assessment space.

Ron is assembling the radar transmitter and mounting it on the side of the building.

The device he built was a trapezoidal body.

It looks like an enlarged gold brick.

On the left and right sides of this trapezoid, radars are installed.

Of course, this radar is not a radar on Earth, but a transcendent armament.

Locking, anti-stealing, perspective, over-the-horizon and other functions are readily available.

Combined with the computing power of the tube supercomputer, plus the fire distribution of the fire control radar.

If you move this thing to Earth, even if the world's missiles are launched at the same time, don't try to destroy it.

But in the other world, this thing can only be said to be good, not perfect.

Space jumps, shadow jumps, elemental shuttles and other attack methods, it can't prevent them.

But it doesn't matter.

He doesn't have to do this thing well, as long as he can pass the assessment.

Ron put the last radar on it.

Then take out 1,000 floating cannons and 500 levitating defensive shields, and connect them to the tube supercomputer.

The entire armed fortification was built.

Who would dare to say that this fortification is not a building.

Do it all.

Ron stood at the top of the building, waiting to be assessed.

The next second.

Invisible fluctuations appear.

This time, the armed fortifications he built were not wiped out.

On the contrary, in this volatility, the entire armed fortification seems to have improved.

Lines appear on the surface of the wall.

Special runes that are imprinted on the inside and outside of the building.

This makes the whole building look like a large supernatural armament.

Just after the last line of the inscription was imprinted and the entire inscription formed a whole, extraordinary power descended.

This transcendent power was directly integrated into Ron's body, colliding with the transcendent power he possessed.

It made him feel bad.

Then, the armed fortifications he had just built slowly blurred under the infiltration of extraordinary power, and finally fused into Ron's body.

At the same time.

The abilities and advanced knowledge of this extraordinary profession of architect appeared in his mind.

Ron froze.

Then he stretched out his hand, and the extraordinary power belonging to the profession of architect in his body surged, and a floating cannon slowly appeared.

This floating cannon is a companion weapon to the armed defense base, not a transcendent weapon that he has fused.

With a thought in his mind.

More and more floating cannons appeared around him.

Woohoo......

The floating cannon attacked, streaking blue trails in the air.

These traces make up two words.

Awesome!

Ron frowned as he looked at the slowly disappearing traces.

The extraordinary power of the architect's profession that he had just used.

With the supercomputing of the tube, the fire coverage of the floating cannon turned into a precision strike.

It can be said that his previous vision has been achieved.

But here's the thing.

This is not the competence of a mechanic.

Just as Ron's egg hurt, the space around him fluctuated.

In the moment before he reacted.

The whole person disappeared into the assessment space.

"Ron!"

Just as Ron was being transferred, and before he could understand what was going on, he heard someone in the distance excitedly shouting his name.

He turned his head and saw that it was Thea.

In addition to Thea, Philia was also by her side.

Ron nodded at the two of them, then looked around and found himself in a large hall again.

It's just that this place is different from the main hall they have been to before, and there are still many houses outside the main hall, but I don't know if I can go out.

"You've all passed the exam?"

Ron looked around and walked over to the two of them.

"We've all passed the test, and we've been transported here."

Thea replied immediately.

At this time, Ron realizes that both of them are not in the right state.

The extraordinary power around them is constantly fluctuating.

"How much is your soul polluted?"

Philia asked.

Ron listened, and suddenly realized something.

That is, he is not contaminated by the soul.

Wait a minute......

An armed defense base can be regarded as an offensive building.

Other words.

Soul contamination was exempted by his talent.

Now he was not affected in any way, except for the addition of a transcendent power in his body.

“15.2%”

Ron casually quoted a number.

The Mechanic's Soul Pollution Threshold was 35%, and he reported a 15.2% which was not too high.

After all, his current situation doesn't seem to be serious, unlike the two of them, the extraordinary power in his body can't be controlled.

"You have a talent for legends?"

After hearing this, Philia looked at Ron in surprise.

"Nope."

Ron shook his head, he didn't have a legendary talent, but he had a forbidden talent.

Philia looked at Ron and saw that he didn't look like he was lying, so she didn't continue asking.

"How much is your soul polluted?"

Ron asked curiously.

He wanted to know how serious the situation of the two of them was that led to the current situation.

"My soul pollution has reached 30.7%, Sister Philia is a little better than me, but it has also reached 28.5%."

Thea replied in a low voice.

Ron didn't say anything after listening, this is like someone else's terminal cancer has spread, what else can you say?

Do you want to tell people: don't worry, the condition will be fine?

That's not.

"Is there a solution?"

Although he is now not bothered by soul pollution, he has an extraordinary power in his body, which is also a time bomb.

"Yes."

Philia replied in a succinct and appalled manner.

"What's the solution?"

Ron's eyes lit up and he looked at Philia curiously.

"Advance to the fourth order, and integrate the power of architects into the transcendent roots."

What's that?

Ron was a little confused.

"How much do you know about the Fourth Order?" Philia asked, sensing Ron's confusion.

"A fourth-order transcendent person has his own transcendent power, his soul and body are sublimated, transformed into an inhuman existence, and he can freely enter and exit the void realm."

Ron thought about it for a moment and briefly said what he knew.

"Brother Ron, you're not right."

Before Philia could speak, Thea next to him gave him a slap in the face.

"What?"

Ron was a little confused.

These are all written in the book, how can it be wrong, how are others promoted.

"The most important thing for a fourth-order transcendent is his own roots."

Philia paused, as if to think about how to explain the meaning of the root to Ron.

"You mechanics are promoted to the fourth rank, and there are two routes, one is the giant structure, and the other is the precision.

The promotion of these two routes requires the mechanic to create a transcendent weapon that suits him.

The root is a synthesis of the supernatural power and the transcendent's own cognition, and the external manifestation is in the transcendent armament.

If you use someone else's blueprint to create a transcendent weapon, then you will basically not be able to advance, and even if you succeed, you will be plagued by soul pollution.

The fourth-order transcendent is to shield all external influences, integrate their own cognition and power, and form their own transcendent roots.

Now we all have two transcendent forces in our bodies, and they also belong to two different transcendent professions, so we must merge the roots of the two professions.

Our time is based on extraordinary armament and its roots.

The profession of architects is different from the path we take, they have architecture as their roots.

If you want to advance to the fourth rank, you must merge the extraordinary armament with the building and turn it into one.

If you succeed, then there will be a third path up the mechanic profession. ”

Philia explained the specific situation to Ron in detail.

"Did the people who fled here come up with the idea, or did you come up with it."

After listening to this, Ron asked curiously.

"It's a solution that the sect's top brass came up with, but it's basically impossible to achieve."

Philia replied.

"Why?"

Ron wondered, since you all know the correct answer, why not do it yourself.

"Because of the pollution of the soul, we can't raise the profession of architect to the third order at all."

The logic is right.

The current level of soul pollution of the two of them, let alone raising the profession of architect to the third order.

Even under the current circumstances, it is a question of how long they can survive.