After being killed yet again, Logan Carter's unhurried voice sounded: "There are a total of sixty-two ways to dodge gunfire. Do you want me to teach you one?"

Brian Clark couldn't help but curse, "Damn Mu, are you doing this on purpose? You just watched me die so many times? You're really too much!"

Logan Carter replied calmly, "According to psychological theory, people tend to have a deep memory of painful failures, with the probability fluctuating between 90% and 96%, and the probability of using it as motivation is 52% to 63%. I believe you must have a deep memory of it now!"

Brian Clark was so angry he almost jumped out of his mecha to settle the score with Logan Carter: "You... you... you're ruthless!"

Logan Carter ignored him and directly pulled up a video clip, though it was unclear where he got it from. Brian Clark swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue and watched the video intently. The clip was very short, less than ten seconds. Brian Clark didn't have time to think, only to stare with all his might, afraid to miss even a single detail.

Logan Carter only left him with one sentence: "Watch carefully!"

In the video, it was also the Blackbird mecha, but it moved with unbelievable agility. Its chaotic, wave-like advance was as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest hint of stiffness, making it impossible to predict its next position.

For the first time, Brian Clark understood that skill could reach such a level!

Brian Clark's blood began to boil!

Emily Scott couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration for the opponent in front of her named YC, even though YC was not on the same level as her at all. Yet even so, this YC could still stand up again and again after losing without suspense each time—something not everyone could do.

One easy victory after another brought Emily Scott no joy at all. YC was definitely a newcomer; you could tell just by the mecha he used. Here, the Blackbird was always a symbol of beginners. For someone like her, who had undergone strict training since childhood and had expert guidance, defeating a rookie was nothing to brag about.

But strangely, every time Emily Scott faced a battle invitation from YC, she couldn't help but accept. To outsiders, this might seem like a meaningless and boring fight.

Someone with such courage was certainly worth helping. Kind-hearted Emily Scott comforted herself this way. She didn't even notice that a trace of uncontrollable curiosity was quietly stirring deep within her heart.

What kind of person was YC, really?

In a place far from the garbage planet, Emily Scott bit her small lips, her delicate arched brows tightly knit on her forehead, a look of deep thought on her sweet face.

This time, YC didn't immediately request a rematch as before, but stood there motionless.

Was he going to give up? Emily Scott let out a sigh of relief. It was about time to give up, wasn't it? With the Blackbird's performance, there was simply no way to dodge her Shadow Phoenix's attacks. Hmm, she should advise him to start with the basics!

Just as Emily Scott was about to speak, a battle request from YC suddenly popped up in front of her.

Still not giving up? It's useless! You should face the gap between the two of us! Emily Scott thought, but her hand seemed to move faster than her mind. By the time Emily Scott realized it, she had already accepted YC's request!

Heh, then let's go another round, Emily Scott laughed at herself, her snowy teeth showing slightly.

Brian Clark stared intently at the ground between his Blackbird and the Shadow Phoenix, replaying that video clip over and over in his mind, his slightly forward-leaning body showing his tension.

Logan Carter, as if it had nothing to do with him, said unhurriedly, "The full name of this set of evasive maneuvers is called Chaotic Waveform Jumping. The key lies in the word 'chaotic'." Logan Carter was as stingy with words as ever, stopping abruptly and refusing to say more.

This made Brian Clark grit his teeth in frustration, but there was nothing he could do about Logan Carter. He could only rack his brains—what exactly did 'chaotic' mean!

Chaotic... chaotic... chaotic... Brian Clark muttered under his breath.

But time waits for no one. Before Brian Clark could figure out the true meaning of 'chaotic', his opponent had already accepted Brian Clark's battle invitation.

Brian Clark could only throw all distracting thoughts out of his mind. Now was not the time to ponder about chaos or not; all that was in Brian Clark's mind was that video, that wave-like trajectory that seemed untouched by the smoke and fire of battle!

After using the Blackbird so many times, Brian Clark, who had only understood its performance parameters in theory before, now had a deep, firsthand understanding of its capabilities. This made Brian Clark even more aware of how difficult it was to perform that so-called wave jump with the Blackbird! The onboard computer on the Blackbird was far from capable of such complex calculations. Since that was the case, he could only rely entirely on himself!

The only thing that made Brian Clark feel fortunate was that manual control had always been his strong suit—something he had trained on Wendy, whose onboard computer was even worse than the Blackbird's!

Brian Clark began to take deep, long breaths, each one as heavy and drawn-out as a bellows.

Beep! In an instant, Brian Clark's hand moved! The Blackbird shot out like an arrow released from a bow, but this arrow didn't travel in a straight line—it advanced in an arc.

Almost at the same time, the spot where Brian Clark had just been standing was blasted into a deep pit by his opponent.