Base No. 1, Gao Gongâs mechanic workshop is now empty, most of the mecha have been redeployed to the front line, ready for combat testing.
Gao Gong stood naked, with a dozen fine lines drawn across his body, marking the directions of the surgical cuts.
In front of the operating table, three items were set up again: one was a V-Type Carbon Atom Reactor recharged with energy, the second was a pile of items resembling metal fruit cores, and the third was a metal banner.
The fruit core is the âDevilâs Jet Three-Phase Typeâ, and the metal banner is the âBanner of Steelâ.
Both are Level 5 blueprints, representing the manufacturing limits of a Level 1 civilization.
The âDevil Jetâ is the upgraded version of the âReproductive Organ Sprayerâ, using a unique âThree-phase Rotating Structureâ. Although itâs much smaller than a single sprayer, its efficiency is 150% that of a normal sprayer due to the three-phase rotation.
As for the âBanner of Steelâ, it uses a jellyfish alloy treasured by the Security Corps. This alloy is only produced by mechanical beasts of high-level marine species. The alloy has an astounding fusion rate, and the surface of the banner is embedded with a âNeural Excitation Circuitâ, which comes with a âWar Willâ, covering an area of 500*500 meters.
Besides, it is also a powerful mechanical gun.
Gao Gong referred to the shape of the âSpine Gunâ and incorporated some materials from the âIron-Backed Flying Dragonâ, thereby matching better with himself, who had fused the cells of the âIron-Backed Flying Dragonâ, naturally bringing the state of âHuman-Gun Unityâ.
The crafting of these two mechanical blueprints consumed plenty of the Security Corpsâ treasures. Thankfully, his status as a âlive-in son-in-lawâ excused such vast resource consumption; otherwise, it would have inevitably aroused suspicion.
"Old man, are you really going to let me do this?" The punk girl was visibly tense.
"Whatâs the matter? Havenât you done transformation surgery before? What are you so nervous about?"
"Nonsense, those were just small surgeries, like changing a finger or fixing a mechanical arm. Now weâre playing big suddenly, Iâm feeling overwhelmed."
Gao Gong rolled his eyes, knowing this kid couldnât hold up. With a thought, âBiological Separationâ ignited, spewing out numerous nerve bundles and flesh from his body until a humanoid body with two eyeballs hanging appeared: scarlet muscle chunks bulging and contracting, the wide eyes staring fixedly at the counterpart, and the scarlet mouth opening with countless blood threads within, devoid of teeth.
"Iâll watch you do it, surely thereâs no issue now, right?"
Helliâs legs trembled, her face turning pale: "Old man, I need to pee."
"No way! If you pee during surgery, who knows if youâll wash your hands."
"Oh."
After the initial shock, Helli calmed down. After all, having someone directing and operating are completely different matters.
To ease her mindset, Gao Gong engaged in sporadic conversation with her.
"Did you get another tattoo?"
Helli raised her shoulder, revealing a âLittle Crimson Empressâ tattoo, looking somewhat proud.
"How about it? Does it look similar? This was patterned after your daughter."
Gao Gong rolled his eyes, spinning his eyeball 360 degrees.
The punk girl, apart from being a mechanical enthusiast, is also a tattoo lover, with at least five or six visible tattoos across her body: heavy machine gun, skull, metallic thorns, a row of strange ancient text.
This kid seems to be just 17, right? Youâre not even an adult and dare to get tattoos, what more when youâre grown up, would not it be smoking, drinking, and perming!
Your dad before leaving, repeatedly cautioned you not to go astray.
Oh, based on the moral standards of the Radiation Zone, going astray means drug abuse or insane body modification; tattoos are still considered a normal hobby.
Under Gao Gongâs directions, the punk girl quickly stabilized. Gao Gong prompted her attributes with a poke.
Name: Helli Wilder
Race: Primordial People
Life Value: 80/80
Physical Strength Value: 90/90
Mechanical Energy: 73
Personal Attributes: Power 7, Agility 5, Endurance 4, Intellect 5, Perception 14, Personality 12
Skills: Intermediate Mechanical Maintenance lv5, Intermediate Firearms Repair lv6, Human Body Transformation Surgery lv5, Mechanical Body Transformation lv4 (Advanced)
Talent: Mechanical Girl, Basic Mechanism Sense, Dexterous
The other attributes are not worth noting; truly important are the three talents in the mechanical system, which were the main reason Gao Gong took her as a disciple.
âMechanical Girlâ and âDexterousâ were innate to Helli, whereas âBasic Mechanism Senseâ was something Gao Gong concocted one day, injecting diluted Royal Blood into her to observe any reaction.
The result was unexpectedly smooth, after a high fever episode, the punk girl successfully awakened âMechanism Senseâ, much faster than Gao Gong by countless times.
Indicating that in the âMechanical Systemâ field, she possesses talents far surpassing those of Gao Gong.
Gao Gong is not envious, given that his original âDouble Flower Red Staffâ attributes were quite decent, having provided him a host of effective combat talents.
The crucial part is three talents, forming the prerequisites for becoming a master, and Gao Gong is currently training her towards this direction.
The implantation of the âDevil Jetâ swiftly succeeded.
On Gao Gongâs âbodyâ, there appeared rows of coin-sized bloody holes across arms and thighs.
With a thought, Gao Gong manifested numerous flesh buds at the wound site, covering them.
Helliâs surgical knife paused not once; upon entering the âMechanical Maintenanceâ mode, the Mechanical Girlâs talent activates, immersing her entire self into the machinery, with external disturbances unable to affect her.
The higher the talent, the more Additional State gained through prosthetic body implantation.
[You successfully implanted Devil Jet*20, Sports System Transformation Rate +5%]
[Your Body Transformation +5]
[Your Mechanical Energy +5000]
[You acquired the talent âMechanical Overloadâ]
At this moment, Helliâs hands were deep inside Gao Gongâs chest, performing a âHeart Replacementâ on him.
Reinstalling the âreactorâ is secondary; more crucially, she needs to install a charging system for the reactor.
Ultimately, Gao Gong is no Iron Man; reactors used one after another, Level 7 mechanical products are beyond what he can currently reverse-engineer.
So itâs necessary to use them sparingly.
[You have successfully implanted the built-in engine - V-Type Carbon Atom Reactor, Circulatory System Transformation Rate +3%]
[Your Body Transformation +3]
[Your Mechanical Energy +4000]
As soon as the reactor was installed, the chest lit up, triggering a chain reaction, and each âDevilâs Jetâ lit up.
Skull patterns appeared on Gao Gongâs âcorpseâ.
"Cool! Iâm getting this tattoo next time!" Helliâs eyes gleamed.
Gao Gong rolled his eyes, his eyeballs turning 360 degrees once again.
This kind of edgy aesthetic, oh, youâre still underage, never mind then.
Once again, with a thought, Gao Gong began to cover his chest with flesh and blood. He wasnât interested in having a glowing chest, especially since this type of reactor couldnât emit lasers. Better to be conservative.
On the other side, Helli skillfully operated the surgical table, using the surgical arms to grasp âGao Gongâ in mid-air while simultaneously flipping him over.
The âBanner of Steelâ was held by two surgical arms and simultaneously began to transform. The electronic banner folded into the pole, while the pole began to split. The sharp edges opened, inserting one by one into the gaps of the spine, fusing the electronic interface with the skin, and the sizzling sound of electricity started.
Meanwhile, blood began to flow from the spine area.
At this moment, Gao Gongâs expression gradually became serious. On the âSeparate Bodyâ, countless nerve bundles pierced through, while the muscles started to writhe significantly, forming biological sockets along with the nerve bundles.
Without blinking, Helli watched. She knew that this level of transformation surgery was beyond her ability to participate in.
As the surgery progressed, the surface of Gao Gongâs body became a large amber color, as if a human-shaped piece of amber encased various organs.
As the âBanner of Steelâ fused into the amber, a familiar voice rang out.
[You have successfully implanted the Steel Gun Banner, Sports System Transformation Rate +5%]
[Your Body Transformation +5]
[Your Mechanical Energy +6000]
[Your blood volume increased by 130, reaching 1947]
[Your Body Transformation reached 103 points, enabling Biological Transformation]
[Your Mechanical Energy: 25096]
[You acquired the Talent âDragon Knightâ]
Dragon, Knight!?
Gao Gong blinked, "I have a Dragon Knight now, but whereâs the aunt?"
...
This time, the transformation was the most extensive, essentially defining the framework of a âMechanical Bodyâ, suitable for use up to level 30.
As a result, Gao Gong lay down for three days.
During these three days, the Mechanical Body continuously underwent self-adjustment.
As for Helli, she had long gone ahead to the Land of Flames with Gao Gongâs private jet, intending to test the new mechs on the battlefield.
In the Land of Flames, more and more people learned that an emerging force was targeting the Flame Motorcycle Faction.
"Looks like the deity kicked into tough meat this time."
In the underground black market, a warlord representative said sarcastically.
"Yeah, who would have thought that the most mobile warlord force would be stopped from venturing out."
"Who exactly are those people?"
"Itâs said they are Mechanical Hunters rising from the center, who once successfully stopped a Beast Tide."
"Stopped a Beast Tide!? Are you joking, how could anyone stop a Beast Tide?"
"If itâs that Legendary Level Hunter, itâs not impossible."
"The Legendary Level Hunter, the one who defeated the Demon Mountain and is now the top expert in the Radiation Zone?"
A personâs shadow, a treeâs name, Gao Gongâs nearly 20,000 prestige didnât come from nowhere.
Upon hearing that such a legendary figure was behind this force, most of the people believed it.
The bald, chubby man mingled among them, feeling slightly uneasy.
If he had known that such a figure was behind the two, he wouldnât have been so arrogant.
After a moment of silence, someone suddenly said:
"So, is that top expert going to slay a god?"
"Compared to the strongest in the Flame Zone, the strongest in the Radiation Desert might still have a way to go."
Though the âgodâ is strong, one of the strongest in the Flame Zone.
However, everyone pondered, a god, canât block a Beast Tide.
"Will the god submit?"
Everyone looked at each other, simultaneously shaking their heads.
If the god could submit, they wouldnât call themselves âgodâ. That gene monsterâs brain is famously problematic.
A well-dressed middle-aged man suddenly stood up, frowning as he walked out.
"Looks like the godâs partners are worried too."
Someone said gloatingly.