This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 373 - 200: 30000000 Metal Energy Small Dark Room? Treasure Vault!_2

Chapter 373: Chapter 200: 30000000 Metal Energy Small Dark Room? Treasure Vault!_2

"Forget it," Rob shook his head in disappointment, "Azure Dragon is a great Mechanic, what are they compared to him?"

On the fifth day of Li Ming’s disappearance, Sandro and Theo left one after another.

The reason they came in the first place was partly because of Seraad and partly because of the Judge Civilization, now that Seraad had disappeared.

The Judge Civilization only reprimanded Ulrich and took no further action, so naturally, they would not stay here any longer.

As for Seraad, they had almost turned Trading Island upside down during this period, but had found nothing.

In a secret room, Huo Tan stared intently at the large screen in front of him, which was divided into a dozen smaller screens.

It monitored the repair laboratory from various angles and also mimicked a three-dimensional data graph, which could be zoomed in and out to examine details.

"What exactly is he doing?" Huo Tan frowned, his face full of confusion.

On the screen, the figure of Azure Dragon barely moved, sitting on the floor, one hand drooping to the ground, the other holding a damaged metal block, eyes fixated on it, occasionally emitting arcs of electricity and flames of elemental energy.

Ever since he had been locked in, he had begun these actions shortly after becoming slightly familiar with the environment.

The only difference was that he moved locations every hour or so.

"Could he be pondering how to make the repairs?" Huo Tan speculated. He knew everyone had their quirks, but the quirks of this great Mechanic were quite unusual.

However, at the end of the day, this was not considered an abnormal situation, and he did not know how to report it.

Azure Dragon might indeed be considering how exactly to make the repairs.

And such a situation continued for another five days.

That day, Ulrich also came, hands clasped behind his back, staring at the screen, "Is he still like this?"

Huo Tan gave a resigned smile, "Yes, it’s been ten days now, hardly any change, and he hasn’t made any demands. He just occasionally looks at those materials for hours on end."

"Isn’t his preparation time a bit too long?"

Ulrich was uncertain, but he also knew that it wasn’t easy to make repairs, and he had mentally given him a very long time.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head: "Let’s wait a bit longer. If it’s still like this after another ten days, I’ll ask him."

Huo Tan nodded, watching as Ulrich left.

And Li Ming, who seemed to have done nothing, was now contemplating another matter.

"To upgrade to A-level, I still need a Dimension Crystal as a carrier..."

His eyes focused, staring at the void in front of him, looking at the control page showing a whopping 28,560,000 metal energy.

This was his harvest these days; once the metal energy reached a certain level, he too thought of upgrading the Controlled Object to A-level, but was unable to do so, as it indicated the need for a Dimension Crystal as a carrier.

He was not surprised, as B-level already required extra strengthening by Mother Ore, let alone an A-level Controlled Object. What surprised him was the material called Dimension Crystal.

He remembered this substance, which could supposedly divine an A-level Controlled Object.

Quite rare, among the forces he had come into contact with, it seemed only the Torch Organization possessed it, oh... and there were a few in the vault below.

Li Ming’s thoughts drifted, unhurried, knowing he would soon get his hands on it.

Moreover, although he couldn’t upgrade, he could find another way, making repairs.

......

Ulrich, who had left the surveillance room, kept pondering. This affair seemed to have entered the right track, he should be happy, but for some reason, he just couldn’t feel happy.

Walking, he paused as a buzzing sound came from him, he pulled out his smart device, frowning, it was a collective communication request from Sandro, the other person was Theo.

After waiting for a moment, seeing that Theo had already answered, he chose to answer.

The virtual screen popped up, displaying both of their images on each side.

Sandro was cursing: "... how the hell should I know what happened, the Judge Civilization was brought in by you guys, why attack my people?"

Theo furrowed his brow, Ulrich felt a stir in his heart, switched to the local channel, and saw large volumes of information refreshing.

Sandro’s territory had suddenly been attacked by the Judge Civilization, there were a few videos, he glanced over them, it seemed to be quite substantial.

"You can handle such a small matter yourself, looking at it, there definitely isn’t an A-level life form." Theo shook his head.

Sandro said in a deep voice, "I can capture him, but what then? You two must come over. Whatever the consequences, we’ll face them together. There was clearly nothing involving me in this—these cyclops must be out of their minds!"

Seeing Sandro’s demeanor, Theo glanced at Ulrich thoughtfully.

"Not interested, I’m not going," Ulrich decisively refused.

Sandro was getting anxious, "Ulrich, when you sent me that message, I came over right away!"

Ulrich hesitated, then shook his head, "It’s not worth making a trip just for this trivial matter."

Theo narrowed his eyes slightly, "The Judge Civilization wouldn’t act without reason; the group that took Kay might still be around."

"I’ll go over then."

Ulrich was slightly taken aback—Kay? That guy seemed to be linked to Ya Ro, and Ya Ro was connected to Li Ming.

Li Ming was also a student of Azure Dragon, and he valued him highly.

Li Ming... Li Ming...

Ulrich thought this could be a card to play, hesitated for a moment, then added, "Alright, I’ll go over too."

Only then did Sandro breathe a sigh of relief and urged them to hurry.

Theo had already ended the communication and was shaking his head at the black screen in front of him. Ulrich still had his old habits; he had to figure it out himself.

However, this seemed to be an opportunity, and maybe they could pin it on Sandro.

But the attack by the Judges had come a bit too suddenly.

Thinking this, he quickly switched screens and notified someone.

...

Elsewhere, in the second floor of a shop on Trading Island.

Froza was terrified, feeling his missing eye ache faintly—an old issue that flared up whenever he was nervous.

They had been hiding here for days, unaware of what they were supposed to do until just now, when Rob disclosed their mission target—the Collector’s castle.

He asked cautiously, "Rob, are we really going to raid the Collector’s castle?"

"Won’t there be any problems?"

"I’ve already told you, Ulrich isn’t in the castle. You just need to follow me," Rob replied with an impatient frown.

"I’ve disliked Ulrich for a long time," Sislang sneered, "Let’s take all the treasures of the Collector!"

Rob gave him a look, "Our target isn’t the treasure vault."

"Not the vault?" Sislang didn’t understand.

Sandro said in a deep voice, "It’s the Great Mechanic, Azure Dragon."

"Azure Dragon?" Froza was astonished, "Hasn’t he left the Land of Stars already?"

The others were also shocked.

"You believe what Ulrich says?" Rob scoffed, "He is still in the castle, kept in the depths."

"Kept?" Froza was even more puzzled, but Rob had no intention of explaining further, "I’ve had this planned for a while. There will be chaos on the edge of Trading Island soon, Cassis will take the guards and leave, all that’s left is the old man Huo Tan, the Collector departs Trading Island and can’t communicate with the outside world. We move in fifteen minutes."

"If we succeed, you’ll have the Great Mechanic to create weapons exclusively for you," Rob enticed further.

As his words fell, the room immediately became noisy. Except for Sislang, the other three B-level life forms were quite excited.

They were B-level life forms, but they didn’t possess appropriate weapons. Mostly because the prices were exorbitant, and most of the money they amassed was spent extravagantly.

The other reason was the lack of a suitable Mechanic.

Sislang’s mechanical spear had made them all envious; Sislang himself was extremely attached to it.

Froza looked at Sislang and chuckled, "Ha, old dog, you got your weapon early. I’ll make one just like yours."

Sislang snorted coldly, not deigning to respond.

After fifteen minutes, Rob waited a moment longer until his smart terminal buzzed with a message. His grim face then lit up, and his burly body turned, stirring up a whirl of air.