Although you are only 39 years old, you have already surpassed the level of the vast majority of people in the airspace (including master pilots). This is the source of your pride that the "Divine Fighter-Emperor Fighter" gives you.
It's no exaggeration to say that "Shenji-Didou" is your most outstanding work to date...
"That's enough, stop using your ridiculous formulas!"
[To get back to the main point, the currency of the airspace began to reform 15,000 years ago, transforming into digital currency.]
Because the supply of digital currency is fixed, while resources are constantly being produced, its value keeps increasing, leading to deflation.
[After the price of a bowl of beef noodles dropped from 18 data coins to 0.007 coins—less than one coin a month for an average person—Airspace launched its second-generation data coin.]
[Then came the third, fourth, fifth generation... all the way to the current ninth generation.]
The further back in time goes, the more expensive the data currency becomes in earlier versions.
For example, currently, ordinary airspace dwellers in the first realm and below use the eighth or ninth generation of currency, the second realm uses the seventh generation, the third realm commonly uses the sixth generation, but occasionally they may come across the fifth generation, and the fourth generation of currency is only used when large-scale transactions are involved in the fourth realm.
As for the first three generations? They've all become antiques, possessing only collectible value. They don't circulate in the market, nor are they exchanged at a proportional rate with later generations, because this is virtual currency. Its credibility is entirely supported by the social system of the entire airspace and the existing mech warriors.
Therefore, the scenario of a teenager discovering a single first-generation data coin in his family's millennia-old hard drive, instantly causing economic turmoil across the entire airspace and attracting countless mech warriors to scramble for it, is nonexistent.
Data currency itself has no intrinsic value; its value is bestowed, unlike "Elemental Stones," "Spirit Stones," or "Immortal Crystals."
[...]
[The Abyss Zone, an underground world where vital energy is extremely scarce.]
The races within are frenzied, chaotic, bloodthirsty, and devour all foreign creatures, including themselves.
The humans on the ground in the airspace chose to join this "feast."
The creatures here can be broadly divided into two categories: one is the flesh-eating race, which reproduces rapidly and can grow wildly and mindlessly in any environment; the other is the hunter race, who walk in the darkness and shadows, and are driven by a frenzied struggle for survival every day.
[You once ventured into a stalagmite forest and discovered that the stalagmites were actually the predatory mouthparts of a carnivorous creature. This creature, like a manta ray, buried its flattened body into the rock layers, protruding the "stalagmites" from its back. If any abyssal species entered this forest and came into contact with the stalagmites, they would be instantly captured, strangled, and absorbed by the tentacles emerging from the stalagmite tips.]
There were also mushroom mats crawling and wriggling on the ground, caves with walls made of chunks of flesh, nematodes moving through layers of stone, and crystalline creatures glowing in the darkness.
[When leaving the airspace and traversing the abyss alone, you need to anticipate the next minute every ten seconds on average; otherwise, even your third-realm divine machine and fourth-realm mech wouldn't withstand a sudden attack from some monsters.]
[Intelligent races also exist in the Abyss Zone. Some of them have been subjugated and made subservient to humans, while others are determined to fight to the bitter end. Among them are some beings at the Fifth Realm, who engage in fierce battles with the Sky Realm beings in the vast, three-dimensional underground world.]
Instead of participating in those tribal wars, you hunted down purely exotic and ferocious beasts, clearing out a safe zone.
[The Nine-Section Insect of Taiyuan, the Immortal Rotten Tree, the Fat Wolf, and the Netherworld Ghost.]
[You've avoided some of the territories of the Abyss Lords of the Four Realms. Your current physical form has surpassed even a powerful Supreme Being like Ye Ranyi (1x the essence) in terms of stats, but for the sake of a raw experience, you're still relying solely on your mecha for combat.]
[The Emperor Fighter Divine Machine, at 100% resonance, is equivalent to 31 times the peak of the Third Realm; it can reach a maximum resonance of 256%, exceeding one-third of a newly promoted Pseudo-King.]
"Without exceeding the limit of resonance, he's not even as good as the tenth one at 40 times his essence."
From April to June, you advanced to the eighth rank of the third realm. During this time, you also made comrades in this stressful place, fighting alongside them and releasing stress together.
However, you've also attracted the attention of an acquaintance!
【Shinkawa!】
Who is this?
[Chen Ping's great-grandfather!]
"Oh, now I understand."
Although he was not pleased with his great-grandson's assassination attempt on you, that was still his great-grandson, his own great-grandson!
Two years ago, Shen Ping would have been executed outright, but he died such a gruesome death that he was barely recognizable as human!
"Didn't he order that set meal himself?"
[During the two years he spent in the Abyss, Shen Chuan's inner torment accumulated and amplified exponentially, his mind filled with thoughts like "I'm really not a qualified great-grandfather" and "It's all Grandpa's fault for being powerless."]
[Especially when I think about how my great-grandson eats the dishes that he personally ordered out every day, such as Karoo Beast's hemorrhoid meat, and the twin-tailed Pokémon from the Vast Province...]
Far from resenting his grandson's troubles that implicated him, he felt an even stronger sense of empathy, and the bond between grandfather and grandson overflowed like never before.
"Is this what they call mental instability?"
However, he will have to fight a bitter battle in the Abyss for at least fifty years before he can return, and if he attacks you on the surface, it will cause obstacles. He might even be constantly monitored and unable to succeed.
However, a month ago, he heard that you had entered the Abyss Zone.
[Abyss Zone with No Signal!]
"I only had sixty or seventy years left to live anyway, and I haven't had many years left since I was brought out of the abyss... I might as well vent my anger!"
He knows that your so-called sixth-realm rebirth isn't true invincibility. If he were to advance a major realm and be wearing a mecha, he would absolutely have a chance to kill you.
A massive mech, 170 meters tall, traversed the rock formations, skillfully avoiding the territories of the other four realms' overlords. Not wanting to waste any more time, it headed straight for your approximate location.
"Six realms, demigod, heh heh."
"Can demigods die? Can they be killed by a mere machine operator like me? The price you'll pay will be anything but small!"
"If you had known this day would come, would you have regretted being so ruthless? You took my great-grandson's life, and now you have to pay with your own!"
"Even small people can bite you hard!"
When your divine weapon was shattered and you showed a look of astonishment in front of Shen Chuan, he couldn't help but laugh heartily: "You've finally met your match!"
He interpreted the heartache on your face as fear: "Let me tell you! Your rebuilt body will be destroyed by my hand!"
You turned to look at him, your gaze icy, and coldly uttered two words.
【"idiot."】
The next moment, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.
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