133: Chapter 133 Return Journey: Stealing is a Fine Tradition of Tianhe Academy

Titan Planet, Orbital Mooring Area.

As the "God King Zeus" mecha was dismantled on the spot by xingtian no. 1, the high-level officials of the Titan God Clan were completely silenced. After the Prometheus main brain was "eaten," the entire planet's defense System fell into a brief paralysis. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Or rather, it was a good opportunity to "stock up."

"Quick! Move faster!" Butcher Xiao (Director of the Tianhe Auto Repair Shop) was commanding hundreds of engineering Tentacle Monsters, swarming the Titan supply stations around the mooring area like locusts. "That 'Anti-Gravity Crane'! Dismantle it! That's useful!" "And that pile of 'High-Energy Battery Packs' over there! Don't worry if they're fully charged, take them all!" "Don't let that Titan Race vending machine go either! The drinks inside taste good!"

Li Mo stood on the deck of the pink tianhe no. 1 tugboat, watching this group of students who were more like bandits than bandits. Instead of stopping them, he nodded in satisfaction. He held the newly snatched [titan core] in his hand; the blue crystal was emitting a soft light, its vengeful spirits already purified, leaving only pure, surging energy. "Now, the 'heart' of the Cultivation World is finally complete."

Just then, the T-9 robot ran over panting, followed by a large group of Elders from the Scrap Iron Clan. "Papa! Oh no, Dean!" T-9 was so excited that sparks were flying from its electronic eyes. "Our whole clan has discussed it! Since we won the competition, half the property rights to this 'Olympus' home planet belong to us!" "But we're afraid of the Titan Race's retaliation... so..."

"So you want to come with me?" Li Mo pushed up his glasses, seeing through the little schemes of these robots at a glance.

"Yes, yes, yes!" T-9 nodded repeatedly. "Although our combat power is lacking, we know how to fix things! Even being a laborer who tightens screws is fine!"

Li Mo stroked his chin. Although pangu-003 (Cultivation World) could barely fly now, it was, after all, an antique from tens of thousands of years ago, and the parts on the ship were severely aged. Although Butcher Xiao led the Civil Engineering Department in patching things up, they were cultivators after all, and their understanding of mechanical structures was still a bit lacking. If a race born to be "mechanics" could join...

"Fine." Li Mo waved his hand. "Pack your things and get on the ship." "However, there's no extra space on my ship... you'll live in the 'North Sea'." "It just so happens that there's a lot of infrastructure construction going on there lately, and they're short on hands."

"No problem! We'd be willing even if we had to live in the sewers!" The Scrap Iron Clan cheered. For them, being able to latch onto such a thick thigh (one that could tear a God King mecha apart by hand) was like smoke rising from their ancestral graves.

...

Departure time.

When the Titan Race's backup defense System restarted and prepared to surround and suppress this group of bandits, they found the mooring area already empty. Only an [IOU] was left pasted on the spaceport gate: "Borrowed some supplies from your precious land for interstellar poverty alleviation. — Signed, Tianhe Demolition Office." "P.S. I won't take the wreckage of that God King mecha; I'll leave it for you as a souvenir (though it's already been stripped down to its skeleton)."

The new Titan main brain looked at the IOU, and its CPU temperature instantly soared to the point of spontaneous combustion. "Wanted! Wanted across the entire Universe!!!"

Meanwhile, on the main lane of the Starry Sky Ancient Road three light-years away from the Titan System, a hundred pink biological warships were dragging their fully loaded spoils, joyfully spraying exhaust flames as they flew toward that giant blue planet (the Cultivation World).

Li Mo sat in the command room and opened the [Pangu OS] System interface. [Key component detected: titan core (auxiliary engine spark plug).] [Install?]

"Install." Li Mo didn't hesitate.

[Transferring...] He placed the blue crystal in his hand into an energy slot in front of him. Buzz—! A blue light followed the data cable and was instantly transmitted back to the Cultivation World.

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Cultivation World, Central Prefecture, Wanfa Immortal Sect Ruins (Main Engine Room).

True Lord Tianfa, who was currently responsible for stoking the boiler (guarding the engine), suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet shake violently. This vibration wasn't a violent earthquake, but a... rhythmic heartbeat.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Next to the huge pit where only the main nozzle had been lit, four smaller auxiliary nozzles suddenly lit up. Blue flames soared into the sky, piercing the clouds.

"Warning! Auxiliary engines activated!" "Power output increased by 300%!" "Current speed: 0.8 times the speed of light (approaching sub-light speed cruise)."

"It's done!" True Lord Tianfa's beard trembled with excitement. "The ancestors have manifested! This time it's really flying!"

At the Tianhe Academy headquarters, the students in class were surprised to find that the starry sky outside their windows, which had been moving slowly, had suddenly turned into flowing bands of light. That was the "Star Rainbow Effect" produced by extreme speed.

Li Mo's voice rang out over the broadcast: "Attention, all passengers." "Our vehicle has completed its 'turbocharged' upgrade." "The current speed is a bit fast, so please do not stick your heads or hands out of the atmosphere." "Especially students flying on swords, stop chasing; you won't catch up."

...

In the tianhe no. 1 command room, Li Mo looked at the blue planet on the screen racing through the sea of stars, and a sense of inexpressible accomplishment welled up in his heart. Once, it was just a lifeless corpse. Now, it was the flashiest "Cultivation-Punk Warship" in the entire Universe.

"Dean, where to next?" Butcher Xiao walked in, his face covered in engine oil, chewing on a High-Energy Fuel Rod he'd swiped from Titan Planet like it was sugarcane. "We have power and supplies. Isn't it time to... do something big?"

Li Mo opened the star map. The originally blurry map had become very clear after being supplemented with data from Heavenly Secret (the navigator) and the black box. In the very center of the map was a huge, golden vortex. Four large characters were marked there: [Place of Origin]. That was the finish line of the "Ten Thousand Realms Civilization Racing Competition."

But before reaching the finish line, there was still a long journey. Li Mo's finger slid across the star map, stopping at a region flashing with a purple question mark. [Chaos Star Domain · Graveyard of the Gods.]

"Here." Li Mo pointed to that purple region. "According to the black box records, pangu-003 was sunk here back then." "In other words... there should still be many 'Hull Fragments' lost back then." "For example... that 'Main Cannon Scope' that's said to be able to shatter dimensions with one shot."

"Graveyard of the Gods?" Hearing this name, T-9 was so scared its screws came loose. "Dean! That's a forbidden zone!" "Legend has it that countless spirits of 'Great Old Ones' wander there, along with various space-time rifts. Ships that go in never come out!"

"Great Old Ones?" Li Mo laughed. He remembered the "Great Old Ones Illustrated Handbook" in the Scripture Pavilion (the second volume he used to scare the State Preceptor of Great Zhou). "Perfect." "I haven't tasted... what Great Old One-flavored barbecue tastes like yet."

"Pass down the order." Li Mo stood up, his eyes burning like torches. "All ships to level one battle readiness." "Polish our sign (Tianhe Supply Station) a bit." "Next stop: Graveyard of the Gods." "We're going to... scavenge some corpses."