Starting as a Mechanical Hunter-Chapter 359 - 129: Flesh Carpet

"They’ve veered off course."

Pupil waved her hand gently, and in an instant, countless data formed a miniaturized version of Nightless City.

At that moment, two small red dots were rushing out of the city at supersonic speed.

"How are those two moving so fast?" Chapai rubbed his chin, "Ten times the speed of sound?"

Collider twisted his neck, turning his head, which had been twisted 270 degrees, back around.

"Hidden Guard!"

"Unit One reporting!"

"Unit Two reporting!"

"Unit Three reporting!"

Accompanied by the voices of three Lolis, three gigantic entities emerged from invisibility; they were three super tanks, ten times larger than ordinary tanks, looking like mobile fortresses.

Violent energy flows began shooting everywhere, and in almost a single breath, the three ’fortresses’ were floating, the cockpits opened, and with anti-gravity technology activated, the three were immediately sucked into the cockpits.

The bodies of the three ’fortresses’ were completely energy-transformed, a hallmark of interstellar flight; in the next moment, three thick beams of energy flashed and blasted through the mechanical eyeliner’s blockade just as ruthlessly.

Countless mechanical small octopuses had their eyes flashing red, yet in just a few breaths, they were left behind by the speed of ’interstellar flight.’

"It’s all mechanical eyeliner, and this Mechanical City has only a light drone legion; this is too easy to deal with!" Collider laughed heartily.

"Unit One thinks so too," in the holographic projection, a Tank Loli fiercely flipped a middle finger to the rear.

Hidden Guard, fully known as Invisibility Type Orbital Satellite Navigation Launcher, a creation combining Cybertron’s flying mechanisms and Deep Net AI technology, is used for outer space navigation.

Watching the two robots enthusiastically discussing which brand of gasoline beer tastes better, Pupil frowned slightly.

"Hidden Guard, open the satellite monitoring station."

"Got it, Sister Pupil."

Another Tank Loli, while connecting to the satellite station, looked yearningly at the other side, sucking her finger, wishing to participate in the gasoline beverage discussion too.

"Connection Successful."

The next moment, a silver-white flying saucer appeared on the holographic screen, with countless modules marked.

"Sister Pupil, it’s a Level 8 Flying Device, but it doesn’t belong to any Mother City style."

Looking at the ’silver-white high tower’ emblem on the surface of the flying saucer, Pupil mumbled to herself, "Arasaka Technology again."

"It seems based on ancient spaceship technology, learning from Mother City, and iterated flight technology."

In the communicator, Collider’s voice suddenly sounded.

"What do you mean?" Pupil keenly sensed something.

"I mean, it’s not the only one they replicated."

Countless sensory data reassembled, manifesting Chapai’s figure, hovering outside the window.

"Pupil, Arasaka’s anti-hacker technology is quite something, digging further might expose us, should we continue?"

"No need, just follow from afar."

"Alright then."

...

Inside the flying saucer, in two gigantic repair pods, Heavy Hammer David and Roger were soaking, with copious amounts of silver nutrient liquid swiftly mending previous wounds.

"There’s a problem with that heavy robot," a deep electronic voice sounded, and Heavy Hammer opened his eyes.

"I can feel it’s not as weak as it appeared, mechanical avatar? Unmanned mechanism? Or viral mechanism?"

Opposite him, Roger’s expression was calm, the shield in his hand was more of a high-tech version of Blood Drop with vibranium shield, with the edges filled with sharp sawteeth and a large toothed mouth opening and closing at the center.

"Maybe the opponent just wasn’t exerting full strength."

"That’s impossible; no one can survive under my hammer."

Roger didn’t argue, just uploaded the data to a secret database, and soon, an elderly electronic voice echoed.

"Don’t worry about them; they have their rules and won’t easily meddle in Mechanical City’s internal disputes."

Roger slowly closed his eyes.

About half an hour later, a snow-white world appeared.

On the nuclear wasteland planet, environments often show two extremes, north of the Guanzhong Plate is the Iron Sand Desert, while the south is the Icefield Snow Extreme.

Here, snow falls like money’s no object, and it’s not the usual ’fluffy’ kind; the snow here exceeds radiation levels by far.

If the Iron Sand Desert still has some ’ecosystem’ like a metropolitan area, the Snow Extreme is truly devoid of life signs.

It’s hard to imagine that within a small continent, such two extreme environments could coexist.

The repair pod doors opened, revealing two renewed figures, Roger pressed a button, and soon, countless fist-sized tiny drones scattered down, starting to scout around.

An anomaly caught his attention, with the camera image zooming in repeatedly, a charred, smoke-emitting patch of ground appeared, and at the center was a giant pit spanning a mile.

"Radiation exceeding the limit detected, activating small solar sail."

On the spacecraft’s surface, a triangular-structured ’mechanical sail’ rose, filled with energy patterns on each blade.

Compared to planetary device radiation protection, interstellar devices generally leverage radiation, such as this ’solar sail,’ a common equipment in interstellar travel, which harnesses various cosmic radiation rays for ship endurance.

However, the only place that could make this ship activate the solar sail is the nuclear explosion center.

Soon, more and more similar ’nuclear explosion centers’ appeared, all without exception, being giant pits.

"Someone bypassed the Mechanic’s monitoring system and dropped over a dozen nukes here?" Heavy Hammer David questioned in confusion.

Roger shook his head, "Arasaka No. 14, prepare for long-range deployment."

Two deployment pods were taken out by mechanical arms, fitting right at the hatch.

"Have you found the target?"

Roger pointed to the center of an ice lake, where amidst layers of shattered ice, a figure was rising and falling.

"I hate this kind of environment," Heavy Hammer snarled, "I want to tear him apart!"

Roger walked into the deployment pod, with Heavy Hammer following closely behind. Accompanied by a sound that could tear through eardrums, in the wind and snow, the two deployment pods were dropped down.

...

Amidst countless ice blocks, Gao Gong’s consciousness became somewhat hazy.

No surprise, when you’ve been caught in nuclear explosions dozens of times, then soaked in an ice lake, you’d become hazy too.

Not even a water-fire venom dragon drill is this fierce.

But after a dozen nuclear explosions, the will of an old friend from back in the day, the Crimson Empress, was once again blown away, off to meet its old nemesis.

Gao Gong could feel the deep fusion between the crimson cells and his cells.

Once this fusion is complete, he would reach Level 20 Great Perfection.

Glancing at the system panel, biological energy once again surged by ten thousand, reaching 39,810, successfully surpassing mechanical energy.

Generally speaking, below Level 30, whether it’s biological energy or mechanical energy, it is unlikely to surpass 30,000 points.

Unless you’ve absorbed equipment from a higher-level civilization, or a bloodline.

This is also why both his systems have exceeded their limits.

But even when entering Wise Man’s Time, he would still notice if someone approached.

At the ankle, nearly a meter-long fin grew, possibly part of one of five marine species, and with a slight move, Gao Gong seemed to glide over the lake’s surface. Once his foot left the water, the fin retracted back into his body.

After deeply merging with the crimson cells, the Wild Wind’s mechanical hunter disappeared, the features remained the same, but he now looked very refined and delicate. Red patterns spread from both sides of his cheeks to cover his entire body, with his previously short male hair now a short female cut, covered in crimson strands over his cheeks.

Complementing the pale cheeks, the style of a wild hunter suddenly turned into a perverse gentleman.

"Turns out you’re a pretty boy!"

Giant Hammer David’s military machine approached one step at a time, each step leaving numerous cracks on the ground.

This guy’s arms had been cut off, replaced by military machine arms three times thicker than a gorilla’s.

It looked as if a living person had their limbs chopped off and was embedded within a top-configured mecha.

"Be careful, this person is not simple."

"In Nightless City, who could be simple!" Heavy Hammer David walked up to Gao Gong, looking down from above.

The next moment, violent anti-gravity weapons deployed, causing the ground beneath them to frantically sink.

Tenfold, fiftyfold, a hundredfold...

"No response?"

David’s eyes, as wide as bronze bells, widened further. The next moment, the military machine’s arms roared out, rushing towards the opponent, in this instant, the mechanical energy of the military machine surged to 500,000.

The collision of fists was silent and still.

Like mud bulls into the sea, from David’s vision, only more and more flesh and blood could be seen climbing along the gaps of the military machine.

"What the hell is this!?"

Heavy Hammer David’s left hand quickly launched a high-temperature incineration blade, violent flames swiftly sweeping away the flesh, leaping with great force.

A giant flesh carpet followed closely, a tentacle latching onto his foot, forcefully slamming down, accompanied by an explosive sound, forming a deep pit’s center, where the former Arasaka Tower’s first guard, Heavy Hammer David, lay.

Gao Gong thoughtfully extended his palm, and in his view were countless continuously dividing flesh and blood cells.

"So this is the vision of the Crimson Empress."

On the system panel, lines of numbers rolled out.

[You have comprehended the S-Level Talent ’Flesh Carpet’]

Flesh Carpet: Devour all things, digest all things, and then, birth all things.

"S-Level, how is that higher than the Crimson Empress?"

"What the hell!?"

With a violent roar, on the military machine, several energy outlets lit up, a total of two hundred energy outlets, far exceeding the limit of civilian machines.

The limit for civilian machines is 50.

This one is four times that.

Heavy Hammer Adam’s charging momentum was not less than that of an aircraft carrier.

’Interesting, let’s give it a try.’

Gao Gong slantedly retreated a step, single-leg and single-hand forward, once again switching to the ’Crimson Empress’ perspective.

Sky, land, soil, air, countless free cells.

Under Gao Gong’s influence, these cells converged at an alarming pace.

Biological energy suddenly consumed 10,000 points.

Heavy Hammer Adam’s charge was once again halted, this time by a wall of flesh and blood.

The height and thickness of the wall, let alone a military machine, was enough to block a giant.