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

"The Torch Organization seems to have designs on you," Ulrich said, his expression somber.


Only the two of them were in the room. Li Ming pondered for a moment and decided to remain silent.


Ulrich had maintained a certain tacit understanding with him, never inquiring about his origins, but it seemed that understanding was about to be breached.


"Li Ming, is he your student?" Ulrich asked.


It's become public opinion now, hasn't it?


Li Ming was speechless inwardly and frowned slightly, "Your Excellency is also interested in him?"


"No, it's the Torch Organization that's interested in him. You should know the specifics; you're the only one who can get in touch with him now," Ulrich shook his head, his voice growing heavier, "I've almost prepared the materials needed to repair the Material Reorganization Machine."


"I do not wish for any mishap at this critical juncture."


Chapter 187: The Regretful Collector - The Judger Comes Knocking