This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 331 - 179: The Crude Assembly Line_2

Chapter 331: Chapter 179: The Crude Assembly Line_2

"It’s exactly because you didn’t make any demands that I think you messed him up," Ya Ro said, nodding in agreement.

"Forget it, since that’s the case, it’s even better." Li Ming couldn’t figure it out, so he simply stopped trying and continued to disassemble the wreckage.

From the things he obtained from the Red River Starfall, he pretended to disassemble for a few days and eventually obtained three million metal energy.

Among them, a super-large flagship-level wreck provided most of it. It was already badly damaged, but its original destructive power must have been very significant.

Having nearly finished organizing, he then controlled the "Judgement Holy Blade Evolution Theory," one million metal energy, with an up to eight times power amplification in evolution speed.

By then, his evolutionary sequence had completely altered, totaling a forty-two times power amplification in evolution speed.

"Just the right time to try the so-called ’Secret Record Fusion’..." Li Ming locked himself in his room.

He now had two types of gene sequences’ Secret Records of Liberation on him, one of the Gale Lord and the other of the Judgement Holy Blade.

At his current level of life, he could only fuse one more time.

Naturally, he chose the Judgement Holy Blade, also an A-level gene sequence.

As an advanced gene sequence of the Judger Civilization, the Judgement Holy Blade’s required gene elements mainly consist of—light elements, not conventional elemental power.

Holding the Secret Record of Liberation in his hand, not needing to control, Li Ming tried to activate the power of the "Genetic Warrior."

And as the metal energy was consumed, in an instant, he felt an indescribable intense pain sweeping through his entire body.

It was like intense pain emanating from deep within the genes, the two Secret Records of Liberation twisted together, producing a deeper fusion under the catalysis of the metal energy.

On the microscopic level invisible to the naked eye, his cells were violently active, various elemental cores interwove and then transformed.

Pff!

Li Ming’s clothes burst apart, but fortunately, he had already put away his Mimic Mask beforehand.

Immediately after, blazing flames erupted from his body, red arcs exploded, and he liberated into the Flame Thunder Emperor’s primary form.

But this wasn’t the end, a brilliant golden glow lit up on his shoulders and then gradually extended like velvety soft silk threads, eventually forming a radiant golden cape.

Not only that, but the crown on top of his head extended, augmented by golden glows, and a golden armor surged throughout his body, ultimately covering him in a dazzling display.

The cape fluttered loudly, with his towering figure standing three meters tall; he raised his hand, sketching an elemental mirror in front of him. He looked at his current appearance.

A power like an explosion surged within his body, making him quite uncomfortable, wanting to vent it out, but he ultimately held back.

"A brand new liberated form..." This is the Secret Record Fusion, merging into a new form of liberation, and the requirements for its liberation do not increase.

Therefore, the power would be weakened, the amplification brought by the new liberated form is not simply an addition of the two.

Li Ming estimated that this liberated form should provide about eight times all-around enhancement.

And it was already quite formidable, and using the liberated form, he didn’t need to hold back or conceal it anymore.

The current liberated form had no connection to the Flame Thunder Emperor or the Judgement Holy Blade.

"Let’s call it, Emperor Blade Form." Li Ming simply named it.

The liberated form gradually faded, and he immediately put on the Mimic Mask, letting out a long sigh of relief, completely exhausted.

"Not bad at all." Li Ming looked at the consumption, only fifty thousand metal energy was used, much less than he had estimated.

The next day, Cassis came again, bringing the integrated compact integration manufacturing station he requested.

It was several dozen meters long, utilizing a large transport spaceship.

Actually, this thing is an advanced version of a mini production line, highly automated. Ordinary household items, like kitchen knives and cups, could be manufactured in one go.

However, slightly more complex electronic products were difficult to produce, needing additional steps.

"Your requested item has been delivered." Cassis was as meticulous as ever, making him follow the procedure to sign off on it.

After watching this woman leave, Ya Ro approached curiously, asking, "What do you need this thing for, to make knives for sale?"

At this, he laughed at himself.

"You’re getting to know me better and better." Li Ming did not explain, instead, he took out a USB drive, inserted it into the device’s data port, and accessed several blueprints.

The first one was for a mechanical glove, with over a hundred layers on the blueprint.

Beep—"The process is too complex, integration casting not possible." The machine sounded an alarm,

Beep—...

The warning kept sounding, as Li Ming’s eyebrows furrowed, most of the blueprints were too complex, needing multiple processes, not something this type of integrated production line could handle.

These blueprints were his long-time inventory; some were his own designs, and some he had freeloaded from Jingnan Star.

He sifted through them briefly and selected a few of the most basic blueprint layers—only sixteen layers, still unrecognizable.

"I really can only make kitchen knives..." Li Ming lamented, having no choice but to take matters into his own hands and redesign.

He designed a pair of brass knuckles, a pair of slippers, and a kitchen knife. This time they were recognizable, and Li Ming filled them with refined raw materials as prompted.

Soon, these three items came out one by one along the conveyor belt.

As expected, he couldn’t control any of them.

Li Ming: "..."

"Too low-end." Li Ming gritted his teeth internally and went back to ponder for most of the day.

Finally, he figured out a method—clamping. He used metal as the raw material, making sure to leave a notch.

For example, clamping two sets of brass knuckles, and placing an electromagnetic stone in between—

[Magnetic Knuckles—Unranked: Severely flawed brass knuckles.

Control Conditions: 3 points of metal energy

Control Effect: Power Amplification—5%

Control Ability—Unstable Outburst: Fluctuates between weakening 10% strength and amplifying 10% strength.]

What is this? It can even weaken strength?

Li Ming’s face reddened slightly as he realized that the upper limit of such lethal weapons was too high. If the manufacturing process was not refined to perfection, the data were hard to maximize, and the flaws were severe, creating them would be a waste.

"Tch, I’ll start with the shoes..." Li Ming tried, still using the old method.

[Magnetic Shoes—Unranked: Severely flawed shoes.

Control Conditions: 3 points of metal energy

Control Effect: Speed Amplification—10%

Control Ability—Electromagnetic Burst: Amplifies speed by 20%.]

Sure enough, although just as low-end, the upper limit for shoes was not high, but the data ended up being quite comparable to better ones.

"Hmm, I’ll start with producing these shoes." Li Ming calculated. From unranked to B grade, it would take around a hundred thousand pairs of shoes.

Hisss—That number was indeed astounding; he secretly clicked his tongue in awe.

However, he didn’t have to handle it himself; setting up the program was enough.

After calculating, Li Ming felt it was feasible and immediately prepared for production. In Red River Starfall, he had found remnants left over, still plenty.

It was all ordinary metal material, too exhausting to absorb. A whole area would be absorbed in the blink of an eye, then he’d have to move to another location.

He found some more scrap, crudely made a few tattered robots, and transformed them into low-end mechanical bodies, a total of ten, to serve as workers.

Li Ming finally had his first assembly line.

"Sigh..." After getting everything sorted, he sighed.

Recently, the [Material Reorganization Machine] often appeared in his dreams—that was truly top-notch stuff.

Compared to that, the assembly line on this small island could only be called a small workshop, barely better than nothing.

With that device, it would elevate everything about him qualitatively; whatever was lacking, he could just create.

Since coming into contact with that device, he had investigated the Patril civilization from all aspects—it was a high-level civilization that had perished two thousand years ago.

Although it was a high-level civilization, their territory was not large, quite small, just a single constant star system and two life planets.

In their race’s average evolutionary stage, it was Grade C, extremely formidable.

It was precisely because of the existence of the [Material Reorganization Machine], which could transform most necessities, that there was no need to expand territory, opting for a path of racial elitism.

As for why it perished, it was recorded vaguely in the history of the interstellar alliance; it was said to have been caused by internal division.

A portion of the Patril people believed they should benefit the universe, using technological crystals to save more life forms.

Another portion thought stupid individuals had appeared among their race and needed to be eradicated.

"Collector ah..."

After thinking it over, he suppressed his eagerness. There was no rush; everything would come in time.