This is really not mechanical ascension
Chapter 514 - 271 Inventorying Oneself, Strategizing the Path Ahead – Is Someone Offering Timely Assistance?

Chapter 514: Chapter 271 Inventorying Oneself, Strategizing the Path Ahead – Is Someone Offering Timely Assistance?

"Cooperation."

Three pairs of eyes met, Connet noncommittally asked, "What kind of cooperation?"

"Of course, it’s about joint development, mutual benefit." Benny said indifferently: "But now, there are too many people getting involved in this matter."

"What do you mean?" Fernand didn’t understand.

Benny declared bluntly: "Those from Azure Dragon are of no use, but they will cause trouble for us instead."

"Do you want to make a move against them?" Kewis sneered with a mocking laugh, "Where do you get the capability? Do you want us to make a big move?"

Connet shook his head: "We still need Azure Dragon to create Sublimators, or should I say... do you have the relevant blueprints in your hands?"

Benny ignored Kewis, "Regrettably, much of the core data has been almost completely lost in the process of exile."

"Azure Dragon needs you to take the field..."

"Wait a minute..." Kovis interrupted Benny again, "Looking at the way you command here, what proof do you have that what you say is true?"

"Hubert, he has sublimation particles on him." Benny stated frankly.

Kewis immediately straightened up, and Fernand, surprised, looked toward Connet.

The sublimation particles they had tried so hard and lost so much to obtain were actually within reach?

Connet took a deep breath, none of these guys was good news.

Then, he heard Benny continue: "I’m not afraid you’ll directly snatch the person; the Ascension Source Crystal’s conditions of use are extremely stringent, and the inside of the Core Relics is even more complex. Maybe with Hubert’s help, you can get in, but you’ll definitely not achieve the real goal."

Connet said in a grave voice: "Continue, Azure Dragon is not so easily fooled."

"Ha..." Benny laughed loudly, "Not only is he hard to fool, he’s too smart. Just a few days ago, because the manufacturing progress of the Sublimators had stalled, I was a bit too eager, and he saw right through me, continuously questioning me."

"However, in the past few days, I’ve been instilling in him that the manufacturing of the Sublimators is 20% away from completion, needing to resolve one core node and two crucial issues."

"But in reality, one of the issues, the Particle Effect Device, has already been solved by me, leaving only the Crystalization System Coefficient."

"He’s been coy all this time, merely waiting to up the ante, you just need to slightly increase the bid, then have him give a little proof, solving the Crystalization System Coefficient will do."

"The rest will no longer be a problem."

Too sinister, the same thought surfaced in the minds of the three people.

Benny had been scheming against Azure Dragon since the mysterious disappearance of Des.

Connet’s gaze sharpened, suddenly thinking: "If Des didn’t disappear and the Sublimators were made smoothly, what was your original plan?"

"Now, there’s no need to discuss what the original plan was." Benny shook his head, "Once the Sublimators are completed, you can make your move against Azure Dragon, Jesaya, Theo, and the rest of their people."

At this point, the three fell silent again.

Making a move, it sounds simple, but apart from Sandro, which of their group was an easy target?

Before the appearance of Azure Dragon’s Eight Nanometer Energy Cannons, suppressing those people would come at a substantial cost.

The firing of Azure Dragon’s Energy Cannons would ensure the replacement of any one of them without a problem, but the cost would be too great.

"Can’t you offer any help?" Fernand questioned.

"Would you like me to leak your coordinates?" Benny retorted, leaving Fernand at a loss for words.

"Let me think..." Connet hesitated, Benny shook his head: "It’s simple if you don’t want to kill them, the needed sacrifice should be taken from your share."

"Divide and conquer, ambush, lure and kill, there is always a way."

Connet paced back and forth, struggling to make a decision, myriad ideas passing through his mind, nearly finding no viable solution.

Attempting to divide and conquer?

He subconsciously shook his head, Des, who had almost become a mere tool, his sudden disappearance could induce such a strong reaction from them, forcing him to give an explanation.

Not to mention making a deadly move on one person; they were all wily individuals, who would surely join forces no matter what.

Just as he was thinking, the smart terminal in his arms vibrated slightly. He stepped into a corner to check it. It was a message alert only available to high-level users of the Black Hole Network.

He clicked into the Black Hole Network’s page, and Connet’s composed expression suddenly changed drastically. It was an ordinary communication link pop-up.

But the person who initiated this communication link was anything but ordinary.

The Radiant Saint—Wendell!

This account was an inherited Black Hole Network account from the leaders of the Torch Organization, with many contacts in it.

And this one was the most special.

Because over two hundred years ago, when the Torch Organization suffered a catastrophic shock, it was this person, or rather the organization behind him, that extended a helping hand.

The flower of hope, the light leading to freedom, the beacon of the interstellar, the resting ground for the free—Holy Revolution Army.

The Radiant Saint—Wendell, one of the Saints of the Revolutionary Army, had led many large-scale wars for the Resistance Organizations.

Even, the Torch Organization came to know of the Dimension Gap here because of this person.

At that moment, many speculations arose in Connet’s mind, he composed himself and said in a firm tone: "If you will excuse me for a moment..."

After saying that, without waiting for a response, he quickly left, Benny watched him leave with a frown, appearing somewhat displeased. What could be more important than what he was saying right now?

Entering a quiet room, he instinctively locked the door, Connet took a deep breath and then chose to answer the call.

"Lord Wendell." Connet strived to keep his voice neither servile nor overbearing.

"The leader of Torch Organization, Connet?" Wendell’s voice was calm, "Sixty-four years ago, it seems we have talked through."