In times of war…

What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination? 

How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques? 

What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy?

And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move?

For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions? 

This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.


Tian Xingjian laughed and said, "Listening to you, I feel like a bandit robbing young women. What should I say next…" He thought for a moment, then lifted Milan's chin with his hand and leered, "Little lady, come with me and be my village chief's wife, and I'll make sure you eat well, drink well, and enjoy endless wealth and prosperity… plenty of buns to eat!" Milan chuckled, spat at him, and said, "You dirty pervert, who wants to eat your buns." Fatty drooled a little, plastered on a smile, and said, "How about you be the bandit chief, and I'll eat your buns?" Milan was initially stunned, but then saw this lecherous man staring at her chest with green light in his eyes. Blushing, she kicked him away, opened the door, and laughed coquettishly, "Shameless Fatty… you can't have them!" Turning to leave, she glanced back and said softly, "Make some time… you should go find her…" 


Chapter 132 - Volume 3 Chapter 36 Open Class