Chapter 221 - 221 202 Internal Struggle

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221: Chapter 202: Internal Struggle 221: Chapter 202: Internal Struggle Mardari Memory Metal, a rare and expensive synthetic metal, and more importantly, a “taboo item” that can only be synthesized by Mechanic Spiritualists. Mardari is a person’s name, who is also the developer of this material. The mere recipe and application technique is a valuable intellectual property worth a fortune… Who wouldn’t like a “living metal” that can freely change its shape, density, and hardness? If the use and manufacture of this metal didn’t require the intervention of Mechanic Spiritualists, it would have become the new technological cornerstone. It is said that this liquid metal could be exchanged for several times its equivalent in gold… But no one would be foolish enough to actually sell it, as it is a prohibited and invaluable strategic material that no professional would find excessive. “The simplest way to use it is to give weapons a coating and enchantment, increasing their ductility and sharpness, as well as the ability to freely flow; or to create a liquid armor that can serve as both a weapon and armor.” Looking at the instructions, Lu Ping’an was slightly tempted, but then shook his head. He still doesn’t have a battle-profession and enhancing weapons wouldn’t make much of a difference; more importantly, the system prompt about this object seems somewhat problematic in his eyes. [Mardari Memory Metal Block (Silver-tier material): A versatile liquid metal with variable properties. However, this block seems to contain a slumbering will, and once awakened, it may no longer belong to you…] When he received this “gift,” Lu Ping’an knew something was wrong, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he happily nodded and expressed his thanks. “Chris, if we put this in our courtyard, will it awaken?” As a top Healer and Beast Tamer, she should know this stuff. “It should be just a coordinate, containing some sort of will or something… If we throw it into our world, it should lose the connection right away. The Secret Realm is another world, and even though it’s an open small world, being able to sense its existence within the moment the door is opened would already be the limit. If it’s our courtyard, where the door doesn’t even open or close normally, it’s impossible to be sensed.” With Chris’ assurance, Lu Ping’an did as she said. He made the basin of metal vanish on the spot and then patiently waited… After he finished this task, Fang Wen suddenly looked up at the sky with surprise, as she sensed that her signal had completely disappeared. In the next moment, it reappeared abruptly… “An illusion?” Fang Wen continued to bow her head and get busy. All three of her sixth-tier War Beasts except for Silver War had been damaged, and Silver War had also lost most of its body (devoured by blood traces). However, since it was called “War,” it naturally had an indestructible nature of war. As long as more memory metal was supplied, it could revive quickly. In terms of combat power, Silver War was probably at the bottom of her top-level War Beasts, but in terms of continuous combat ability, it was almost immortal. Looking at the forming new body, she closed her eyes thoughtfully and let her consciousness travel to another distant region. “What is it?” A few minutes later, the Mechanical Bird indeed appeared in front of Lu Ping’an, but he asked first. “…Nothing, just don’t forget our cooperation. Whether Dragon Yuhe is dead or captured, it means that Long Qianlan has no way out.” Fang Wen, who came to check, casually made up an excuse, but her hawk-like eyes were still sweeping around the room. She saw the broken red cloth on the bed and nodded thoughtfully. It was once her possession, a part of the “Robbery Fire Feather Robe (Weapon),” which was an accessory for her strongest War Beast, Despair Hatred. If such a pollutant were in contact with memory metal, it could indeed interfere with her perception. Especially if there were remnants of War Beast wills in these “parts,” when two “remnant souls” were close to each other, a temporary disruption would be normal… With so much knowledge, she instantly came up with several acceptable explanations. But at this moment, she was slightly tempted by the broken cloth. She had lost Despair Hatred, and it would take a lot of resources and time to start over. If she could retrieve this piece, it might help. “I…” However, she ultimately chose to give up. It’s not that she had given up on retrieving the material; she considered it as her own. It’s just that without a workshop and War Beasts, she didn’t have many resources left. She needed to invest more resources in order to rebuild her combat power, and she was reluctant to trade with Lu Ping’an no matter how little. “…Anyway, I’ll get it back eventually. Right now, I don’t have the resources to rebuild Despair Hatred and its accompanying armor, so I’ll just leave it here.” In her eyes, the 2-tier Lu Ping’an was merely a walking warehouse. Even with a bit of cunning, what could his weak strength accomplish in this storm? But Lu Ping’an still had something to ask Fang Wen. “Does Long Yuhe know about my situation?” This was something Lu Ping’an had to know for sure. “…I only found out by tracking the Sophist, the Dragon Family siblings may not necessarily know. Even if her brother knows, she shouldn’t care about such trivial matters. She’s just a brainless fighter and puppet.” Although there was a lot of malice in her words, her joy was also overflowing. Long Yuhe was indeed naive and inexperienced, but when paired with her brother, a Healer combined with a completely trusting transformed warrior, their strength would skyrocket. There was no doubt that they would be the strongest combat power combination among the Mother Goddess cult’s visitors. Now that Long Yuhe was dead or captured, the combat power balance would be rewritten, and the dawn of victory was in sight. How could she not be overjoyed? Lu Ping’an nodded thoughtfully and said nothing more. Several minutes after the mechanical eagle had left, Lu Ping’an communicated with the Big Cat about the “key.” “She’s here? Her new workshop is in the steam factory?” Although it was a question, Lu Ping’an spoke with certainty. “Sensing” should only occur when the Secret Realm’s door opened. If she were outside, it would be natural for the signal to be intermittent and she wouldn’t come, or at least not so quickly.” “Hmm, it took her just over thirty seconds to get here, so she must be nearby.” Based on the time she took to arrive, Lu Ping’an confirmed this possibility. This “steam factory” had a vast territory, deep water, and was too dangerous for the weak to leave the populated areas… but this shouldn’t be a problem for Fang Wen. The vast terrain facilitated concealment, and the nature of this Secret Realm “factory,” as well as the countless metals and parts available, were very suitable for her, as a Mechanic Spiritualist, to restart her combat power. In a sense, Fang Wen’s deadly hidden gift had given Lu Ping’an the chance to probe. After the simple skirmish, Lu Ping’an had learned a lot from that naive guy. So, Lu Ping’an thought for a moment and got up. He needed to act quickly and talk business with an old acquaintance. —— ——- While Lu Ping’an and his temporary teammates were engaged in their scheming, another group of “teammates” nearly came to blows. “She’s my spoils of war…” “She’s a criminal threatening the entire city, and she has important information for maintaining social order and peace. Please don’t interfere with our case.” “She’s my personal spoils of war…” “Can this be seen as your church trampling on public morals? Can it be seen as you putting your personal interests above the interests of the church and the safety of citizens’ lives?” “She’s my personal spoils of war…” The pointless conversation continued. No matter what the Deputy Director of the Bureau of Anomaly Management said, Priest Liu only repeated, “She’s my spoils of war,” completely unreasonable. The object of their dispute was a severed limb inside a transparent box. She only had a head and part of her shoulder, but without any life support devices, she was still alive. Not only was she alive, but she also had the energy to curse and swear at the surrounding onlookers. “Foolish and ignorant mortals, your arrogance will lead to the Doomsday. My brother will pinch you to death like ants…” The people nearby were not annoyed and even took out a piece of paper, jotting down whatever she said.

Chapter 221 - 221 202 Internal Struggle

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