Chapter 369 The dust has settled...? ?
Li Ming breathed a sigh of relief. The development progress reached 30%, and the first ability of the Purple Blood and Green Mane gene seed awakened - energy adaptation.
After a long period of development, the adaptive ability of the gene seed strengthened the quantum energy, and the intensity increased rapidly until it was almost consistent with the other elemental energies he mastered.
It also fed back to his body, causing him to feel a dull tingling sensation, as if countless tiny electric currents were running through his body, and his bones were creaking, as if the machine was being recalibrated and run-in.
"Huh..." Li Ming breathed a sigh of relief, clenched his fingers, and after a slight attempt, the power burst energy level had reached 55A.
Once the body's minor transformation is completely completed, it should be able to reach 60A, doubling the development progress.
Almost only people with cultivated resources like Abel can achieve this.
Not only is there the influence of gene seeds, but there are also some extremely subtle influences on genetic abilities that cannot be adjusted later in life.
Li Ming stood up, adjusted himself to the formation, stretched his limbs, and glanced at the other screens, which were all still studying seriously.
These people looked young, with an average age of at least thirty. Li Ming felt something was amiss when watching them studying.
He shook his head and sat down again to continue developing the gene seeds, a development that again clearly felt declining.
After many improvements, his original development speed was 1% of the development progress in five or six days, but now it may be extended to more than ten days. The specific data still needs to be carefully felt.
"The higher the level of life, the more serious the decline..." Li Ming frowned slightly, having expected this.
I asked the little white elephant who was taking a nap when it would end.
"It's almost there, don't worry." The Holy Elephant of Domination looked at him suspiciously.
He saw clearly the physical reaction of Li Ming just now. It was obviously a transformation after reaching a certain level of development, which was estimated to be 30%.
Combined with the other person's age, he felt something was wrong.
Being able to become an A-level life form at this age can barely be explained by the development potential of level 60. However, considering the declining development rate, how could it reach 30% so quickly?
Looking at Li Ming who was sitting cross-legged, he felt an irresistible urge to explore, and even forced himself to ignore the code he left behind.
A moment later, outside the room, the little white elephant looked bewildered, "Why did I use the memory degaussing protocol again?"
………
Outside, there weren't many onlookers. Most of them came from across the endless galaxies, took photos and checked in on the spot, and then left.
Only the number of interstellar media continues to increase, taking turns to broadcast live.
"Commanding the Holy Elephant..." An old man in his twilight years came here, his hair and beard were all white, and his snow-like hair was flying in the wind.
He had a hunched body, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his tattered gray robe hung loosely on his body.
He looked up with a complicated expression, "Although mechanically modified bodies cannot evolve, they can achieve a lifespan several times that of normal life forms."
"A life that survives in vain is not as good as a fleeting beauty that will be remembered by the stars."
A sudden sound was heard, and lines suddenly appeared on the ground, crisscrossing each other. The rune matrix was instantly activated, flashing with a faint blue light, spreading rapidly along the lines, interweaving into a huge energy net.
Invisible ripples spread across space, like illusory ripples, rippling out in an elusive pattern. Wherever they passed, light refracted strangely, and the surrounding scene became blurred and distorted.
It solidified in an instant and turned into a transparent crystal wall. Countless tiny energy streams shuttled through it rapidly, making a faint and sharp sound.
Blood-red vines climbed in the void, their stems were thick and twisted, their surface was covered with raised veins, and their leaves were like burning flames.
Almost at the moment the sound fell, an isolated area was formed here.
Costat, Dius, and Klaue appeared from three directions and landed beside the old man.
"The guide is Polk." Prince Costat stared at the old man in front of him with a serious expression.
"Second generation leader of the Holy Revolutionary Army, what are you doing here?"
Polk's face was turbulent, as if he was surprised, but he quickly calmed down and said calmly: "Since you are already prepared to ambush me, can't you guess what I am going to do?"
"It is indeed a rare opportunity for four important seeds of civilization to gather together. You only have a few years left to live. It would be worth it if you could take these four people with you before you die." Prince Costat's eyes were cold.
Dius raised his head, his neck delicate and white, and frowned, saying, "Mr. Polk, the Federation has never been an area where you actively operate. Why do you want to kill even our people?"
"I remember you once praised the superiority of the federal system."
Polk said calmly, "Yes, your system is not bad, but it has gone the wrong way. You will do anything for political votes. We have stepped up our activities within the federation."
Deus snorted coldly. Claude was silent but quite direct: "No need to waste time talking to this old guy, just kill him."
"Wait, I want to know, what is the "Grand Interstellar Project?" Prince Costat stared at Polk.
Polk's face changed slightly, and he asked in surprise, "They even know about the Grand Interstellar Plan. Even your people are in the core circle?"
"Hmph, the Holy Revolutionary Army, while flying a beautiful banner, is nothing more than a bunch of opportunists and rebels." Prince Costat sneered, "Each of your leaders has their own considerations and interests."
Deus and Klaue looked at each other in silence.
They didn't know about any grand interstellar plan, but the Holy Revolutionary Army was indeed a problem.
Especially the Star Cluster Republican Alliance, which is the base camp of the Holy Revolutionary Army's activities. Even many civilized regimes have indeed been reformed and formed into small groups.
This plan, with its unusual sounding name, might cause harm to all three of them, so it's worth a listen.
"Do you think you'll get news from me?" Polk sneered.
Prince Costat smiled indifferently, "The information you've gambled on this time is worth a lot of money."
"We paid a high price for one of your confidants, and he told us a lot of information."
"Night Saint - Terrence, Korbalent Civilization..."
"The Saint of Freedom—Ramirez, the Nupores Civilization..."
“…”
Prince Costa, Polk's face changed with each name and civilization he mentioned.
In the end, his face looked quite ugly.
"The positions of six saints, the headquarters of one hundred and twenty-eight resistance groups, hundreds of years of hard work, may all depend on your one thought." Prince Costat said calmly.
"And of course, your son Garfield, who should be in the Cyclicidad."
The Empire possesses so much information. Dius was surprised and secretly sighed, after all, it is the Empire.
"Even if you don't tell me now, with the people we've planted, they'll find out sooner or later..." Prince Costat said in a deep voice, "It's better to preserve some manpower for the revolutionary army."
"If you don't trust us, you can notify two of the saints in advance and ask them to run away."
Polk was silent, as if he had not expected that the empire knew so much. His body became more and more hunched, like a candle in the wind.
"Alas..." He sighed dejectedly, looking at the hazy and blurry Holy Elephant of Domination. "The Godly Hammersmith is still my friend. Can you let me see who will be the ultimate successor?"
Costat looked hesitant, but punishment was useless against a man like Polk, so he could only make him speak voluntarily.
"Sir Dius..." he said.
Dius understood what he meant. He stretched out his hand and pointed. A large number of runes suddenly surged out, surging like a tide, quickly intertwining together to form solid chains.
Composed of pure energy, its surface was flowing with brilliant light, as if a galaxy was running through it, and finally firmly bound to Polk.
As Costat stepped forward, the blood vines tore through Polk's skin, penetrated into his flesh, and spread inch by inch.
Polk is also a Class X life form, so if you want to trap him, you must have multiple safeguards.
Seeing that Polk never resisted, he breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help feeling a little excited.
Polk is a leader of the Holy Revolutionary Army. Catching such a big fish will greatly enhance the reputation of the royal family.
If you can ask about the big interstellar plan, you will gain even more.
Everything here was silent, and almost no one knew that a big man who could cause interstellar tremors had appeared and was captured.
Another five days passed like this, and the five screens floating around the Dominating Holy Elephant finally changed, as if they had received some instructions and stood up one after another.
Everyone had different expressions, all of them remained resolute, but also a little nervous.
These changes quickly attracted the attention of people around and caused a stir on the interstellar network. The number of people in the live broadcast rooms of various media outlets was increasing rapidly.
Soon, a large number of onlookers gathered here, looking excited.
"Alright, forty days have passed, and the first phase of the learning process is over. Now I will assign tasks and check whether you have applied them. The time limit is three days."
Li Ming also returned to his original position silently. The white elephant mechanically explained, and a virtual screen popped up in front of him -
[Please use your previous knowledge to create weapons and equipment with a destructive energy level of at least 30A. The entire process is simulated manufacturing.]
The scene changed, and various simulated forging equipment appeared all around.
"Fuck, this is so unfair!" Several mechanics immediately started cursing.
"The destructive energy level is at least 30A, which is already within the realm of a master mechanic. That Abel, your mission is to create a weapon with a destructive energy level of 60C."
Not only them, but also the mechanics who were watching the live broadcast were cursing at the assessment rules.
"What's wrong with the Holy Elephant Command? Don't you know how to let it go?"
"That's right. We can't pass on the inheritance of the Divine Craftsman to anyone other than the Mechanics Association."
No matter how the mechanics cursed, the assessment finally began, and Abel and the others eagerly began the simulated manufacturing.
Although it was a simulated manufacturing platform, many mechanics still noticed a lot of clues. Although they were not convinced on the surface, they were secretly shocked in their hearts.
These special geniuses are indeed extraordinary. For example, Estelle, who has never been exposed to mechanics, now has the skills of at least a junior mechanic, and does not look like a theoretical expert at all.
Even simulated manufacturing cannot be completed in a short period of time. The thing we have been looking forward to for so long seems to be finally coming to fruition.
The public opinion that had been subsiding before came flooding back, and it became even more powerful.
During these forty days, more people learned about the incident and had time to learn the various ins and outs.
Abel looked focused and skilled. He put down the ion cutter and picked up the crystal welding machine. He kept switching the simulated forging tools, and a pair of rough boxing gloves gradually took shape.
The surface of the gloves showed irregular textures, which were the traces of high temperature and energy, and the metal parts shone with a cold luster.
He moved quickly, but Li Ming moved slowly, and the number of various equipment he had was more than twice that of others.
"Li Ming obviously can't make it. It's too difficult. And they only give him three days. Over there, it's still rudimentary energy and kinetic technology, while here we already involve high-compression cooling technology. They're completely on a different level."
Many mechanics on Starnet took advantage of every opportunity to start live broadcasts and analyze the process.
"I'm done!"
Two days later, Abel breathed a sigh of relief, completed the final kinetic energy adjustment, and said in a deep voice.
A white elephant floated out, and data flowed on the virtual screen in front of him—
"Energy simulation - 120C, rating increased by 200%"
"Manufacturing process analysis - flawless, rating increased by 200%"
"Time consumption - 49 hours, rating increased by 150%"
“…”
"Comprehensive Evaluation - Mechanical Talent: S-Rank"
Abel didn't understand whether this rating was high or low, and the little white elephant had no desire to explain it.
Not long after, Estelle also finished, but her rating was only A. The other two were similar, with only one being B.
As for Li Ming, it took three days for him to build a prototype. Even so, he was still given an A-level rating.
"It seems that I have the highest talent, but Li Ming's development potential is too high." Abel frowned slightly, at least he felt more confident.
Even if Li Ming obtained the inheritance, he probably couldn't leave it, but under the watchful eyes of the public, he still wanted to take it openly.
The five of them walked out of the room, and the five white elephants merged into one, saying regretfully, "You are all rare geniuses in the interstellar space. Unfortunately... I must choose one from among you."
Abel's breathing was a little rapid. Estelle remained expressionless, but the flicker in her eyes revealed her uneasy heart.
The other two men clenched their fists silently. The one on the left was named Patrick, from the Republic of Dawn, a Blue Spirit. He was tall and sturdy, with deep blue pupils.
The one on the right is called West, a standard interstellar human from the Aurora Federation. They are all cluster-level civilizations of the Cluster Republic Alliance.
Li Ming took in the changes in everyone's expressions, felt emotional in his heart, and pretended to be nervous on his face.
The white elephant flew over and said calmly, "Abel, your talent is impeccable and your potential for development is also great."
It landed on Abel's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "I choose you as the successor of the Godly Forge."
Abel took a deep breath, his tense expression relaxed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but open up. Great joy surged in his heart, and he couldn't help feeling proud.
None of the four people present were ordinary people, so the excitement of defeating them was naturally extraordinary.
Estelle's face was indifferent. Patrick and West looked at each other, and a flash of gloom appeared in their eyes. Li Ming sighed helplessly.
(End of this chapter)
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