This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 275 - 152: One Man is an Army?

Chapter 275: Chapter 152: One Man is an Army?

"What exactly is your developmental potential?" Wu Yanqing stared intently at him.

As a professor in this field, he knew the exponential conversion formulas for genetic potential and development progress like the back of his hand.

Even a level sixteen developmental potential didn’t match Li Ming’s current progress.

"This..." Li Ming hesitated and countered, "Isn’t it level sixteen?"

Wu Yanqing did not respond; he realized that the secrets Li Ming harbored might be even bigger than he had imagined.

The calculations of developmental potential were higher with each measure. If he divided Li Ming’s progress by time and back-calculated, the result would not be lower than twenty-five, possibly even higher.

It even made his scalp tingle.

To avoid triggering the young man’s psychological defenses, Wu Yanqing did not probe further but instead asked, "Does anyone else know about your progress?"

"No, I’ve been calculating in secret, and no one has had the chance to collect my blood," Li Ming explained.

Wu Yanqing was extremely cautious, "We can’t delay any longer; you absolutely must not go to the Yitelan Civilization. You need to leave as soon as possible."

Li Ming was silent. There was too much about him that was unexplainable. However, he still asked, "What about the gene seed?"

"It’s just a C-grade gene seed. There will be a way to obtain it, but if Asimara discovers the secrets you harbor, that would spell big trouble," Wu Yanqing spoke gravely, "You need to leave Jingnan and go with Ya Ro to the City of Stars. The reach of the Yitelan Civilization doesn’t extend there."

Wu Yanqing seemed to read his mind and was even more decisive than him, even deciding against taking the gene seed.

"The gene seed is with Isus. Do you want it?" Li Ming made a throat-slitting gesture. Wu Yanqing’s cheek twitched, and glaring, he said:

"Are you crazy? You need to leave temporarily, not as a fugitive!"

"Just for a C-grade gene seed, you want to kill Isus? That’s unnecessary."

Killing so readily; who knows who he learned that from.

Wu Yanqing frowned and continued, "The City of Stars has gene seed synthesizers. As long as you bring money and materials, they can synthesize them too."

"Gene seed synthesizers?" Li Ming’s heart stirred, "Can I also handcraft gene seeds?"

"Of course, as long as you have a lab, know the material ratios, and are proficient in the relevant technology, it’s certainly possible," Wu Yanqing explained offhandedly, his brow furrowed as though considering something else.

It is likely a profession, and perhaps I can try it myself, Li Ming contemplated.

Wu Yanqing then said, "However, Asimara is still here. We can’t move recklessly; otherwise, she’ll definitely sense something is off. Let me think about it."

"I’ll follow your arrangements," Li Ming nodded, trusting Wu Yanqing more.

Old Wu could guess that he had significant secrets and had never probed further.

Li Ming wanted to ask about something regarding the civilization relics but was interrupted. Feder had just returned from meeting Princess Asmara, covered in cold sweat.

"Why are you so nervous? Could she have killed you on the spot?" Li Ming couldn’t help but tease upon seeing him.

"The entire Wing Shadow fleet is her people; she could have killed me on the spot and blamed it on Torch, and who could have found out?" Feder said irritably, "You don’t understand that kind of oppression."

Li Ming would never get the chance to experience that oppression; the Princess Asmara had no intention of meeting him and had let them leave separately.

"She just let us go like that, she didn’t want to see you?" Feder was quite surprised and asked, after meeting up with Doral and others, exiting the main ship and boarding the small spacecraft.

"If she doesn’t see me, so be it, it’s better, saves me from being oppressed," Li Ming was indifferent.

Feder was speechless, not understanding, "When she saw me, she just casually asked some questions, it seems like there was no need to see me either..."

Li Ming lazily said, "What would you think if she wanted to see me but not you?"

"Relieved..." Feder pondered and said.

Li Ming: "..."

Fortunately, Feder wasn’t a total fool and immediately realized, "Deliberately ignoring you, along with Isus’s previous neglect, that seems like they’re hanging you out to dry."

"What did Professor Wu tell you, to stay away from me?"

Li Ming spoke evenly, "The teacher said to kill you, that it would be the best credential."

Feder was startled, forcing a laugh, "Stop joking."

Though he said so, his steps involuntarily moved back.

Old Wu hadn’t returned with them, still lingering on the main ship.

Back in Wu Yanqing’s lab, Chen Jinglong and the others were already waiting for them.

Everyone looked far from fine, covered in injuries, missing arms or legs was the norm; currently, they were undergoing medical treatment.

Seeing them return unharmed, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Lord Castelon, for your assistance. Prince Bai Jiang will keep this in mind," Sanger said solemnly to Castelon next to him.

Castelon waved his hand, dismissive of it: "It was necessary; the Torch Organization is a terrorist group that everyone should rightfully eliminate."

Castelon didn’t stay long, as he wasn’t involved throughout and couldn’t be told some information.

As he left, he winked at Li Ming, leaving him quite speechless.

After exchanging information, Sanger looked particularly dissatisfied, "Princess Asmara went too far this time. Such an operation should have been communicated to us beforehand to arrange for covert protection. How could she let Feder take such a great risk?"

"The Prince will make her explain,"

Chen Jinglong seemed to recall something, lingeringly said, "With this operation, she dealt a severe blow to the Torch Organization; none of their key figures suffered casualties. This is commendable; what do you expect her to explain?"