Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 691 - 372 Mechanical God_2

Chapter 691: 372 Mechanical God_2

"Extraordinary energy, huh..."

Fang Zhixing, seemingly thoughtful, couldn’t help but ask, "In your view, what exactly is a Mechanical God?"

The middle-aged man and his wife exchanged a glance and replied with trepidation, "The Mechanical God is naturally the supreme mechanical deity, omnipotent and immortal!"

Fang Zhixing pursued, "Then, how does one become a Mechanical God?"

"This..."

The middle-aged man became frightened and cautiously said, "A Mechanical God is just a Mechanical God, from ancient times to the present, always a Mechanical God, there’s no such thing as becoming one."

Fang Zhixing, surprised, asked, "Isn’t a Mechanical God supposed to be a transformation from a human, oh no, a carbon-based creature?"

"Ah, is that so?" the middle-aged man responded with a bewildered face, hearing this for the first time.

Fang Zhixing frowned slightly and asked further, "Are carbon-based creatures allowed to practice martial arts?"

The middle-aged man answered, "Martial arts, I’ve heard of it, but our family has never seen a Martial Artist."

Fang Zhixing was somewhat disappointed, feeling he couldn’t get anything else out of them, and turned to look at the Great Black Buddha Mother.

"I have nothing to ask."

The Great Black Buddha Mother shook her head, then glanced at Xu Zhi and instructed, "Erase their memories."

Xu Zhi nodded, extended his hand, and suddenly a strong white light burst from his palm.

The entire family of the middle-aged man fell down, lapsing into unconsciousness.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but inquire of Xu Zhi, "Can you also erase the memory of an Intelligence Crystal?"

Xu Zhi replied, "I can’t be sure, so, I have to destroy the Intelligence Crystal."

Fang Zhixing fell silent, then crouched down, and removed the middle-aged man’s mechanical arm.

Next, he searched the family, but found neither "identification" nor "coins" or the like.

Soon, the group once again mounted the Five-Colored Auspicious Cloud and flew towards the coastline.

Guided by the mechanical arm’s map, the Five-Colored Auspicious Cloud sped along.

Soon, they saw land, an endless expanse of snow-white sandy beaches.

Their heartbeats inadvertently quickened!

After more than a thousand years, the descendants of the ones who had fled, finally set foot again on the Mechanical God Continent.

The Five-Colored Auspicious Cloud crossed the beautiful beaches, following a river upstream.

Shortly, Fang Zhixing saw a black dense smoke rising straight up into the sky.

The air was filled with a pungent smell, stinging the eyes like onions.

The Five-Colored Auspicious Cloud descended.

After a while, buildings appeared on the ground, roughly including houses, factories, and twisted streets.

The place wasn’t very large.

Fang Zhixing released his Divine Soul Perception and scanned the entire town.

"Hmm, this is that sewage treatment plant town!"

Fang Zhixing suggested, "Let’s go down and take a look."

The Great Black Buddha Mother and the others certainly didn’t object.

The Five-Colored Auspicious Cloud plummeted rapidly, stopping in a forest outside the town.

The group walked forward, entering the town.

Looking around, trash was everywhere, sewage flowed across, filthy beyond compare.

It was simply a slum!

There weren’t many pedestrians on the street, each dressed in tatters, unkempt, like beggars.

Xigou was greatly disappointed and transmitted, "I thought the Mechanical God Continent was a cyberpunk world, this is way too poor."

Fang Zhixing replied, "Don’t jump to conclusions too quickly, this town is probably a gathering area for humans, akin to a slave camp, naturally it’s rather shabby."

Xigou thought it made sense.

The group walked on the street, soon attracting many onlookers.

Their clothes and attire were out of place with the surrounding environment.

It was like people dressed in ancient robes suddenly entering a modern city.

Fang Zhixing strolled around and stopped in front of a store.

An oblique sign at the entrance read "General Store."

Fang Zhixing walked in, and saw, the shop was cluttered, with various mechanical parts piled haphazardly.

Behind the counter sat a bald old man, head lowered, sound asleep.

A fly landed on the top of his head, crawling around.

"Ahem!"

Fang Zhixing coughed, and the bald old man suddenly raised his head with wide-open eyes.

His left eye abruptly lit up, emitting a red light.

It was a mechanical eye!

"Oh, what brings you folks here..."

As the bald old man sized up Fang Zhixing and the others, his surprise grew, and he couldn’t help but stand up, his left eye glowing even brighter.

He stared at Fang Zhixing, amazed, "Where did you get these clothes? They look like they’re from the Ancient Imperial City."

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the Five Elements Ten Thousand People Blade, and he exclaimed, "This, this is a Fifth Level Divine Weapon! My heavens!"

The bald old man’s eyes bulged and his face was filled with disbelief, he exclaimed, "Where did you get this Fifth Level Divine Weapon?"

As soon as he spoke, he shuddered, suddenly becoming nervous and said with a tremble, "Honored guests, may I ask where you come from and what commands do you have?"

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing replied calmly, "Don’t worry, we just want to inquire about a few things."

The bald elder stood up straight and said obediently, "Please, ask your questions, sir."

Fang Zhixing asked directly, "Are there any Martial Artists in this town?"

The bald elder shook his head and waved his hands, "Martial Artists are higher-level carbon-based life forms, how could our poor little town possibly have any?"

He pointed in a direction and explained carefully, "Over there is a ’Twilight Town.’ There are some adventurers in the town who brandish weapons and like to venture into Restricted Areas, making a living by hunting Mutant Beasts."

Fang Zhixing’s eyes brightened, and he suddenly raised his hand, releasing a ray of golden light onto the bald elder’s face.

The bald elder leaned back and collapsed into his chair, fast asleep.

After doing all this, Fang Zhixing quickly turned around and left.

The group rode the Five-Colored Auspicious Cloud, flying low, and approximately a hundred and fifty to sixty miles away.

A lush forest suddenly appeared ahead.

Just at the edge of the forest, a town stood tall.

Looking ahead, the houses were dignified, the streets clean, and the trees provided ample shade.

Fang Zhixing arrived above the town, released his Divine Soul Perception, and scanned the area.

Suddenly, he spotted a place where several humans with vigorous Qi-Blood were gathered.

The Five-Colored Auspicious Cloud flew directly there, and upon arrival, it turned out to be a bar.

At that moment, the bar was filled with noisy laughter, singing, and music, all mixed together.

Fang Zhixing landed in front of the bar, just about to enter, when he suddenly stepped aside.

Boom!

A figure flew out from inside, falling to the ground, ass over teakettle.

The person, a blond young man reeking of alcohol, staggered to his feet, utterly drunk.

Following him, three more people came out of the bar, wearing short combat gear, fuming with anger.

One of them yelled at the blond youth, "Zhao Chenqing, you bastard, how dare you touch my woman!"

The blond youth wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and retorted arrogantly, "So what if I did? I like it!"

The three men, unable to contain their anger, rushed at the blond youth, swinging their fists to attack.

The blond young man, with his head full of booze, fearless, advanced to meet them.

"Snake Form Hand!"

The blond youth took a quick step, his footsteps wobbly and his movements as fluid as a snake, suddenly striking out with his arm.

Boom!

He landed a punch on the cuckolded man’s face.

The cuckolded man also stood his ground, his cheek skewing slightly but he held firm, clenching his fist and pounding it into the blond youth’s abdomen.

The blond youth instantly bent over like a shrimp.

The other two men quickly pounced, hammering at his back.

Boom! Boom!

Three against one, the outcome was unsurprising.

The blond youth fell to the ground, hands over his head, screaming in pain.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a burly man with broad shoulders and a strong build walked out of the bar and scolded, "Have you made enough of a scene? Do you guys even remember I’m your master?"

The three beating men stopped in a huff, each spitting on the blond youth’s body...