Colonial Suit

"Clang!" A board fell to the ground.

"Crash!" A row of containers tilted and collapsed.

"Clatter!" A shooting mech being equipped with weapons crashed headfirst.

One by one, the hunters squinted, staring dumbfounded at Singer. Haji, on the other hand, was covered in black lines, his eyes darting around.

"Warrior?" he asked tentatively.

"Warrior, this!" Singer gave a thumbs up, pointing proudly at himself. He looked very proud and pleased.

"Warrior my ass!" Haji roared in anger! "Someone who screams for help is also a warrior? Then I'd have been a god of war long ago! Get lost, go back and hug your Leah, and leave tomorrow. I don't have time to waste with you."

"You don't understand." Faced with Haji's anger, Singer remained calm and collected. He raised his head, looking at the pitch-black sky.

"Only those who know how to use all resources and all means to pursue victory can be called warriors. What's so strange about that? Sister Qingyue is stronger than me, so naturally I have to latch onto her. You want to latch on but can't..." Singer acted like a philosopher in the first half, but reverted to his old self in the second half. He winked and smiled. "Besides, I'm really not good at moving things. I can't do it without Sister Qingyue."

"What moving? Who is this Qingyue you're talking about?" Haji was completely confused, but seeing Singer's smug look, a glimmer of hope vaguely rose in his heart. He said in disbelief, "You don't mean..."

"Almost." Singer raised his chin and lit another cigar for himself.

"You're crazy!" Haji immediately jumped up. "Do you know how many people are in Shangri-La? One hundred and twenty thousand! Regardless of the warriors, there are one hundred and twenty thousand civilians alone, and these people all have their own livelihoods. You want us to leave with you, how are we going to transport them? And the equipment, weapons, food, logistics machinery..."

Haji rattled off a long list of things, then sighed. "Singer, I'm satisfied that you have the heart, but this idea is really impossible. I know cosmic mercenaries have their own spaceships, but you're not doing well out there, so don't waste resources on us. We're all a bunch of people who don't know if we'll have a tomorrow. Being able to live one more day is already God's grace. We can't ask for more..."

"God? What's that old geezer good for?" Singer glared, then muttered in a low voice. "Sorry, Brother Robbie, I'm not talking about you... Well, anyway, God doesn't work here... Besides, I'm not just here to take care of you guys this time. There are many other things to move."

"There's more? What else is there?" Haji was completely bewildered. He already thought Singer's plan to take them away was a flight of imagination, and he couldn't imagine anything bigger. After all, he was just an ordinary person, and the world of cosmic warriors was too far, too far away...

Looking at his surprised and confused expression, Singer smiled smugly. He opened his arms in an embracing gesture and took a deep breath.

"The bigger the heart, the bigger the mind. I'm going to take everything I see..."

"You... you're really crazy... On what basis? Just because of your Qingyue?" Haji stared blankly at Singer, even wanting to touch him to see if he had a fever.

Singer quickly waved his hand. "She's not my Qingyue. She's my teacher's. Don't try to harm me. Talking nonsense can really get you killed."

"Okay, even if it's your teacher's Qingyue." Haji felt his head swelling and rubbed his brow in distress. "Then where is she? You've been shouting for so long, but nothing's changed."

"Hehe." Singer grinned, his gaze returning to the sky.

"She's already here..."

"Ah? Ah!" Following Singer's gaze, Haji was instantly stunned. The tool in his hand clattered to the ground, and he stood there like a wooden sculpture.

He saw the most incredible sight of his life.

The sky was splitting in two!!

In fact, the sky was still the same sky, and the black tide was still the same black tide. But above their heads, in the deepest part of the rampant black tide, a clear crack was rapidly unfolding. It separated the sky and the black tide, forming a huge blank space of several thousand kilometers. There were no stars or clouds, only infinite blue mist.

The mist rolled, the crack expanded, little by little, turning into a super huge circle...

"So... so big..." Haji said blankly, almost dreamily.

Yes, it was too big. Even if he didn't have much astronomical knowledge, he knew that this so-called 'rift' was big enough to swallow the entire x35, because the sky was already filled with it, and even the black tide was squeezed to the side. Of course, this was only temporary, and the rolling black tide was constantly eroding this rift. But even so, the shock left on Haji was too great, too strong.

As an ordinary person, an ant in the apocalypse, when had he ever seen such a spectacular sight? Moreover, this sight was related to him. In Singer's words, it was 'Sister Qingyue'.

The entire Shangri-La fell into silence, and the hunters stared at the 'blue' sky rift, losing their ability to speak.

Only Singer was still smiling with a cigar in his mouth. Amid everyone's dumbfoundedness, he patted Haji on the shoulder and said,

"Actually, I'm not doing so badly."

Then he bent down and plunged his hands into the earth.

His bulging muscles, like those of an ancient giant, burst through his clothes. Singer suddenly doubled in size. A terrifying, powerful, almost suffocating aura suddenly erupted from his body, instantly covering thousands of kilometers. All the trees bowed at the same time, and all the mountains were silent at the same moment.

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Planetary level!

The legendary planetary level! Not only can it destroy planets, but it can also control them!!

"Let my power extend deep into the earth!"

With a bang! The earth rose, and countless hills resembling veins suddenly appeared, extending wildly in all directions. They were so fast and so powerful that any objects blocking them were shattered and tilted. Shangri-La was immediately in a mess, with countless houses collapsing.

But this was just the feeling of ordinary hunters. If someone were to watch from the sky above the planet, they would see these countless 'veins' spreading all over the globe, as if covering the entire x35 with a layer of blood vessels.

That was... the power of a god!!

The hunters' eyes focused on Singer, with worship and fanaticism! Even Haji's eyes changed, becoming unbelievable and complex.

But Singer didn't care about these. His thoughts stretched out with all his might, sensing the internal structure of the planet. Power permeated every corner of the planet in the form of a force field, reaching directly to the earth's core. After everything was completed, he suddenly raised his head and gave Haji a ferocious smile.

"Let me show you the efficiency of Singer Moving Company."

"Vector! Direction conversion!"

"Rotational force distortion!! Change, transfer!!"

"Get up for me!"

"Watch the ball! Shoot!" (To be continued...)