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Starting over was a good choice. After bidding farewell to Kress, Lin Yuan wandered around Thomas's chaotic home with great interest. He wasn't in a hurry to join the Elite Mechanical Warrior training; after all, he still had three Mechanical Years ahead of him. During this time, he needed to settle Thomas and Fat Three properly.
Having accompanied him all this way, Lin Yuan didn't want to hear news of how things had changed when he finally returned after a long absence.
Although Lin Yuan found it hard to be sentimental these days, as an Intelligent Life form—especially one that felt out of place in its era—having two friends didn't seem too extravagant.
The main reason for this was that Lin Yuan felt a bit lost, unsure of what his future should look like.
This had nothing to do with being pessimistic or optimistic. Once upon a time on Earth in the 21st century, regardless of wealth or poverty, everyone came to understand that one day, dust returns to dust and earth returns to earth.
However, now that he suddenly possessed what could theoretically be an endless life, he found himself uncertain about where his path should lead.
If his only purpose was merely to survive, that seemed too simple; it would drive anyone to despair.
Yet Lin Yuan understood clearly that his future lay on a path of continuous self-improvement, and he was indeed working hard at it without ever slacking off.
Still, this did not alleviate his confusion.
It sounded amusing; for example, in the 21st century on Earth, a beggar might dream of a lavish meal while a struggling individual might fantasize about winning millions and driving luxury cars while dating beautiful women. A businessman would aspire to build a vast commercial empire. These were their ultimate goals—whether reasonable or not—there was always an expected endpoint, a distant shore where they could dream away their idle hours on White Day.
But what about Lin Yuan?
He yearned for immense power, but that was merely part of the journey. What would he do once he became powerful? Rule the entire Mechanical City? Dominate the universe? It seemed meaningless; he had no particular feelings—good or bad—about ruling Mechanical City and wasn't even interested in imagining whether it would be sweet or sour.
Thus, he lacked the motivation to push further because he was already living comfortably in Mechanical City without worries. He wasn't the kind of person who harbored mad ambitions against humanity or Intelligent Life.
This was terrifying: a life devoid of interest was a dull existence.
Yet there was no choice in the matter. As a Mechanical Warrior, Lin Yuan couldn't even compare to Thomas and Fat Three; at least they could seek companionship among their own kind. What about him? Would he seek out a large wrench?
Lost in his thoughts, Lin Yuan couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. What a pity; he was almost turning into a resentful woman.
"Hey, Captain, how about some barbecued Mutated Salmon? It's a delicious delicacy transplanted from Earth, quite good!"
In the distance, Thomas, Fat Three, and George III were sitting atop a specially designed Flame Thrower that was blazing with flames that must have been over three thousand degrees. Each of them held a Mutated Salmon that was at least ten meters long, happily roasting and eating it. Beside them was a barrel of several hundred kilograms of 85-degree mutated rye beer. They would take big bites of meat and gulp down the beer, truly enjoying themselves.
Of course, to Lin Yuan, it was rather disgusting. Although he no longer needed to eat anything, their way of consuming food was just too barbaric. Even though the Enhancement Level of the Mutated Salmon's flesh reached four points, there was no need to roast it over a three-thousand-degree Flame Thrower without any seasoning. Would it even taste good?
However, Lin Yuan couldn't be bothered to correct them. He walked over and picked up a lively and extremely fierce Mutated Salmon. This creature had undergone mutation during that initial event; its scales had become tougher than steel, and it had an incredibly strong adaptability. Even without water, it could survive for ten or eight years. For instance, the three Mutated Salmons that Thomas and the others were gnawing on were still alive despite being roasted by the Flame Thrower and bitten into by three large mouths.
"No way, Captain! Can Mechanical Life eat fish too?" Thomas exclaimed in surprise at Lin Yuan's actions.
"Isn't that a bit strange? There's nothing impossible in this world!" Lin Yuan felt intrigued at that moment, though more out of boredom and nostalgia.
Grabbing the lively Mutated Salmon, he first delivered several powerful punches to stun it. Then he skillfully scaled and gutted it. Although the scales of the Mutated Salmon were quite tough, they couldn't withstand Lin Yuan's strength and were quickly dealt with.
Next, Lin Yuan rummaged through the pile of junk collected by George III and found more than ten Mechanical Parts. Combining these with a few he had in his collection, he quickly assembled a gigantic Alloy Cauldron.
"Thomas, is there any place in Zone 98 that sells seasonings? I mean the kind from Earth."
Suddenly remembering this question, Lin Yuan realized it was pointless to ask. The ecological environment of Earth had been completely destroyed; where could one find star anise or Sichuan pepper? Moreover, even if they did find them, how could they infuse those flavors into the flesh of the Mutated Salmon with an Enhancement Level of four points?
"Uh, Captain, what are seasonings?"
As expected, Thomas asked cluelessly. His brother George III also looked bewildered while Fat Three continued to munch on his Mutated Salmon.
"Forget it; just pretend I didn't say anything!"
Lin Yuan didn't take it to heart; he was simply bored and looking for something to do. However, he still decided to toss the Mutated Salmon into the Alloy Cauldron. Since he was just messing around, why bother with the outcome?
Moreover, he remembered that in his Five-Dimensional Key Space, there were many interesting materials.
Back then, he hadn't had the time to study them, but now seemed like a great opportunity.
He still fondly recalled the special shotgun shells created by the yd Frog. He wondered if he could buy them on the black market. If not, he would have to experiment on his own.
For a moment, Lin Yuan felt invigorated as he continuously threw various materials into the large pot in different proportions. Underneath the pot, he had set up a Flame Thrower and an Ice Blaster, alternating between them.
In short, this was a completely unregulated concoction process because Lin Yuan himself didn't know how to properly mix these materials. This information couldn't be found in the Intelligent Brain Encyclopedia since it was akin to intellectual property.
The result of this chaotic mixing was that after a few minutes, the Alloy Cauldron was filled with a thick, foul-smelling black liquid.
As for the Mutated Salmon with an Enhancement Level of 4, it had already vanished into thin air when Lin Yuan extracted a highly corrosive material.
The stench emanating from this liquid was overwhelming, quickly filling the entire spacious room. Even strong individuals like Thomas and Fat Three couldn't bear it; they abandoned their barbecue party and fled in haste!
Lin Yuan, however, felt no discomfort. He remained calm as he continued to add other unknown materials into the bubbling black liquid, meticulously recording their weights and the reactions that occurred.
He hoped to refine his never-passing chemistry theory and practical Operation through this unconventional method.
Furthermore, Lin Yuan stubbornly believed that if certain problems were approached by working backward from their outcomes, they could be perfectly solved.
For example, if a child struggles to memorize the periodic table of elements, one might try having them complete an atomic fission reaction. If they succeeded, they would naturally be able to recite the periodic table flawlessly and earn a perfect score from their chemistry teacher.
Though this reasoning might be flawed, Lin Yuan remained undeterred. His a180 Punisher System was powerful enough; at least during this process, he had already grasped over thirty-nine specific reaction patterns of various materials. Next time, he just needed to tweak these patterns slightly to achieve different results.
"Life is truly as lonely as snow!"
Lin Yuan couldn't help but sigh, completely oblivious to the fact that the entire massive room had been engulfed by a dense, pitch-black, and foul-smelling haze that was rapidly spreading outside the building, causing panic and disaster.
Of course, he had every reason to ignore it, for compared to the changes happening in the large cauldron, this little bit of foul smoke was hardly worth mentioning.
Inside that cauldron, it had almost turned into hell itself, with violent reactions erupting from time to time—sometimes like molten lava spewing forth, other times like a sudden flood or a ground fissure. Almost every time Lin Yuan added a bit of material, it triggered a series of intense and fiery reactions.
Thanks to Lin Yuan only adding small amounts each time, combined with his current strength that had long surpassed an ordinary E1 level Mechanical Warrior—it's no exaggeration to say that even an ordinary E7 level Mechanical Warrior would have no confidence in front of him.
Thus, he was still able to maintain control over the situation, and in fact, he had begun to enjoy this feeling.
"Stop! Stop! Do you want to blow up the entire building?"
Just as Lin Yuan was having a great time and was about to toss a bead about the size of a soybean into the cauldron, an old man burst in, looking frantic as if his precious granddaughter had been kidnapped. Strangely enough, he seemed completely unaffected by the toxic smoke.
"Thank you!"
Lin Yuan politely replied, still intent on throwing that bead into the cauldron. (To be continued.)
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