The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 484 - 403

The dense forest, as the name suggests, is the only oasis in this desert, with thick foliage and branches extending to block out the sunlight entirely.

At a glance, there are nothing but plants taller than half a person’s height, with leaves so sharp that ordinary clothes would be shredded to pieces in seconds if worn here.

Rong Zhi and their protective gear didn’t have to worry about any of this.

She adjusted her fingerless gloves, joined two fingers, and made a gesture inside. Fu Yaoyao and Jing Ji immediately exchanged a glance and split apart, their breaths hidden in an instant.

The opponents seemed to have anticipated their arrival, as both the path beneath their feet and the leaves above were used as weapons against them.

Countless blades rained down on her like a storm. Rong Zhi sharply scanned the dense forest, identifying a tree suitable for climbing. She spun on a nearby stone and dashed up the trunk.

Then, she grasped a protruding branch with one hand, twisting her waist cleanly and leaping onto it.

From her elevated position, she looked down upon a hell on earth, an uncountable number of cyborgs emerging like bamboo shoots after the blade rain, some with mechanical arms, others with mechanical legs.

The most terrifying among them was a two-meter-tall "person" with a completely mechanical head.

Rong Zhi was momentarily stunned upon seeing it, instantly recalling its details from her memory.

Before her, there was a professor at Mayer University who had risen to fame in the field of mechanics. The dean had once wanted her to study under this professor, but just the night before she agreed, the professor suddenly disappeared from the world.

The university was utterly shocked, and the professor’s sudden disappearance drew attention from various parties. The International Alliance even dispatched Interpol to conduct a worldwide search for five years, without any news.

The loss was deeply felt in the mechanical community. From that point on, they began to focus on cultivating her to fill the gap, and she didn’t disappoint, establishing herself in the mechanical field.

Rong Zhi later signed an agreement with Mayer University. She had to return to her country, so she could not stay in that position for long. She could only exchange the privilege to leave by bringing out two other professors for Mayer University.

Years later, she had not imagined meeting the other party again in this manner.

Closing her eyes briefly, she suppressed the regret in her heart, tightened her grip on the gun, and looked ahead, as if to see through the layers of trees to that place stained by moral corruption.

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Explosions rang out throughout the dense forest, sparks bursting suddenly everywhere. A stench mixed with the smell of machine oil spread in the air, invading her nostrils, bringing an unbearable suffocation.

"Senior sister, the cyborgs at East 40 degrees are taken care of."

"Pavilion Master, there are no enemies at North 60 degrees."

"Same for South 30 degrees."

"..."

Rong Zhi alone stood in the center, resisting the largest number of cyborgs, which were evidently of higher ranks. Each time she killed a cyborg, it awakened a slight remnant of their sanity.

They all gazed at her with eyes filled with something akin to gratitude and relief, silently thanking her.

Rong Zhi’s hand, steadfast on the gun, trembled uncontrollably for a moment, then she tightened her grip again, veins slightly bulging, her knuckles turning a cold, hard white.

"Senior sister, I’m coming—ugh!"

The voice in the earpiece suddenly cut off, and Rong Zhi’s heart clenched, her speech quickened as she asked, "Yao Yao? What’s wrong?"

There was no response for a while.

Rong Zhi’s lips pressed into a straight line. She activated the locator to track Fu Yaoyao’s position and leapt from the tree towards that point.

While she rushed towards Fu Yaoyao, similar cries of pain echoed continually through the earpiece. Cold sweat appeared on her forehead, but she had no time to stop.

It wasn’t until she reached a clearing that she saw Fu Yaoyao, struggling to fight off the cyborgs while clutching her shoulder.

Blood seeped through her black protective suit onto her fingertips. The girl’s weakness had always been close combat, and the cyborg evidently knew her vulnerability, relentlessly pressing close to attack.