26: Chapter 26 Mechanical Race

"Teacher Ma, are you taking me to the Library Pavilion next?"

Hearing Ma Jingyuan change the afternoon's curriculum, Chen Moxuan subconsciously thought of the itinerary he had originally agreed upon with Ma Jingyuan.

"Don't call me Teacher, you are the teacher."

Ma Jingyuan glared, his anger flaring up, "What kind of situation is this, and you're still thinking about the Library Pavilion! I never knew you were this studious before!"

He had always felt that Chen Moxuan had undergone some indescribable changes these past few days, and now he understood. He had become even more annoying.

Was that even human speech? It was as if whatever trouble he had caused had nothing to do with him.

Chen Moxuan scratched his head, realizing in his heart that his behavior was indeed a bit unusual.

In his memories of the Martial Arts World, he hated reading martial arts books.

It was simply because the text describing the Martial Skill was stiff and awkward, and the books were very thick; in short, they were just long and tedious.

This was also one of the reasons why Martial Artists in the Blood Accumulation Realm rarely learned multiple Yellow-grade Martial Arts; just reading and understanding them took a lot of time.

Therefore, among the Martial Skills he had previously mastered, apart from the Shadow-Breaking Blade Technique which he had forced himself to learn from books left behind by his parents, almost all of them had been taught to him personally by Ma Jingyuan.

But now it was different; he had a Special Ability!

The most he had to worry about was his hands getting tired from turning pages.

However, he had heard that Martial Skills above the Intermediate Yellow-grade were too profound to be simply expressed through text.

They could only be transmitted directly by a Martial Arts Grandmaster in the Spirit Ascension Realm using their Spiritual Sense, sealed within a Jade Slip, making them a one-time consumable item.

Therefore, by the time one reached Advanced Yellow-grade, the value of a Martial Skill would increase exponentially.

This was also one of the reasons why only Martial Arts Grandmasters could become the pillars supporting the Human Race.

Aside from their astonishing combat power, Martial Arts Grandmasters could pass on their own martial insights to others, gradually strengthening the new generation of the Human Race.

"Are we just leaving these two here?" Chen Moxuan quickly changed the subject, pointing at Liu Kai and his companion who were lying on the ground unconscious.

"Let's cripple them, so they don't come looking for trouble later."

Chen Moxuan thought about it seriously for a moment and replied, "That doesn't seem right."

"You..." He had only been retorting to the foolish question Chen Moxuan had asked, but seeing the other person actually considering it seriously, he was immediately left speechless.

Ma Jingyuan sighed and said seriously, "We need to find someone to provide emergency treatment first, and then send them to the hospital afterward."

"They are not lightly injured; if we leave them alone, it will cause problems."

Chen Moxuan nodded and walked over to the curly-haired man, intending to carry him, but was stopped by Ma Jingyuan.

"I can handle it alone; you go to the Second Training Ground and study with your classmates."

"Uh... if there's nothing else you need my help with, can I go home? After all, I just got discharged from the hospital, and I'm still a bit tired after fighting a few rounds."

"Wait for me at the Second Training Ground; the principal has something important to discuss with you," Ma Jingyuan emphasized.

Having said that, he hoisted one person onto each shoulder, said no more, and immediately walked out of the room.

If he talked to Chen Moxuan for any longer, his blood pressure would rise.

With Ma Jingyuan's departure, the whole room fell silent.

Chen Moxuan scanned the room; apart from a few bloodstains on the floor, it was completely empty.

"It's gone?"

As long as it was something Chen Moxuan had seen, he could recall it through All-Things Calculation.

Although he hadn't paid much attention while beating up Liu Kai earlier, he had clearly glimpsed the metal ball he was holding roll onto the ground.

He didn't have the leisure to help Liu Kai find it, but the metal ball had disappeared too strangely.

Chen Moxuan thought of two possibilities.

One was that someone had managed to sneak into the room under his and Ma Jingyuan's noses and take it away.

The second was that the thing had grown legs and run away itself.

Suddenly, a faint sound of friction against the wall reached Chen Moxuan's ears.

Chen Moxuan looked up abruptly.

"It really did grow legs..."

He saw that on the ceiling, next to the metal ball, eight metal claws had extended, hanging upside down like a metal spider.

Its surface glowed with a black light until it turned into a black orb, and then circles of green numbers appeared, orbiting around it.

A cold, mechanical electronic voice sounded intermittently, "Restore... the glory of the Mechanical Race."

"Human Race... excellent potential individual discovered, searching... bottom-level protocol."

"Protocol one, connect to human."

The black light and orbiting numbers disappeared, and the surface of the metal spider returned to its original metallic luster.

The next moment, the metal spider bent its legs and sprang, pouncing directly toward Chen Moxuan's head.

Chen Moxuan was already prepared; he rotated on his left foot and swiftly kicked the metal spider away with his right foot.

The metal spider flew like a cannonball, slammed into the wall, and instantly embedded itself into it.

"What is this thing?"

Chen Moxuan stared at the metal ball embedded in the wall; he had just heard the words 'Mechanical Race' from it.

Chen Moxuan didn't know much about alien races, mostly just what he learned in class, and he happened to have learned some relevant information about the Mechanical Race.

This was because the Mechanical Race was the alien race most closely linked to the Human Race, and also one of the rare alien races that stood on the side of the Human Race.

At one point, the Human Race's technological level skyrocketed, and half of the credit for that had to go to the Mechanical Race.

It was just that during the Third Great War of Ten Thousand Races two hundred years ago, the Mechanical Race was nearly wiped out while helping the Human Race, and since then, there had been very little news about the Mechanical Race.

The origin of the Mechanical Race remained a mystery to this day; the only thing known was that Mechanical Race cubs would possess extremely intricate metal objects to lie in wait.

They would only wake up and become active when specific conditions were met, and they would strengthen themselves by constantly learning and consuming metal.

Accompanied by a sound of metal friction, the metal ball retracted its eight metal claws, causing it to detach from the wall where it had been embedded.

"Potential individual resistance detected, switching to flattery mode to increase connection success rate."

Countless metal squares floated up from the surface of the metal ball, then constantly reorganized, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a small metal puppy.

"Woof!"

An electronic dog bark sounded, and the metal puppy trotted over to Chen Moxuan, rolled over to expose its belly, and waved its four limbs.

"You want to acknowledge me as your master?" Chen Moxuan's expression was complex.

"Woof woof woof!"

The metal dog barked three times in succession, indicating affirmation.

"Keeping a Mechanical Race as a pet actually seems pretty cool," Chen Moxuan murmured, touching his chin lightly as he pondered.

Mechanical Race cubs seemed to like choosing a human to follow and learn from, establishing a consciousness connection with them.

He was afraid that he had been the one chosen.

Ever since he awakened his Special Ability, Chen Moxuan felt his curiosity growing stronger.

As long as it was an unknown field, he wanted to get in touch with it and understand it.

Driven by curiosity, Chen Moxuan had no reason to refuse to keep a Mechanical Race.

He certainly didn't intend to rob it by force, but now that this thing was a member of the Mechanical Race, that was a different matter.

A conscious individual did not belong to anyone; it should be allowed to choose its own destination.

If the so-called Liu Family came to ask questions later, he wasn't an unreasonable person.

He could just deduct the mental anguish fee for being disgusted by Liu Kai and pay them some money.

"I'll just call you Xiao Bo."

To commemorate the little twist on the first day of his life at the martial arts school after his Transmigration.

The metal dog immediately stood up and wagged its tail frantically.

To Chen Moxuan, it seemed to like the name very much.

Chen Moxuan reached out his hand, intending to pet the metal dog's head.

Without warning, the metal dog opened its mouth and bit his finger.

Chen Moxuan frowned slightly, but the pain he imagined did not appear.

Pieces of metal fragments moved along Chen Moxuan's finger to his wrist, forming a bracelet.

Perhaps to match Chen Moxuan's attire, the bracelet was pitch black, and at a glance, it looked just like a wristband.

The next moment, a connection between Chen Moxuan and the pitch-black bracelet emerged naturally.