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

Pondering, a movement stirred in his heart, and suddenly everything before his eyes went dark; as he looked up, he saw a towering figure standing before him.


Entering his eyes was the distinctly angular metallic armor.


Ulrich furrowed his brows, recognizing this Mecha which seemed to belong to Des.


However, he then sensed an alarming threat emanating from the person before him.


"Brother?" he asked, quite surprised, identifying him by his unmasked aura and noticing the Metallic Fist Armor covering his arms; he was secretly shocked.


"Ulrich, step aside, please," Brother's already dull voice, echoing through the hollows of the Mecha, sounded even more deep.


If it were Sandro, he might have protested, but Ulrich simply stepped aside, revealing a probing look: "Lord Brother, what is this about?"


"Nothing," Brother dismissively said, walking straight past.


"Ape Bone Mecha, that's Des's Mecha, Fierce Tiger Fist, a Level-a weapon tailored for him; this is being fully armed..."


Chapter 259: The Style of This Cannon Shot