronomical.
All of them were Qi Refinement Practitioners. Their team of five hundred, avoiding battle, would definitely be remembered by the higher-ups, not just in memory, but also in records, to be sent to the most cruel places as cannon fodder!
The Immortal Sect paid high salaries, provided resources, offered compensation, and allowed you to become glorious members of the Death Squad, all so that you would charge at the critical moment!
You five hundred, why do you not dare to fight?
Captain Luo stood there silently, like a dead man.
And as time began to pass, then, the communicator connected to the public network came with new news—Meng Yu had destroyed another factory, a large extraction factory priced at a hundred and two billion!
Across the public network, the local Qi Refinement Practitioners and workers cursed the turtle-like tactics of the Death Squad. They said Meng Yu was just one Qi Refinement Practitioner, why hadn't the Death Squad made a move yet?
Indeed, none of them had moved, and their morale continued to plummet.
"Two more days."
That's what the man setting up the signal tower said.
Everyone knew, Meng Yu knew, that setting up the signal tower would take at least five days! And after five days, once the accurate information was received, the main forces of the Immortal Sect would come!
"Screw setting up—come with me to kill that bastard!"
Suddenly, Captain Luo became furious, kicked at the flying snow, and then gave an order to everyone.
He suddenly understood why Meng Yu resisted the summons of Scorpio Minor World and refused to go to battle without autonomy.
No matter how nicely Zhao Yuxiang spoke, going there meant being cannon fodder!
If he went, Zhao Yuxiang would make him cannon fodder, make him fill in the front lines, and he would have to do it!
And he, right now, he was just cannon fodder. A cannon fodder should have the awareness of being cannon fodder, whether it was killing Meng Yu or being killed by Meng Yu, it was the fate of cannon fodder, which turned out to be the best choice. He charged forward, and his children, friends, and so on, would no longer be implicated.
But foolishly, he had actually thought he could be a chess player, matching wits with Meng Yu, winning with strategy!
How could that be possible?