Full-Time Public Enemy-Chapter 574 - 467: Followers of Number 9_4
Relatively speaking, these warriors were the easiest enemies to deal with in this battle. Everyone rushed to check on Chen Gu. He was fine, having only received an electric shock while in his gaseous state.
He waved to everyone. "I'm fine. Go check on Wang Chengqian and give him some treatment."
The classmates swarmed around Wang Chengqian. Their Mecha were equipped with a plethora of healing and detoxification medicines.
Almost simultaneously, they pressed a button. HISS, HISS, HISS! Mechanical arms holding syringes extended from their mechs, poised to inject Wang Chengqian.
Wang Chengqian looked truly miserable. His entire body was blackened, and parts like his arms—often used for "taking blows"—had even formed a hard crust.
His hair was a messy tangle, most of it singed. It was likely that by the end of this practical lesson, he would be both bald and stronger.
Seeing so many syringes pointing his way, Wang Chengqian was startled. "No need, no need!" he said hastily. "I can recover on my own."
He quickly jumped up and shook his body. A shower of charred flakes fell to the ground, revealing that all the wounds underneath had already healed.
Then his body slowly shrank back to its original size.
Wang Chengqian deftly hid behind a rock, then awkwardly called out to Qiao Shuangyi, "Chubby, lend me a set of your clothes."
The two girls blushed. This was a common professional embarrassment for those of Wang Chengqian's profession—after his body enlarged, his clothes would inevitably be torn to shreds.
Some companies produced clothing from high-polymer materials with excellent elasticity to avoid this problem. For example, Chen Gu had donned this type of "combat attire" beneath his regular clothes before the battle.
However, these clothes were expensive due to low sales volume.
As for Wang Chengqian's salary... it was a long story. Of that special material, he could only afford a single pair of underwear.
Chen Gu pulled a set of clothes out of his Dimensional Prison Ring and threw them to Wang Chengqian, who started getting dressed behind the rock.
He might have looked pitiful, but he wasn't seriously injured. That was just the combat style of a Hell Titan: rely on a sturdy build and bulldoze through.
Once past the opponent's fire suppression, the battle was essentially over—with a single pull on any two protruding parts of the opponent's body, victory was theirs.
Most of the time, they were able to bulldoze through.
As for the few times they couldn't… best left unsaid.
So, while it seemed like Chen Gu had played a crucial role in the battle, it was actually because Darkmang's attention was largely focused on Wang Chengqian. She was fully aware that one slip would mean her doom at the hands of the Hell Titan.
And though Wang Chengqian appeared to have been beaten badly by Darkmang, it didn't necessarily mean he was losing. A Hell Titan habitually "sold misery" at the start of a battle, making the outcome unpredictable.
The Combat Rooster was only just regaining consciousness. It hummed and grumbled, lifting a claw. "Why is there still a person hanging up there?"
I, Rooster, don't even remember killing anyone.
See? I, Rooster, am truly wicked—I kill in my dreams!
Chen Gu patted it. "Follow us and storm in!"
It was unknown how many warriors like 'Red Bear' remained in the base. Considering everyone's safety, they decided against sneaking in and opted to charge straight in instead.
Moreover, Chen Gu inferred from various clues that this was likely the headquarters of George's Warrior Team. It was potentially a purely military base, with no Insect Race slaves being bred there. Therefore, they didn't need to worry about collateral damage from a large-scale battle.
The Combat Rooster was excited. It hadn't fought alongside its master in a long time—the giant beast league matches were just scuffles, not real combat.
It stepped 'lightly,' bouncing and hopping ahead, its movements shaking the ground and nearly toppling Bai Zhijin.
At the base entrance stood a well-camouflaged rock wall. Beneath a few dozen centimeters of stone lay a half-meter-thick, composite-armored gate.
Shang Qingye shook her head; her Mecha couldn't penetrate such a defense.
Lin Xiaochen's eyes sparkled, sensing an opportunity to shine. She leaned forward, and a short, stout, single-soldier missile rose from behind her.
But the Combat Rooster merely glanced over, opened its great maw, and with a WHOOSH, unleashed a brilliant blue energy beam. With a deafening ROAR, the rock wall shook and crumbled, and the composite-armored gate behind it melted away.
