Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

Xu Xin was amazed. He was deeply fond of Zhou Sheng's disguise technique, which was a perfect match for the Tang Clan's assassination skills.

"Yes."

Next, Zhou Sheng gave him a general introduction to the abilities of Feng Hou Qi Men, and even demonstrated the Seventy-Two Transformations Technique in front of Xu Xin, transforming into birds, beasts, stones, and other things seen inside the Tang Tomb.

"Truly a peerless skill in the field of magic, remarkable."

Xu Xin's smile deepened; this was far more effective than the Tang Sect's Illusionary Body Barrier.

“I’m telling you, cultivating Feng Hou requires extremely strong willpower. I will give you the correct method, but if you fall into it and cannot overcome the greed in your heart, no one can save you.”

Zhou Sheng repeatedly emphasized the precautions to take after cultivating the wind.

In the year of Jia Shen, after acquiring the extraordinary skill, he was amazed and quickly brought it back to Wudang, intending to pass it down. However, he never expected that it would cause three of his fellow disciples to be immersed in the inner world for the rest of their lives, unable to leave.

Xu Xin, who was a self-taught practitioner and had never even been exposed to Qimen Dunjia, was not sure if he could learn Feng Hou. So Zhou Sheng cast a divination and received a four-character interpretation: it's worth a try.

"If I lack the willpower to die there, I can't blame you." Xu Xin didn't care.

"I'll give you three months of ample time. Whether you can learn it or not is entirely up to you."

"it is good...."

Xu Xin revealed a sinister smile, seemingly having won his gamble, and the agreement between the two was thus reached.

.......

3 month 1 day.

In the afternoon, inside the Trinity Gate, Jiang Mo was browsing information on the dark web, occasionally picking up his teacup and taking a small sip. The weather was fine and the sky was clear, making him feel quite relaxed.

"Uncle Master."

A soft call rang out beside me; it was Chengzhen coming to visit.

"Sit down? What's wrong?"

"I have two things to tell you."

Chengzhen smiled calmly, sat down on the futon, and said:

"The trials on the island went smoothly. Thirty-six foreigners have been killed. The remaining ones will need some time to be eliminated. The young men are growing very quickly."

"it is good."

As Jiang Mo listened, he tapped the tablet screen to open a new page of information, his gaze never wavering.

"In addition, my two junior brothers, Yu Huai and Xian Shu, came to see you, saying they had important matters to discuss. They didn't dare to bother you without permission, so they came to me to talk about it."

"Oh? You said."

Chengzhen briefly summarized the conversation from half an hour ago:

"It's not about the overseas G1 reagents. They were being tactful, as if they couldn't reveal it directly. They just told me that if I had some free time, they could ask you on their behalf if you would be willing to take the time to discuss it in detail."

"Let me finish reading this paper."

"Alright, as you wish."

Chengzhen silently stayed by his side. Soon, Jiang Mo finished reading and left the dark web.

"Dudududu..."

Seeing this, Chengzhen took out a communicator that was similar to a cell phone but completely different from the one left by his two junior brothers, and actively entered a specific channel to contact Yuhuai and Xianshu at the same time.

The call connected in less than a few seconds.

"Senior brother, has our senior uncle made any statement?" Yu Huai's voice was as gentle as ever.

“My uncle is right next to me, you two chat.”

Chengzhen handed the communicator to Jiang Mo and got up to leave, but Jiang Mo stopped him, indicating that he could just follow him without any need to hide. He pointed to the empty teacup on the table.

"..."

Chengzhen suddenly smiled, understanding his uncle's meaning, and stopped leaving. He picked up the teapot and poured tea for him.

"Uncle-Master, Yu Huai sends his greetings."

"Uncle-Master, Xianshu sends his greetings."

The two junior disciples in the channel knew that the person he was talking to was Jiang Mo, so they spoke respectfully and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

What business do you have with me?

Without any further pleasantries, Jiang Mo got straight to the point.

"I have a favor to ask of you. Firstly, it was requested by a colleague, and secondly, I thought you might be interested."

"Uncle-Master, may I ask you a question? Would you like to see our next-generation weapons?"

"Oh?"

Jiang Mo became somewhat interested. He had never underestimated the derivatives of the great path of science and technology. The achievements of those erudite scholars in the field of knowledge were a kind of 'miracle' different from seeking the Dao and cultivating Qi, a miracle that could benefit everyone.

"You said."

"Mechs, a futuristic weapon developed by other departments, are now basically finished with research and development, and only the final testing phase remains. The person in charge of them is a good friend of mine."

"Everyone has noticed your battle last year, especially that friend of mine. He repeatedly asked me to tell you that it would be his greatest honor if you were willing to challenge the mechs as a human, and he would be extremely grateful."

"Mecha...? Go on."

Jiang Mo was slightly surprised. First it was G1 overseas, and then it was mecha in China. It seems that the rapid development of science is even faster than he had expected.

"There are more than a dozen types of mechs. They are made of artificial metals, which are harder than any material in nature. The weapons they are equipped with are also the crystallization of today's cutting-edge science. They are controlled in real time by human brain nerves and supplemented by supercomputers to calculate combat data. They are important strategic weapons on the same level as nuclear weapons."

"There are three main types: Type C mechs are similar in height to humans, can be armed, and are generally used for reconnaissance, patrol, and pursuit missions, with limited firepower."

"Class B mechs, ranging from 15 to 20 meters in length, are ten times stronger than Class C mechs in all aspects. They have ample firepower and are faster than most missiles currently in use. I cannot disclose the specific data to you. They are planned to be the main weapon for dealing with many supernatural events within the country in the future. They are controlled by a network neural link and do not require the user to go to the front line to fight."

"Class A mechs, ranging from 60 to 120 meters in length, are creations that transcend fantasy and the times. They are weapons that are more terrifying than nuclear weapons to date. They have an overwhelming advantage over 99% of the mechanical weapons currently controlled by the network. They can easily infiltrate, seize, and modify permissions. When fully powered, they can destroy a city."

At this point, Yu Huai paused briefly, then said with some concern:

"Uncle-Master..."

"If you agree, the opponents for this test will be three Class A mechs."

Chapter 322 Be prepared for your hard work to turn into scrap metal

The tea, flowing gently, poured from the spout into the cup. Chengzhen, who was listening to the entire conversation, couldn't help but frown slightly.

According to my junior brother, the destructive power of a Class A mech is enough to destroy a city. If we were to face three mechs, my senior uncle would probably have to get serious. In that case, whether the mechs are destroyed or my senior uncle is injured, it would not be a good thing.

Just as he was having some concerns, Jiang Mo asked the two of them, "Are they ready?"

"...The mecha still has some finishing touches left. As long as you agree, we will arrange a testing plan for you immediately. It is expected that we can officially start testing in three to five days."

Yu Huai reported the truth.

"........"

Jiang Mo became interested. Three Class A mechs—they really thought highly of him. Were they going to test the weapons, or indirectly put him in his place? Or perhaps they were going to analyze his level of danger by testing the weapons?

He knew Yu Huai and Xian Shu's character; they wouldn't target him like this. They were only discussing things with him out of respect, and they genuinely wanted to find him a worthy opponent.

So the answer... lies with that so-called head of the mecha department.

"The cost must be extremely high, right?"

"Yes, just the subsequent charging alone will require supplying electricity to several provinces for nearly half a year, not to mention other maintenance and testing costs."

Due to the confidentiality agreement, Yu Huai could only describe the situation in general terms.

Jiang Mo didn't blame him. On the contrary, he felt a little excited. He had just achieved great success in martial arts and was looking for something to practice on. The mecha was delivered to his door. How could he refuse?

"Tell your friend for me that whatever his purpose is in using me as his testing ground, he should be prepared for all his hard work to turn into scrap metal."

"If we cannot accept the possibility of unforeseen circumstances, let's abandon this matter."

“Testing is not child’s play. I will not hold back. Just like those alien creatures that you are preparing for every day, they are bound by racial culture and differences in strength. Once a conflict occurs, it will be a fight to the death. They will not give you a chance to talk.”

"I do not know either."

Even though Jiang Mo's words were calm, Yu Huai could still sense a sense of oppression, as if a mountain was pressing down on her shoulders, which actually lessened her worries.

"Yes, Your disciple will obey your instructions and will consult him shortly."

"Is there anything else?"

"That's all. They will arrange the test site, which will take a few days. I will go there first, and you can just teleport here."

"it is good."

After a brief conversation, an agreement was reached. Chengzhen, having hung up the communicator, instinctively asked:

"Uncle-Master, how confident are you? In your opinion... should we tell everyone in the sect about this?"

"I can't judge whether the so-called next-generation weapon is worth looking forward to until I see their metal monsters. Come with me and let's experience the splendor of cutting-edge technology together."

Jiang Mo was quite interested in the upcoming test battle.

"Very well, I am willing to go with you. Please make thorough preparations in the next few days, Uncle-Master."

Chengzhen was still somewhat uneasy. He knew his uncle's abilities, but he did not underestimate the threat posed by the mecha. After all, it was a strategic weapon on par with nuclear weapons, and its danger might far exceed that of the North Cole campaign.

"Ah."

Jiang Mo indicated that he would not let his guard down, and then asked:

"Has Zhuge come out of seclusion? If he does, we should take him with us. It might be helpful for his research on weapon crafting."

"My junior brother hasn't finished his seclusion yet, but I reckon it'll be soon. I'll check back later."

Over the next few days, while preparing for the battle, Jiang Mo took the time to study the Lu family's Ruyi Jin technique. The content and power exertion techniques were similar to those in various martial arts manuals he had previously encountered.

Perhaps they originated from the same source hundreds or thousands of years ago, a fact that Jiang Mo was not surprised by.

In just one afternoon, Jiang Mo finished reading the ancient book on the Ruyi Jin technique, gaining some knowledge, though not much.

After all, even without the Ruyi Jin, he could still adapt and implement some of the techniques that integrate Qi into fist power, based on his existing martial arts skills that have fused many fist techniques.

.......

At night, a meeting was held to discuss preparations for the mecha test.

The attendees included five top officials from different departments. Lin Qi, who was in charge of exploring the ancient ruins, was absent, and his vote was voluntarily abstained.

In the last century, there were only six special departments initially established in China to investigate supernatural events and maintain social order, which are the departments behind the leaders present here today.

As time went on, the workload increased and manpower became scarce. To alleviate the work pressure of the old Sixth Department, the new Fourth Department of Nadutong Company was established.

Although the ten departments are nominally equal in status, the resources they possess and the work they are responsible for are vastly different.

The Sixth Department is at the forefront, and the dangers they encounter cannot be measured by common sense, nor can they be handled by the Fourth Department. The latter's main responsibility is to solve the trivial matters that the former has no time to deal with, and to provide the greatest stability guarantee for their work to proceed smoothly.

That night, the five leaders were present, possessing the highest decision-making power within the ten departments. They did not need the participation of the leaders of the other four departments, nor were they informed of the mecha test.

An elderly man with gray hair, a stern face, and eyes as cold as iron sat in the center of the conference table; he was none other than the highest-ranking person in charge of the mecha research and development department.

He silently surveyed the room, and seeing that all the councilors had arrived, he did not delay at all, and directly played back the entire conversation that Yu Huai had obtained during the day in the form of a recording.

A cold voice rang out in the conference room. It was Jiang Mo's voice, and he spoke very bluntly. It was not difficult for everyone to guess that he had the ability to destroy mechs, so they were somewhat hesitant.

While testing mechs is important, the loss of a mech reduced to scrap metal would be enough to cause the Sixth Department a lot of pain for a long time. According to detailed statistics, the amount of money invested in the creation of any Class A mech is an astronomical figure, equivalent to the entire budget of the Sixth Department for several years.

"Gentlemen, please speak freely."

Yu Huai broke the silence and was the first to speak:

"In this matter, Xian Shu and I are both from sects. To avoid suspicion, we will abstain from voting and let the rest of you make the decision."

After he finished speaking, the old man sitting on the far left looked doubtful and hesitated before saying:

"Yu Huai, is there no room for negotiation on this matter? Could you perhaps speak with the senior members of your sect again?"

“You know, it takes six or seven years to forge one Class A mech. We only have five right now. If one of your people really damages one, we stingy old men will be heartbroken.”

Yu Huai met his colleague's sincere gaze, said nothing, and simply shook his head slightly.

Having been in the sect for over thirty years, he understood Jiang Mo's personality quite well. The old man's words meant there was no room for negotiation.

The old man's expression darkened; it would be difficult for him to show the resolve to sacrifice three Class A mechs in a short time.

Xian Shu added, speaking in a serious tone: "Currently, besides the senior uncles in our sect, there are a few troublemakers among the A-level extraordinary beings within the territory. They are not human. Aren't these mechs we developed precisely to guard against them?"