This is not mechanical ascension...

Chapter 190 Ulrich couldn't stand the headache

Jesaya glanced at him, without any thought of explaining, he just looked at the torch leader and continued:
"If anyone can build this thing in a short period of time, it should be him."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other two great mechanics in the room looked over at the same time. They didn't sneer, but were just surprised and suspicious.

As fellow master mechanics, they were confident in Jesseia's level during these few days. To be so highly regarded by him, he must be no simple person.

"Who is this Qinglong?" Deyes couldn't help but ask, looking at the Torch Leader.

"An exiled great mechanic whose origins are unclear." The Torch Leader spoke vaguely, seeming to be hesitant.

"The exiled great mechanic?" Deyes was slightly stunned, causing a stir.

He knew very well what the status of the Great Mechanic was. Even in an advanced civilization, as long as one did not go so far as to launch a massacre, even if one did something unacceptable by the law, it would be harmlessly exposed.

A great mechanic who could be reduced to exile must have either committed a heinous crime or gotten into great trouble.

"Can he really do it?" The Torch Leader confirmed again.

"He should be the most powerful mechanic I have ever seen." Jessia looked solemn, and added: "Including His Excellency Star King."

Deyes was completely upset this time, "Is this true? Including the Star King?"

Jesaya frowned, "I have the utmost respect for the Star King. I will not use his reputation to help others. Facts are facts."

"Every mechanical body that undergoes full-body transformation can easily become a great mechanic, and the Star King is the best among them." The old man couldn't help but say.

Mechanical body transformation is divided into several stages. The simplest is the external limbs of the body, followed by internal organs, and the most difficult are the heart and brain.

Modularity is one of the many advantages of becoming a mecha, especially after the brain is modified.

Most technologies can be processed through external data transmission, and with just a little learning, you can become a master in a certain scientific branch.

It can be said that every powerful mechanically modified body is a mechanical master.

The old man added: "If this person's ability exceeds that of the Star King, perhaps he can really create this thing."

"If a person like this needs to go into exile, then he must have caused huge trouble." Deyes looked solemn, and the words "Imperial Civilization" emerged in his mind.

He immediately felt like his butt was on fire, and couldn't help but speak with resistance: "Don't invite him. If we work with him, we may not know how we will die in the end."

The Torch Leader frowned, "Let's not talk about the future. I have already sent out an invitation, but the Collector refused to let him come first."

Jessiah smiled, "When did the torch stop moving forward just because someone rejected it?"

The Torch Leader looked up, "I remember you and Ulrich had a good relationship."

"It's not bad," Jesse said calmly, "but the temptation of the sublimated ruins is greater for me."

"No, if you invite him, I will leave!" Deyes slammed the table. The Torch Organization's enemies are mostly Islamic civilization.

Even if they lose everything, if they are captured, Islamic civilization will most likely not kill them.

But who knows what kind of trouble this guy called Qinglong has behind him.

Unknown dangers are frightening.

The Torch Leader shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Deyes, when I invited you here, I already said that you can't leave until this matter is completely settled."

Deyes's face was livid, and he was cursing in some unknown dialect that the translator couldn't understand.

.........

"Sir Ulrich, I am contacting you this time mainly to extend my sincere invitation again. I hope you can bring Master Mechanic Qinglong to participate in our plan. Believe me, the final harvest will definitely be worth your anticipation."

In the Iron Castle, Ulrich looked at the virtual screen in front of him. It was pitch black, and the sound waves kept fluctuating. He frowned slightly: "Didn't I say before that I have no interest in participating in your plan."

"I will not bring the master mechanic Qinglong with me."

The screen was silent for a moment, and then a voice came out, "This is our Torch's most sincere invitation. Please think carefully and don't rush to give an answer."

Ulrich was already anxious at the moment, and he snorted coldly when he heard this: "Are you threatening me?"

"I am not one of those ignorant and backward interstellar civilizations. If you want to play, I can play with you forever!"

A voice came from the dark screen, "You misunderstood."

Ulrich strangled the virtual screen directly and frowned. When Torch invited him last time, he did not hesitate at all and his meaning was very clear.

Logically speaking, the other party should not come close to me again.

He frowned, and the threat implied in the other party's tone made him even more irritated.

In the huge space deep in the castle, the surroundings are made of metal walls, shining with a cold luster. In the center is a light golden spaceship, which is the spaceship of the Judge civilization.

Armored soldiers and staff of various races were constantly moving around, and a large number of instruments were placed around.

"Ulrich has always been cautious and never got involved in any trouble, but this time he was blamed for it." Sandro spoke in a muffled voice. His burly body was much taller than others. He folded his arms and exuded a fierce aura.

"You seem very happy." The thin figure standing beside him was wearing combat armor and had a hoarse voice. He was a human, but the most eye-catching thing was his gray pupils.

"Of course, we can't let him take all the good things." Sandro didn't care. "With his unique system, he made a lot of money in the Land of Stars. Some time ago, he even caught a great mechanic and gave him a job. I'm really jealous."

"The Great Mechanic..." Theo also paused and shook his head: "That's Ulrich's own ability. We are all friends. He asked you to come here to help."

Sandro curled his lips, "You want my help? First ask the great mechanic under his command to help me build an A-level weapon."

"A-level weapons? How dare you open your mouth." Ulrich floated down with a cold tone.

Sandro responded sharply, "Your people killed a B-level cadre of mine, and you still have the nerve to ask me for help?"

Ulrich said without giving any face: "Then you can leave."

"Okay, we're all in this together. If the boat capsizes, no one can escape." Theo interrupted, and Ulrich asked, "How's the investigation going?"

"The hard drive of this spaceship has been cleared, and there is no surveillance video. The nerve gas left behind has been confirmed to be [Eternal Sleep]." Theo said in a deep voice: "Salad was hiding on this spaceship at the time. It was definitely him who did it."

He pinched out a virtual screen: "The ordinary crew members were killed by nerve gas, and the remaining four B-level life forms were too broken and seemed to have resisted."

"But after cell activity testing, the level of nerve gas in their bodies was not low. Logically, they should not be able to resist." A few days have passed since the incident, and the data for analysis has been obtained.

Theo frowned slightly: "But apart from the body of the golden-eyed man, no other bodies were found. The blood was mixed together, and we are trying to separate it out, but it is likely to have no effect."

"Cerard..." Sandro shook his head, "A B-class life form has brought unrest to the Land of Stars."

This sturdy A-class life form stroked his chin and threw out a virtual screen. A large number of pictures flashed by. They were traces of battle inside the spacecraft, and some places were severely damaged.

"Also, the signs of battle are not right. If these people were knocked out by nerve gas, there shouldn't be such obvious signs of battle inside the spacecraft."

He has a lot of combat experience. "Moreover, five B-level life forms are fighting each other, but they can't even destroy the spaceship?"

"I suspect that some of the battle traces were deliberately added later. The actual fighting time was not that long."

"There's no need for Serrad to do that."

Theo's expression changed slightly, "You mean, there's another person?"

Then, he shrugged and said, "I'm not sure. My dog ​​nose only detected a smell that didn't belong to the corpse present. It should be Serad."

"If there really is one, he should not be a simple person. He can see through Serrad's disguise and kill him easily. Could he be an A-level life form?"

Sandro meant something.

Theo's expression tensed slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "The question is, why did Serad use nerve gas to massacre the golden-eyed people?"

"His first goal should be to leave here, not to kill people. The golden-eyed people don't want to leave? What are they here for?"

Theo's eyes fell on Ulrich's face, and Ulrich's expression froze slightly.

Sandro added: "Kay, the golden-eyed man next to the great mechanic Qinglong, is the only son of a big family in the Judge Civilization."

"Ulrich, don't you have anything to say?"

Ulrich frowned and said, "I checked and he did not leave the floating island that day."

"He's a great mechanic, so it's no surprise that he has any tricks." Sandro said nonchalantly, "Theo, the Casablanca Flower you spent a lot of money on might be in his possession."

Theo did not press Ulrich further. Instead, he looked at Sandro and said in a deep voice, "He is only a Class B life form. The [Flower of Casablanca] is meaningless to him. How come I didn't realize it before? Your ability to speculate is so powerful."

"The four B-level life forms have been corroded by nerve gas, and their strength has been greatly reduced. Serrad is good at speed, so it is impossible for him to fight head-on. His destructive power is not that strong. Your speculation is untenable."

Theo warned: "Don't try to take advantage of me."

Sandro snorted.

Everyone had their own agenda, and Ulrich's temples were throbbing. At this moment, Huo Tan came over and whispered, "Master, the Judge Civilization is calling."

He took a deep breath, the fire that had been suppressed in his heart almost bursting out. He looked around at the two of them and said in a deep voice, "Wait for me here."

He hurriedly followed Huo Tan and came to a small room, then he took the smart terminal from the other party. A virtual screen showed a man with golden eyes wearing advanced combat armor.

As soon as he came up, he said, "I am the Judge of Civilization - Gunn, the Collector - Ulrich. I just received news that a group of our foreign combat personnel died in the Land of the Stars, your territory."

"We hope you can give me an explanation."

Ulrich's face darkened. "Explain? What is the Land of Stars? You all know that no one can be guaranteed to be safe here."

"Are you admitting that you have something to do with their deaths?" Gunn's tone was emotionless.

Ulrich's face was grim. "Their deaths have nothing to do with me. I have already investigated. They died at the hands of the Anti-Hidden Star Pirate - Serrad."

The other party was silent for a moment, and his golden vertical pupils glanced to the side, as if he was checking the information, but then he continued:
"We don't trust your investigation, or you can hand over the murderer within seven days, or we will take necessary measures."

"Necessary measures?" Ulrich's heart was suddenly filled with rage. Not long ago, it was the threat from the Torch Organization, and now it was the threat from the Inquisitor civilization.

He is an A-level life form after all. Do you really think he is a weakling?
"Or..." The other party changed his tone appropriately, "Leave Kai to us."

Ulrich suppressed his anger and frowned. He didn't want to get involved in such matters. The Interstellar Alliance was also obsessed with the guy named Kai.

He originally thought that Qinglong would quickly throw this person out, but who knew that he had been holding him in his hand the whole time.

"I'll think about it." Ulrich's expression became restrained and finally expressionless.

The other party hesitated to speak, but Ulrich's face was extremely cold: "I am the Earth Ripper, Sky Destroyer, Collector-Ulrich!"

"So what if we are advanced civilizations? I don't want to provoke you, but you also don't want to see an A-level life form plotting to assassinate your top leaders all day long."

The other party was silent for a moment, "I hope you can think it over as soon as possible."

The screen went out, and there was a crackling sound - Ulrich clenched his hands, the smart terminal broke into pieces, and sparks flew.

.........

"Is this thing really that powerful?" Li Ming looked at the golden potion in his hand. He couldn't figure out whether Serad's last words were to delay time or the truth.

"Improve genetic potential? And improve it from the root..." Li Ming thought.

If this is the case, it will have an extraordinary impact on him.

What he controls is the amplifier, and he himself is the base.

The most fundamental strength, speed, defense, and elemental control can be amplified through an amplifier.

And these aspects can only be improved by raising the level of life.

(End of this chapter)