Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

Although he gained the attention of Amber King, Hipe, Aha, and the Emperor's Bow, he didn't feel any extra energy in his body!

And even if he had a little extra stuff, he wouldn't know how to use it!

And even if he really did have destiny energy at this moment, and knew how to use it, Bronya is not him after all!

Lin Si scratched her head.

So that Great Guardian's lance wasn't activated by the energy of destiny?

It was because he was noticed by the Amber King that the Amber King branded him, and the lance sensed the brand, which is why it was activated.

"How stingy! None of the four gods gave us any energy for our destiny..."

Lin Si muttered to herself, then quickly put her hands together and bowed towards the ceiling.

"My apologies, my apologies. Please don't take it to heart, my esteemed Star Gods. I was just speaking offhand. What was due has been given; what wasn't given is simply a matter of fate..."

He put his hand down and started scratching his head again.

So what do we do now?

Without destiny energy and without knowing the key, how can you activate the company's mechs?

Schwarz said that those mechs were "borrowed" from the company by Beloberg seven hundred years ago. The company's stuff must have its own set of activation methods.

It's either destiny energy or a specific key.

He had no destiny energy, and he didn't know about the golden key.

That's really awkward.

Lin Si leaned back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling for a while.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to use his "money power".

Although the real world and that game world may be different, how will you know if you don't try?

After all, the game's settings are quite rigorous so far.

He picked up his phone, opened his contacts, and scrolled down for a while.

Stopping on a name.

Lyndon Scott, Market Development Specialist, Star Peace Corporation.

This guy holds a fairly high position in the company; he's a junior executive.

Because his mother worked at Tianbo Company and had some trade dealings with the company, coupled with the fact that this business partner was powerful and had a decent level of spending, he was able to make a living.

So the company secretly assigned a 'communication specialist' to their family, and they would get a discount if they bought things through this communication specialist.

However, the root cause is still this Scott, how should I put it...

He licked her and his licking was so good that Lin Si liked him a lot. After a while, Lin Si became friends with him.

Otherwise, given his family's circumstances, he wouldn't care about that small discount.

After all, when it comes to buying things, most people just buy them once they decide they want to, and they're too lazy to make things complicated.

Demon King: "Scott, do you sell any automated weapons over there?"

The message was sent and received a reply within two seconds.

Scott: "Oh my goodness! My dear! I've missed you so much these past few days!"

Lin Si's lips twitched.

This person's hand speed is incredible; it's a shame they're not a professional esports player.

Scott: "Automatic mechs? Yes! Absolutely! Everyone in the company knows I, Scott, am the mech combat expert!"

Lin Si looked at the message and remained silent for two seconds.

You're a mecha combat expert with that small frame?

Demon King: "Stop making your brother Lin laugh. What types are there? Can you recommend some?"

Scott didn't waste any words and sent over dozens of pictures.

He laid out the pictures in rows and then began to introduce them.

Scott: "Grandpa, look, these are for combat..."

Scott: "These are life assistance items..."

Scott: "These are engineering-related..."

Lin Si looked through them one by one.

He stopped halfway through the row.

The more he looked at the pictures of the automated soldiers, the more familiar they seemed to him.

They are very similar to the mechs in Belloberg.

It's not just "very similar," it's practically identical, except for slightly different paint jobs.

Lin Si saved the picture and sent it over.

Demon King: "How much are these?"

Scott replied instantly again.

Scott: "As expected of our ancestors! They had such good foresight! These are the company's general-purpose automated combat mechs. Although they are relatively basic, they are cost-effective, have low maintenance costs, and are easy to repair even if they break down."

Lin Si nodded.

Belloberg is a combat mech "borrowed" from the company seven hundred years ago. At that time, in order to resist the Antimatter Legion, they would definitely borrow the "best".

But times have changed, and technology has advanced. It makes sense that what was a top-of-the-line product seven hundred years ago has now become a basic model.

To be honest, the game's design is incredibly rigorous.

Demon King: "Give me one of each."

He thought for a moment and then added another one.

Demon King: "By the way, I have a question for you. What was the activation key for the company's automated fighters seven hundred years ago?"

The other side still replied instantly.

Scott: "Alright, sir! I'll send it to you today!"

Scott: "A seven-hundred-year-old key? Heh heh, you might not know if you ask others, but I, Scott, am a mecha combat expert! I actually know this!"

Lin Si raised an eyebrow.

Demon King: "Oh? What is it?"

Scott: "To be honest, the company's combat mechs, whether in the past or now, only have one core key!"

Lin Si stared at the screen.

The message popped up the next second.

Scott: "Everything is dedicated to the Amber King!"

Lin Si was stunned.

Isn't that the company's slogan?

"However,"

Scott sent another message.

"Different mechs need to input this key in different locations. If the location cannot be found, even if the key is known, it cannot be activated."

Scott: "Damn, I'll send you the location of the input keys for these automatons in a bit. Each model is different; some are on the chest, some on the back of the neck, and some on the soles of the feet. They're hidden really well."

Scott: "If I weren't an expert in mecha combat, I might not have known."

Lin Si's lips twitched.

Okay, mecha combat expert, whatever you say goes.

Demon King: "Thank you."

Scott: "No, no, no, don't be so polite with me! The stuff will be sent today, please check your mail!"

Lin Si put down her phone, leaned back on the sofa, and looked up at the ceiling.

Is everything dedicated to the King of Amber...?

Chapter 60 What is a trash can with arms and legs?

After receiving the message from Scott, I read it carefully and put it into my mind.

Lin Si leaned back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling for a while.

Thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising.

This has always been the company's corporate culture; from top to bottom, from people to machines, everything is inscribed with the word "data protection." They've chanted this slogan for thousands of years, to the point that even the robots believe it—that's typical of this company.

He saved the files on "key input locations" that Scott had sent him, then picked up the gaming glasses on the table.

I'm going to report to the Shence Prefecture this afternoon; it's still early. An hour or two should be enough for him to activate all those automated machines, right?

If all else fails, tell Schwarzlo and let him take over.

However, the reason why Swarona was able to listen to him was mainly because of the huge difference in strength between the upper and lower levels.

During the previous negotiations, he used his position as "Commander of the Silvermane Iron Guard" and the military threat from the upper districts as leverage to get Swaro to compromise.

If I were to tell him how to activate the automated mechs, I would have to find a way to add a restriction.

Otherwise, given the robots' logic-driven nature, if they calculated that he had a chance of winning by leading these nearly 10,000 automated mechs to attack the upper district, they might very well do it.

What are the limitations?

Lin thought of the little girl named Clara.

White hair, red eyes, barefoot.

Schwarz's attitude towards her was also unusual.

That protective instinct doesn't seem like a logical consequence, but rather more like a kind of instinct.

If Clara is used as the "supervisor," and Swallow's actions require Clara's approval, then this guy shouldn't act recklessly.

After all, if he dared to rebel, Clara would definitely be the first to object.

The little girl's eyes clearly conveyed the "we should all get along well" kind of feeling.

Lin Si nodded, thinking her idea was good.

My vision went dark for a moment, then brightened again.

Beloborg, snowfield.

When Lin Si logged on, she found herself standing next to a patch of black soil, holding a seedling in her hand.

There were people all around.

The railway guards were moving heavy loads, the builders were taking measurements, and a group of volunteers in ordinary clothes were helping with the moving.

"Lady Bronya, let us do these things!"

A volunteer walked over, rubbing his hands together, looking embarrassed.

“You have more important things to do.”

Lin Si looked around and instantly understood the situation.

It was pretty much as he expected.

Cocolia is organizing people to build a wall in an attempt to connect with Belloberg.

Meanwhile, many people dressed in clothes that clearly weren't builders or guards were also working in the field; they were probably citizens of Beloborg who had come to help on their own initiative.

Lin Si smiled.

Never mind, I'll go to the lower level later.

"There's nothing more important."

He controlled Bronya's body, patted the volunteer in front of him on the shoulder, his tone relaxed and casual yet serious.