My Mech Has a Bit of a Cultivation Flavor

In the Spirit Realm battlefield, sparks flew in the valley as dozens of mechs engaged in fierce combat. However, at the most intense moment of the battle, two sneaky mechs suddenly darted out one...

Chapter 69 Provocation

Ling Ruoxi's voice immediately came from the communication channel, screaming with a bit of guilt: "Ah... I... I didn't mean to! This, this optical network is too sensitive!"

Shadow Killer covered his face and sighed, "Xiao Xi, I beg you, can you please stop pitting your teammates? We haven't fixed the pit last time, and you're starting a new game this time?"

Ling Ruoxi was so anxious that she shouted in the communication channel: "I really didn't mean it! Who knew this relic was so stingy and exploded with just a scan!"

Zero didn't respond. He calmly maneuvered his mech around to the other side of the aura network. Complex data about the psionic circuits flashed across the screen. His fingers moved swiftly across the console, his tone calm. "Don't panic. I'll try to reconfigure the circuits... Okay, the trap's broken."

The spiritual light net slowly disappeared, and the Black Tortoise Guard, holding a large shield, stepped into the entrance first. He turned around and teased the Shadow Killer, "The boss is the boss. He can even handle such a complex spiritual energy circuit. If it were you, I guess we would all have to hold a 'glorious memorial service' here."

The Shadow Killer curled his lips: "Don't underestimate me, I'm a technical genius, who says I can't handle it - Hey, don't push me, can't I just go in!"

The group cautiously entered the ruins, passing through several traps and mechanisms. They discovered a psychic module floating quietly in the center, emitting a faint blue light. Ling Ruoxi excitedly rushed forward, her tone as excited as a child who had just discovered a new toy: "This is the treasure, right? It has to be! We've struck it rich this time!"

The Shadow Killer also came forward and took a closer look. He frowned and scratched his head, "It is indeed very advanced. Judging by the psychic energy fluctuations, it may be priceless... But, to be honest, I have no idea what this thing is."

Zero took a step closer, his eyes landing on the psychic module. After a moment's silence, he spoke, "The psychic energy fluctuations are unstable, and further research may be needed. This thing can't be used carelessly. Take it back first."

Ling Ruoxi curled her lips and said, "Boss, you always get to research these kinds of good things. When will you let me research them? What if I'm better than you?"

The Shadow Killer laughed heartily, patted Ling Ruoxi on the shoulder, and said teasingly, "Xiao Xi, you'd better forget about it. Researching such complex high-tech stuff requires brains, and you clearly don't have enough."

Ling Ruoxi instantly drew out her mecha flying sword and shouted angrily, "Shadow Killer! Do you believe I can chop you down?!"

The Shadow Killer quickly took a step back and raised his hands in surrender: "No, no, no, it's just a joke, it's just a joke!"

The Xuanwu guard, dragging a large shield, stood between the two men and pleaded earnestly, "Alright, alright, let's go! This place is unsafe, and there might be traps. When we get back, you two can fight all you want."

Zero turned around and walked out of the mecha, reminding in a calm tone: "Stop making noise, the mission has just begun. If you don't want to be left here, hurry up and catch up."

Ling Ruoxi snorted, sheathed her flying sword, and followed Zero's steps obediently, muttering, "Sooner or later, I'm going to develop a move even more powerful than the boss's. By then, even the Shadow Killers will be begging me for help!"

The Shadow Killer laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. "Xiao Xi, please stop researching. If you do, the lives of our entire group will be in danger."

The protagonists left the ruins chatting and laughing. The psychic module lay quietly in Zero's storage space, but no one noticed that this seemingly inconspicuous module would become the starting point of the future storm.