175: Chapter 175 Mecha Maker

"So, their vibranium missiles are definitely gone, otherwise what would they use to deal with the Human Alliance's king-class mecha!"

Tony also stood up, stroking his chin in thought, and suddenly said, "Big Brother, if that's really the case... I think we can send someone to test the Intelligent Humans..."

"Send who?"

"No rush... after this battle is over, we'll find someone to test them. Sigh... if only that Scholar hadn't died. I heard he even wounded Bino back then; he was strong enough and would have been the most suitable person to test them."

"Hmm..." Brother Zha exhaled a cloud of smoke. "We'll talk about it after we finish off the Black Hand Society. Your mecha is close to being perfected, and there are the weapons. Once your mecha is complete, we can start working on unifying Chaos Star, but it must be done in secret."

"Also, we can't go to Proxima Centauri... the Human Alliance has been suffering consecutive defeats recently. It's said they're preparing to abandon that area and switch to defense, putting all their effort into holding the Chaos Galaxy because the Chaos Galaxy is more important."

...

The next day, as if it had become a habit, Lu Qingfeng slept until noon.

He only woke up in a daze when Lian Caiyi came to knock on the door.

"Get up, I'm taking you to Green Mountain today, and there's something else I need to tell you!"

"What is it..." Lu Qingfeng yawned.

"You didn't used to sleep in..."

"Is that so? I've gotten used to it over the last few years. If there's no work, I sleep... not getting up until noon is just too comfortable."

"I really want to know how you've spent these past few years, but you refuse to say..." Lian Caiyi's expression was somewhat resentful.

"Cough... what's there to say? Just go ask the people in the slums. However they lived, I lived. We're all human, exactly the same. Let's go eat... I'm hungry."

"You haven't even washed up yet..." Lian Caiyi was somewhat speechless. Just how slovenly had he become?

"Oh... forgot. Sometimes I'm too lazy to wash up."

"Pah... Lu Qingfeng, how did you become so slovenly?"

"Got used to it... got used to it!"

Lu Qingfeng wasn't embarrassed at all. Living in the slums, besides survival... one gradually becomes shameless.

After washing up, the two of them ate.

Then they got into the car, still with Liu Sandao driving.

When Liu Sandao first saw Lu Qingfeng, his mouth almost dropped open.

Wasn't this lord rumored to be dead?

However, he didn't dare speak. Having been in the gangs for so long, he knew what should and shouldn't be said.

"Scholar, the Brotherhood Group found me last night and asked us to provide ten thousand men to help attack the Black Hand Society. I agreed!"

"Hmm... you make the decisions. Just remember what I told you before."

Lu Qingfeng didn't care much about these things. When one's strength suddenly becomes immense, there's bound to be some degree of ego inflation.

But he didn't feel he was being arrogant; he was truly strong. As for exactly how strong, he would know in a few days once he killed Bino.

"Understood!"

They traveled all the way to Green Mountain. With checkpoints along the way and numerous anti-aircraft and heavy weapons on the summit, it had now become a hidden military fortress.

"We have our own thermal weapons factory here, with fully automated production."

Lu Qingfeng looked as they went; it was indeed a scene of bustling activity.

More than half of Green Mountain had been hollowed out, housing several factories inside.

"Come... let me show you something that'll make you happy." Lian Caiyi pulled him toward the deeper sections.

In the center of the mountain, spanning hundreds of meters underground and hundreds of meters above, it was about a thousand meters in total.

It was a massive open space with a glass dome installed overhead.

Lu Qingfeng was very impressed by the sight.

"What do you think?"

"Very impressive..."

"This place cost us tens of billions to build. Most of our money was invested here."

"Are you preparing to build mechas?"

Lian Caiyi nodded. "Yes. There's a Mecha Manufacturer; do you want to meet him?"

Lu Qingfeng finally took an interest. "I must meet him... take me to see!"

Lian Caiyi led him into an adjacent room. The room was also massive, filled with flying sparks, machinery, and steel everywhere. There was even a piece of mecha wreckage—a leg.

"Where did this come from?" Lu Qingfeng asked.

"Intercepted from the Triad Society. However, they don't know it was us who snatched it. It's a pity there are too few opportunities, otherwise, it would have been great to get an entire mecha."

"No need to be greedy. Once I kill that old dog Bino, everything of his will be ours." Lu Qingfeng had never been particularly generous; Bino was already on his certain-death list.

"By the way, which one is the Mecha Manufacturer?"

There were many people working inside; Lu Qingfeng naturally didn't recognize him.

"Yang Lei... Yang Lei..." Lian Caiyi called out a few times.

"Coming, coming..." A middle-aged man wearing a hard hat looked up and walked over, his face covered in dust, saying respectfully, "Hello, Miss Lian!"

"Hello, Master Yang. Let me introduce you; this is the actual helmsman of the Ax Gang. You can just call him Boss."

"Hello, Boss!"

"Hello, Master Yang!" Lu Qingfeng could tell that Yang Lei had very high standards. Although he was respectful on the surface, he probably didn't think that way internally.

"Go back to your work!"

"Alright!" After saying that, he turned and left.

"Well? Did you notice?"

"Yeah... Caiyi, where does this Yang Lei get his arrogance?"

Lian Caiyi smiled. "This man is quite extraordinary. You don't know him, but I do. He's a senior professor from the Yan University Mecha Academy, an authority on mecha maintenance and manufacturing. He's a real treasure. Unfortunately, he looks down on us and is only here because he's threatened by the chip in his body."

"Then how did he end up here?" Lu Qingfeng asked curiously.

Such a talent would be a treasure even in the Human Alliance, let alone here; it was simply a waste of his talents.

"I've asked him, but he won't say. But it doesn't matter, as long as he's willing to work. We can't control everything, and so what if he looks down on us?"

Lu Qingfeng nodded. "You're right..."

The two of them wandered around for another circuit until a message came through on Lian Caiyi's walkie-talkie, and they returned to the small building.

"I need to head out. There's a clash with the Black Hand Society; I'll be back early tonight."

Lian Caiyi spoke of the gang war as casually as if she were talking about having a meal, but it seemed that was just how things were here.

"Be careful."

"I'm a Baodan Martial Artist, don't underestimate me. I'm off..." After saying that, Lian Caiyi left to lead her men into the fight.

Lu Qingfeng rubbed his head; he felt he needed to change his lifestyle.

So he went to the basement he hadn't visited in a long time.

Pillar Standing... practicing punches.

Even though it had been a long interval, he wasn't rusty; the martial path was as if carved into his bones.

Because his blood qi had manifested, he was considering practicing some other offensive Moves.

Whether it was Baji Quan or Tai Chi, neither were long-range attack methods.

He simply took some paper and a pen and began to recall the martial arts he had seen at Old Xiao's place.

...

Brotherhood Group.

On the eighty-eighth floor, A-Hu pushed the door open and entered. "Big Brother, Second Brother, that Scholar isn't dead. Several of our spies in the Ax Gang saw him today."

"Oh? Faked his death? Then why has he appeared again so openly now?" Brother Zha frowned, somewhat puzzled...