Super Mechanic: God of Superpowers!

Chapter 142 Joining Longtan

Ye Xiu cleared his throat and began his performance.

"One day, I met a man on the streets of the Vais Hub. He was a very ordinary alien, dressed no differently from a regular interstellar traveler."

"I initially thought he was just an ordinary passerby, but as we walked past each other, he suddenly said something completely out of the blue..."

"Hurry up and finish," Hela urged. Seeing that Ames yawned and seemed uninterested, she quickly gave Ye Xiu a look, signaling him not to dawdle.

Melos couldn't help but nod.

Dude, stop dawdling, let's just shoot.

Ye Xiu coughed lightly and continued, "At the time, I was completely baffled, since I didn't know him at all. But now, after seeing you, I finally understand..."

"Brother, stop dawdling, okay?" Melos was almost in tears. "Are you really not afraid that the Dragon Throne will kill us?"

At that moment, he felt his omen of death flashing incessantly.

Why are you still keeping me in suspense at a time like this? Are you really my good brother?!

Upon hearing this, Han Xiao stroked his chin and looked at Ye Xiu with suspicion.

My relationship with Ye Xiu is just that of simple friends, so why did he blurt out my true feelings? Could it be...?

"He said—when you see Amos, tell her I don't want to see her yet, and tell her not to wait for me..."

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the air exploded with force field ripples, and everyone was thrown against the wall as if they had been hit by a starship.

As Melos rolled, he caught a glimpse of an astonishing sight—the eternally languid dragon throne was shattering the skull of a void dragon with its bare feet, and sparks of dark matter flew from its black hair that reached its ankles.

"Explain yourself!" With each step Ames took, clusters of crystals grew from the dragon skeletons on the ground.

Her expression was no longer calm, but filled with a mixture of surprise and annoyance.

It was as if she had finally received the news she had been eagerly anticipating, only to find it was bad news that was hard to accept.

Apart from Han Xiao, everyone else was extremely astonished upon seeing this.

Visander huddled in the corner, his demon horns crumbling and falling.

The captain had never seen his master so out of control—the force field threads wrapped around Ames's fingertips were now tangling the spatial curvature of the entire floating island.

Ye Xiu was lifted into the air by an invisible force, his body creaking.

He subconsciously activated his force field to control his supernatural abilities, and his body immediately felt much better.

"Hmm?" Ames looked somewhat surprised at the sight, but she had no time to pay attention to that right now.

She exuded an aura of authority and pressed him, "What does he look like?"

In an instant, the ordinary people in the Longtan Guard were knocked unconscious, and those who remained conscious had faces contorted in pain.

Ye Xiu took a deep breath, slightly easing Ames's domineering aura, and said with some pressure, "I don't remember the specifics very well. The person looked weathered, with disheveled hair and was unremarkable. Oh, right! The most special thing was his eyes; his pupils glowed, like..."

He deliberately hesitated, pretending that he couldn't think of a suitable metaphor.

"Those eyes..." Ames's fingertips unconsciously entwined with threads of force field, "Are they like the core of a star shrouded in night, a faint glow that can pierce through the entire darkness?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ye Xiu quickly replied, his tense shoulders relaxing slightly—Ames had indeed filled in the key features on her own.

It's safe now!

The figure on the throne suddenly chuckled, the laughter carrying the texture of stardust: "He said he doesn't want to see me?"

The gravitational parameters of the entire floating island suddenly became disordered, and Visander watched helplessly as his devil horn goblet, which he had treasured for three hundred years, turned into dust.

The captain would rather be stunned by the force field at this moment—when Ames's hair shimmered with a quantum entanglement-like glow, he clearly saw the fleeting loneliness in his master's eyes.

"Since you are his messenger," Ames suddenly flicked her sleeve, and twelve force field crystals floated around Ye Xiu. "I'll give you two choices."

Holographic projections of different ways of dying appeared on the surface of the crystal, and then transformed into the Dragon Tank emblem in the next second: "Turn into stardust, or wear my mark."

"It's my pleasure to serve you." Ye Xiu nodded.

From an angle unseen by the crowd, the scales on the Captain-Commander's devil tail were peeling off piece by piece, just like his shattered unrequited love at this moment.

feeling bad.

That's right, he's a subordinate who secretly admires the boss.

This is also the source of his motivation for working hard.

Choosing to be loyal to Ames is ultimately better than turning into cosmic dust.

And this was actually Ye Xiu's biggest plan.

Before he became a Super A-level, the threat of the Other Gods was always like the Sword of Damocles hanging over his head.

Rather than pledging allegiance to other unfamiliar Super A-level powerhouses or unfamiliar star cluster-level forces.

Amos is undoubtedly the best choice.

Another important reason is that, with the help of Ames, he might be able to control and develop the power field manipulation ability more quickly and effectively.

There are many factors that affect the power of superpowers, among which the level of development and proficiency is of paramount importance.

As Ye Xiu gazed at the trembling dark lines at the corners of Aimer's eyes, he knew the special significance that mysterious person who could foresee the future held for her.

This strategy of leveraging external forces perfectly aligns with Amos's cognitive logic: in her eyes, she is merely a fleeting ripple in the river of fate, a mouthpiece casually enlightened by the prophet.

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Visander would never know that the mercenary with his head bowed was analyzing the force field parameters of the floating island.

The dark matter threads wrapped around Ames's fingertips transformed into quantifiable energy curves in Ye Xiu's tactical goggles.

The "Under the Dragon Throne" badge he temporarily wears is both a talisman and an excellent window into observing the operation of Super A-grade power—just as he transformed the venomous snake's lair into a training ground for advancement when he was dormant in the nascent organization.

Past glories will not become chains binding his steps, just as a person who has tasted delicacies can still swallow coarse grains.

The dormancy in its early stages back then is exactly the same as the forbearance it displays today; the wisdom of surviving by assessing the situation has long been ingrained in its very being.

Compared to the cruelty of budding, Ames at least maintained a detached stance.

However, the oppressive feeling brought by this Dragon Throne is a million times greater than that of the organization in the past—breaking free from the bud is like tearing apart a spider web, but getting rid of the mark of a super A-level powerhouse is comparable to breaking free from the gravity of a black hole.

Even with his advantage of foresight, Ye Xiu could still foresee that this would be a long game.

The tactical goggles reflected the Dragon Tank insignia branded on his shoulder blades as he silently exhaled a puff of electronic mist.

This mark is both a symbol of protection and an inescapable burden.

Just as a starship needs a warp bubble to jump, this moment of submission is merely accumulating potential energy for the eventual breakout.

When the shackles binding the force field threads are broken by antimatter one day, today's dormancy will become a footnote to a legend.

On the other side, Han Xiao couldn't help but sigh softly; this was certainly not the result he wanted most.

However, the strong always control the fate of the weak, and he can only obey this ironclad rule.

Therefore, he believed that he would carry the title of "the Dragon Throne's subordinate" for a long time to come.

This may be a talisman, but it is also a new obligation.

Seeing Han Xiao's somewhat depressed expression, Ye Xiu pursed his lips, not wanting to say anything more.

I found you a good wife, but you're not satisfied.

When the "planet-shaking" event comes later, you must remember how good I was to you.

At the same time, a notification appeared on the panel in front of Ye Xiu's eyes:

[Congratulations on starting a new faction relationship.]

[Lontan: Current Relationship - Cold (0/300)!]

Amos waved goodbye listlessly, and Visander immediately put on a warm face and went to greet her.

The captain seemed like a completely different person at this moment, his demon tail eagerly rolling up the star map carpet: "Now that you're in Longtan, you're colleagues. The head steward will assign you all positions."

The members of the three mercenary groups were completely bewildered.

They were shouting and threatening to kill each other just a moment ago, but the next second Alien and Black Star became each other's people.

Brother Xingxing, are we still teammates?

Melos muttered to himself, "I have a feeling the aliens are just trying to trick Dragon Throne, aren't they?"

"After all, he's a Super A-level expert; he's not so easily fooled," Han Xiao said.

"That's true." Melos nodded in deep agreement. Even he wouldn't be fooled, let alone the renowned Dragon Throne, whose fame resounded throughout the Shattered Star Ring.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiu's lips twitched slightly.

Mei Ge, you really have no self-awareness!

(End of this chapter)