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There was no wind, no sunlight, as if he were in a world of dead silence and emptiness. Yet only Lin Yuan knew that the speed of his Mechanical Body was gradually increasing.
It was quite miraculous; after he enhanced the Ghost Title on Elida Planet, his Civic Induction Transmission Rate became increasingly sensitive and clearer.
There was a saying that described beauty as delicate enough to be broken by a breath. Now, Lin Yuan deeply suspected that his Mechanical Body, so large and robust, was approaching that level of delicacy from within.
No matter how slight the fluctuations or sensations, the nodes of Civic Induction Transmission on his Mechanical Body could generate a plethora of detailed data.
This situation was exaggerated, reminiscent of Wang Yangming's unity of knowledge and action, allowing him to see the essence of things at a glance.
For example, when he saw an apple, he thought of carbohydrates; when he saw a banana, he thought of carbohydrates; when he saw a pear, it was still carbohydrates...
At this rate of development, perhaps one day Lin Yuan would be able to experience what it meant to face the sea and welcome the spring flowers.
With this almost perverse microscopic data perception, Lin Yuan didn't even need the temporary Intelligent Brain System to perform calculations and analyses for him; he could handle it himself. If not for his inherent shortcomings in programming, he would have found a way to collect these subtle data and reorganize them into a personified sensory System.
Of course, Lin Yuan dared not think too far ahead about such a beautiful future because he felt that he was already unfortunate enough. Therefore, he decided not to dwell on those pleasant things and visions—what if they brought misfortune upon him again?
“Beep! The gravitational index of the unknown planet has reached 50. Propulsion speed is 498. Speed ratio is 197, friction coefficient is 95. Alchemy Furnace No. 1 can be activated.”
At this moment, the Temporary Intelligence System dutifully reminded him, and Lin Yuan immediately began preparations. First, he transformed into First Form. His Mechanical Body curled into a 45-degree angle, turning into an irregular sphere. This was to minimize atmospheric friction and reduce energy consumption; otherwise, with just the gravitational pull of a planet, it would be like skipping rope for him.
Naturally, Alchemy Furnace No. 1 could not be activated through electronic commands or remote control; it had to be done manually in the most primitive way to conserve energy—after all, Lin Yuan's Mechanical Arms were long enough.
He first connected the four large ports of Alchemy Furnace No. 1 to his back, instantly transforming into an ugly turtle shell shape—good thing aesthetics weren't necessary here.
Next, using his Mechanical Arms, he spread out Alchemy Furnace No. 1 like a giant crab. It had twelve friction energy collectors; while it sounded advanced, they were essentially disposable items designed to sacrifice their existence for friction energy value.
However, not just any material could serve as these friction energy devices. Ordinary Alloy Steel would burn up quickly upon entering the atmosphere. On the other hand, high-quality Biological Alloys or Phantom Alloys were also unsuitable because they would automatically filter out excessive heat like an air conditioning system—quite troublesome.
Thus, when Lin Yuan selected materials initially, he put considerable thought into it before making his choice.
Once the twelve tentacle-like structures of Alchemy Furnace No. 1 extended outwards, Lin Yuan immediately sensed a noticeable change in resistance and speed. However, everything seemed fine; if his calculations—or rather, Intellect's calculations—were correct, in three minutes and fifty seconds, the average temperature of Alchemy Furnace No. 1 would exceed 000 degrees. But that was just the beginning!
Once the temperature reached 000 degrees, the second set of friction equipment on Alchemy Furnace No. 1 would pop out again, making the entire process even more challenging.
Theoretically speaking, through a series of reverse friction, direct friction, and the addition of certain unsuccessful unknown reagents in Lin Yuan's process, it should be possible to achieve an energy burst with stable fluctuations for about five seconds at the peak of friction. This could yield approximately 100 units of F5-level energy.
However, if the gravitational pull of that planet is exceptionally strong, the effect could double, potentially allowing for the acquisition of high-quality E1-level energy.
Lin Yuan was filled with optimism about all this, akin to a starving ghost trapped in hell for fifty thousand years, lunging at a roasted chicken. Although it wouldn't fully satisfy his hunger, it was better than nothing!
One minute, two minutes, three minutes—everything proceeded as calculated: stable and efficient! The first alchemy furnace had already begun to emit sporadic sparks, and the temperature was rising sharply, nearing the critical threshold of 1,000 degrees!
“Beep beep beep! Severe warning! Unknown barrier detected! Railgun matrix locked! If the current decline continues, a full-scale attack from one Railgun will be imminent!”
……
“What?”
Lin Yuan was shocked by this unexpected turn of events. It felt as if he were squatting in a restroom on the nineteenth floor when suddenly someone outside began banging on the window, shouting for him to escape because they had just spotted a hundred alien hatchlings crawling into the sewer!
What could be worse than this?
“Damn it!”
Cursing inwardly, Lin Yuan abruptly abandoned the alchemy furnace he had painstakingly crafted. At the same time, his Mechanical Wings unfolded with a whoosh, followed by three rapid oscillations as he shot up thousands of meters at an angle!
Almost simultaneously, Lin Yuan saw that the previously dark planet's sky suddenly lit up with countless faint glimmers. It resembled a bare dome or perhaps the bald head of a large donkey completely enveloping the planet!
Without any doubt, that poor alchemy furnace was instantly obliterated into dust by the Railgun above that dome!
“Wow! What incredible power and accuracy!”
Lin Yuan was no longer a novice; as soon as those dense Railguns appeared, he realized their significance. Each shot from a Railgun possessed destructive power equivalent to three conventional Sniper Energy Cannons. But what was most terrifying was their installation method. If they were mounted on the ground or airborne platforms—or any sort of floating platform—he wouldn't have been surprised. However, these Railguns seemed to be designed with extremely advanced technology; they remained invisible unless approached within a certain range. Even Lin Yuan's Auditory Radar couldn't detect them!
Moreover, these Railguns were incredibly slender—oh no, they were just very compact—hiding within that dome so well that one would hardly notice them.
Additionally, there were an astonishing number of these Railguns. Just from Lin Yuan's momentary scan and calculations, it became clear that within this dome covering an area of five thousand kilometers, there were at least one hundred thousand Railguns arranged in some mysterious Hexagonal Array formation. There were no blind spots; regardless of which direction an attack came from, it would face an all-encompassing bombardment!
At this moment, Lin Yuan also ascended several thousand meters in one breath. Fortunately, he was now within what could be considered the planet's atmosphere, where there was some weak air pressure. This allowed him to use minimal energy to power his Mechanical Wings; otherwise, his fate would likely be no better than that of a flat ironclad fish!
However, Lin Yuan felt fortunate that as long as he moved away from the dome's height of two thousand meters, the dome would ignore him, and its faint light would quickly fade away, returning to the previous darkness. It seemed that this was merely an automatic defense mechanism of the System.
"Damn it, with such advanced technology, could this be a secret research base set up by Mechanical City? Am I just walking into a trap? But my energy is insufficient; going down means death, and staying up here seems like death too!"
What to do?
For a moment, Lin Yuan was quite conflicted. He never expected that in this barren and desolate place, where even insects wouldn't dare to linger, there would be such an existence hidden away. And here he was, completely out of resources, with no options left!
"Hey, Intellect, give me a suggestion, or Claire, how about a data stream package?" Lin Yuan called out in his mind, but unsurprisingly, there was still no response.
"Fine, I knew my luck had been terrible lately!"
Lin Yuan sighed and quickly generated a plaintext message through Intellect and sent it out. The general content was as follows:
"Hello, although I don't know where this is or who you are, I am lost in the starry sky and lacking energy. Additionally, I am a wanted criminal by the Defense Security Department of Mechanical City. If you belong to Mechanical City, congratulations! A bounty is dancing in front of you. If you are opponents or enemies of Mechanical City, please take me in! I guarantee no one hates Mechanical City more than I do. I can be your bomb Death Warrior or a maniac! In short, I will meet all your demands."
Lin Yuan sent out three copies of this plaintext message in one breath. He wasn't worried about how far this message would travel or leaking his position hundreds of light-years away because the various gravitational turbulence and cosmic rays in the universe would tear these messages apart. Moreover, even if some plaintext messages weren't disturbed by magnetic turbulence, reaching hundreds of light-years away would take hundreds of years; these messages didn't understand faster-than-light travel.
However, after sending out these three plaintext messages, Lin Yuan patiently waited for more than half an hour but received no response at all—like a stone sinking into the sea!
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