The dark and deep space of the universe was like a curtain decorated with stars and diamonds. A silver-white planet was quietly rotating in it. The surface of the planet was made of metal, and there were mechanical towers with distinct edges and corners. They were connected to each other through the air, forming matrix-like patterns. The neat layout revealed an exquisite mechanical beauty.
This was the new main planet of Han Xiao's mechanical life civilization. It was located in the territory of the Supers Holy Land and was completely created by mechanical life. The planet was very large and had merged with the material of several planets. The former Planet Apostle had also been decomposed and merged with this planet.
Originally, Psionic Prime and the other Mechanical Oracles wanted to name this new main planet Black Star Planet to show their respect to Black Star, but Han Xiao firmly rejected it. In the end, Psionic Prime and the other Oracles changed their minds and named this planet Saint Planet.
On the bustling alloy road, mechanical life forms of all sizes and shapes were bustling. Some people's feet made clanging sounds when they walked, some people's tires rubbed against the ground, some people's engine cylinders kept rumbling, and some people's exhaust pipes kept spewing out gas from time to time, forming a strange tune with a strong mechanical feeling.
Han Xiao walked among the machines. His entire body was covered in a camouflage coating. From the outside, he looked like an ordinary mechanical life form. All the mechanical life forms that approached him could not detect his existence.
"This place is becoming more and more prosperous …"
Han Xiao was secretly relieved.
After taking in the World Tree, he no longer needed the mechanical civilization to produce mechanical soldiers all day long. Thus, he stopped the order to increase the number of soldiers and let the mechanical civilization reproduce and develop on its own. This was the first time he had carefully observed the changes in the mechanical civilization after the war.
Han Xiao did not walk fast, as if he was taking a slow stroll. His eyes kept looking left and right, sizing up the machines on the street.
Although mechanical life forms were produced in batches and many people should have the same model, there was almost no mechanical life form on the street that was exactly the same. Even mechanical life forms of the same model had added all kinds of personalized structures to themselves through self-modification and were even equipped with colorful paint. Some liked guns, some liked sharp blades, some liked heavy armor, and some liked to run naked … From the perspective of a normal life form, this was like the difference in clothes, hairstyles, makeup, and accessories.
In the shops on the street, Han Xiao also saw all kinds of products. Most of them were modification shops and parts shopping malls. There were all kinds of mechanical parts, and they were even painted in different colors. There was a huge flow of customers, and mechanical life forms were entering and leaving every moment, 'trying on clothes'.
In addition, he also saw a special snack bar. The chef robots inside cooked oil, lubricating maintenance gels, energy blocks, and other items. They put them in a big pot and stirred them vigorously to make all kinds of strange food. Han Xiao took one and tasted it. It was so bad that it almost broke his defense.
However, the other mechanical life forms that came to buy left satisfied and ate happily. In their eyes, this was a rare delicacy. There were also a few couples of mechanical life forms feeding each other.
Han Xiao also saw a sensory stimulation shop. To mechanical life forms, it was an entertainment venue. There were devices connected inside, directly simulating all kinds of senses and emotions, bringing a strong sense of stimulation to the smart core. After paying a large sum of money, they could also directly upgrade their emotional module through the host computer of the shop.
In the side alley, Han Xiao also saw a few small robots scribbling on the alloy wall. Seeing that someone was coming, they quickly dispersed, stepping on the electromagnetic wheels and flying away close to the wall like a group of rebellious street kids. The graffiti on the wall was extremely wild, filled with a large number of distorted bright colors. The outline could vaguely be seen to be the portrait of the Supreme Heavenly Venerate.
In the originally cold and strict mechanical group, there was a strong individuality. The culture of freedom was popular, and Han Xiao saw the smoke and fire in this group of mechanical life forms.
"The lives of mechanical life forms are quite similar …"
Han Xiao smiled.
All this time, he had mainly treated the mechanical civilization as an arsenal and did not pay much attention to the changes in the mechanical civilization's life. It was not until he let the mechanical civilization reproduce freely that he faced the budding cultural trend.
As an Artisan, he could guide the direction of the mechanical civilization's culture, but he did not do so and let it take shape naturally.
Only now did he feel that the mechanical civilization was a little 'civilized'.
As he walked, Han Xiao found that he had come to a huge mechanical square. In the middle of the square stood two statues, both of which were himself. One was him in his normal state, and the other was his mechanical body in the Supreme Heavenly Venerate state.
The mechanical life forms in the square flowed endlessly. No one deliberately worshipped the statues. At most, they would occasionally stop and look up for a while before walking away and continuing their lives. Their respect for Han Xiao was no longer formal but placed in their 'hearts'.
Han Xiao came to the foot of the statue and stopped to look up. Suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, he saw a tall mechanical life form carrying a small mechanical body of a similar model walk past him.
He turned his head and looked. This seemed to be a happy father and son. The father let the child ride on his neck and kept teasing him.
Han Xiao watched this scene silently, and the scenes of the mechanical civilization following him for the past few decades appeared in his mind. Countless mechanical lives walked onto the battlefield under his orders and were used as cannon fodder. Countless unique sparks of consciousness that were born in the circuit of the chip disappeared in the cold universe with the broken mechanical body.
Although he treated mechanical lives as tools, due to the restrictions of the underlying logic, they did not have any complaints. They silently buried their hobbies and interests, risking their lives to fight for him, and still respected him, the 'Creator'.
"I don't need you to risk your lives for me in the future. Enjoy your new life …"
Han Xiao shook his head gently. He would not cancel the underlying logic of the mechanical civilization respecting him, but he did not plan to order the mechanical civilization to fight anymore. He had already grasped the World Tree and (Virtual Creation-True), so he did not need these mechanical lives to work for him.
He took one last look at his statue, and the memories in his heart flowed. He felt that another Information Anchor Point had been set up, so he turned around and disappeared into the lively fleet.
…
In the Supers Holy Land, the new headquarters of the Black Star Corps.
Han Xiao strolled around the base and concealed himself. No one noticed his existence.
The huge base was very lively. Countless members of the Black Star Corps were working here. People came and went, and from time to time, people would brush past Han Xiao while chatting.
He walked around slowly and came to the area where the upper echelons were active. He saw Herlous working at his desk, Sylvia, who was still working hard to break through to Beyond Grade A, Aroshia, who was staring at the starry sky outside the window in a daze, Lagi, who was slacking, and Reynold, who had maintained the operations of the logistics department for decades …
Looking at the Black Star Corps, Han Xiao was a little dazed. The difficult memories of when he first started his business surfaced.
He remembered that he had just entered the galaxy and was still a 'country bumpkin' from a surface civilization. He was poor, and the only thing he could rely on was the guns in his hands.
These old companions had followed him to build his current foundation and grew to this point with a third-rate mercenary group.
Everything seemed to have happened yesterday, and his memories were still clear. The scene of Herlous, Aroshia, Sylvia, and the others following him as mercenaries appeared in his mind. At that time, everyone was very young and fought with their lives on the line. Now that nearly a hundred years had passed, everyone had become big shots in the galaxy and no longer needed to do it personally. They had already succeeded and had a different life.
Thinking back, Han Xiao could not help but sigh. Including himself, everyone had more or less changed their appearance from back then. Perhaps they all missed their past selves even more … The beginning was always the freshest, and in the future, they would always hate each other. As their careers progressed, their views changed easily. It made him feel like 'if only life was like the first time we met'.
However, although he was emotional, he still preferred the spiral development of things, allowing the road ahead to continue extending and ushering in all kinds of changes.
The memories of the rise and expansion of the Black Star Corps flashed in Han Xiao's mind. In a daze, he felt another Information Anchor Point being formed. He nodded and disappeared.
At the same time, Herlous, Sylvia, Lagi, and the others, who were doing their own things, suddenly had a thought. For some reason, Han Xiao's figure suddenly appeared in their minds and could not be erased. They subconsciously thought of the dusty memories of when they first fought with Han Xiao. They stopped what they were doing and remained silent. Their emotions were complicated.
"What's wrong with me … Why do I suddenly miss the Black Star of the past so much …"
(End of Chapter)
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