518: Chapter 162: How did he…
518: Chapter 162: How did he…
Surrounded by his “colleagues,” Feheart was the only one who was not in ditative absorption.
He stood in the center of a round room.
Six Internal Strength Masters sat cross-legged against the walls, maintaining the Five Hearts Facing the Sky posture.
Their prosthetic bodies, despite having extrely sensitive pressure-responsive touch senses, could not move an inch.
These were prosthetic bodies specially designed for Internal Strength Masters.
Feheart was feeling slightly anxious at the mont.
Of course, only “slightly.”
It was a minor issue.
To the Six Dragons Sect, the so-called “Heavenly King Plan” was but a casual move, insignificant if it failed, but if it succeeded…
If it succeeded, it would be like winning the “lottery jackpot” from legends of the Old Era.
Once the first phase of the “Heavenly King Plan” succeeded, which was the integration of Earth’s Green Forest, similar ventures would be promoted throughout the entire Solar System.
Before the second phase began, the unified Green Forest of Earth would be utterly destroyed by the Protector for violating the taboo of “no entity shall rule above mankind.”
It would be best if the Hermit of Heavenly Machine could be saved.
Brothers with such firm resolve, willing to sacrifice themselves for the sect, were not plentiful in the Six Dragons Sect.
However, he was only a “Hermit” level master, and his loss wouldn’t damage the sect’s core strength if the mission failed.
What worried Feheart more was his superior, King Aqini.
King Aqini was different from ordinary people.
His nervous system had several tabolic chains redesigned as a result of customized gene modification surgery.
He did not accumulate certain substances in his nervous system from staying awake for long periods and therefore did not feel fatigue or pain from continuous work.
His nervous system also had a small number of active stem cells that could automatically heal minor brain injuries.
This allowed King Aqini to work tirelessly, keeping watch over the unstable elents of the Earth-Moon system.
Of course, this ca at the cost of King Aqini’s imnse power consumption.
The energy required for this tabolism and injury repair was considerable.
This was not really a problem.
Even if the King’s energy consumption was five hundred tis that of others, it would be negligible for the reactor.
After all, the King could suppress five million Cyber Heroes on his own—if there were ever that many inferior Heroes gathered together.
But high energy consumption ant high heat output.
King Aqini’s brain neural network had beco so complex it was beyond imagination.
It was difficult to lay cooling pipes among his glial cells.
The slightest mishap could cause this second-best Internal martial artist to regress in his Inner Strength.
Moreover, being a tal-based organism, certain reactions in his cells could not proceed in environnts below forty degrees, so many efficient refrigerants obviously could not be used on him.
The second law of thermodynamics always made its presence felt surprisingly wherever least expected.
Every few days, King Aqini had to rest for a short period.
This was the very reason for Feheart, the second-in-command’s existence.
And the mont King Aqini recovered from his rest, the “trade” that had just taken place would co to his attention.
Feheart could obviously erase all traces, but the “crash of a flying vessel carrying strategic materials” was a tangible event.
Soone would surely notice sothing was amiss and report it.
If that happened, Feheart would be in danger.
Feheart—the Iron Heart Dharma King was now strategizing on which pawns to set up for his Substitution Death.
But suddenly, he was startled.
“How dare he…”
—How could he be so bold?
Because of his extre anger, the words slipped out of his mouth involuntarily.
The other Internal Strength Masters opened their eyes one after another, wanting to ask their senior what had happened.
But the next mont, all communication channels were filled with the powerful Inner Strength of this master.
“Just now, a guy used a server under my watch as a springboard to attack a transport device!” Feheart’s voice was low and suppressed, filled with anger.
His colleagues were almost scared stiff.
It was the first ti they had seen the usually affable Mr.
Feheart like this.
“Please let us help too!” Another quickly said.
“The thief’s Inner Strength…
far surpasses…
yours…” Feheart spoke with a ferocious tone, “Before…
the King…
finishes resting…
I will go!”
…………………………………
Minutes earlier.
Three Heroes had barely set up a signal system.
The thing didn’t even look stable, as if it might topple at any mont.
Cain was still soldering so scrap tal to it for reinforcent.
But essentially, it was functional.
The Solo Kill King had gone to evacuate the workers.
More precisely, he announced that the work was completed in his capacity as a Green Forest mber and that the people could leave.
He also threw a storage device with a few Virtual Coins at them.
The construction machinery naturally did not dare to disobey and hurriedly departed.
Xiang Shan was ditating, making final preparations.
The Solo Kill King ca over and took two wires, saying, “Senior…”
Xiang Shan nodded and asked, “Is the Camouflage Net that blends with the surrounding environnt ready?”
Cain responded, “You don’t need to worry about that.”
Xiang Shan asked, “What about the Iron Flower against EMP?”
Nuclear bombs or energy weapons trigger EMP by ionizing atmospheric molecules; charged particles then get driven by the Earth’s magnetic field to form a “storm.” This “storm” generates erratic electric currents in tals, damaging electronics.
EMP’s speed and range do not sync with the shockwave.
So, detecting a Space-based nuclear bomb in ti, using an “Iron Flower Bomb” to create a tal Aerosol could establish a Faraday Cage, thus evading so of the EMP damage.
Cain chuckled, “That’s sorted too.
I have a stockpile of resources related to tal; there’s no shortage.”
“After all, our lives depend on it.
It must be handled with care,” Xiang Shan said.
“Well then, I have a question for you—do you have confidence?” Cain asked.
“You are about to tug on that great King’s whiskers!”
Xiang Shan smiled, “King Aqini…
I’m not afraid he’s too strong.”
Cain looked at Xiang Shan, stared at him seriously for a mont, “The Underground Pixiu is our good friend.
I trust you.”
“Then thank you,” Xiang Shan gave his last instructions to the Solo Kill King, “As soon as you see the Space-based Weapons, pick up and run imdiately, and don’t forget!”
“Enough!” The Solo Kill King was a no-nonsense sort.
He imdiately connected the two wires, “Go ahead, senior!”
Xiang Shan’s consciousness began to drift away.
His thoughts floated into the cosmos.
The journey was indescribable.
The cryptic communication protocol of the Six Dragons Sect made him feel “uncomfortable all over.”
But using the Six Dragons Sect’s backdoor as a core, he safely connected to a satellite.
Then, he cast a string of curses, leaving behind a few Gu.
He did it blatantly, without any consideration for firewalls.
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