Super Mechanic: The God of Superpowers!

Chapter 166 Advanced Natural Disaster!

As time passed, the situation on Planet Aquamarine gradually stabilized.

Since Godora had already grasped the characteristics of the mutant Proto-Entity in advance, the entire rescue operation went quite smoothly.

Temporary shelters continue to absorb refugees from all over the place, and buildings are springing up like mushrooms after rain.

Although they are all temporary wooden houses, the scale of the continuous buildings has begun to take on the appearance of a town.

In Ye Xiu's view, every new resident accepted into the shelter named after him is an excellent opportunity to expand its influence.

As the number of refugees gathered continued to rise, he knew that the alienation virus would sooner or later enter a more dangerous stage.

However, centralized management can both improve the efficiency of suppression and reduce casualties.

Even if the supply of inhibitors is insufficient, it is still much better than having to fight on its own.

Despite the huge manpower pressure Bennett had to bear, he still carried out the rescue plan without hesitation.

Nagokin's search and rescue teams, active player groups, shelter staff, and Six Nations forces are all working around the clock.

Occasional attacks by wild beasts actually became opportunities to expand combat power.

Ye Xiu continued to attract new players, although some people who had earned Enar were spending it in the camp store.

But the scattered transactions could not even make up a fraction of his huge debt. He was not in a hurry, after all, this was just the beginning.

Ye Xiu always believed that only by making the player group rich can the entire market be revitalized.

However, seeing how the players were saving money, he knew it was unrealistic to expect them to spend lavishly in the short term.

Planet Aquamarine was currently relatively stable. At least, no major chaos would occur until DarkStar took action.

Ye Xiu paid more attention to other planets where alienation disasters had broken out, and observed the spread of the disaster through galaxy news.

The people of Godora are still lighting candles and praying on social media, but recently some discordant voices have begun to emerge in the comment section.

"Similar diseases broke out on so many planets at the same time. Who would believe it's a coincidence?"

"I heard that Godora messed up her secret weapon experiment."

"Conducting biological and chemical experiments on ally territory? This rumor is too outrageous!"

"If you ask me, it must be DarkStar behind this. They specialize in this kind of dirty work."

"Maybe the authorities are deliberately shifting the blame onto DarkStar?"

"If you dare to say such conspiracy theories, be careful or you might be invited to have tea!"

Keyboard warriors on the Internet are keen on making unconventional speculations and enjoy the pleasure of making shocking remarks more than serious discussions.

Rumors about the disaster became increasingly outlandish:

"I have a friend in the disaster relief team who said so."

"Here we go again, the classic 'making friends out of nothing'!"

"Don't interrupt! I heard the higher-ups couldn't cure this disease at all, and the only option left was to resort to interstellar migration."

"No way? Where are billions of people going to move to?"

"Eighty percent of them will be sent to our colony planet."

“Why should we allow the indigenous people to occupy our land?”

"If it were you, I'd just find an uninhabited planet and dump them there!"

These harsh remarks were like oil splatters on the water, which were quickly washed away by the overwhelming messages of blessing.

However, the latest polls show that public support for continued rescue has seen a subtle decline of 0.3%.

These sudden waves of opposition seem to have formed spontaneously.

However, there are faint traces of human manipulation, as if undercurrents are quietly gathering beneath the calm water surface.

……

Three days later, Terminator Shelter.

Players continued to flock to the front lines of disaster relief. In the arena near the square, the alien mercenary group was selecting new recruits, and shouts and calls of killing could be heard one after another.

Hope has been rekindled in the eyes of many refugees who have been injected with inhibitors.

Even in the midst of disaster, the entire shelter is still thriving with vitality.

Several ships of the Godora Rescue Team were hovering in the sky.

Nagokin leaned against the observation window, his eyes fixed on the movements in the arena, lost in thought.

The adjutant promptly changed the subject: "What do you think of these aliens?"

"The potential is quite amazing." Nagokin rubbed his chin.

After several days of observation, he completely revised his initial judgment.

The growth potential shown by these extraordinary people far exceeded expectations, and they have been upgraded from those who need a little attention to those who are the focus of observation.

If this trip was originally a routine disaster relief mission, it now has unexpected gains thanks to the group of extraordinary people.

Although under the pretext of disaster relief, Godora's assistance to lower-level civilizations has always been superficial, more of a political gesture.

However, at this moment, Nagokin keenly sensed a greater opportunity:

"There are millions of mutants on the entire planet. A superpowered group of this size is a force that cannot be ignored in any star region."

The adjutant understood: "They are indeed worthy of in-depth contact."

"Issue a recruitment order for the aliens," Nagokin decided. "Compared to mercenary organizations, the heritage of our interstellar civilization is far more attractive."

He looked out at the bustling refuge beneath the clouds and tapped his fingertips on the windowsill.

Even though the alien army and the aliens share the same origin, since the interests of civilization are involved, he must fight for this strategic resource for Godora.

After successfully replicating two enhanced gene chains, the advancement task was finally completed.

To change jobs, you need to choose one of the three paths to specialize in, including supernatural resonance, quantum entanglement, etc., and you need to upgrade the corresponding advanced knowledge to the maximum level.

After choosing the direction, Ye Xiu decisively invested his potential points in the corresponding knowledge field, and the data flow instantly washed over his retina.

"The endurance conversion rate brought by advancement has increased again." He muttered to himself while staring at the attribute panel.

“初始阶段每级提升5点，初次种族进化后变成10点，现在直接跳到了15点。生命值转化系数也从1:50跃升至1:65。”

He clenched his fists and felt the energy surging in his body, and the familiar burning sensation spread again.

Compared to the heart-wrenching feeling when he first evolved into a Void Gene.

The pain at this moment was nothing more than a slight tremor in the nerve endings. He simply frowned and gritted his teeth to endure it.

[[Third-order Gene Chain: Supernatural Resonance] reached level 5 (max), job change successful!]
[恭喜你获得新职业【高阶异能者】，气力+150、力量+3、耐力+3、神秘+6，你获得6点自由属性点，1点潜能点！]
[You have mastered the skill [Expert-level Ability Affinity]]
[You comprehend the skill [Gene Chain Anti-Breakage]]
[You comprehend the skill [Supernatural Rebirth]]
[You have mastered the feat [Supernatural Power Expertise]]
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The main thing gained this time is the ability to strengthen supernatural powers.

Especially the improvement in reducing energy loss, which should be considered the foundation of the supernatural power route.

[Expert-level Ability Affinity] is a core skill that can increase ability compatibility by 60% after maxing it out.

The newly added [Power Expertise] feat further enhances the amplification effect of mysterious attribute powers.

Since it is a targeted specialization job transfer, the number of unlocked skills far exceeds that of the past.

The improvements brought by these key skills are even more significant than simple upgrades. Without saying a word, he maxed out all the new skills.

After all, it is totally worthwhile to spend one billion to strengthen these high-level skills using the thirty or so small goal experience points contributed by the players.

The effect was indeed immediate, and the combat power index soared by more than 800 euros.

At high levels, the benefits of skill enhancement even exceed the gains from level increases.

The remaining 2.2 billion experience points were enough to upgrade his main profession to four levels in a row, but he deliberately left the last level untouched.

He then upgraded his secondary class [Magician] from Lv5 to the maximum level in one go, and in the end, there were still a few hundred million left.

Although the cost of a secondary profession will increase with the total level, it is still much more cost-effective than a main profession.

In addition to the additional 50 mysterious attribute points and 5 potential points.

【高阶异能者】升到Lv5还带来了15点敏捷、15点耐力、30点神秘以及30点自由属性，照例全部堆到神秘属性上。

Starting from high-level psychics, the strength of the psychic system will increase greatly.

For example, the range of influence of superpowers covers cities and even the surface of planets, and has strategic deterrent power (such as causing earthquakes and controlling the weather).

Their abilities begin to touch upon the underlying rules of the universe (such as space folding and energy annihilation), and some powerful people can even create "fields".

Fusion of physical body and superpowers: breaking through physiological limits, extending lifespan, and even existing in the form of pure energy.

Feeling the energy fluctuations surging in his body, Ye Xiu carefully examined the brand new data panel:

[The top existence among interstellar superpowers, the ace among the elites, that eye-catching "++" suffix is ​​the biggest difference between you and other B-level people].

This system description is quite interesting.

"Level 130, with a combat power exceeding , I finally reached the threshold of the natural disaster."

"It's a pity that I can't use my supernatural power to its full potential yet. Otherwise, even if I'm just getting started, I can easily defeat ordinary natural disaster-level enemies and finish the battle within ten moves."

Ye Xiu stroked his chin and thought.

"We should be able to handle new Scourges like Black Ember now. While the old Scourges are tricky, they're not impossible to deal with."

Looking at the exaggerated health value on the panel, he himself felt it was outrageous - the average health of psychics of the same level was less than 20,000, and even professional tanks did not have as much health as him.

If I meet Black Ember again now, even without any fancy moves, I can still injure him severely in a head-on fight within fifty or sixty moves.

The effect of the Template Specialty [Intermediate Life Fortitude] was simply incredible. If it were to be upgraded to the next level, I'm afraid even a glare from it would make someone vomit their leftover food.

It takes billions of experience points to rush from level 130 to level 140.

After fleecing the last wave of players by imparting skills, they can still make about ten billion.

After that, you have to think of new ways to reap the benefits.

This version has been open for so long that the players' experience pools have been basically drained, and we have to wait for them to accumulate enough experience pools again.

"It seems I have to raise it for a while longer."

Ye Xiu wasn't too anxious. After all, at this level, he couldn't expect to jump twenty levels at a time like he did in the novice stage.

The tearing pain all over my body lasted for an hour or so before gradually subsiding.

Ye Xiu gasped as he felt the surging power in his body. He grabbed a dozen high-energy compression strips and gobbled them up ravenously. His dry stomach was finally soothed.

After shaking off his soaked combat uniform, he looked down at his well-defined abdominal muscles and casually put on a clean shirt.

Beep—the watch suddenly vibrated and Caroline's communication request popped up.

"What a rare guest." Ye Xiu's fingertips slid across the projection screen.

The female officer in the picture had her brows knitted into knots:
"Nagkin's gang put up a recruitment notice in the alien gathering area, and now half the players on the server have rushed over to join in the fun."

In her opinion, these aliens were important combat forces, and Godora's blatant poaching made her so angry that she gritted her teeth.

"Oh?" Ye Xiu's lips curled up in a playful manner. "Finally, you can't hold back and want to swing the hoe? Don't worry, Black Star has already made arrangements."

"What?" Caroline's face was full of question marks.

Six days later, in the underground secret room of the shelter.

Virtual images of the six heads of state were projected onto the circular conference table one after another.

Now no one dares to underestimate the person who is in charge of the Doomsday Fortress. After receiving Bennett's emergency meeting notice, they all postponed their schedules and rushed to attend the meeting.

When the last leader came online, the head of state of a certain country couldn't help but say, "Old Ben, what's the big deal this time?"

"What you are about to hear is a lie that has deceived the entire planet for sixty years."

Bennett's hoarse voice caused the temperature in the conference room to drop sharply.

As the truth was revealed layer by layer, the expressions of the leaders of various countries changed from astonishment to anger. One of them had a bad temper and smashed the virtual projection table on the spot.

Under high-pressure interrogation, Keton, who was brought in, confessed everything, even the temperature of the tea in the secret meeting decades ago.

After hearing these irrefutable evidences, veins popped out on the leaders' well-maintained faces, and the politicians' poker faces that they had cultivated for decades were shattered to pieces.

"If it weren't for Mr. Han Xiao exposing this scam, we would have remained in the dark until our death!"

Bennett's fists were clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound, and his back teeth were almost broken.

"Everything that happened over the years." A hoarse voice came from the corner, and suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

The leaders of various countries exchanged complicated glances.

As victors of the war in the old era, they never regretted their choice.

But when the memory of the artillery fire on the scorched earth, the struggling figures in the ruins, and the country engulfed by war emerged, bitterness still rose in my throat.

The world has always been ruled by the strong, but when I learned that the person behind the scenes was such a person, it was like someone poured a bucket of cold water over my head.

It turns out that in the eyes of advanced civilizations, humans are nothing more than ants fighting in a glass jar.

Even if the battle is earth-shattering, it cannot escape the fate of being observed and manipulated.

The most ironic thing is that even after seeing the truth, they are still helpless.

There was a subtle silence in the conference hall.

Although he was clear-headed, Godora was still someone he needed to look up to, and the disaster relief work could not be done without her support.

But the name that was once revered as a god has now lost its weight in everyone's hearts.

Bennett clenched the teacup in front of him, his tense jaw reflected on the celadon wall.

"The last time Yixing negotiated with you, I was standing behind him."

"Honestly, I totally disagreed with his approach at the time. Only now do I understand his deeper meaning."

He glanced at the crowd and continued, "He had long seen through the laws of survival in the universe—for the weak, even breathing is a sin."

"I don't know how sincere you were at the beginning, but now..."

The words dropped heavily in the air.

Several leaders simultaneously recalled the scene three days ago:
They had rolled out the red carpet on Capitol Hill and repeatedly confirmed the airport pick-up procedures, but the other party's spacecraft flew directly over the capital...

At that time, I just felt that I was insulted, but looking back now, it was clearly a silent slap in the face from interstellar civilization.

"Don't worry, we know what to choose."

This time the response came quickly, without hesitation or courtesy.

When survival becomes the stakes for the continuation of civilization, all calculations seem ridiculous.

They even felt fortunate that in the vast galaxy, there were humans who could tear open this crack in fate and save their home planet from becoming cosmic dust.

……

The sun was blazing brightly in the sky, and the scorching sun made the ground in front of the shelter hot. The noise of people coming and going mixed with the buzzing of cicadas.

Ye Xiu was wandering towards Nagokin, the communicator in his trouser pocket still retaining the warmth from Caroline's call.

Those guys from Godora really couldn't hold back and were ready to poach people.

Although he had already made plans, he still planned to go and take a look.

Of course, I wasn't panicking.

Ye Xiu casually tore off the sweat-soaked clothes stuck to his back, a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

These aliens have no idea about the nature of the Fourth Calamity, and they're trying to fool the players with the same tactics they use against ordinary natives?
I'm afraid I'll be disappointed.

Turning the corner, the scene outside the disaster relief team's stationed area confirmed his guess.

A crowd of players surrounded the makeshift podium like an iron barrel. Several Godorans in silver-white uniforms were dancing in front of the holographic projection.

"Planet Aquamarine belongs to the ninth district of the Garton Galaxy. We, Godora, are a certified interstellar third-level civilization! We have quantum leap technology and an arcane matrix core."

Nagokin stood in the shadows with his arms folded, while a carefully prepared promotional video about interstellar civilization was being played on the screen.

According to his many years of experience in united front work, by now the natives should be rushing up to him in amazement to ask about immigration policies.

But the reality is that the players in the front row who are eating melon seeds are watching the virtual screen as if it were a movie, while there are people in the back row who are squatting and playing mobile games.

"That's it? I thought you were going to give out hidden quests."

The player in the flowered shorts yawned and turned around. "A while ago, an updater updated 'The Complete Analysis of the Broken Star Ring', which was much more exciting than this."

"Even the Fallen Civilization's outrageous moves to capture stars were recorded and broadcast."

The crowd dispersed in twos and threes, leaving a few Godora promoters staring blankly at the mostly empty venue.

A girl wearing tactical goggles shook her head and muttered before leaving:
"You're showing off a hovercraft? We just dismantled the wreckage of a dark matter-powered Titan last week."

Nagokin pulled his lavender beard, unable to figure out what the problem was.

If Ye Xiu were here, he would probably laugh out loud - what's the point of talking about the stars and the sea with the players?
Just add a limited-time BUFF of [Kill Reward +10%], and I guarantee that these animals will be able to crush the threshold of the disaster relief team.

Although this is the opinion of most people, there are indeed quite a few players who have started to think about whether they can sneak into the Godora camp to test the waters.

It's not that I'm attracted by any lofty ideals, I just want to exploit the system loopholes to see if I can have my way.

The rules for recruiting people on Nagokin's side are completely different from those of the Alien Mercenary Group.

After all, they come from the regular army, and the whole process is much more complicated than that of a mercenary group.

Just as a few brave players were about to inquire about ways to seek refuge, there was a sudden uproar on the other side of the square.

I saw all the players rushing towards the commotion.

Those who originally wanted to join Godora changed their minds instantly and ran along with the crowd to watch the fun.

In the eyes of these players, Ye Xiu is simply a walking welfare gift package, and every time he shows up, he can make a big fuss.

Over the years, everyone has formed a conditioned reflex.

In terms of popularity, Godora's group couldn't even catch up with his taillights.

The Godora camp, which had been deserted, was now completely deserted, and the remaining officers' faces turned green.

How could they have ever suffered such humiliation?

A special envoy from a high-level civilization was actually left aside by a group of natives from a primitive planet. Many people were so angry that they pounded the table.

Nagokin's cheeks twitched and he was wondering in his heart that this scene was far from the warm welcome he had expected.

But after thinking about it, he felt relieved: "After all, they are a local force, so it's normal that they have a good mass base."

After calming down, the diplomat did not lose heart.

Although the start was not perfect, he firmly believed that with the reputation of Godora as an advanced civilization, it would sooner or later attract smart people to join.

How could a mere mercenary group compare to the resources of their regular army?
Just as he was thinking about how to do ideological work on these strange people, he looked up and saw Ye Xiu walking towards him.

Nagokin straightened his collar and walked forward with a professional smile.

(End of this chapter)