Reunion Dinner

As soon as he opened his eyes, Li Ming was plunged into these tumultuous interstellar spaces, where countless civilizations held their shotguns at the ready, eyeing everything in the universe with covetous intent. For him, the most crucial issue at hand was solving the problem of food and warmth.
Fortunately, he could control special items and gain special ability bonuses—
【Thunderclap Armored Exoskeleton—Grade D】
【Control Effect: Power Amplification—100%】
【Control Ability—Armored Four Arms: Develops four mechanical arms to aid in combat, and amplifies control by 50% with Thunder Element.】
He could even evolve it—
【Electromagnetic Power Engine】→【Cold Nuclear Reactor】→…【Stellar Furnace】
………
An evolutionary path with no boundaries in sight, a supreme arsenal spread across the galaxies, and a grand expedition fleet casting endless blood and fire.
When Li Ming unfolded the prism wings that covered planets and fired the super-range photon lasers, and the Stellar Furnace in his chest blossomed with a brilliance far surpassing the sun’s, supported by computational power from the Quantum Photon Calculator...
In the universe, countless life forms exclaimed, "Flesh is weak; ascend through machinery!"
Li Ming helplessly said, "but this really isn't mechanical ascension..."

This is really not mechanical ascension

Li Ming didn't take the little episode to heart. The next day, he went to the training room to develop the gene seed as though nothing had happened.


On the Blue Star network, the discussions about him gradually faded away, and along with them, the issues of the Heluo Star System seemed as if the anger and red-faced arguments had occurred years ago.


The charm of the Star Network was no more than this.


Yet beneath this seemingly subsiding storm, undercurrents still surged.


Three days later, at the Sela embassy, Sain stopped in front of the large door at the end of the corridor, which was carved with a lush tree. He straightened his clothes before knocking.


"Come in…" the voice was somewhat hoarse, mixed with weariness.


Opening the door a crack, Sain squeezed in, "Ambassador, did you want to see me?"


It was midday, but the room was dim, its liquid crystal glass keeping all sunlight out, and a virtual flame burned in the fireplace, accompanied by the faint sound of crackling.


Chapter 110 Dust Settles Bullet in Hand