This is not mechanical ascension...

Chapter 441 If you want to fight me, I'll be the first to run away! (Sorry, it's a little late)

Many people immediately understood why the three master craftsmen of the Mechanics Association had issued a series of statements some time ago, emphasizing that no political persecution of the Mechanics Association would be allowed.

"Strict and severe punishment..."

A few days later, Li Ming, who had already changed to a new spaceship, watched the situation develop.

Following the announcements and statements from various civilizations, local mechanics also banded together to discuss countermeasures and subconsciously safeguard their own rights.

Large-scale demonstrations were launched, factories stopped working, and the mechanics encouraged the workers to target local civilization and hold demonstrations.

"The Mechanic Association, through the low-level mechanics, can almost cause a serious damage to a civilization. If it were me, I would also feel uneasy..."

The natural threshold of the Machinists Association means that mechanics who can pass the assessment are not only smarter, but also far superior to ordinary people in many aspects, and can be quickly supported through various resources.

He then applied for a loan, built a factory, got involved in related industries, and eventually became a local tycoon.

It’s not so bad in empire-level civilizations, as the Mechanics Association doesn’t have that much power yet, but in small and medium-sized civilizations, it can be said to be a universal killer.

In fact, this is not the first time that interstellar civilizations have taken a bite out of the mechanic pie.

When the Machinists Association was first established, it did not attract much attention. Most people believed that this organization would probably disappear soon without causing any waves.

But the Hammer Master single-handedly pulled this association together.

Later, many civilizations realized the dangers behind this association and intended to split it up.

But he was forced down by the forging hammer master with great force.

What is a strong stance?
Li Ming had heard Reynolds mention that he actually went there alone and talked to each of the imperial-level civilizations one by one.

When he found out about it, he was secretly shocked. How powerful is the forging hammer?

This incident also established the prestige and status of the hammer forger.

The two master craftsmen now, Mechanical Soul and Creation, are far inferior to the Forging Hammer Master in terms of strength, and their reputations are even lower.

The crisis of the Machinists Association is getting worse, and many low-level mechanics expect high-level mechanics to speak up and protect their rights.

Three days later, the God of Creation finally showed up, but he did not question Xingji.

Instead, it requires many mechanics to remain calm and not destroy the economic ecology and stability and security of local civilization. Any matter should be resolved through legal consultation.

"Fuck, what kind of god craftsman is this? His ass is really crooked. He is bullied by others and he still makes us endure it..."

"The creator is a master craftsman, worthy of the title of "soft mechanic", his body is really soft..."

"When he saw his imperial father speaking, he didn't dare to object to a word."

The statement of the Godly Craftsman immediately caused a backlash within the Mechanics Association. Most of the grassroots mechanics had become ruthless out of fear.

No one can withstand the investigation. Even if they are clean, they are afraid of being accused of false charges. Anyone who does not help them will become their enemy.

"Software mechanic... As expected, the creator really knows himself well." Li Ming couldn't help but laugh as he watched the news.

This was not the first day they knew about this, and they had already conducted many simulations with Reynolds and Mikhail.

These methods and reactions were actually within the expectations of him and the God of Creation.

The Machinists Association is a non-governmental organization and has no legal basis at all, which means that it is actually a lamb to be slaughtered.

All it takes is for one civilization that can withstand the backlash to take the first step.

The Empire is the best leader. Two full years have passed. Without any external pressure, the internal mechanics have completed the first round of purges and localized the work, which has not caused much reaction at all.

And this kind of "strict and severe" attitude is bound to cause a high-pressure reaction from the mechanics.

Then let each civilization deepen its determination to deal with this behemoth, because the turmoil it causes will not favor them interstellar public opinion.

We can’t blame these mechanics. With life and death crisis right before their eyes, who could remain calm?

The solution to this problem is actually very simple. All we need is someone with enough prestige to step forward and order all the mechanics not to act too aggressively.

If the contradictions do not intensify, not many civilizations will dare to take the initiative to strike. If everyone is united, it will be difficult for the knife to fall.

“We…can’t suppress it…” Li Ming still remembered the ugly look on the face of the Master Craftsman when he was discussing a solution with him.

No one can stop the alliance of the three major civilizations. All they can do is minimize the losses.

In fact, the bottom-level mechanics won’t have much to lose.

They have already anticipated the other party's subsequent reaction and are waiting for the confrontation to escalate and deal with a few typical cases.

Turn the Interstellar Federation-style Mechanics Association into a local, autonomous department, and then announce an amnesty bill. Even if they have to bear some losses, those mechanics will flock to it.

In other words, if you want to open the window, you have to break down the door first, and the business will continue after that, and you just have to pay a fine.

The main losers are actually the two master craftsmen, especially the master craftsman of creation, whose assets will probably shrink a lot.

After the Mechanics Association is dismantled, the influence of the so-called master craftsmen will fall to the bottom.

But even if they had foreseen this, there was nothing they could do. Pushing things to this point step by step was more than the three of them could handle. They could only try their best to recover the losses.

.........

boom!
Somewhere in the chaotic star gap, in the center of the battlefield, powerful energy ripples spread in all directions, forming spider-web-like cracks wherever they went.

But it was imprisoned by an extremely powerful force, and then it twisted in an instant, time and space seemed to flow backwards, energy went back, and everything returned to silence.

"No more fighting!" A boiling mental wave swept out, and a huge life form like a hill emerged, with shining hair all over its body and four huge horns on its head, which was slowly shrinking at this moment.

"No wonder the Empire invited you. It turns out that you have advanced your time ability to the X-level, integrating time and space..."

Barbaro's face looked grim. Not far from him, purple symbols gathered together and turned into a smiling Anduin wearing a purple robe.

"I'm just lucky..." Anduin responded, then shook his head, "Barbarol, you don't have to be so angry. The Higher Life Forms United Organization cannot have only ten people. Sooner or later, they will be open to joining."

"Of course I know." Barbaro snorted, "But we are no longer the original ten. We have less power. Besides, are all of these ten people stronger than me?"

Anduin shook his head helplessly. "The Empire never said that invitations are based on strength."

"What's the basis for that?" Barbaro frowned. "Since it is a higher life form, should we consider philosophical cognition instead of strength?"

"You are indeed better than me, I admit it." Barbaro said, then turned and left.

"Wait, where are you going?" Anduin frowned, and in the blink of an eye, he was already beside Barbaroer. "I'm going to find those who are not as strong as me, defeat them, and take their place." Barbaroer said in a deep voice.

"Who told you that we can replace them by defeating them?" Anduin sighed, "You don't understand. What the Empire needs is someone who can speak for them and stand on their side."

"Even if you are stronger than some people, the Empire does not think you are on their side and will not invite you."

"No, of course I understand." Barbaro said in a deep voice, "But I don't believe that a loser can become one of the ten founding members of the Higher Life Forms United Organization, and the Empire has the nerve to let him stay."

"You..." Anduin looked at him in doubt, his face cold, "Who contacted you recently? The Federation? Or the Covenant? What did they promise you?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Barbaroel said expressionlessly, "Don't try to stop me. You are stronger than me, but you are not strong enough to crush me."

"Who are you going to see?" Anduin's face changed.

He said bluntly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Anduin suddenly asked: "Blue Dragon?"

Barbaro turned his head suddenly, "You also think I'm better than him?"

Anduin: “…”

It turns out that fusing multiple gene seeds doesn't work, the muscles are controlling the brain.

His eyes flickered, "I'll go with you."

Barbaro was surprised, glanced at him, and said indifferently: "It's up to you."

……

"Finally home."

Coming out of the star gate, the Mechanical Royal Court was right in front of him. He immediately contacted Suzaku, took a special channel, skipped the tedious identity verification, and landed in the Mechanical Royal Court.

When Ulrich got the news, he rushed over immediately, looked Li Ming up and down, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing wrong with him.

He apologized, "Sir Li Ming, this situation happened because I didn't manage Kaina's affairs well."

"It's not your fault." Li Ming shook his head and asked someone to bring out a metal chair from the old spaceship he was riding.
The surface is a deep black-purple color, the seat is engraved with many complex symbols, and there are shackle-like restraint devices on the armrests.

【True Seat--S Class:
……

Control Ability - Honesty: Any A-level or lower life form that sits on it will answer your questions truthfully. 】

This is something Li Ming upgraded on his way here, and it is just right for clearing out spies.

When it was at level A, the ability was not that strong and could only do things like hypnosis. Some specially trained undercover agents could still withstand it.

After being born at S level, a qualitative change has indeed occurred. It is easy to check the memory, but this situation is difficult to do, which is equivalent to a powerful supernatural power.

"The Truth-Speaking Chair. Any life form that sits on it, below level A, will tell the truth," Li Ming gave a brief introduction.

Ulrich's expression changed immediately, and his eyes revealed great fear.

"Take it and see if there are any other traitors." Li Ming said.

Ulrich nodded hastily and had the chair moved away in a hurry, not daring to touch it himself.

Li Ming thought about it, and asked Suzaku to prepare a spaceship, and then asked Tanwei to put the black rune stone on the spaceship.

He left a few more mechanical bodies behind to control it and left the Mechanical Royal Court. He had no idea what this thing was and felt a little uneasy keeping it by his side, so he simply placed it in the starry sky.

After dealing with all this, Li Ming returned to the core base. At the door of the room, he saw Robin. He seemed to be depressed, with messy hair, as if he had not woken up yet. "You left without calling me."

Li Ming was too lazy to pay attention to him and opened the door. Robin followed closely behind him and sighed, "Alas... Ever since Ford went to study in the Sea of ​​Stars, I can't even find anyone to talk to."

"Developing genetic seeds. Talking to someone won't increase the development progress." Li Ming said casually.

Robin almost suffocated and said hesitantly, "An old friend of mine recently accepted a well-paid mission that was also quite dangerous, and he invited me to help."

Li Ming glanced at him and said, "It's no secret that you are here with me."

"A trap?" Robin was slightly stunned. "But I'm your friend and I've known each other for a lifetime..."

"It's up to you. If you want to go, leave the butler behind." Li Ming said faintly, "If it's a trap, remember to hold on and don't tell anyone about it."

"Uh... forget it, let him go and play by himself."

What Li Ming said was creepy. Robin looked embarrassed and left, scratching his head.

Li Ming didn't care. After closing the door, he logged into Qinglong's account, entered the Black Hole Network, and joined a group chat.

The next moment, fluorescent lights flashed all around, and two virtual projections emerged. They were Reynolds and Mikhail.

The virtual projection was actually their real bodies. Reynolds was tall and strong, with solid muscles, purple-red skin, and was four meters tall. He looked not much different from a forging master.

They are both of the same race.

Mikhail has a slender figure, yet looks somewhat noble, wearing a platinum robe, and has long slender ears. He is a pure-blooded elf, which is extremely rare in the interstellar space.

However, his normally calm face now looked anxious and angry, and his expression was ugly: "The situation is getting more and more tense. There have been casualties. The mechanics of a small civilization have even engaged in a firefight with the ruling government."

"What a bunch of idiots!"

"So fast?" Li Ming frowned, "Less than a month."

Mikhail said in a deep voice: "The low-level mechanics are much worse than I thought. That small civilization has not abolished the death penalty. According to the crime of that mechanic, he will definitely die."

"Then the next step should be condemnation and division." Li Ming pondered: "What do you think is the possibility of achieving joint governance?"

Mikhail said helplessly: "The Mechanic Association has no moat. We cannot resist the pressure from the stars. Joint governance is the best case scenario, but the possibility of achieving it is very small. We still have too few cards to play."

"Do your best." Li Ming shook his head. None of them believed that the Mechanics Association could withstand this wave.

The longer it dragged on, the more he would get, and the less damage the two master craftsmen in front of him would suffer.

"Tell me, if the three of us join forces, can we reach the strength of the hammer forging force?" Reynolds suddenly said, "How about we give it a try and let them see our strength."

Just a little bit?
Li Ming was speechless. How much benefit did he get in the Mechanics Association? It was fine for everyone to just bargain in secret.

He still wants to drag him to fight against the three major civilizations. Has Reynolds gone crazy?
If we really want to overturn the table, I'm sorry, he will definitely be the first one to run away.

(End of this chapter)