The preciousness of a Red Cloak pilot and its difference from online battles still holds a significant gap; a real Red Cloak pilot, if classified according to the online battle Sky Ladder, would be at least at the White Robe Stage.

It's almost impossible for them to find an opponent online. Otherwise, entities like Feng Yi, known as Revenge Shadow Rider, would not exist. Every time he thinks of Revenge Shadow Rider and Feng Yi, the fatty can't help but sigh again.

He shook his head hard, deciding to shift his thoughts and try to think of happier things, such as the life ahead or the experiences of drinking while fighting at the frontline. Whenever these memories resurfaced, an inexplicable emotion would again grow inside the fatty's heart.

It was nostalgia, reluctance, or perhaps reflection... He wasn't someone who often got reflective about life. Suddenly, the fatty realized he didn't reminisce about the military life; he detested it, hated the rain of bullets. His nostalgia was solely for the people from the past and the brothers who fought alongside him.

Time flies, things change, and just like that, many years have passed. He still is the same fatty who likes battles—no, actually, he dislikes battling, dislikes online gaming. It's less about not being able to let go, and more about these forming a beautiful landscape in his life's journey, making his present richer and more colorful.

Amidst these emotions, the elevator slowly ascended to the third floor...

The number of people online on the third floor was visibly less than on the first and second floors; here and there, you could see vacant spots and groups teaming up for either five or seven in a team battle.

However, the fatty of today disdains teaming up with these people for gaming. A true lone wolf finds solitude essential; he realized that he gradually understood some of Feng Yi's feelings back then.

Once, he enjoyed teaming up with Elvis, Sheng Qiangwei, and the others, but now, he finds that battling these people lacks the passion and excitement felt when fighting side by side with comrades on the battlefield.

The real battlefield is complicated and troublesome, full of mechanical failures and unpredictable situations caused by an explosion or a misoperation. In contrast, virtual network games don't have these accidents. Far from it, many wealthy players even attempt to pay for better performing Mechas, equipping themselves with fantasy or concept models, or even some epoch-making machines restricted by the system.

But the fatty knows these people will never improve; they always rely on external forces rather than discovering their own worth. There was a saying that went well: any Mecha is just a backdrop; the most important is the person piloting it.

The reason why Revenge Shadow Rider could astonish the world does not lean on the machine type's superiority. Whether in virtual battles or real battlefields, he has continually proven himself with his myth of being unbeaten, demonstrating that Shadow Rider can perform adeptly regardless of the Mecha's strength.

In that instant, a spontaneous urge surged within the fatty's heart; he wanted to pilot Phantom Knight 0001 and challenge someone, to experience Feng Yi's feelings back then.

Suddenly, the fatty became spirited and filled with immense fervor.

By this time the elevator had passed the third floor and entered the fourth.

The setup on the fourth floor was fundamentally different from that on the first three floors. If there was a major difference to point out, it would surely be in the ambiance.

Looking around, one could see that the wallpapers of the room were made from the latest popular fluorescent color changers, and the hall was neatly filled with individual battle machines, some closely placed for team battles, and some further apart for solo battles.

The machines placed closely were obviously for team gaming, while the more spaced-out ones were for those who preferred tranquility and minimal disturbances, typically occupied by individuals, with several automatic robots walking back and forth, complemented by elegant music, which added a distinct style.

Those who come here for internet are not short of cash, probably dealing in real estate; an hour here costs several hundred yuan. The fatty thought to himself how extraordinarily expensive the prices here were.

But he still wanted to go higher, to find a private room for surfing the internet unnoticed by anyone.

Who knew that by the time he reached the top floor, although there were many private rooms, not a single one was empty.

He had no other choice but to just find any available machine.

Thinking thus, the fatty quickly paid a deposit and followed with the pupil recognition scan, soon finding himself seated in the least noticeable corner of the lowest floor.

Hey, not bad, there's even free soda here.

What's soda? A sweet drink synthesized from various colors and flavors, with a classic taste that has not been discarded even after hundreds of years. What was different was that this luxurious battle bar even included a bottle of free soda among its free drinks, a sign that the owner, too, was someone who appreciated the past and knew what people wanted.

Seeing this, the fatty didn't hesitate. He supported the bottle cap with one hand and popped it open with a forceful push, which sent the bottle cap flying off, showcasing his unusual strength.

The fatty wasn't particular about his soda; directly blowing into the bottle was his usual way. Thus, picking up the bottle, he gulped down the orange-flavored soda in five seconds flat.

"Refreshing!"

After wiping his charming lips with his sleeve, he then logged in to his account with a flourish.

Taptaptaptaptap...

1.72 seconds, the account and password were entered; this wasn't difficult for a Red Robe Level pilot.

"Hmm, seems I'm a bit rusty, need to practice a bit." Practice makes perfect, he thought; unexpectedly, after months without touching a Mecha, even the simple act of entering his account password was slightly slower than before, making the fatty murmur to himself in annoyance.

Surprisingly, due to the pandemic, the Star Wars company nearly bankrupted, but the servers and game content were updated multiple versions—now, a person could even log into multiple accounts simultaneously.

That's great, he needed to create a new account to have some fun, so with the idea of walking the old path in disguise, the chubby guy took the lead and chose a resounding name for his ID: Warrior

The system shows ID has been registered, please change.

I am Warrior.

ID has been registered.

I really am Warrior.

ID has already been registered.

I am Warrior, alright.

ID has been registered.

I fucking am Warrior.

ID has been registered.

I am your dad.

I am Fatty Boss.

ID has been registered.

Your dad.

Already registered.

You're the dad.

Congratulations, registration successful.

For a moment, the chubby guy was dumbfounded... He was caught in a contradictory struggle in his mind, damn, why did he choose such a crappy name? For a moment, the chubby guy felt countless alpacas stampeding over his head.

No, he must change the ID, change his disguise, change his account.

The chubby guy quickly deleted the crappy ID, fortunately, he didn't click confirm, otherwise if it had taken effect he might not have been able to create a new account again.

But what ID should he create? All the IDs he wanted to create were taken, and there were a lot he didn't want to create.

As his thoughts whirled, the chubby guy decided to choose a meaningful ID—a balance between not too common and not too peculiar. Just something sincere.

The next second, the shiny ID was confirmed with no one registered.

ID name: Memories of the Battlefield.

Affiliated force: Atlantis Free Federation.

ID code: 82828826, meaning he is the eightieth million player registering a brand-new disguise in the Earth region.

Faction belief: Revenge Shadow Rider.

Personal honor: Top 100 contender in Level 100 tests, Red Cloak Elite of the anniversary, Top 16 in Shadow Rider elimination rounds, Top 128 in Mecha Battle—hidden.

Official Honors: Bermuda Star Galaxy Battle, Dual Star Battle, Normandy Assault Battle, Alpha Special Operation, Dual Star Support Battle, FCA Alliance Special Red Robe—hidden.

The above is the chubby guy Zhang Xiaobo's track record as a real-name player, and there are some that have not been officially recorded, of course, the honors from his disguise account have been hidden by his choice.

Instantly entering the mecha selection phase, seeing an array of dazzling mechas, the top pick is the commemorative edition Phantom Knight 0001, specifically commemorating the Revenge Shadow Rider.

Currently, this mecha is no longer sold within the game. It has become the symbol of highest honor, only available to veteran players or those participating in official events.

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