61: Chapter 61 Blood Beast Breeding, Expansion of the Mech Race

divine relicss are very special; this is a fact recognized by the entire Federation and even all civilizations.

And the 'Death Knell' in Chen Mo's hand is an extremely special existence even among divine relicss.

Name: Death Knell {kanes revenge}

Grade: lower-tier relic {Growth-type, Phase One: 0.93%}

Divine Power: [Vengeance] {Unsealed}

Effect: Can automatically generate six divine bullets every day. The bullets possess three major special effects: {High Penetration}, {High Magic-Breaking}, and {Soul Extinguishing}. Current power is fixed at the peak of Demigod level, with a certain probability of producing 'Divine Art Bullets'.

Unleashed Special Effect {Phase One}: The appearance probability of 'Divine Art Bullets' is significantly increased. They can be produced through sacrifice, and there is a certain probability of producing 'Concept Bullets'.

[Note: Please be aware that 'Concept Bullets' are not physical creations. Their effects are unknown. Please use with caution.]

"Before, I could only look at photos on the forums to soak up some luck. Now... you're mine!"

Chen Mo stroked the 'Death Knell' in his hand. The other party seemed to hear his call, as the magic-patterned gun body flickered with a faint red light.

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In the Plague Divine Domain, Blood Beast Canyon was now completely filled with blood-colored beastly shadows.

Chen Mo stood in the very center of the canyon, flanked by Blood One and the rapidly growing Licker legion.

"Blood One!"

"Please speak, Divine Lord."

Blood One knelt before Chen Mo, lowering his large, blood-colored bald head as much as possible.

"Keep those Mutated Species in check. From now on, only Blood Beasts that are about to die of old age can be parasitized, do you understand?"

"Blood One understands."

The Tyrant of Strength nodded heavily, then looked at the seven ordinary Tyrants beside him.

"We... won't 'sneak a bite,' nor will we let the Lickers under us do so. Rest assured, Leader, and rest assured, Divine Lord." The seven Tyrants kneeling on the ground immediately pressed their heads to the floor.

Parasitic Species could no longer be seen in Blood Beast Canyon, because even the second batch of 9,600 infected Blood Beasts had completed their first mutation.

"Work hard. Blood Beasts might not be good at much else, but their reproductive capacity is very strong. I will have 'Little Plague' and the Jikai Race provide you with an ample food supply, aiming to increase their numbers dozens of times over within a month."

The month Chen Mo spoke of was naturally a month in the outside world, which translated to 3,000 days in the divine domain.

For the Plague Divine Domain, which possessed nurgles blessing, this was not a very high target.

"Mission guaranteed to be completed."

Blood One slapped his bulging pectoral muscles, and the other seven Tyrants followed suit.

"Mhm."

Chen Mo nodded, his figure slowly dissipating. When he reappeared, he had arrived at a 'mechanical city.'

"Divine Lord!"

Unit 1 had been waiting outside Mech City early on.

This mechanical city, built by the collective efforts of the entire Jikai Race, was situated next to the divine domain's largest metal vein and a volcano.

As for why such a coincidental terrain appeared, it was of course thanks to the plane's will, 'Little Plague'.

"Good job."

Chen Mo patted Unit 1's shoulder with satisfaction. If it had been Blood One, he would have been trembling with fear, but Unit 1 did not.

If the Jikai Race had any obvious and unsolvable flaw, it was their 'innate' lack of emotion.

In fact, it wasn't just the Jikai Race; all Spirit Machines were like this.

They possessed greater wisdom and rationality than most retinue races, but they were also the hardest to produce Saints.

In his past life, Chen Mo had cultivated billions of Jikai Race members, yet there were only a few dozen Saint-level ones, most of whom were 'Analysis Bodies' with strong simulation capabilities.

"Are the resource and energy reserves sufficient?" Chen Mo asked as he walked into Mech City.

"They exceed the planned schedule by 390%. Her Highness Little Plague still takes very good care of us Jikai Race." Unit 1 replied truthfully.

When Chen Mo was not in the divine domain, Little Plague, the aggregation of the plane's will, was the supreme ruler of the divine domain.

All retinue races respected Little Plague from the bottom of their hearts, and Little Plague would do her best to help them, whether it was the 'food' supply needed by the Mutated Species or the minerals and energy required by the Jikai Race.

"Is this the 'nutrient solution' factory you designed?"

Chen Mo, walking to the center of the city, suddenly stopped and looked curiously at the mechanical factory building nearby emitting black smoke.

In the entire Mech City, only there could a few Jikai Race members be seen. As for where the others had gone...

Sorry, the Jikai Race doesn't support idlers; every member of the Jikai Race does their utmost to contribute to the development of the tribe.

Aside from Unit 1, the sole Commander Unit, even the Observation Units and Analysis Bodies had been sent underground to search for mineral veins.

The Combat Units were even worse off; originally transformed from Mineral Spirit Machines, they had returned to their old trade.

Charging at the front during battle, working hard without complaint during development—such are our glorious Combat Units.

"Yes, Divine Lord. According to your requirements, we designed this 'simplified' version of the nutrient solution factory. Its daily capacity is enough to support those Mutated Species in Blood Beast Canyon."

Unit 1's eyes flashed with red light as he answered slowly.

"Not enough!"

"Not enough?" Unit 1 was stunned, clearly not understanding Chen Mo's meaning.

"It might have been enough before, but it's really not enough now."

Chen Mo shook his head and then used divine power to manifest the current image of Blood Beast Canyon in front of Unit 1.

"So many? I... I..."

The indicator lights on both sides of Unit 1's cheeks flashed frantically, clearly assessing how much 'nutrient solution' so many Blood Beasts would need. The number calculated by the data terminal made him feel slightly 'desperate'.

"Divine Lord, with the Jikai Race's current scale, Unit 1... cannot do it."

After several seconds of in-depth analysis, Unit 1 finally told Chen Mo this conclusion with 'shame'.

He wasn't surprised by Unit 1's answer. He chuckled, and suddenly seventy-four silver-white retinue cards appeared in his hand, which he tossed into the air.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

The sound of cards shattering was incessant.

Unit 1's mechanical compound eyes lit up instantly as he looked excitedly at these 7,400 Mineral Spirit Machines in standby mode.

"The models can be converted according to current needs. The number of 'Research Subjects' must not be less than 300. With them, we should be able to develop more efficient auxiliary machinery and 'nutrient solution factories'."

Chen Mo's voice rang out slowly.

"Yes, Divine Lord." Unit 1's compound eyes grew even brighter.

Among the Jikai Race, Research Subjects have almost no combat capability; their main task is 'Spirit Machine weapon research and development'.

Because they inherited the Spirit Machine armory of the previous generation of 'Jikai Race', the first-born Jikai Race did not produce any Research Subjects.

This was not Unit 1's command, but the autonomous choice of the Digital Pan-Consciousness, 'Alpha'.

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