Chapter 3: Soloing the Boss, Masterfully Controlling Everyone
At this moment, Lian Fei had dismantled her mech suit and was hiding inside a hospital. She gazed out at the dense swarm of insects outside, a shiver running down her spine.
While wearing the mech, the insects seemed small, but now that she was out of it, each one was nearly as large as an elephant—grotesque and terrifying, making her scalp tingle.
Lian Fei wasn’t surprised that the insect horde hadn’t charged into the hospital. From her past gaming experience, this hospital was surely a critical location.
The mission’s objective was to resolve the insect crisis. The quickest way was to exterminate all the insects. Yet, the sheer number outside, combined with their rapid reproduction, meant even if she fought nonstop for days, she couldn’t kill them all. There had to be another way to complete the mission.
With that in mind, Lian Fei withdrew her gaze from the window and decided to explore the hospital. Places inaccessible to NPCs must hold the key to finishing the mission—or perhaps the boss’s lair.
She drew the light blade and laser gun that the system had provided, hoping it would be a clue-filled exploration spot rather than a boss battle arena.
Meanwhile, in the DOL viewing area:
“This hospital is crucial. Didn’t expect a newcomer to get lucky and find the key location so quickly,” a veteran team leader remarked.
“I remember there’s a boss in this hospital, but it’s easy to beat—even solo. Oh, that’s on hard difficulty,” a woman in a rose gown chimed in.
“After defeating the boss, you get a potion. Then you head to the insect hive and inject it into the queen, which kills her. The other insects collapse and self-destruct. That’s how you finish the mission,” a cold voice spoke from behind the group.
“Everyone knows that. The hardest part on hell difficulty is the insect’s strength,” the team leader sneered, though he paused upon seeing the speaker.
The man, ID [K], was a renowned expert ranked first on the combat leaderboard. For the past month, he had tried forming teams to clear the hell-level insect nest, even with military academy students, but all failed.
K’s described strategy was officially released by the Federation, recounting the victory in the Kemosi Star Campaign.
As the team leader said, it sounds simple but demands tremendous effort and harsh conditions.
“Let’s go. I’m going to try another route.” K turned off the live stream and beckoned his comrades. “Solo clearing is impossible. Watching any longer is pointless.”
His words discouraged many spectators, who left, while a few curious onlookers stayed.
Inside the Federation government building:
The commander of District Ten’s army widened his eyes, stammering, “This… this is the place where…”
The chairman nodded, “Yes, that’s the one.”
Two S-level psychics and ten A-level psychic soldiers had died there.
The meeting room was filled with somber silence.
The District Nine commander sighed, “One person can’t do it alone.”
“Unless she’s a 3S-level psychic.” The District Seven commander paused, then looked at the chairman. “Is she 3S-level? Why hide her then?”
There were only about a hundred S-level psychics in the Federation, and 3S-levels were virtually mythical.
If Lian Fei truly was 3S-level, why conceal it? Regardless of her background, the Federation would have made her an honored guest.
The chairman said nothing, smiling gently at the figure on the screen.
Lian Fei cautiously moved through the hospital, searching floor by floor but finding nothing.
The evacuation had been rushed—supplies scattered, medicines broken and spilled everywhere.
The hospital’s dim and deathly silence kept Lian Fei on edge. Even when trying to relax, she grew alert at the sight of blood drag marks on the floor.
There had to be something inside.
She activated her thermal imager, hoping to catch a glimpse.
Finally, as she stepped into the fifth-floor corridor, she heard a faint rustling.
The thermal imager showed a small figure ahead around the corner, resembling a tiny cat.
Lian Fei hesitated, gripping her weapon tightly.
The rustling stopped abruptly. Her sixth sense tensed her muscles.
Sure enough, the next second the creature lunged at her.
Fortunately, Lian Fei had been alert and reacted instantly, parrying the attack with a backhanded slash.
A metallic clang echoed as she met the creature head-on.
It was no ordinary cat.
It looked feline, but its mouth split into eight petal-like segments, exposing rows of tiny teeth.
Its eyes were compound like an insect’s, and nine segmented, insect-like tails with sharp stingers flicked behind it.
It emitted an earthy, musky odor and growled intermittently.
After Lian Fei blocked a claw strike, all nine tails lunged forward to stab her.
She swung hard, sending the creature flying.
“Hiss-meow—!!”
It crashed through three walls before landing.
Before Lian Fei could catch her breath, the creature sprang back.
She fired twice, but the tails blocked the shots.
She sheathed her gun and charged with her blade.
The cat was fearless, matching her claw for claw and tail for tail in a lightning-fast duel.
Lian Fei marveled: Could this be soloed? Truly, interstellar warriors were formidable.
Luckily, she got this experience first. Otherwise, facing other interstellar fighters in places like Eden without preparation would be like fighting artillery barehanded.
Unbeknownst to Lian Fei, other spectators watching her fight were stunned.
In the DOL viewing area:
“No way! Someone’s actually trading blows with the hell-difficulty Tartarus?!”
“Is this really hell difficulty?!”
“God, I died the moment I met Tartarus during the hospital stage!”
“Don’t mention it! I didn’t even get to see it once!”
“I was in a team with top-tier gear and barely managed three exchanges.”
“K’s whole team were elites and got wiped by Tartarus in under three minutes!”
“This, this, this… Eight Directions Money, this big shot has been fighting for five minutes! And still trading blows!”
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