Chapter 315 This is Damn Weird

She felt that Ling Mo had a problem again.

…Or maybe it was her who had the problem.

Temporarily suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her mind, Xia Xinyan looked up, seeing Tang Tang tied to a steel kite, about five or six meters off the ground… Or perhaps five or six meters above Ling Mo’s vertical height.

Listening to Tang Tang’s screams from above, Xia Xinyan finally couldn’t help but ask, “Is this really safe?”

“Absolutely not,” Ling Mo shook his head. “Such a low-tech creation is very easy to control. I can also take control of the kite from my side. If there’s any danger, I’ll pull her back.”

Saying this, he looked up and shouted to Tang Tang, “Don’t worry! Look, there’s a handle on your right! You can control the flight direction with that! Just treat it like a game! If you spot any enemies, you can use the missiles on both sides to lock onto them and fire! Don’t worry about accuracy; it auto-tracks!”

Tang Tang’s screams grew louder, “But I’m afraid of heights ahhh!!!”

Ling Mo: “…Then I’ll lower you two meters.”

Then he turned to Xia Xinyan and said, “Let’s go. Da Ri and the others might be in danger.”

If they truly encountered their replicants, it wouldn’t exactly be a harmless situation.

…He wasn’t boasting; it wasn’t the time for modesty. After all, both he and Xia Xinyan were top ten in the rankings.

Xia Xinyan glanced up at Tang Tang, then silently followed Ling Mo.

She remembered from her past life that Tang Tang had quite a strong psychological endurance. In the face of such sudden circumstances, they couldn’t fully cater to Tang Tang’s feelings, so even though she thought Ling Mo’s actions were somewhat inappropriate, she didn’t say much.

They could comfort that girl properly after everything was done…

Thinking this, the two on the kite soon reached the explosion site.

When they arrived, the area hadn’t stopped exploding, but fortunately, they were minor explosions, and the bomb yield probably wasn’t huge. After all, there were undoubtedly many residents still hiding inside the surrounding buildings. If those collapsed, it would truly be a big problem.

Moreover, Ling Mo was right—a lot of the commotion was indeed caused by… his replicant.

Xia Xinyan’s replicant wasn’t here, which probably indicated that replicants didn’t have the kind of affection that the originals had, so it was normal for them to act independently.

And Ling Mo’s replicant wasn’t up against Fatty and the others, but… it was someone else he recognized.

“…Is that Tiger Ba Tian?” Ling Mo and Xia Xinyan stopped on the roof of a short building, observing the battlefield for a moment before Ling Mo couldn’t help but mumble.

Because those few people were just too familiar—the big gold chain, the big gold watch, and the summer attire of white vest and flip-flops, plus faces that looked seven or eight parts similar—if it wasn’t Tiger Ba Tian and Chicken Head, they had to be their long-lost brothers.

And there were quite a few of them, roughly estimating there were about ten or so people. Tiger Ba Tian and Chicken Head led the group, but their situation wasn’t too good. They were almost being beaten down by that Ling Mo replicant—perhaps because they weren’t even attempting to fight back and were trying to negotiate with that replicant about something.

Unfortunately, the explosions were too loud for Ling Mo and Xia Xinyan to hear what was going on.

“They probably recognized it too, but they mistook that replicant for you.” Xia Xinyan furrowed her brows slightly, her tone carrying an air of displeasure, “Mo Mo, take out that replicant.”

Suddenly, she understood a bit why Ling Mo disliked this kind of replication setting.

Using their appearance to tarnish their character—if they hadn’t been caught by them, who knew if they’d end up in a hostile situation the next time they met Tiger Ba Tian and the others—they probably wouldn’t even know what had happened.

It was just that when her replicant and Ling Mo’s replicant first appeared, they ran off too quickly, plus they had to take care of Tang Tang; otherwise, she would have definitely gone to handle those two first.

“No problem.” Seeing his own replica causing trouble, Ling Mo didn’t have a good temper about it either. He immediately locked on to that replicant with two missiles attached to the kite Tang Tang was tied to, and then the two missiles shot out simultaneously, slamming into the replicant just as it was about to throw a grenade.

It also triggered the bomb in its hand, leading to a violent explosion that shook the surrounding buildings.

The missiles flying in from behind naturally caught Tiger Ba Tian and the others’ attention. Tiger Ba Tian was almost the first to turn around and, upon recognizing them, froze in surprise: “How come there’s another one?”

Chicken Head also looked over, equally shocked: “Damn it, what? Is this a sibling out of nowhere?!”

“I don’t have such a crazy brother.” At that moment, Ling Mo had approached together with Xia Xinyan. Noticing that aside from Tiger Ba Tian and Chicken Head, the others showed hostility, Ling Mo smiled gently and raised his hands slightly, “That thing is just a cheap imitation. The effects generated in this area randomly produce monsters that look exactly like us.”

As his words finished, the smoke from the explosion began to clear. The street had been blasted into a huge pit, but that Ling Mo replicant didn’t seem to be hurt much at all—at most, its battle armor was damaged, but it didn’t affect its mobility. It manifestly conjured up a few small bombs again and prepared to throw them.

Ling Mo was fast enough to conjure a rocket launcher in response: “Everyone, stand back!”

Then he fired a shot that sent that cartoonish figure flying back.

The explosion was perfectly controlled, not shaking the surrounding houses too much, but the replicant right in the middle definitely took a tenfold blast of damage.

However, when the smoke cleared, that replicant was still alright.

Tiger Ba Tian was dumbfounded: “This is so damn weird!”

Ling Mo furrowed his brows, puzzled: “Is this guy that tough?”

Xia Xinyan tilted her head and inspected the armor on Ling Mo, unable to help but mutter: “Are you sure it’s not your armor that’s tough?”

Although the replicant’s abilities were supposed to be significantly weaker than the original… It didn’t necessarily mean the equipment they wore was inferior to the original…

Who knows how ridiculously powerful the armor Ling Mo had crafted over so long was.

As she mentioned this, it also reminded Ling Mo: “Then this is just the opportunity to test the limits of my armor!”

He directly passed the kite string to Xia Xinyan: “Xinyan, hold this for me. I’ll take care of that guy; you all just watch from behind.”

Xia Xinyan: “…”

She seemed like she wanted to complain about something.

But she didn’t know how to start.