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Focus is often the most charming moment for a man, but Lin Yuan's current focus has become somewhat obsessive. Fortunately, he doesn't need to showcase any charm to anyone.
Previously, he had accidentally succeeded in assembling and modifying the Parallel Energy Engine Matrix, which gave him immense encouragement and motivation. Thus, he immediately set to work on the four-parallel Energy Engine.
Little did he expect that transitioning from parallel to four-parallel would be such a simple step, yet it nearly led Lin Yuan to despair and failure.
Everything in this universe follows its own laws of existence. Lin Yuan's current level of assembly and repair skills could be described in the language of the century as that of a skilled mechanic. He could only tinker with existing machinery; no matter how high his repair skills were, he remained confined within the realm of mechanics.
He was certainly not a scientist who could rely on inspiration to create something unknown from scratch.
Take the modification of Mouse One, for example. Regardless of how it changed, it remained very faithful to its original principles. He could never redesign an entirely new aircraft.
This required talent, inspiration, vast knowledge reserves, and theoretical research from the System. Unfortunately, Lin Yuan lacked all of these; in fact, he was completely clueless. His approach to Mechanical Assembly modifications was limited to constant replication and familiarization until he could recite everything by heart. Thus, a miraculous craftsman was born, but a craftsman is still just a craftsman, and his limitations caused him much hardship.
After struggling for three long months, Lin Yuan had no choice but to terminate this terrifying research that felt like a black hole. He feared that if he continued, he might be unable to resist dismantling his own Energy Engine.
"Why did it fail?"
At this moment, Lin Yuan felt like an idiot or as if he had entered a state of sleepwalking. He could only wander aimlessly around the base until he stumbled upon a pile of strange junk in a corner of his storage hall, which jolted him back to reality.
Wasn't this the wreckage of the fighter jet he had exchanged for One Hundred Thousand Mechanical Coins?
However, this was far too pitiful! At that time, Lin Yuan's attention had been entirely focused on the Elite Warrior, so he had merely glanced at it hurriedly and moved on. It wasn't until now that he realized this was more than just wreckage; even the wreckage within the wreckage looked better than this. This was nothing short of a heap of metallic refuse—mangled and shattered beyond recognition. All the tragic adjectives in the world couldn't adequately describe its sorry state!
If this is the Wreckage of the Fighter Jet, I guarantee that if a thousand people saw it, no one would agree with that opinion. Even if it's just a pile of rubble, it's still more credible than calling it the Wreckage of the Fighter Jet!
"Gatekeeper, damn you!"
Lin Yuan connected to the sound system and unleashed a torrent of curses. It was infuriating, but the Gatekeeper had long since fled, leaving no trace behind.
After venting his frustration for a while, Lin Yuan reluctantly returned to the pile of debris. There was no choice; he needed those One Hundred Thousand Mechanical Coins. According to his motto, anything that looked like garbage could potentially be a treasure, so he might as well clean it up.
Indeed, cleaning it up was necessary. He couldn't tell what kind of horrific destruction this Battle Machine had suffered in its past life. The entire wreck was dark and unrecognizable; many parts were melted together or twisted into grotesque shapes. In short, it was a sight that was hard to bear.
Moreover, it seemed to have undergone some extreme corrosion. The Enhancement Level of the materials in this Battle Machine occasionally reached a terrifying 85 points in some areas, while in many others, it had degraded to just a few points—comparable to Mouse One.
However, when Lin Yuan pressed his Mechanical Arms against it, this mangled Wreckage of the Fighter Jet still managed to provide data collection in his Intellect.
"Beep! Detected Falcon Model 09 Battle Machine. Intelligent Brain Encyclopedia data collection in progress. Data generated: Falcon Fighter Series is the Mechanical City D-Class standard combat form. Only citizens of Mechanical City who have grown to d1 level or above as Mechanical Warriors can possess it. This Battle Machine series has been in service since the early Dark War ten thousand Mechanical Years ago and currently has 98 developed variants. The 09 model is one of the more outstanding series but was retired eight thousand Mechanical Years ago. This model is no longer in production. Other data: insufficient permissions for generation..."
"What the hell! It's an old relic!"
Lin Yuan's anger surged uncontrollably. This thing had been retired eight thousand Mechanical Years ago—sixteen thousand years back—when the Yanjing Ape Man was just learning how to play with mud. It was easy to imagine what value this could possibly hold.
What bad luck!
He wondered just how advanced the Falcon Model 98 Battle Machine must be now. However, even if the Falcon Model 98 Battle Machine existed, it seemed pretty useless too since it was only needed for D-Class Mechanical Warriors' combat forms. What about B-Level? And even more terrifyingly, what about Elite Warriors?
To know, only those who reach D-Class Elite Warrior are qualified to leave the Galactic System and fight in the farthest alien realms! Tsk tsk, the gap is just too vast! It's like the difference between a planet and the ants on it!
Although Lin Yuan was once again struck down by this realization, he no longer cared. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, right? No matter what, this ancient relic from over ten thousand years ago was still far superior to the technological level on Earth.
Having made up his mind, Lin Yuan stopped complaining and began to efficiently dismantle the Wreckage of the Fighter Jet. Oh no, it was no longer possible to dismantle it; he could only resort to his last option: cutting!
At this moment, the Hunter's Longsword proved to be a great help to Lin Yuan. With an Enhancement Level of 5 and sufficient sharpness, cutting through the wreckage became quite manageable. Of course, he had to avoid areas where the Enhancement Level had not degraded; those had an astounding 85 points of Enhancement Level! It was truly disheartening—this ancient relic from over ten thousand years ago could actually reach an Enhancement Level of 85! And that didn't even account for the Energy Shield and Protective Coating. In short, it was incredibly formidable.
The Wreckage of the Fighter Jet was massive; Lin Yuan estimated its total weight to be at least fifteen tons. This made him reflect deeply. Since this Falcon Fighter could serve as a combat form, one could reasonably infer just how powerful and enormous those D-Class Mechanical Warriors' Mechanical Bodies must be. Looking at his own arms and legs, he finally felt a sense of realization about being a child.
It was truly frustrating!
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