Three old men with gray beards, different body shapes and wearing gorgeous gold-striped clothes were yelling at a group of agents in suits.

"What is going on? Where did this battleship come from? Isn't our surveillance of the sky enough? Why didn't anyone tell me about this in advance!?"

"Do you still want to do this? You are obviously the sharpest knives and the sharpest eyes in the alliance, but what about now? Are you blind?!!!"

After venting his emotions for a while, an old man wearing glasses, with half of his head made from a steam engine and emitting wisps of white smoke, spoke in a cold voice.

"What is the current situation of the battleship? Have the waves emitted from it been detected clearly? Can we scan whether there are any living things inside? And can we break through the elliptical protective shield covering it?!"

When the leading agent heard the old man speak, he hurried up to him as if he had been pardoned and presented the documents in his hand.

The old man took it without hesitation and opened it.

"Let me see the unknown rune system, the super strong energy shield, hum, it is indeed something from another world, just like those monsters and freaks."

After throwing the documents in his hand away, the old man told his men to keep a close eye on the battleship. If there were any unexpected situations or any living things coming out of it, they should be strangled immediately at any cost.

Another old man, who was burly and had muscles that seemed to be about to explode, and had dozens of emerald green tubes behind him, asked the other agents.

"Have the energy systems of those people from another world who were captured a few days ago been analyzed? Can they be used on us? Why can't people in our world use extraordinary powers? Do they have to rely on steam and machinery?!"

This old man was in charge of the transformation work. He had already integrated various bloodlines and powers from other worlds, as well as the flesh and blood of monsters from other worlds, to create such a monster-like body. Breaking diamonds and tearing steel plates with bare hands was already commonplace.

He was still not satisfied because he knew that all these powers came from the parts in his body, not from himself.

Faced with the old man's extremely oppressive gaze and the oppressive feeling created by the mixture of various strange auras, the knees of the agents in front of him weakened and they quickly knelt down. The cold sweat on their heads fell to the ground like light rain and soon condensed into a pool.

“Reply, reply, reply, to the great Lord Vanks’ words, once the power from other worlds comes to our world, it will only operate in the bodies of people in that world. Our world is simply unable to analyze and utilize their power…”

Hearing the expected but still disappointing answer, the monstrous old man slapped the nearest agent to him.

Boom!!! He kicked out with his left leg casually, and another agent flew out like a cannonball. After smashing through two walls in succession, the agent had turned into a pile of twisted cloth and flesh.

"What a bunch of losers! What about that alien visitor who calls himself Spider-Man?"

"We analyzed his body tissue and found that his power comes from some unknown factor. We are currently working on cracking and cloning it. Deep within this potion, there is also a hidden spider-like pattern. We are currently analyzing it..."

Listening to the reports of these agents, the monster-like sturdy old man became more and more disappointed. Can this world continue to be under their control? ! The last one, who looked elegant, tall and thin, with eyes full of wisdom and a long beard, waved his hand and signaled the agents to leave quickly.

Looking at the backs of the agents leaving, the tall and thin Lex with a long beard looked at the tall and strong Vanks who looked like a monster and said, "The times have changed now. This continent has completely gone berserk. Our steam mechas and diesel magic mechas can no longer resist these increasingly powerful alien visitors. Many of them have surpassed us in firearms technology. When we were still using enchanted steam flintlocks, they had already made automatic firearms. This may be worth learning from. There are also many friendly beings. Don't be too pessimistic, but don't be too optimistic either."

Hearing what Lex said, Vanks and Tonys, who had transformed half of his brain into a steam machine, nodded helplessly.

"We need to develop our own system and strength as soon as possible, but the experiment of strengthening individuals must continue. After all, only strong individuals can become truly powerful. Even if we use splicing, we must create an army that truly possesses extraordinary power, rather than relying on our mechas..."

Vanks shook his head and sighed, he didn't know what was going on, the world was becoming more and more chaotic, but these indigenous people here had never shown any sign of being able to use extraordinary powers.

If they hadn't discovered that magic ore gave rise to magic steam mecha, magic diesel mecha and enchantment technology, they would have probably lost control of the situation long ago.

"What do you mean? Our technology system is also constantly developing. You don't think that the latest Steam Scout mecha is the same old street junk, do you? Its defense, mobility and energy utilization have increased by 70% compared to the previous generation. Do you know what this means?!"

When Tonys heard that Vanks was still defending his own theory of individual supernatural powers, he immediately shouted in dissatisfaction. In his opinion, steam magic technology could also become the most advanced technology.

"Besides, if you think you are weak, you can also go for mechanical transformation. What's the point of relying on biotechnology? If you transform a steam-powered arm like me, it would be easy for you to smash a wall with a slap."

As he spoke, Tonys rolled up his sleeves, revealing a metal arm that was emitting wisps of steam and was made of a variety of metal structures that looked simple but were actually very sophisticated.

“Hehe…rubbish…”

"you!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Lex rubbed his brows in distress and quickly interrupted them.

"Don't talk about it for now. Don't talk about it for now. These past two days, those strange mechanical life forms who claim to be Cybertronians came to talk to me. They are divided into two factions. One faction is destroying everything like a group of lunatics, but the other faction just contacted me. The leader is Optimus Prime. These two guys want to unite with us to deal with Megatron."

"What can you say about a group of strange life forms made of rags?"

"They have many good points. They are like the crystallization of technological creation. Although their individual combat power is not as good as my new scout steam magic mecha, they are not weak. Perhaps we should have a good talk with them."

When the three people standing at the top of the world were still discussing, they suddenly stopped talking. The whole conference room began to buzz, and red beams of light illuminated every corner of the conference room.

"There is an unknown fluctuation, scope: the entire world!!!"

(End of this chapter)