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

At this moment, noises came from beneath the distant ground, rustling and slightly oppressive, instantly breaking the dull atmosphere; everyone looked over. 


"Damn it…" Sandro gasped for breath as he crawled out from underground, his skin nearly charred, and his breath weak. 


However, since he wasn't at the epicenter of the strike and only endured some residual energy, his condition was much better than Brother's. 


"What the heck happened…" He cursed and looked around, then jumped in fright: "Such a huge stir, who did this?" 


Feeling something unusual behind him, he turned around with a stiff expression. 


Far away, Azure Dragon, Theo, Ulrich, and others were looking at him with a dim gaze. 


"Everyone's here." Sandro, still unclear about the situation, forced a smile. 


The charred skin on his face crackled, its outer shell falling off, revealing the crimson muscle fibers beneath. 


The pain made him grimace, leading to even greater agony, quite a funny sight. 


Chapter 261 Confrontation Digesting Spoils of War