Indeed, no one could surpass Hans in his obsessive belief in the Revenge Shadow Rider, yet he had never hoped for the Shadow Rider to send a messenger personally to convey his will. Shaking his head in disappointment, Hans smiled bitterly, deciding to shut down the computer and head home immediately.

He glanced at the clock on the computer and was surprised to see it was already past eight. He had slept for over two hours.

Hans stood upright and twisted his sore neck, deciding to shut down the computer immediately, then drive home.

Wait! Just as he was about to shut down the computer, a red email notification suddenly appeared at the lower right corner of the light screen...

Hmm, red email, why is the email red? Wait, red email? It's a red email! He actually received a red email notification. No one knows better than Hans what a red email signifies.

This is impossible! A red email can only be sent to him by the Revenge Shadow Rider. However, the Revenge Shadow Rider had disappeared for years. As for the current Revenge Shadow Rider, some say he is a bearer of will, others call him another incarnation, but undeniably, the Revenge Shadow Rider has always acted alone, incapable of teaming up with others, so the current Revenge Shadow Rider is not the original Revenge Shadow Rider.

This can be compared from many events. Because Hans is deeply versed in the past battles of the Revenge Shadow Rider, he clearly understands the current Revenge Shadow Rider's battle style is starkly different from the original.

The current Revenge Shadow Rider, although known as a fighter on the battlefield, prefers a restraining style of attack, with an approach that has advances and retreats, urgency and calmness, combining toughness with gentleness, lacking the explosiveness of the original Revenge Shadow Rider. Furthermore, from gravitational acceleration records, the current Revenge Shadow Rider is at most 17 times that.

The former Revenge Shadow Rider was different; in battles, it was rare for anyone to force him into defense. In other words, in the real battlegrounds, regardless of who the Revenge Shadow Rider fought, he was always the aggressor, as no one in the world could suppress him.

Moreover, in terms of environmental perception and adaptability under pressure, the current Revenge Shadow Rider is far inferior to the original, so despite the mechas being present, people believe the Revenge Shadow Rider has already left, and is not the same as before; in deeper terms, the Revenge Shadow Rider is alive but already dead, even though he still lives in people's hearts, this Revenge Shadow Rider is indeed different from the original.

This difference is manifested not only in piloting experience but also within the team cooperation. Even when comparing minute aspects, you can draw a definite conclusion. In short, it's the same old talk, cut short, a long story short, bottom line is, he's not the Revenge Shadow Rider everyone is familiar with.

Today's email is different. Hans' mailbox exclusively receives emails from Revenge Shadow Rider, and it was set to alert in red text. You could say only the original Revenge Shadow Rider knew about this email, and apart from that, Hans hadn't told even his wife and daughter. This was his only remaining bond with the Revenge Shadow Rider.

Hans believes that the Revenge Shadow Rider will definitely return. It won't stray far; it won't abandon those followers who are devoted to him.

It wasn't until now that Hans connected it to the bizarre dream he just had. He suddenly believed, if before Hans had associated that dream with deep subconscious issues, now he had reason to believe that what he had just experienced was absolutely not a dream but the real conveyance of the messenger's will happening around him.

Looking at the flashing red text on the light screen, for a moment, Hans was reluctant to open it. His mind was racing, pondering what the content of the email might be.

You might say, it had been years since he had contact with the Revenge Shadow Rider. It was like a Pandora's box, tugging at Hans' heartstrings at all times. Although at that moment Hans was eager to open the box, when the time came to touch and open it, Hans hesitated instead. The feeling was akin to the anticipation right before opening a delivery package.

But compared to an ordinary delivery package, Hans' excitement was far beyond that, so much so that at some point his eyes became a bit wet. So Hans pondered, trembling with hands as he moved the mouse, placing the virtual cursor over the email.

Because even if Hans was reluctant to open the package now, he had to confirm one thing: whether the email was actually sent by the Revenge Shadow Rider.

Just as the cursor was placed on the flashing red email, a tiny font prompt popped out on the screen: Sender: Revenge Shadow Rider.

Bam!

As expected, Hans' heart suddenly thumped violently.

Fortunately, he didn't suffer from ailments like cardiovascular disease, myocardial infarction, or coronary heart disease, otherwise, such a shock might have sent this devoted follower straight to another world.

Hans slowly closed his eyes, concentrated and became absorbed in solitary thought. Despite not wanting to take his sights off the email, doing this would make his thoughts more focused, calm. He needed to quickly absorb the impact brought by joy.

Despite Hans trying hard to suppress the inevitable shock in his heart, the fact remained that all efforts were in vain. After just ten seconds, Hans opened his eyes again, somewhat crazily, and intensely stared at the email for another ten seconds.

This... this indeed is an email from the Revenge Shadow Rider. Unbelievable! Incredible!

Yes, when overwhelmed with joy, excitement seems redundant. It was only until now that the elated Hans was pulled completely back from his shock. Elatedly, he hammered a fist heavily against his desk but hastily restrained his hand.

No, he couldn't do that. He could smash the desk, demolish the room, but Hans quickly realized that any violent behavior could potentially destroy the fragile computer before him, at least at this moment, that computer was significantly more important than any property he possesses.

No way, he needed to light a cigarette to calm the overwhelming emotions. Fortunately, the room was dimly lit; Hans didn't want to share his feelings with anyone and at the same time wanted everyone to know about the Revenge Shadow Rider's email, the contradictory contrast inspired an impulse to jump from the 20th floor.

Yet upon reaching for a smoke, found none. At such a crucial time, there's unexpectedly no cigarette?

Damn it, Hans really had the impulse to jump down from the 20th floor to buy cigarettes, but then thought better of it, deciding against it. Under divine protection, maybe he wouldn't die, but he'd certainly get injured, which would bring unnecessary trouble. He didn't want to share his current joy with anyone.

Unexpectedly, Hans strode out of the room; he did not open the email and locked the room. After a thorough check to ensure the door was locked, he dashed swiftly towards the elevator, reaching a speed of a hundred meters in 9.8 seconds.

The staff still on duty didn't know what madness Hans had today. Under the gaze of countless workers and whispers from many female colleagues, Hans dashed like a gust of wind out of the elevator, brandishing a hundred-yuan bill at the convenience store.

"Give me a pack of smokes, Grape brand, soft pack, red Grape brand."

"I say, you young people, you just act so rash and fidgety, too impatient." The old man held a pipe in his mouth, muttering as he moved.

This elderly man's dilly-dallying made Hans anxious and irritated, muttering under his breath to hurry up, something urgent was outside, further delay and he wouldn't catch the 343 bus.

Half a minute later, Hans grabbed the cigarettes without even waiting for change, turned and ran. He swore never to come to this convenience store again for emergencies like this, not in this lifetime.

When returning to the Star Wars Company, finding the elevator stalled at the upper floors, Hans didn't think twice, nearly charged his way directly from the ground floor to the top floor.

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