The mechanical arms methodically adjusted the mecha's various parameters. The hydraulics emitted a low clicking sound. Heavy armor components were inserted into the core, and the psychic circuits flickered with an ominous blue light. The laboratory was filled with high-intensity psychic energy fluctuations, and even the air trembled faintly.
At the mecha's main console, two mechanics were nervously monitoring the assembly progress. A young mechanic wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered, "This Nascent Soul-class mecha's core energy consumption is over ten times higher than that of an ordinary Golden Core-class mecha. Can it really be successfully adapted?"
The other experienced mechanic standing beside him sneered, his tone tinged with indifference: "Whether it will succeed depends on the luck of the test subject. If it fails, we'll have to prepare for the next one. After all, it's not us who will bear the psychic impact of the mecha."
Upon hearing this, the young mechanic swallowed silently, lowered his head, and continued adjusting the parameters, not daring to say anything more. They knew very well that in this fortress, there was no second chance for failure.
Inside the petri dish, Ye Tiandi's body was still suspended in the dark green liquid, like a sleeping god of war. However, his eyelids trembled slightly, and the spiritual energy in his right eye gradually brightened and fluctuated more and more violently.
The experimental recorder's eyes suddenly widened, staring at the data on the screen, and exclaimed: "The experimental subject has shown abnormal fluctuations! The mental fluctuations are rapidly increasing!"
The monks in the laboratory all looked up at the petri dishes with different expressions. Some were shocked, some were excited, and some were vaguely uneasy.
The black-robed old man standing in front of the console stared intently, then smiled coldly and said calmly, "Don't be nervous, this is a good thing. His consciousness is awakening, which means that the fusion of mechanical transformation and psychic energy is almost complete."
Before he finished speaking, the liquid in the petri dish suddenly churned, as if influenced by some powerful will, and violent ripples appeared on the surface. Ye Tiandi's fingers trembled slightly, and then his entire right arm began to twitch, as if trying to break free from some invisible restraint.
"Alarm! The psychic energy index has soared! His psychic energy fluctuations have approached the critical value of the Nascent Soul stage!" The recorder's voice was a little panicked, the data on the screen soared, and a shrill alarm sounded throughout the laboratory.
The old man simply waved his hand calmly, stopping everyone's panic: "Let him wake up, don't waste time."
As his orders were given, the liquid in the culture dish began to be quickly drained, the robotic arm slowly lifted up Ye Tiandi's body, the transparent glass door slowly opened, and cold air filled the air, as if a long-sealed ice coffin was suddenly opened.
Ye Tiandi's body lay exposed to the air. His muscles remained smooth, but they were no longer entirely human. The fusion of metal and flesh was clearly visible, especially on his right arm, which had become completely mechanized from the shoulder up. Psychic circuits flickered faintly on the metal surface, like a beating pulse.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.
The left eye was still a human pupil, deep and sharp, but the right eye had completely transformed into a cold psychic core. The ice-blue light flowed rapidly in the pupil like a ruthless program code.
A cold breath spread in the laboratory, and all the monks held their breath at the same time, looking at the monster that had been sleeping for a long time.
Ye Tiandi slowly raised his head and glanced at everyone in the laboratory. Without any emotion, his voice was mechanical, with a cold metallic texture: "Order?"
The black-robed elder's lips curled up slightly, and he nodded with satisfaction: "For the next mission, you will use the Nascent Soul-level experimental mecha to conduct battlefield adaptation tests."
Ye Tiandi lowered his eyes slightly, as if accepting instructions. After a moment, he replied in a low voice: "Understood."
A robotic arm slowly lowered him into the cockpit. The moment the hatch closed, runes on the mech's surface instantly illuminated, and beams of psychic energy flowed through its wiring. The entire mech seemed to awaken with life. The massive mech stood in the center of the laboratory, and the surrounding metal floor trembled slightly, as if a sleeping beast had finally opened its eyes.
The old man looked at this scene with a cold smile on his face, and whispered softly: "Zero... this time, can you still escape?"
The air in the laboratory suddenly became heavy, and the monks took a few steps back, as if their intuition told them that the mecha in front of them was no longer a simple combat tool, but a real killing weapon.
"Start the test." The old man ordered in a deep voice.
The psychic core roared into action, the eyes of the Nascent Soul-class mecha lit up with a scarlet light, the drive system emitted a low humming sound, and the huge body slowly took its first step. Each step brought a shocking impact, and the entire laboratory seemed to tremble under its footsteps.
The psychic alarm within the fortress was triggered, and a cold electronic voice echoed throughout the base: "Warning! Nascent Soul-level combat units have entered activation mode. All operating units, please maintain a safe distance!"
The black-robed old man stood high up, looking down at the behemoth below, his eyes revealing extreme confidence: "The Spirit Realm battlefield, Yunxuan Star, and even the entire star field will soon know that the real war has just begun..."
The iron fortress slowly rotated in the void, like a ferocious beast ready to attack, quietly waiting for the moment to devour its prey.
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