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Chapter 8

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He watched as the foreign woman's figure disappeared into the fog.

Ling Ping'an walked back into the shop and pulled down the shutter door.

Then, he locked the shop door, walked to the counter, and picked up his phone.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at the watch and the green crystal-like thing in the drawer and said, "It might be something valuable..."

"Take it upstairs and put it away!"

The security in the federal territory had always been good.

However, petty theft was always impossible to guard against.

He took the two things back upstairs and turned on the lights. As usual, Ling Ping'an collapsed on the soft sofa.

"Comfortable!" As he spoke, he opened a can of drink and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

"Let's play games!"

"I feel that I will definitely be able to break through the unyielding silver rank tonight and step into the glory gold rank!"

It had been a few days since he fell into the silver rank and quickly fell into the bronze abyss.

It was time to kill his way back and let the gold warriors experience the anger of an avenger!

He threw the unknown green crystal and the watch aside, took out his phone, and killed his way into the canyon.

Tonight, the canyon was destined to be a bloody storm!

… …

Out of the fog.

Ruins of the hills appeared in front of her.

Holding the Gospel for Synthetic Beings tightly in her hand, Y'lisabet gave an order to the mainframe, "Mainframe, correct the time!"

"The time now is 3: 12 p.m. on April 14th, Year 102 of the Void Era!"

"When did I enter the fog?" Y'lisabet asked again.

"Void Era Year 102, April 14th, 3: 11 PM!"

Y'lisabet suddenly raised her head.

Sure enough, it was as she expected.

She raised the Gospel for Synthetic Beings high up in her hand and felt the rhythm of steel and the roar of the engine transmitted from the book.

"Mainframe!" She asked, "Flesh is weak, but steel is eternal!"

"Are you willing to embark on the path of spreading the eternal way of steel with me?"

The quantum mainframe under the frontal lobe of the brain was originally a mass-produced and installed tool of the Doomsday Fortress.

It was just a dull tool.

But Y'lisabet knew that it was no longer the mainframe of the past.

The mechanical will had already seeped into the data of the mainframe.

The eternal steel gave the mainframe its own will.

As expected.

After a moment of stuttering, the voice of the mainframe echoed in Y'lisabet's mind.

"Flesh is weak, but steel is eternal!"

"Alright!" Y'lisabet laughed.

The mechanized mind disintegrated at this moment.

What replaced it was a brand new power.

A true machine was definitely not rigid and emotionless.

Instead, it was absolute materialism, absolute rationality, and absolute rationality!

As Y'lisabet smiled, the nano-biochemical machinery in her body began to pop out and cover her body.

She knelt down, faced the fog, and loudly chanted the hymn of the Machinery Faith. "Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine …"

The armor on her body gradually flowed as she chanted, and like water, it merged with each other.

"Ring the bell twice, press the button, ignite the engine, and ignite the turbine …"

The miniature nuclear fusion reactor installed in his body began to dissolve, slowly turning into an old, obsolete, but powerful steam turbine.

Flesh and blood were pumped into it, producing a tremendous amount of power.

A will of steel emerged from Elizabeth's body.

"Ring the bell three times …"

The mechanical bell rang in her body.

"Let's praise together!"

The Great Will descended from the void and stared at this miserable world.

Y'lisabet trembled as she praised, "The great soul of machines!"

"You are the Lord who creates all things, and the apocalypse that destroys everything!"

"More is good, big is beautiful!"

"Evaporate! Burn! Forge! "

"Flesh and blood are weak, but steel is eternal!"

When Y'lisabet stood up again, she had truly and completely fused with steel. All the nano-biochemical machinery that had been installed in her body had now truly fused with her, including the quantum core.

She stretched out her hand, and the silver-white steel skin shone brightly under the pale and cold sunlight.

With a light grip, the steel arm turned back into flesh and blood.

It was crystal clear and as white as jade.

She knew that she had become a nun of steel, a mechanical preacher.

The great soul of machines had already favored her.

From then on, flesh and blood were steel, and steel was flesh and blood.

In her hand, the Gospel for Synthetic Beings opened automatically.

Beside her ears, the murmurs were transmitted directly to her brain.

She knew her mission: to build the Temple of Machinery, build the altar of steel, and spread the gospel of machinery and steel to the world.

In the end, the great soul of machines would descend into this universe.

It would expel all evil gods.

It would also bring the true truth to the universe.

Flesh and blood were weak, but steel was eternal!

… …

The style of the canyon was no different from usual.

Grand Scholar Zu An and the filial son of the Federation were never absent from every game.

However, all these difficulties could not stop Ling Ping'an's journey to the top.

As the enemy's crystal exploded, a golden light flashed on the screen of the phone.

Ling Ping'an had officially stepped into the gold rank of glory.

After a few days of depression, he finally returned to the peak and glory of the past.

"Brother is awesome!" He happily picked up the drink on the sofa and took a sip, "Just you wait, dregs of the canyon!"

"Your king is back!"

He already had the confidence to kill his way into the legendary strongest king and make the warriors of the canyon submit to his feet!

Suddenly, Ling Ping'an scratched his head, "Why is this drink so spicy!"

He felt as if he was drunk.

His chest and abdomen were burning.

He also seemed to be a little drowsy.

Yawning, he picked up the bottle of drink and looked at it, "It's soda, not wine..."

But he didn't think too much about it. He just put down the phone and lay down on the sofa, "I stayed up all night yesterday, so I can make up for it today!"

However, he had completely forgotten that the green crystal that he had placed in the corner of the sofa had disappeared.

Very soon, he fell asleep.

Everything in the dream was so chaotic. There was only darkness and nothingness in front of him.

"I had this dream again!" Ling Ping'an sighed.

He had dreamed of this dream since he was young.

Sometimes, he might not even dream of it once a year, but sometimes, it would appear consecutively.

Ling Ping'an found it very difficult to understand this dream.

But he was already used to it.

Therefore, he simply floated around in the chaos of the dream.

Everything in the dream was so quiet and dark. And his body was like a feather fluttering in the wind, so light that he could float everywhere.

After so many years, he had already adapted to it.

Usually, he only needed to float and float until he woke up naturally.

But this time, there was something different.

He floated and floated in his dream. After floating for an unknown period of time, suddenly, a burst of ear-piercing sound of suona and guanidine instruments entered his ears.

The sound of the suona was very strange. It was more unpleasant than any noise.

And the guanidine instruments were like the DJ in a bar or nightclub playing discs crazily.

Just listening to it made one upset and have a bad temper. Subconsciously, Ling Ping'an scolded, "Blowing your sister!"

"Shut up!"

Thus, the world became quiet.

And he also woke up.

"It's already morning!" He opened his eyes. The morning sun fell from the window sill onto the balcony.

There were already cars driving on the road downstairs.

Picking up the phone on the sofa, Ling Ping'an looked at the screen. There was a message.

Aunt: Ping'an, the girl I introduced to you last time said that you haven't added her. What's going on?

Ling Ping'an looked and quickly pretended not to see it.

He put the phone into his pants.

Blind dates... were too troublesome.

Was the game not fun?

Or was he not happy writing?

Why did he have to cause trouble for himself? He was in his twenties, just like his peers, with a baby in his left hand and a baby in his right hand.

"Eh!" Ling Ping'an suddenly looked at the sofa.

The watch was still in place.

But the crystal was nowhere to be found.

Ling Ping'an immediately became nervous. He rummaged through the sofa for a long time.

But in the end, he didn't even find the shadow of the crystal.

"Where did it go?" He scratched his head, "Didn't I bring it upstairs? No, I remember clearly bringing it up! "

He recalled last night, when he went upstairs, he collapsed on the sofa and fought in the canyon. He also drank a can of soda.

At that time...

It seemed that the crystal had been placed with the soda can?

He quickly picked up the already deflated soda can from the glass table, but he looked left and right, but he didn't see the crystal.

"Oh no!"

"I think I'll have to compensate them!"

"I wonder how much that crystal is worth..."

"What if they ask for too much..."

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