126: Chapter 126 Little Chick Starts Up! Liu Qing Locks Up the Mechanical Arm in Beijing

B2 Energy Level temperature is still fluctuating.

Wang Ya's water circulation system has been pushed to its limit.

Liu Qing could hear her own breathing.

She could also hear Tang Qiqi's voice in her headset.

"Little Ji, can you handle this? If not, I'm going down to pull the switch manually!"

Tang Qiqi was trying to sound relaxed.

But the tremor in her voice betrayed her.

Su Xiaonuan didn't rush her.

She only said one thing.

"Liu Qing, Mr. Lin gave you a chance."

These words weighed more than any comfort.

Liu Qing remembered last night.

She remembered kneeling on the restaurant floor, holding that bowl of rice, not daring to leave a single grain of rice behind.

She remembered what Lin Yuan said when he took off her glasses.

She couldn't be useless.

Absolutely not.

The white text on the screen jumped out again.

[You are just a keyboard jockey.]

[The machines listen to me, not you.]

Liu Qing suddenly pressed her palm against the console.

The cold metal stuck to her palm.

The next second.

Blue code flowed wildly across the lenses of her glasses.

In the third-floor server room, all the backup screens lit up simultaneously.

Cooling pumps.

Valves.

Drone charging docks.

Elevator relays.

B2 heat dissipation pipe network.

Each device status was no longer just code.

They were like sounds.

Humming, stuttering, trembling, overloading.

Liu Qing could hear them.

She heard the geothermal main well's backup valve "crying in pain."

That foreign hand was tightly gripping it.

Liu Qing's lips moved slightly.

"Found you."

The symbols on the screen paused for a moment.

[What?]

Liu Qing didn't type on the keyboard again.

She closed her eyes.

The console vibrated gently beneath her palm.

That mechanical fluctuation was delving deep into the backup valve's fake circuit.

It stepped over the first delay Liu Qing had deliberately left behind.

The second fake feedback.

The third camouflage permission.

These were all the mines she had just planted.

"Master."

Liu Qing's voice was hoarse.

"He has entered the cage."

Lin Yuan stood at the edge of the square, watching Grandmaster Ling Suzhen fighting with Qin Yumo.

"Close the door."

Liu Qing gripped the console with her fingers.

Blue light lit up from the depths of her eyes.

All the fans in the third-floor server room accelerated simultaneously.

[Fake valve closed.]

[Secondary control layer reverse locked.]

[Capturing mechanical fluctuation.]

The symbols on the screen began to shake.

[What did you do?]

Liu Qing finally smiled.

It was very faint.

[Locking you up.]

B2 Energy Level.

The backup control valve that had been forcibly locked suddenly snapped back.

That foreign mechanical Superpower, as if its wrist had been seized, was pulled out of the valve body inch by inch.

Liu Qing's forehead was covered in sweat.

Her nosebleed dripped onto her white skirt.

Wang Ya's voice cut into the channel.

"Mr. Lin, the temperature is highest in three areas."

Lin Yuan said, "Report the locations."

"East side of the main well, cooling pump No. 3, and the B2 southwest pipe gallery."

"Flood them into the water cooling pool."

Wang Ya pressed the main valve with both hands.

The water level in the swimming pool dropped again.

The water flow in the fire hydrant box surged backward.

The pipe network in the three high-temperature areas of B2 was forcibly flooded, and the water pressure caused the steel pipes to emit muffled groans.

[124 ℃... 117 ℃... 109 ℃... 98 ℃.]

The temperature curve was forcibly hammered back to the safety line.

Tang Qiqi looked at the panel at the B2 entrance and patted her chest.

"Good grief, that almost turned into a geothermal hot pot."

Liu Qing didn't laugh.

She stared at the screen.

That mechanical fluctuation was retreating.

Very quickly.

But it couldn't retreat cleanly.

"Master, he is not on the helicopter, nor is he in the Cloud Top Palace."

Liu Qing said quickly.

"But he can't be far."

"He must be using equipment to enhance his signal."

Lin Yuan raised his hand.

"Lu Xixi."

Two minutes later.

Lu Xixi was brought to the walkie-talkie by Chen Jing.

The little girl still looked sickly, clutching an old blanket in her hands.

She closed her eyes.

The map unfolded.

Inside and outside Tiangong No. 1, points of light spread out layer by layer.

Survivors in the outer circle.

The Beijing overt special forces.

The helicopter pilot.

The mountain road.

The drainage ditch.

Lu Xixi suddenly raised her hand and pointed to the west side.

"There."

"Seven people."

"One person's life signs are fluctuating in sync with the machine sounds."

Liu Qing immediately pulled up the terrain map of the west side.

It was at the end of the mountain drainage ditch.

A blind spot for the drone's perspective.

Lin Yuan said, "Mo Tong, things are a bit messy at home. Call your people to come and help."

Lin Motong stood on the roof of Tiangong No. 1.

She was wearing a white nightgown, holding a violent bear in her arms.

Dark red welled up in her eyes.

Lin Yuan said one more thing.

"Don't let them run."

Lin Motong nodded.

"Got it, Uncle Lin."

West side of the mountain.

Outside the drainage ditch.

Seven members of the Beijing covert team were packing up their equipment.

One of the tall, thin men was clutching his right hand, his entire arm trembling.

"Withdraw!"

"We fell for that woman's trick. She actually designed so many fake ports!"

The captain was just about to call for the helicopter.

Dragging sounds came from afar.

A zombie.

Then a second.

A third.

On both sides of the road, a dense mass of zombie shadows turned their heads simultaneously.

They didn't pounce.

They just slowly surrounded them.

As if they had heard some invisible command.

The tall, thin man picked up his headset, his voice changing.

"Damn it! Those trash in the assault team! Didn't they scout the area to make sure there were no zombies nearby?!"

"MAYDAY! MAYDAY!"

"We've encountered a horde of zombies!"

"Requesting support! Requesting support!"

On the square.

Screams came through Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's headset.

Her movements paused for a split second.

Qin Yumo seized the opportunity, her blade grazing Ling Suzhen's shoulder as it slashed past.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen retreated.

Her expression changed for the first time.

She looked at Lin Yuan.

"You can control the zombie horde?"

Lin Yuan didn't answer.

Lin Motong stood on the roof, the wind whipping her nightgown.

A red light simmered in her eyes.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen understood.

The mission had failed.

She raised her hand.

"Withdraw."

The twelve Beijing special forces immediately retreated.

Lu Yan's voice turned cold.

"Boss?"

Lin Yuan said, "Kill them all."

Lu Yan pulled the trigger.

The drones dived simultaneously.

Captain Han Xue and Xiao Li opened fire from the flank.

Fat Dragon had awakened a B-level fire Superpower yesterday and was looking for a place to test it out.

He threw a fireball, forcing two of the special forces to roll into the crossfire zone.

Gunshots erupted.

The Beijing special forces were well-trained.

But this wasn't their battlefield.

The firepower points of Tiangong No. 1 had long been rearranged by Su Xiaonuan.

They had been looking at fake maps.

The real muzzles were hidden behind them.

Thirty seconds.

Half of the overt special forces had fallen.

A helicopter forcibly took off.

Lin Yuan raised his right hand.

The water mist in the air condensed into a water rope, wrapping around the outside of the propeller.

The fuselage suddenly tilted.

The drones fired two more shots.

The fuel tank exploded.

The fire illuminated the square.

Tang Qiqi shouted in the channel, "Beautiful! That move just gave the helicopter a headstand shampoo!"

No one acknowledged her joke.

Because Grandmaster Ling Suzhen moved.

She no longer cared about her team members.

She smashed the floor tiles with one step, rushing straight toward the mountain road.

Qin Yumo blocked her path with her blade.

Her shoulder was still bleeding.

But she smiled.

"The debt from when you made me kneel last time hasn't been settled yet."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's voice was ice cold.

"Get out of my way."

Qin Yumo didn't move.

She charged at her.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen didn't hold back this time.

Her palm struck, energy exploding.

Qin Yumo parried with her dual blades, taking the palm strike head-on. Her chest emitted a muffled sound, and she slid backward.

But her blade also struck.

*Sshh!*

The blade cut into Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's waist.

Blood splattered on the ground.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen grunted, struck Qin Yumo's chest with her right palm, and used the momentum to flip over the gap in the wall.

Qin Yumo slammed into the blast-proof wall and coughed up blood.

But she didn't fall.

She looked at Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's blood, smiling fiercely.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen stood by the mountain road, her cheongsam stained red at the waist.

She looked at Lin Yuan.

"Lin Yuan, Beijing will not let you go."

Lin Yuan stood behind the fire.

"You're welcome to try."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen turned and leaped off the mountain road.

Qin Yumo wanted to give chase.

Lin Yuan raised his hand to stop her.

"Don't chase."

Qin Yumo frowned.

"Master?"

Lin Yuan said, "We need someone to take the news back, to let them know I'm not someone to be trifled with."

"Besides, there's a key time node where we'll still need this woman."

Su Xiaonuan looked at the screen.

The zombie horde on the west side had already completed the encirclement.

Those seven light points representing the covert team were extinguished one by one.

Liu Qing sat in the server room, her voice fading.

"Master, mission accomplished."

She had just finished speaking.

Her body suddenly went limp.

She slid right off her chair.

Her glasses fell to the floor.

The blue light in her eyes flickered uncontrollably.

In the third-floor server room, all the equipment emitted a buzzing sound simultaneously.