No Matter How Long, I Will Wait

Wang Zheng waited in the runic mech, quietly awaiting his enemy. The Primordial Regression Technique gradually restored his body to its optimal condition, but the runic mech had taken some damage in its fight with Blue Demon. Even if he was a mechanic himself, he could not repair much of the runic mech. Luckily, the mech capabilities had no issues. People could recover, but mecha could not. If only mecha were self-regenerating as well.

Of course, this was all Wang Zheng's daydream. The other super soldier was even stronger. Yan Xiaosu had asked Wang Zheng if he was confident, and Wang Zheng had, of course, said yes. But Wang Zheng knew that this was a classic case of nine dead, one alive. In terms of ability, the game was up. X98 was his opponent and Old Zhuo had told him before that once one entered the top 100, things were completely different. He had also asked before how to deal with such a person, and Old Zhuo's suggestion had been to run as fast as he could.