The Last Sentinel

"Boss, are you sure this will repair the machine soul?"

"Don't look at me like that. I'm just exhausted of my soul and spirit, not that I've lost my brain! My intelligence is still intact, and my technological knowledge is still there!"

"But boss, from a machine spirit's perspective, I feel like playing like this is a bit perverted..."

"The concept of a machine spirit is ultimately a product of the influence of the God of Machines, Okarah, on metal, causing it to become sentient. Therefore, as long as enough preordained weapons are gathered together, a very powerful divine weapon spirit, or in other words, a machine spirit, can be born!"

At the Great Wall of Swords, on the beacon tower of Jia Shen, atop the towering beacon tower, a raging fire burns, blue and white flames swirling and soaring into the sky, vast and inextinguishable, roaring and howling.

Looking overhead, one after another Imperial cargo ships towed ship after ship of abandoned battlefield weapons, all of which were poured into the enormous stellar energy furnace, which was comparable in size to a volcano.

Ye Feng and Brother Eighty stood on the stands, watching the chainsaw swords, ship-slaying knives, kinetic guns, explosive guns, and vibrating spears cascading down like a waterfall. Interspersed among them were the bones and armor of many heretics, a dark mass like a black waterfall, crashing into the boiling blue-white furnace of fire and water, quickly melting away and disappearing without a trace.

Despite enduring the intense high-pressure particle flames within the Star Energy Furnace, Brother Eighty asked, "Boss, how much longer until the Machine Soul is born?"

"Don't rush," Ye Feng said, "I'll give you a high-end version of the Mech Soul Mech!"

Brother Eighty was taken aback. "High-end custom version? Cutting-edge technology?"

"It's new technology." Ye Feng turned around and looked at the Star Energy Furnace panel in front of him. "Ordinary mechs are made by first manufacturing the mech and then awakening the mech soul. Although such mech souls are pure and loyal, they are too young and have a long growth path, requiring a lot of time to cultivate. It's better to directly mass-produce a batch of mech souls with mature combat experience. They are naturally integrated with the mech body, similar to pure mech life forms. They come out with combat awareness and combat skills, and their loyalty is very high, so they don't need to cultivate."

Brother Eighty rubbed his hands excitedly, "The boss truly lives up to his reputation! With just a slight move, the mechs have taken a giant leap forward! If you could stay and help humanity develop technology and improve martial arts, how could our Great Ming Empire not break through the fourth wall and emerge from the carbon-based universe!"

"What are you thinking about!" a voice came from behind. "If we keep a lone wolf like the boss around, wouldn't he just become a watchdog?"

Behind Brother Eighty, several familiar figures followed: Hua Xiaobai, the three brothers of the King of Hanzhong, Dian Wei, and Xu Chu walked onto the beacon tower.

Upon seeing the King of Hanzhong, Brother Eighty immediately jumped up and down, shouting, "Boss, you be the judge! My sister is only twenty years old, and this old codger with one foot in the grave is actually seducing her!"

"Hey, even if we're close, I'll still beat you up if you talk nonsense!" Old Liu from Hanzhong roared. "What do you mean I seduced your sister? It was clearly your sister who contacted me! Your father was a disrespectful old man. He was seventy or eighty years old when he had your sister and then passed away, leaving your sister without a father to accompany her as she grew up alone. As her brother, all you did was give her money and nothing else. Naturally, she became particularly dependent on her father's boyfriend. It's only natural that she would be interested in me. In fact, it's your sister who took the initiative to contact me!"

Brother Eighty suddenly grabbed Old Liu by the neck, rolled him to the side, and they fought fiercely.

Ayu and Afei glanced at Xu Chu and Dian Wei.

The four men exchanged a smile and leaned over the railing to watch Old Liu and Eighty Brother fight.

Hua Xiaobai leaned against the railing, staring at the massive screen as tall as a wall. Thousands of indices were constantly changing numbers, making her dizzy and disoriented. "This stuff is terrifying! Boss, how do you manage not to get dizzy looking at all this?"

Ye Feng said, "Your brain development level is too low. After you upgrade to the 2.0 satellite-level space warrior, your brain development level will be higher, and you won't feel dizzy when looking at these things."

Hua Xiaobai rubbed her eyes. "Boss, there's something I think I should tell you."

Ye Feng said, "Speak."

Hua Xiaobai glanced around, then leaned close to Ye Feng's ear and whispered, "Boss, I feel like some of the people in the council are acting strangely."

Ye Feng, without looking up, manipulated the various data inside. "Continue."

Hua Xiaobai asked, "Boss, do you still remember that Kim envoy who championed the Ming Dynasty as the representative of the Goryeo civilization on the Korean Peninsula?"

Ye Feng said, "I vaguely remember him. He was a staunch supporter of the Ming Dynasty. What happened to him?"

Hua Xiaobai said, "He's dead."

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment. "How did he die?"

Hua Xiaobai rubbed his hands and said, "The jury's charge is that he colluded with heretics and betrayed the interests of the Human Alliance."

"This charge is utterly absurd!"

"I am very familiar with this golden stick. I know very well that he is an extreme and fanatical supporter of the golden race. His advocacy of the Great Ming creation theory is welcomed by many academic schools of thought in the current society of ordinary people in Great Xia."

"But for this very reason, he also attracted many enemies, including the hostile gazes of some small countries and ethnic groups in parliament."

Ye Feng said, "You should tell Lord Zhao about this."

"I've said it many times," Hua Xiaobai said. "I've talked to Speaker Zhao many times. I said it's necessary to suppress the hostility of those small forces. The Human Alliance needs stability and needs a dominant force! But, but, Speaker Zhao said that this is not my business. He is in charge of the internal affairs of Blue Star. I am under your command. I only need to push forward the war! If I really have any objections, I should go to you, the boss, and let you negotiate with him."

"Further on, that guy surnamed Kim was complained about by a small group of members of parliament and was tried and executed overnight."

"I know about this news; that guy has been dead for almost half a month."

"The Human Alliance carries out executions in secret."

Ye Feng didn't speak, but focused more intently on reshaping the machine soul. This time, Ye Feng wanted to create a batch of machine souls, a batch of repairable machine souls!

Hua Xiaobai muttered in my ear, "Later, I inquired about the internal situation and learned that not only was the man surnamed Jin dead, but a large group of his followers were also purged. Within the Supreme Council of the Human Alliance, there is a huge 'saintly' mentality. Those small countries and ethnic groups have forgotten our past deeds of wiping out the Neanderthals. They think that the current universe is large enough, and there is no point in waging interstellar wars. They clamor for an end to the war, for peace, for the division of the star territories we have conquered, and even for the division of the power on the Perfect Continent..."

"In my view, this phenomenon is no different from a rebellion."

"But I don't understand, Zhao Changcheng, why didn't the Great Wall Watchers step in to stop it!"

"Is all of this due to Zhao Donglai's indulgence, or is it the Speaker's intention?"

At this point, Hua Xiaobai slammed his fist on the control panel, furious. "If we let these 'holier-than-thou' types continue, the tragedy of the Three-Body Problem will be our future!"