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Futile Resistance

Somewhere within Orinfeld City, Wang Xu Chen sat comfortably in nothing but a bathrobe, letting a few beauties massage his burly feet. He was indulging himself as if he were on a well-earned vacation, savoring every moment without a care in the world.

"Master Chen," his butler approached him, bowing deeply in a manner akin to a martial artist. "I just received a report from the observer team. All Numbers assigned to the gate have begun engaging with the target, Aster Mistral."

"I see..." Wang Xu Chen muttered, feigning disinterest, though a flicker of curiosity danced in his eyes.

The butler, accustomed to his master's antics, pressed on without waiting for acknowledgment. "Furthermore, Numbers 0 and 1 are actively delaying the Hit Squad's leader. Meanwhile, the unassigned single digits are neutralizing potential reinforcements."