Chapter 52: The Grace of Knowledge
Immediately after leaving the conference room, Evan's body entered the laboratory, intending to build a robot identical to them based on the information registered by the qualified ones. As long as the clone robots are sent away in a wave and there are no bones left, the death of these qualified people has nothing to do with them - those who did not attend the meeting can just be a witness.
If you don't find out, it's not a crimeββ Lu Xun.
Just as the Entity made the replicant, his replicant walked out of the office and towards the Space Fortress's combat training grounds.
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The Space Fortress's combat training ground covers an area of more than 100 square meters, and the ground is covered with a rubber floor of moderate hardness and softness. A large area in the middle area is characterized by mixed martial arts practice, on which a special rotating disc is set up, and a circle of large black sandbags more than two meters high is suspended.
Each of these sandbags weighs about 500 kilograms, and it is not ordinary sand, but an extremely viscous and heavy special grease. The canvas on the outside is a high-strength characteristic fabric, and the middle is wrapped in leather covered with pimples, not to mention the fist hit, which ordinary cannons can't penetrate.
Whewββ!
At this time, the large sandbag was spinning at high speed like a marquee, and Karenz stood in the center with his body like electricity, and swept in all directions between his hands and feet, and in one breath he performed the twelve sets of mixed martial arts techniques from beginning to end.
In the process, if a sandbag hits his body, a shot will be knocked away. Then the big sandbag of more than 1,000 catties suddenly swung high, swirling and falling down with stronger wind pressure, and the next moment it would be smashed high again.
Boom - boom boom boomββ!
There seemed to be a lot of invisible arms growing on Kalenz's body, and the sandbags filled with grease would be instantly shattered by the invisible fists as soon as they got closer. The change of pace under the feet is also concise and efficient, just stepping on the midline forward and backward, occasionally accompanied by flexible swinging movements. Although the moves are simple, they are direct and effective, and the body is like a phantom without substance, flickering in the swirling sandbags.
After the twelve sets of mixed martial arts, he didn't rush out, but swirled around in one breath, and a circle of sandbags collapsed against the ceiling. Then he left the place unhurriedly, strode out of the range of the roulette wheel rotation, and casually pressed the control switch.
"Happy!"
Karenziang stretched his muscles for a moment, then picked up the salt soda placed on the space chair and threw up his neck to grunt.
Just as he was devouring the cow, the door of the training room creaked open, and Evan's figure strode into the roomβhe saw Kalenz rehydrating and waited quietly.
"Huhuhu!
Karenz drank the salt soda in one go, threw the bottle into the trash can fifty meters away, and turned to look at Evan, who was standing on the sidelines and waiting:
"What the hell are you? Ivan made a android?"
"It's true that this body is mechanical, but the consciousness is in my hands, you can just think of it as me. Ivan introduced himself very calmly.
"I see...... Your tactics are getting better and better. β
Karenz took a towel and wiped his face, then sat on the space chair next to him, and asked with great interest: "Looking for me at such a time, the matter must not be small, what do you have to say, anyway, I work under your hands." β
"Are you interested in piloting the Divine Source Machine?" Seeing that he was going straight to the point, Ivan himself followed straight to the point.
"Huh!?"
Karenz looked at him with a suspicious expression, and then rubbed his ears vigorously: "I heard me right, right? Are you inviting me to pilot the Divine Source Machine? Are you going to give me your Divine Source Machine? I'm sorry, I can't accept such a valuable thing!"
"No, it won't. β
Evan's answer brought Karenzi's hanging heart back to its original place, and then another sentence made his heart hang in his throat: "Actually, I have two Divine Source Machines, and I plan to lend you the other one for use. Of course, if you can break through the current level in the future, you will have the opportunity to become a pilot in the true sense of the word. β
"......" Karenz was petrified almost on the spot.
"I'm serious, no kidding. Ivan said calmly.
"Wait!"
Karenz pressed the temples on both sides with one hand, forcing himself to stay awake, and his gaze gradually became sharper as he looked at the other party: "According to my understanding, the Divine Source Machine and its pilot have the concept of compatibility, right? More importantly, without inheritance-level strength, driving the Divine Source Machine is a dead end...... Don't hurt me. β
"You can rest assured, you can still be a temporary driver without fit. β
Ivan walked up to Kalenz head-on, and then sat down on another space chair next to him: "As for the other thing you are worried about, it may not be possible to solve it if someone else else, but I have a way to eliminate the sequelae of your piloting the Shenyuan Machine now." β
"Tell me!" Karenz pricked up his ears and his eyes sparkled.
"According to my communication with the Divine Source Machine, the reason why pilots below the inheritance level must die is because when they drive the Divine Source Machine, they will be instinctively eroded by the Divine Source Machine. Only the powerful Absolute Realm can ignore erosion, and even use the power of erosion to harmonize the body, and in turn enhance the body's functions. β
Seeing his deferential expression, Evan had an extra smile on his face:
"Therefore, if the driver with the soul flame can have another body, he can confidently and boldly drive the Divine Source Machine. After all, if the fire is not extinguished, we will not die, at best, we will just change our bodies. β
"You want me to sacrifice my body, and when I'm done, inject soul fire into a machine for the rest of my life?" No, no, no, I still like my current body!" Karenz shook his head vigorously, refusing repeatedly.
"Of course not, in fact the process is the opposite. I'm going to let you fight with a clone, and then abandon that body and let the Tinder return to its original body, so you don't have anything to lose. Ivan patiently explained.
"This is okay!"
Karenz suddenly became energetic, and while clapping his hands vigorously, he grinned and said: "Driving the Divine Source Machine without sequelae, and being addicted to inheritance-level mechanics, I am willing to do this kind of good thing even if it is reversed." β
Speaking of this, he seemed to realize something, and looked at him in surprise: "It's still a little wrong, if you copy it, can you retain my strength?" This level of driving the Divine Source Machine is probably a piece of garbage, can it really help you?"
"I have Divine Metal, and I also have experience in making androids! As long as you cooperate, you will definitely be able to debug a replica with Level 4 physical abilities. Evan looked into his eyes and said conclusively.
"Okay! I'll do it!" Karenz slapped his thigh and immediately agreed.
"Since you promised...... This one is up to you. Evan took a USB flash drive from his jacket pocket and handed it to the other party.
"What's in there?"
"The name of the Divine Source Machine you will be piloting in the future is the Evil King, and it is the big guy who almost pushed Gudar to the point where there is no way to go, so that you and I can't come back. This USB flash drive stores the mental training method of the previous driver, if you want to become the real driver of the evil king, it is best to give up your original spiritual training method. β
Ivan stood up from his space chair, put his hands in his pockets, and looked down at him:
"Anyway, unlike those elders with special spiritual power, condensing the soul flame relies on mixed martial arts, and it is not difficult to retrain the spiritual training method. When you have a preliminary grasp of this set of spiritual training methods, I will introduce you to the Evil King, and whether you can become its driver in the end depends on your ability. β
"The ...... of the Divine Source Machine Driver ......"
Karenz held the USB flash drive like a treasure, staring at it with a dead eye, as if he was afraid that it would fly away with wings. I couldn't contain the excitement and excitement in my heart, my breathing accelerated, my heart rate increased, my body trembled unnaturally, and even my voice became hoarse:
"I can't believe it's reality, it's something that many Legacy mechanics dream of, they don't ...... I, a fourth-level mechanic, have the opportunity to become the pilot of a Divine Source Machine! How could I miss this opportunity! If I practice again, I will practice again, even if I give up my life, I will become the pilot of the Evil King!"
"Then come on, I'm waiting for you to save the world with me. β
Evan gave him a deep look, left these words, and turned and walked to the hatch of the fighting training room.
"Evan!"
At the moment when the hatch opened, Karenz hurriedly raised his head, looked at him with burning eyes, and said loudly from the bottom of his heart: "I will not forget the opportunity you gave me! If I can really have the Evil King and become the pilot of a Divine Source Machine, I will work for you in this life and this life!"
β......β
Hearing this, Evan stopped walking, and after a moment of silence, he turned his back to him and said, "There's no need to be so grand, I'm not the holder of the Evil King, it's enough for you to help me get through this time." β
"But the opportunity is the rarest, and countless mechanics have never had this opportunity in their lifetime!"
Karenz clenched the USB flash drive in his hand, and his expression gradually cooled down, becoming as dignified as iron. Suddenly stood up from the space chair, looked at his back, and said in a sonorous voice:
"I'm a traditional martial artist, a mechanic, and a guy who doesn't have much to prodo. You know that I use me, trust me like a brother and sister, and I will do my best to repay you. β
Death for a confidant!
Nothing now says Kalenz's mood better than this phrase.
Even if it is a choice of last resort, but to be able to fully trust oneself, and even give away a Divine Source Machine, how many people can do such a courtesy if you look at the entire Galaxy Federation!?
You know, he also has a wife who is also a level 4 mechanic!!
"Minister Kalenzi, there is no need for this between you and me. β
Ivan turned around and looked at the straight-shaped Kalenz, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If it wasn't for your full cultivation, I wouldn't be where I am now, we can continue like this and maintain the purest trust in each other." β
"Of course!" Karenz snapped his head.