Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Ahem, comrade Xiao Lu, I heard that Wang Zheng’s injuries are very serious, and that Saruman Snake’s battle formation is in a mess…” Si Jiali trailed off. This did not seem like the time to mention topics such as winning Sea Queen. A slight err might incur some negative reactions, and it was simply too frivolous.
Their popularity was influenced by their perseverance and encouragement. It did not represent their abilities. Even at the peak of their condition, Saruman Snake and Sea Queen’s winning chances would be quite even.
They were already starting on the losing end.
Ai Xiaolu slightly smiled. “Our captain has spoken, he will lead us to victory. I believe him, no matter when that would be. Do you?”
Si Jiali could not refuse the statement. Such a provocative propaganda was obviously of no use. The people of Aslan were never superstitious. They emphasized on objective statistics, but this would not hinder her from writing in this part of the interview. At the very least, it represented Saruman Snake’s current will to battle, that they had not given up.
Polar opposite reactions from both ends came immediately when the interview was released. Those who supported it, like those “extremists” who took the Earth as their core, were largely encouraged. These people unconditionally believed Wang Zheng’s words, similar to the Saruman Snake battle team’s members. After the battle had ended, Saruman Snake’s Lie Xin, Mu Zhen, and others entered battle preparation mode to ready themselves for when they went up against the Sea Queen battle team. It was apparent that they trusted that Wang Zheng would recover.
However, there were more of those who were against them. A strong will deserved to be praised and supported, but it was foolish to not know one’s limits. The entire cosmos would be overturned if they were to win.
The voices of protests and arguments stirred up.
The news of the recovery was released well on time. Wang Zheng had left the recovery chamber after only two days. The doctors were amazed at the speed of his monster-like recovery.
This was good news. The only issue was that there weren’t any signs of him waking up.
Ai Xiaolu might have stimulated the market, but there was no use. The first battle between Sword Shield Rose and the Dynasty battle team went well. The semi-finals, however, were a headache.
The competition committee didn’t cancel their appearance. Saruman Snake could still send three people. The score would be three to zero anyway, but who would want to watch such a match?
Of course, they wouldn’t cancel such a lucrative match. It would be nothing but trouble if they were to cancel it.
Wang Zheng didn’t know about the things happening outside. His days didn’t go well either.
Runic Matrixes were broken one after another, tiring Wang Zheng out severely.
“Charcoal, what the hell is this? This Runic Matrix is too slow. I would be defeated if I were to use my shortcomings against the enemy’s strengths!”
Wang Zheng was depressed. He could indeed use the Runic Matrix under Charcoal’s guidance, but the effect was extremely poor. He would definitely be beaten if this kept up.
“The Runic Matrix technique is really good actually. It could be used as a transition under the current cosmic energy. It’s a good route to heaven,” Charcoal explained.
“Please don’t tell me all this useless stuff about the route to heaven. I’m going straight to hell now. I might as well use my spiritual power.”
“The spiritual power of humans is still restricted. The Runic Matrix is a better way. In simple terms, this way you will be able to obtain more power and use it more flexibly. You’ve seen the power of the Atlanteans. You would lose without a doubt given the current condition of your body,” Charcoal explained patiently.
Wang Zheng sprawled on the ground. He was always the most determined outside, but in here, there were times when he just wanted to lay down and rest. The Rubik’s Cube might have given him more time, but this was too f*cking hard. It was a completely new thing. F*cking Runic Matrixes. He spent so much time but had only a preliminary understanding of it. The Atlanteans had spent hundreds of years on it, how was he to fight them on it!
He wouldn’t be able to go up against the Atlanteans from the way he currently handled the mech. They had to use the runic mecha, perhaps one against five?
Five with level B and above Ability X – Charcoal had helped understand through that battle. Their gap was larger than he thought. The effect of their teamwork and tacit understanding were larger than the sum of the parts.
Wang Zheng wasn’t giving up, but he did want to rest for a while.
Wang Zheng was also lying motionlessly in the special care ward of Aslan.
The door creaked open and Aina entered. Lacus closed the door quietly and stood by it.
She didn’t want Her Highness to be at such a sensitive place at such a sensitive time, but she could understand that Aina was at her wit’s end after holding out for the past two days. Aina couldn’t even sleep.
The frame of her eyes turned red as her gaze laid upon the serene Wang Zheng. She didn’t let her tears fall though.
She wanted to give Wang Zheng a smile. She sat by the bedside and caressed Wang Zheng’s cheek gently. His wounds had almost healed. These were nothing actually. It was just that the vital energy lost would not be something that could regenerate in a short period of time. She didn’t think because she didn’t know what would happen in the future. She only knew that she would be with Wang Zheng no matter where they went.
Lacus sighed and walked out, giving them some personal space.
The attending physician had given his report. Wang Zheng could definitely be able to fight after ten days, but the problem was that his right hand had barely healed. It was impossible for him to withstand any heavy blows. He could enter the arena, but just for show.
Lacus knew about the agreement, but was there any use to it? They were dealing with the great Kashawen after all.
Honestly, she was also affected when Wang Zheng won against Aragorn. She thought there was a chance for him to take the championship. However, that was just a fleeting dream, meant to be crushed by cruel reality.
She secretly admired the Princess and Wang Zheng. Anyone else would have given up after so much, but not them.
Everyone in the world was against them, but they were insistent.
Aina looked at Wang Zheng with unwavering eyes and gave him a soft kiss. Time stopped at that moment.
Wang Zheng didn’t wake up, but he could feel everything happening outside. He sat on the floor quietly.
Aina didn’t leave. She fell asleep holding on to Wang Zheng’s hand. This was her home, her safe haven.
Lacus came back anxiously because Aina was taking too long. She nearly flipped on the spot when she saw her Highness and Wang Zheng “sleeping together”. Nonetheless, she decided to return to her post outside when she saw the sweet smile on Aina’s face.
Wang Zheng stood up unhurriedly in the Rubik’s Cube. “Come on, Charcoal!”
