204: Gentleness under a ferocious appearance

Yang Dian couldn't help but blink as he watched Old Daoist Qingfeng and Yue Shan each use their methods to create such a grand spectacle.

"Making such a big deal out of it?"

He reached out and touched the unknown egg sac on his chest, glanced at his energy balance, and thought of the 6.5 Huaxia he had spent on one punch. Yang Dian exhaled.

"Fortunately, I'm not bad either."

"Once I go back and develop a bit, I'll also create a Buddha's Palm or a Wind Sweeping the Clouds..."

As he murmured, the whirring of helicopter propellers approached from a distance.

Soon after, 17 black figures descended from the sky.

"Brother Dao?"

After muttering a sentence, Yang Dian shook his head again.

Although these 17 robots looked exactly like Scar, their every movement was full of mechanical rigidity, completely unlike Scar's human-like demeanor.

'These should be the City-Level defense robots that Elder Qian mentioned, the same batch as Brother Dao, right?'

'Speaking of which, if there are City-Level defense robots, will there be national defense robots?'

As his thoughts turned, the 17 robots had already positioned themselves around the spatial node, taking out various weapons and standing ready.

If any City-Level Alien Planet giant beasts charged out, they would immediately launch a combined attack, either directly killing them or incapacitating them for containment.

Not long after, a series of whooshing sounds came, and large numbers of highly futuristic mechs descended from the skylight opened in the dome. After landing on the Walled City walls, they raised their equally futuristic firearms towards the spatial node.

Seeing this, Old Daoist Qingfeng twirled his sword once before sheathing it:

"Done, time to go home."

Yue Shan, letting out a long breath, tore off the remaining strips of cloth from his upper body and glanced sideways at Old Daoist Qingfeng:

"You make it sound like you were the one who finished it."

Old Daoist Qingfeng bristled, his beard trembling:

"I didn't do anything?"

He pointed to the mechs nearby and the robots identical to Scar:

"Weren't they summoned by my Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One technique?"

Yue Shan was speechless. He gave Old Daoist Qingfeng a thumbs up:

"Old Daoist, your thick skin is far more impressive than your martial arts skills..."

On the other side, Yang Dian couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw that the situation was completely under control.

Although the unknown creature's egg sac continuously replenished his Qi and blood, keeping his combat strength in perfect condition, the occasional City-Level giant beast charging out of the spatial passage meant they were constantly outnumbered, which still put considerable mental pressure on Yang Dian.

Especially when some giant beasts regained consciousness after leaving the Alien Planet, realized the danger, and tried to Breakthrough the dome to reach the outside world, it put even more immense pressure on him.

"Fortunately, it's finally over."

Yang Dian glanced at the robots and mechs, then walked over to Xie Zhi.

"Director?"

Xie Zhi, or rather, Wang Wu, whose height had grown from 30 meters to 35 meters, whose fur occasionally transformed into silently roaring parasites, and whose one eye had completely changed from blue to crimson, looked at Yang Dian.

Feeling the violent aura emanating from Wang Wu, Yang Dian swallowed hard.

"Are you alright?"

Wang Wu pawed the ground twice with his front leg, leaving several deep scratches on the floor, and a low growl rumbled from deep within his throat.

Before Yang Dian could ponder Wang Wu's current state, a gap suddenly opened in his chest.

A blue parasite, carrying a small lamb doll wrapped in a transparent plastic box, emerged through the opening and came before Yang Dian.

"Help me give this to Dantong."

The blue parasite opened its mouth, full of ferocious canine teeth, and left a message for Yang Dian before retracting without looking back.

After the gap in his chest healed, Xie Zhi, transformed from Wang Wu, nodded at Yang Dian, then turned and leaped, returning the way he came.

Yang Dian opened his mouth, but in the end, nothing came out. He could only take a deep breath and pick up the doll from the ground.

"I heard that little girl Wang Dantong really likes lambs..."

Yue Shan and Old Daoist Qingfeng walked up to Yang Dian, and after hearing his murmur, both sighed:

"Wang Wu isn't having an easy time of it."

Yang Dian looked at Yue Shan:

"What's his situation now?"

Yue Shan glanced at the doll in his hand, then sighed again before speaking:

"It's a symbiotic state with the parasite."

"According to the research from the Academy of Sciences, he still has 13 years to endure."

"If he endures it, humanity will triumph over the insect nature, and he will completely control the parasite."

"If he doesn't endure it, the insect nature will triumph over humanity, and he will become a monster capable only of slaughter, reproduction, and parasitism."

As he spoke, he withdrew his gaze from the lamb doll:

"But we all believe he can make it through."

Yang Dian nodded affirmingly:

"He will definitely make it through."

After agreeing, Yang Dian looked at the spatial node again:

"Are we not needed here anymore?"

Yue Shan nodded:

"No longer needed."

His tone was a bit wistful:

"Technological development is much faster than our Martial Artist training."

"As long as they propose a theoretical direction, they can mobilize hundreds of thousands or even millions of people to verify and refine that theory together."

"Unlike us, who can only train painstakingly by ourselves."

Yang Dian was deep in thought.

Scientific theories can be verified and refined by hundreds of thousands or even millions of people together.

So why can't the Dao of martial arts?

He looked back at the Alien Planet creatures still continuously rushing out of the spatial node, only to die under gunfire, and Yang Dian silently nodded.

'Spreading martial arts, establishing martial arts...'

'Then, the Dao of martial arts will reach the heavens.'

Just as Yang Dian was pondering, Yue Shan beside him continued:

"However, there's news that the Academy of Sciences is preparing to assign some people to develop genetic agents."

"Genetic agents?" Yang Dian murmured, looking at the spatial node:

"Because of the dimension-folding space?"

"Yes." Yue Shan nodded and said:

"Precision technology cannot be brought into the dimension-folding space. Only old-fashioned, brute-force machines like steam engines are unaffected by the unknown magnetic field within the spatial node."

"To rapidly develop the Alien Planet, the Think Tank came up with a method."

"That is to send Advanced fitters and technical personnel with simple machine tools to hand-craft parts, to re-develop civilization as quickly as possible."

"But as you know, the Alien Planet is not Earth. The Alien Planet environment is extremely harsh for ordinary people."

"Martial Artists like us are fine, as we are strong and adaptable."

"Ordinary people going down directly would cause major problems."

"So, they proposed developing genetic agents to improve the physical fitness of Advanced fitters and technical personnel before sending them to the Alien Planet to develop civilization."

"This proposal was accepted by everyone."

"After all, we can't leave such a large piece of land undeveloped; that would be too wasteful."

Yang Dian nodded in agreement upon hearing this:

"The Think Tank's idea is good."

"The number of Martial Artists and Awakened is too small; it's indeed not suitable for us to go to the Alien Planet for development."

"Relying solely on us, even if all hundreds of thousands of existing Martial Artists and Awakened went down, how many acres of land could we cultivate?"

As he spoke, Yang Dian also said with some anticipation:

"Those with strong physiques are more likely to perceive Qi and blood."

"If a genetic agent with no side effects can be developed, it would also be beneficial for our Martial Artist community..."