This is really not mechanical ascension Chapter 239 - 239 134 2 Million Metal Energy Gathering Trump

239: Chapter 134: 2 Million tal Energy Gathering Trump Cards_2 239: Chapter 134: 2 Million tal Energy Gathering Trump Cards_2 “I am the chanical Master Castelon.

I would force you?

Ridiculous, ridiculous!”

The voice grew fainter.

Li Ming touched his nose.

Are all dwarves so explosive?

It fit the stereotype.

…

“I’ve never seen such a stubborn breed.

Is the path of gene evolution easy!?” Castelon continued to rant.

“Xia Yuanlun is such a fool, just letting things slide.”

This was an office, decorated with purple crystal ornants everywhere, very much in the style of Yitelan civilization.

Castelon was standing on the desk.

“Not even considering his age, still acting young, when will his temper moderate?” Beside him, a person wore an elegant purple robe embroidered with athyst, ancient Yitelan nobility attire.

Picking up a crystal glass, the rich aroma of wine suffused the air.

“Kai Le, that’s Yellow Bell chanical College!” Castelon couldn’t help but say another sentence.

“Li Ming…” Kai Le smiled, “If it were soone else, I might be surprised, but if it’s him, it’s quite normal.”

“Huh?” Castelon, who had just taken a big sip of wine, did not understand, then suddenly realized, “You know him too, did Xia tell you?”

“Sixteenth-level developnt potential.

We don’t need Xia to tell us; many nobles from Yitelan already know.”

Pfft!

Castelon had just swallowed the wine and sprayed it out, the mist of alcohol landed on the office desk, darkening Kai Le’s expression.

“How much?

Sixteenth-level developnt potential?” Castelon exclaid.

“Exactly!” Kai Le spoke coldly, “Others play with chanics just as a hobby, who has the ti to delve into it all day like us!”

Castelon, lost in thought, took a sip of wine and listlessly jumped down.

No wonder Yellow Bell chanical College held no attraction for that young fellow.

…

In a dilapidated room, various precision instrunts were operating, and soaking in the green liquid was the Firework Master that barely escaped death.

A few people entered the room and cautiously spoke, “Firework Master, did you summon us?”

“Get ready.

Proceed with the last step of the plan.

Bring that girl nad Chen Yan.

You go gather the remaining manpower.

Once I’m a bit healed, we will act.”

The voice of the Firework Master was hoarse, most of his body almost turned to char, with red electric arcs flickering faintly.

“Proceed directly with the final step?” the people present couldn’t help but ask, “What about the steps in between?”

“Erase them.”

“Erase?” The people looked at each other, “Firework Master, if erased, I’m afraid it won’t be good for us.”

“Are you questioning?” The Firework Master’s voice suddenly rose.

“No…no dare…” the people shuddered, “We’ll go prepare imdiately.”

…

Castelon’s interlude did not disturb Li Ming; he was still thodically developing the gene seed.

Another week went by, all was calm.

That day, under the escort of Luo Chuan, he went to Giant Shield Corporation, supposedly to store so items, but in reality, to collect the tal material that had arrived and the Pursuer of the Night.

The tal material had arrived five days earlier but Li Ming had not gone to collect it, waiting until the Pursuer of the Night arrived so he could pick everything up at once, minimizing his trips.

In the pickup room, he absorbed all the tal material, which was less than he had estimated, only about two hundred thousand, while his overall balance had already exceeded the two million mark.

However, controlling the Pursuer of the Night would also consu so resources.

Gazing at the black bullets on the velvet cloth, waves of emotions faintly stirred within him.

His developnt progress had now reached 50%.

If he could elevate it one major level to C-level 50% and combine it with various Controlled Objects…

tsk tsk…

A B-level Life Form, in Blue Star civilization, already belongs to the most elite individual life forms.

Whether it was people from Sela or from Yitelan civilization, none of them had A-level Life Forms; even the Firework Apostle was a B-level Life Form.

Having escaped from their hands, he felt a significant increase in safety.

Logically, based on his estimation, his strength shouldn’t be so reserved, but once reaching a C-level life form, Genetic Release could be used as a routine combat thod.

It was even more so for B-level life forms, a tactic far more powerful than their core abilities.

If he truly faced a B-level life form, he would prioritize survival over fighting head-on.

Once he was out, Luo Chuan rebuked him a few tis, “I thought you had died in there, if it weren’t for the ssage you sent, I was ready to burst in.”

…

Three days after returning from the Giant Shield Corporation, after breakfast, Li Ming was about to start developing the gene seed but was interrupted by an unexpected visitor.

“Who?

Feder?

The son of Prince Bai Jiang?” Li Ming was quite surprised; Li Ruoning, who ca to seek him, looked slightly nervous and nodded emphatically, “Yes, it’s him, waiting for you in the reception room, Luo is with him.”

As soone significant within the Yitelan Civilization, he belonged to a level Li Ruoning found difficult to reach, naturally making him nervous.

“What does he want?” Li Ming pondered.

He knew the Yitelan investigation team had arrived; he had been invited to a welco banquet ten days earlier but had little interest and simply didn’t attend.

The visitor probably wasn’t here with good intentions.

“Who knows,” Li Ruoning cautiously replied, “What do you suggest?”

“Can it be pushed off?”

“It’s not easy to push off since he has co in person, and knowing you’re in the lab and refusing to et face to face doesn’t seem appropriate,” Li Ruoning frowned slightly, then clenched her teeth, “I’ll try.”

“Never mind, I’ll go see him,” Li Ming stopped Li Ruoning and they went together.

In the reception room, Feder appeared calm while Luo Chuan was occasionally talking.

Not until he saw Li Ming co in did a genuine smile light up his face.

Showing no pride, Feder had already risen and naturally extended his hand when Li Ming pushed the door open.

“Prince Feder.” Li Ming nodded.

“No need for formalities, just call Feder,” Feder was very cordial, “I’ve heard about your silent developnts, stepping up at the last mont to vindicate Blue Star, such romantic personal heroism.”

“That’s an overstatent.” Li Ming kindly responded, glancing at the man standing behind Feder with glowing violet skin, chiseled features, a stern face, and a focused gaze, likely a bodyguard.

Luo Chuan gave Li Ming a look, then ntioned he had other matters and left the place.

“That day at the welco banquet, I really wanted to have a proper chat with you, but unfortunately, you didn’t co.

I’ve been eting people from various embassies, entangled in nurous affairs, quite botherso, but today I finally managed to find the ti.” Feder complained as if making small talk, accompanied by a wry smile.

Li Ming was sowhat puzzled as to what this guy truly wanted, engaging in an aimless chat.

After chatting for a while, Feder suddenly said, “I heard you’ve applied for your own small lab, which has already been completed, may I visit it?”

Li Ming smiled and nodded, “Of course, please.”

The two rose and left, with Li Ruoning and his bodyguard following closely behind.

“When my father ca here, he insisted that I visit Professor Wu Yanqing,” Feder said as they left through the back door of the large laboratory, his expression full of admiration.”

Li Ming began to understand him better, a noble raised from a young age to be a successor, similarly educated.

His character seed like a mix of Qi Xing and Roth, courteous and could greet anyone with a smile, then chat about the mundane.

He also had a flaw: he liked speaking in riddles, hinting at things, a bit like a politician.

“The teacher is unpredictable; my senior and I have no idea where he is,” Li Ming replied.

Feder smiled, and after a few minutes’ walk, the lab was already near at hand, and he praised it, “Simple but elegant, the style of this lab certainly catches the eye.”

“Yes, carefully designed for many days,” Li Ming also expressed.

Behind them, Li Ruoning’s face showed an incredulous expression.

Design my ass, she had built it in less than three minutes using models, these two were really talking nonsense with their eyes open.

She felt uncomfortable in such an atmosphere, grateful that Li Ming did not ask her to continue following them, waving her away.

Li Ruoning, feeling like she had been pardoned, hurried away.