Fang Xian flew into the cramped yet technologically advanced cockpit of the "Gundam."
A cold, dim light streamed down from the ceiling, illuminating the dense array of instruments and flashing indicator lights.
He didn't understand any of it, nor could he.
Fang Xian didn't need to know these things, because the "Gundam" had another way of operating it:
—Compatibility.
The higher his "compatibility" with the "Gundam," the more he could achieve so-called "human-machine unity."
With a mere thought, the "Gundam" would act accordingly.
Fang Xian picked up the helmet connecting his "Gundam" and slowly put it on.
As the helmet connected to the cockpit system, a slight electrical hum filled his ears.
The screens before him lit up one by one, data scrolling like a torrent, the two beginning to synchronize their "compatibility."
The numbers jumped continuously, like two new minds searching for the same frequency, until the "compatibility" progress bar reached its peak.
[Detection complete, current compatibility: 100%]
In an instant, he felt his thoughts intimately connected to the "Gundam," as if it were an extension of his body.
Fang Xian tried moving his fingers, and the "Gundam's" massive hand immediately flexed and extended nimbly.
Every command was executed precisely and smoothly, allowing him to control the "Gundam" with perfect ease.
He took out a three-meter-long beam rifle, aimed at the target, and pulled the trigger.
A dazzling beam of light shot out like a rainbow piercing the sun, the air in its path being rapidly heated and distorted, emitting a hissing sound.
The beam struck the target, instantly unleashing a powerful burst of energy, creating a massive explosion that engulfed the target in a dazzling display of fire.
The surrounding ground also shook violently from the impact, blasting a huge crater.
Fang Xian estimated that the power of this beam was roughly equivalent to the skill power of a level 1000 Awakened.
However, beam muskets have a clear advantage: lower energy consumption, a wider range, and the ability to fire in rapid succession, allowing for overwhelming numbers.
For close combat, there are beam sabers. Once activated, the blade extends a bright, intense beam of light.
When swung, it's like a nimble arc of light slicing through the air.
The beam sabers are incredibly sharp, easily cleaving through the outer shells of mobile suits as large as "Gundams."
Gundams are also equipped with shields, completely blocking beam saber attacks and allowing the shields to be used to ram enemies.
After several rounds of testing, the massive "Gundams" are indeed well-suited for large-scale warfare.
Fang Xian couldn't help but admire the world of science and technology; their technology was truly advanced.
These high-tech creations like "Gundams" and "mechs," combined with Awakened Ones, could unleash their full power.
He wondered how many of these war machines the world of science and technology possessed, and how much they had in reserve.
If he could, taking them all would be incredibly exciting.
After much deliberation, Fang Xian decided he needed to find an opportunity to plunder all the "Gundams" in the sci-fi world.
Not only would it weaken them, but it would also strengthen himself—perfect.
Fang Xian left the cockpit, stored the "Gundam" in his "system space," and then flew towards Xu Xin.
Xu Xin had her hands obediently behind her back, her body slightly leaning forward, her bright eyes fixed intently ahead.
When she saw Fang Xian flying towards her, her eyes instantly brightened, and a sweet smile unconsciously bloomed on her lips.
She greeted Fang Xian with a beaming smile, affectionately taking his arm.
"Honey, how does it feel?"
"Hmm, very good."
"Honey, what's your 'Gundam' compatibility? You seem to control it incredibly well."
"What else could it be? Of course, it's 100%."
Although Xu Xin was somewhat prepared, she still couldn't help but be surprised.
After all, the highest compatibility for 'Gundam' had always been only 95%, there was no higher.
As for Lord Luo, 'Gundam' didn't exist in the sci-fi world at that time, so there was no compatibility data for Lord Luo.
She held Fang Xian's arm tightly, looking at her beloved with adoration.
"Honey, you're so amazing, everything is 100%."
Fang Xian felt the warmth from her arm and couldn't help but look at Xu Xin with a mischievous smile.
"Of course, so our compatibility is 100%."
Xu Xin blushed upon hearing this.
"Honey…don't say that…I'll get shy…"
"Hehe! Just stating the facts."
The two took the elevator and went up to the first floor again.
Xu Xin, arm in arm with Fang Xian, was immersed in sweet happiness.
"By the way, honey, Grandpa's press conference is about to start."
"Okay, let's get ready to go."
Just as Fang Xian was about to go, he suddenly saw a fat, big-eared woman—his "cousin"
—Tao Hua.
Tao Hua happened to see them and hurriedly ran over.
Upon getting closer, she was stunned to see Xu Xin and Fang Xian so intimate.
She couldn't bear to even think about the two of them dating, given the vast difference in their social status.
Even if Xu Xin was love-struck, her family wouldn't approve, and might even kill Fang Xian in a heartbeat.
The Xu family wasn't exactly benevolent; killing was child's play for them.
And now, at this critical juncture of "extraterritorial war," they could easily kill insignificant figures.
Thinking of this, she broke out in a cold sweat.
If Fang Xian used improper means, she would definitely be implicated.
The more Tao Hua thought about it, the more frightened she became. She turned and left without looking back, disappearing without a trace.
Fang Xian and Xu Xin both noticed this and exchanged bewildered glances, completely baffled by Tao Hua's actions.
However, they didn't care and went straight to the dressing room to change into their evening gowns.
After changing, Fang Xian's entire demeanor became even more gentlemanly.
As for Xu Xin, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
She wore a royal blue evening gown that shimmered delicately under the lights, like rippling water, adding a touch of nobility and aloofness to her.
The tailored cut perfectly accentuated her slender yet curvaceous waist, the skirt cascading down like a waterfall, its flowing lines extending to the ground, the train embroidered with delicate silver patterns.
Xu Xin exuded charm with every gesture, sure to attract everyone's attention.
She linked arms with Fang Xian, her face beaming with happiness.
At this moment, they seemed like a prince and princess straight out of a fairy tale.
When they appeared at the press conference, countless flashes of light illuminated their faces, making them the center of attention.
High-ranking officials and important figures below craned their necks, eagerly awaiting their arrival.
Fang Xian surveyed the room, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Today, he was determined to rip them off handsomely.
Now, watch his performance.