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Chapter 133

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Stepping into the SS-class level.

And after breaking through to the Transcendent level, his talent could naturally affect those 090 King-level and Emperor-level lifeforms.

His mental power was also fully sufficient to support the casting.

"Lords and troops complement each other, but the Lord himself is the foundation," Zhao Xing realized. "No wonder the Empire attaches importance to the potential of Lords."

A Lord with a powerful talent can make trash troops evolve into powerful troops.

If the troops are all dead, as long as the Lord is fine, he can start over from the beginning.

But if the Lord himself is weak, no matter how strong the troops are, they cannot be cultivated.

"Hmm? Senior Brother Zhang Yi sent me a warning." A siren sounded in Zhao Xing's ear.

In fact, he discovered the enemy earlier.

And Zhang Yi and the others prompted him later.

After all, the enemy was rushing toward him first.

The troops were concentrated in his direction, while Zhang Yi, Lei Meng, and the others were further away.

"Zhao Xing!" Zhang Yi flew through the air, and his Sky Wolf also flew over.

The other mechanical Lord team members, including Lei Meng, also flew over one by one.

Breaking through to the Transcendent level allows one to fly through the air.

Star-level Lords, regardless of the type, can also absorb cosmic ray energy themselves.

The Lord himself possesses not weak strength; of course, Martial Dao Lords are more perverted, and they can go take a bath on a star at the Star level.

Ordinary Lords can't do that.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Lei." Zhao Xing greeted them.

"Zhao Xing, are you okay?" Lei Meng asked.

"I'm fine."

"Why didn't you reply to my message just now?" Zhang Yi said. "There's an enemy coming!"

"Sorry, I was just breaking through..." Zhao Xing floated up, showing his Transcendent realm.

At the same time, he pointed over there and said: "And the enemy has already been solved."

"Solved?" Lei Meng and Zhang Yi both looked into the jungle together.

"Holy shit!"

Lei Meng and Zhang Yi saw the more than five hundred mechanical soldiers lying in the jungle at a glance.

And the mechanical spaceship bound by the Cloud-Touching Vine.

"Holy crap, you, you actually cultivated a King-level peak Cloud-Touching Vine?" Zhang Yi looked at Zhao Xing in disbelief.

"Yes," Zhao Xing nodded readily; he didn't deny it.

His ranking itself explained many problems; having King-level troops is very normal, no need to deny it.

"I guessed you might have King-level troops," Lei Meng sighed. "But I didn't guess that you actually had a King-level peak troop."

Guessing and seeing are completely different levels of shock.

Especially that Cloud-Touching Vine, which was still wrapping the spaceship at this time.

"Damn it, I have to beat up that guy Lieutenant Helian Lie when I get back," Lei Meng cursed. "He probably knew Brother Zhao Xing was this strong long ago; he was completely showing off that he had a good Junior Brother!"

"Old Lei, just say the harsh words; don't really go do it," Zhang Yi glanced at his companion. "You can't beat Lieutenant Helian Lie even if there were two of you."

"You might not even be able to beat Brother Zhao, right, Zhao Xing?"

"..." Lei Meng stared and wanted to refute, but he lost heart as soon as he saw the Cloud-Touching Vine.

He was powerless to refute.

Zhao Xing smiled slightly and didn't take the bait.

"Brother Lei, Brother Zhang, let's clean up the battlefield and see how much those spoils are worth."

As a Mechanical Lord, the family fortune is very rich!

There are many paths for Mechanical Lords.

According to the differences in their talents, many schools have emerged.

There are Mech-Martial Artists who replace flesh and blood organs with high-end machinery, allowing themselves to possess powerful combat power.

Their philosophy can probably be summarized in one sentence: Flesh is weak, machinery ascends!

There are virtual Mechanical Lords who walk the consciousness path, their mental consciousness linking to the virtual network, invading others' mechanical spaceships and troops.

There are also those who walk the swarm path and the elite path.

However, in the early stages...

The growth of a Mechanical Lord's troops depends entirely on the Lord's own financial resources.

Before stepping into the Transcendent level, the troops have almost no ability for 'self-growth'.

Like plant Lords and exotic beast Lords, finding high-quality lifeforms, even if it's a lazy-style free-range approach.

As the years grow, strength naturally grows.

But before the Transcendent level, the power of a Mechanical Lord's troops depends entirely on money.

Constantly updating and constantly improving performance.

Of course, after promoting to the Transcendent level, the strength of the troops still relates to the Lord himself.

The Lord's mechanical power augmentation and rule comprehension determine whether the performance and power of the mechanical troops can be exerted.

For example, consciousness descending into mechanical troops to fight, how much combat power can be exerted, all depends on the Lord's realm.

However, this is also more money-burning.

Because the more powerful the mechanical troops, the more demanding the materials for crafting them.

Artificial synthetic materials have a limit.

The improvement of some troops depends on those non-renewable scarce resources.

Naturally, it is more expensive.

And because the Great Emperor himself is a Mechanical Lord, he brought the Mechanical Lord path to a whole new height.

He left behind countless ready-made powerful troop manufacturing and usage methods.

This has led to Mechanical Lords having no limit in their pursuit of high-performance troops.

Even if they are too poor to eat, they will still howl and spend money frantically.

Every Mechanical Lord may not have much money in their hands.

But their equipment and troops are all expensive as hell.

Hunting other Lords might yield nothing.

But hunting Mechanical Lords is definitely a bumper harvest!

When Lei Meng and Zhang Yi heard that there were more than five hundred mechanical troops in the jungle.

They quickly fished them over.

"500 Transcendent-level mechanical troops, 15 King-level mechanical troops, 1 King-level peak mechanical troop."

A Mechanical Lord counted them and quickly identified them.

"Mechanical troop materials are composed of F-SSS grade metals, because intelligent life is also considered life."

"So in order to distinguish mechanical troops from equipment, they are graded according to universal troop standards."

"Among them, S-grade metal is difficult to synthesize artificially and is generally a non-renewable resource."

"These two types of troops have C-grade and B-grade metal as their main bodies, with 10% being A-grade metal, which is of great value."

"However, it's a pity that the energy structure and internal construction are severely damaged, and the core carrying the intelligent life has also been destroyed."

A Mechanical Lord said with regret.

He looked at Zhao Xing with a pained face and said: "Brother Zhao, in the future, when facing Mechanical Lords, if you can control them, try to control them as much as possible."

"Complete ones are worth much more; my heart aches just looking at this..."

Zhao Xing scratched his head. He was breaking through at the time, and the Thousand-Sound Bamboo and Cloud-Touching Vine were attacking automatically.

In order to protect the Lord himself, naturally, they dealt lethal blows.

"It's not bad to be able to earn," Zhang Yi shook his head. "Don't be greedy; if you hold back for the sake of greed and capsize in the gutter, it's a loss."

Zhang Yi inherited his father Zhang Zhang Zhang Tianming's personality, and his words were between mature and steady.

Lei Meng said: "Stop talking so much nonsense. What core or not core, Little Liang, hurry up and estimate a price so Brother Zhao can have a bottom line in his heart."

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