But there's an old saying, a single tiger fears a pack of wolves, a maiden fears a ruffian, the king cobra fears the male eagle, a dutiful son fears a mother's curse, a young fox fears a young hunter, an old fox fears an old hunter, children fear teachers, teachers fear parents, parents fear their folks, and folks fear running out of time, praying for heaven to have eyes, truly a reflection of all sentient beings.

No matter how strong you are, Fatty, you can't withstand the tides of humanity. That night, Fatty was beaten like a dog, his guild was thoroughly destroyed, and apart from still holding the title of guild leader, he couldn't find even a whole roof tile.

Because of last night's incident, Fatty didn't sleep well. By noon, he got a call, and before a few words were exchanged, he was swindled again—as if he was reduced to a sewer rat in reality too.

After some thought, Fatty decided to change battlefields, heading to a high-level area to collect protection money to make up for today's loss.

It was clear that these mid-level maps were no longer suitable for Zhang Xiaobo to struggle. He decided to adjust the protection fee to 100 game coins, which converts to 100 real-world game dollars, after all, the rich players in the advanced maps were loaded. Instead of throwing money into the game, why not do some good deeds and donate a bit to him, so he can be seen as a good person too.

After all, the brother has been fighting the National Defense War for so many years, shedding blood and tears isn't easy, and any slip-up could cost him his life. With this money, he could also do something for the families of his fallen comrades. Like if an old parent lost a child and fell seriously ill, he could lend a helping hand if their family was strapped for cash, and he could say a thank you to those rich ones.

Of course, Zhang Xiaobo definitely intended to keep a portion of this money. In these years, while he wouldn't say he's done good deeds, he has indeed visited a few families of brothers who died on the battlefield. He didn't actually concern himself with the deceased Feng Yi and his two children, because Zhang Xiaobo knew the kids lived better lives than he did and didn't need his care.

But past comrades, that was different. They were all once brothers fighting in the same squad, not too many, probably about a dozen who were close to him in the troop. Over the years, quite a few were Zhang Xiaobo's comrades, and he still kept the contact info for their families.

Of course, for those who were doing well and had no real need, he didn't keep in close contact. The ones he visited often were about seven or eight, and these were the ones with no relatives or distant family. Around New Year's every year, Zhang Xiaobo would go visit them.

Sara supported his stance but advised him to just help out when needed and not run around all year. Yet, Zhang Xiaobo was strangely resolute on this matter, flat-out refusing to bring it up again.

So afterward, Sara indeed didn't mention it again. Being a smart woman, Sara knew exactly what kind of person Zhang Xiaobo was; it was rare for her to see Zhang Xiaobo lose his temper like this a second time.

Hans, on the other hand, got along quite well with Zhang Xiaobo—he knew Zhang Xiaobo's true identity and was aware that these accounts were all managed by him. Initially, Hans didn't care, but he paid attention to Feng Yi, who had rumors of being the Revenge Shadow Rider himself. The two even collaborated on the battlefield before, so to learn more about Feng Yi, Hans contacted Zhang Xiaobo and frankly revealed his identity.

Through their interactions, Hans got to know the ins and outs of this person. The reasons for his actions were partly love for the act, partly financial, and sometimes to earn a bit more for any potential big or little family emergencies among his brothers' families, lending what he should and borrowing what he should. After all, he was just a regular person and whether they repaid or not, well, it is what it is.

Therefore, Hans actually advocated for Zhang Xiaobo. He even thought about creating a small account to fight alongside Zhang Xiaobo as a fellow sewer worker number two. If it weren't for the lack of skills, Hans would absolutely do it.

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Now, Hans was preparing for the upcoming operations to welcome the peak return of the Revenge Shadow Rider. He decided to organize an event on the Galactic Warfare Net, though it was half a year until the end of the year, which meant the entire half-year needed thorough preparation. Because the current Galactic Warfare was no longer a giant company, every technical issue and expense had to be calculated meticulously, including talent recruitment, artwork, map design, and various other details.

Hans even thought that on that day, the Revenge Shadow Rider would definitely return. As for the reason, he was God after all. For sincere believers, God would naturally show a miracle, which should be the most normal thing in the world.

As for promotion, that aspect was the least to worry about. No matter what, as long as there was a name, it was enough. Just post an announcement about the Revenge Shadow Rider's return on the official website, and the next day the whole world would know.

So, in this aspect, Hans need not worry. However, what he should be concerned about was how to awaken the dormant memories in players' hearts, and this was something Hans had been pondering for several days.

Finally, he devised what he believed to be a reasonably feasible plan: the Peak Showdown Simulation Battle.

The so-called Peak Showdown Simulation Battle, as the name suggests, allowed you to pilot the Savior Gundam, or transform into the Revenge Shadow Rider. With the support of waveform technology, he believed that half a year would be enough for the company to develop a temporary engine, allowing any mecha to be maneuvered through mental control.

As for the level of simulation, a ranking list must be drawn up, providing rewards and encouragement.

This means anyone could pilot a black mecha, the Savior Gundam, or Destiny, or Impulse, or the Counterattacker, achieving sync with the Revenge Shadow Rider through the waveform technology support. Those with high sync rates would be recorded.

For an ordinary person, this was nearly impossible. Forget about reaching 100% sync, even achieving 10% would be a challenge, but with the assistance of waveform technology, controlling the mecha with mental awareness essentially meant flying wherever you wished, shooting wherever you pointed.

However, this wasn't nearly enough, because no matter how quick an ordinary person's awareness was, their reactions couldn't possibly match those of top pilots. Thus, whenever there was a truly critical moment, players' time would be slowed down over and over, guiding them to shorten the gap with top warriors through the most humane design.

Then there was the matter of strength, like gravitational acceleration; this was indeed the biggest challenge. Yet for the sake of sync rate, this aspect had to make a decision to abandon the physical engine.

After all, facing a real battlefield, an ordinary person's endurance was quite limited. There's no way an ordinary person could endure prolonged exposure to gravity tens of times greater, let alone endure three to five times the gravity. The endurance range for a professional pilot is only about 6-12 times.

6 times is the minimum, and professional pilots usually endure ranges of about 8 times. How many people in a regiment could you find with that capability? Not to mention ordinary people—having them endure such tremendous gravity wouldn't last long, and entering a real battlefield would be committing suicide, let alone competing against top warriors.

So, if the physical engine wasn't removed, this event would be difficult to realize.

Next was...

As Hans was thinking about this, he suddenly received a strange Heavenly Communication. It was super easy to remember, the frequency number being 8888888-7777777.

Oh my God, such a frequency number was worth a fortune and was hard to get. Who would call him? Could it be the leader of some powerful force or a government official, or perhaps a wealthy mogul wanting to collaborate with him? Hans's logic would somewhat explain it, given that he just released news of the imminent return of the Revenge Shadow Rider.

So, with a mix of apprehension, unease, and complexity—a feeling like a deer prancing about—he connected to Heavenly Communication, and the scene that greeted him was of three beautiful women.

Yeah, Blade Warrior, he had met her. Initially forgotten, but having seen her again a few months ago, Hans reacquainted himself with this person. Wait, Blade Warrior? The big boss of the Combat Power Tester company. If she was using this number, then Hans could surely believe it, right?

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