Super Mechanic: The God of Superpowers!

Chapter 171 The Fruit of Face
Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment and didn't react at all.

These assault ships were obviously the spoils that he had fought for, so why did Batet suddenly come to steal them?
His mind raced, various possibilities flashing through his mind and then being overturned.

It's just a few small assault ships. Godora shouldn't be so stingy, right?
Could it be that Batet wants to rely on this to expand the victory?

Come to think of it, it’s unlikely, considering the other party looked down on Shanghai Bluestar during their previous cooperation.

But at least he was polite to me and wouldn't fall out with me over such a small thing.

Bartet looked calm and composed, not showing any guilt at all, which made Ye Xiu even more curious:

"Are you sure these ships belong to you? If I remember correctly, I was the one who captured them."

"That's right." Batet responded smoothly.

"However, according to the procedures, the equipment left by DarkStar on the disaster-stricken planet is considered as our spoils of war. This is the basic clause of our rescue operation."

"What kind of process is this?"

"It's written in the combat manual issued by the War Bureau."

Ye Xiu's smile widened. "It was you who evacuated Aquamarine Star first, allowing the commandos to take advantage of the situation. And in the end, wasn't it me who had to clean up the mess?"

"That's called strategic layout." Batet said calmly.

"The situation was urgent at the time. Rather than engaging in a head-on fight, it was better to tie down the enemy's main force."

"If we hadn't held back the DarkStar army, you would have faced at least three times as many enemies. In terms of merit, we deserve greater support."
I hope that Captain Ye will cooperate with our work."

There is indeed some truth to this.

If it weren't for the Godora fleet facing him head-on, he would definitely not be able to gain any advantage.

It's normal for people to come all the way here to help with disaster relief and want to get some spoils.

But the problem is.

Ye Xiu suddenly grinned: "Commander Ba seems to have made a mistake. We, the Longtan field officers, are interstellar mercenaries who are paid to do our work."

"These are not indigenous forces that you, Godora, can control."

Batet's expression froze instantly, his Adam's apple moved but he couldn't utter a word.

The two of them just stared at each other, one of them trying to act arrogant but unable to.

The person opposite him is Long Tan's signature figure, while he is just an ordinary commander. The difference in status is huge.

More and more people gathered around, the mercenaries watched the fun with cigarettes in their mouths, and the Godora soldiers pretended to be patrolling but actually kept their ears perked up.

The most enthusiastic group was the player group, with the camera almost touching their faces.

"What's going on?" Nagokin's loud voice suddenly exploded from the crowd.

Batet gritted his teeth and finished reporting the situation.

He felt that he was following the rules and that the process of confiscating materials was in compliance with regulations.

But Ye Xiu didn't buy it at all, leaving him in a dilemma.

Fortunately, his superior Nagokin arrived in time, and he finally felt relieved.

But Nagokin's face darkened the more he listened, and he suddenly slammed the table and cursed, "Bate, are you crazy?"

"What?" Batet was completely confused.

"If the alien forces hadn't intervened, the Dark Star fleet would have vanished long ago! Who do you think captured the command ship?"

Nagojin's saliva flew straight into the air.

He had long disliked this subordinate who always liked to act on his own, and today he finally got the chance to vent his anger.

Alien Star is now in its heyday, and he doesn't want his subordinates to ruin the cooperation between the two parties because of their stupidity.

He personally stepped forward to teach his subordinates a lesson, which not only gave face to the alien but also preserved the dignity of Godora.

Batet was counting on his boss's support, but instead he was scolded and scolded. He was so embarrassed that his face turned red, but he dared not talk back.

After cursing to his heart's content, Nagokin turned to Ye Xiu and his expression changed instantly: "The people below are ignorant, don't take it to heart."

"As expected." Ye Xiu said with a forced smile.

"You can handle the spoils. We in Godora are loyal to our people."

Nagokin gave a wink, grabbed Batet by the back of the collar and dragged him out.

The onlookers finally felt relieved.

The two big guys were arguing with each other just now, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Ye Xiu watched the Godorans walk away, then turned around and asked his men to inspect the spaceship.

He knew the ins and outs of this matter too well. If it were a small character with no background today, Nagokin would definitely pretend to be deaf and dumb.

The only thing these officials do is to treat people differently based on their situation.

However, being able to make the top management of Godora bow their heads meant that all this time had not been in vain.

Of course, he also understood that face is earned with fists, and if you have the strength, people will naturally support you.

When the news reached the six nations, the top leaders watched as Ye Xiu was treated as a guest of honor.

Thinking about my situation of just being a bystander in the StarCraft circle, I regret it so much.

I feel more and more that it was a wise move to rely on the aliens.

The game forums have been in an uproar for a long time.

Some players got the inside information out of the mercenaries, revealing the whole story of Godora's escape from the battlefield.

Everyone cursed DarkStar for causing their mission progress to be reset to zero, while also criticizing Godora for being unfair.

However, Ye Xiu's performance in leading his men to confront the enemy head-on won him a wave of fans.

Although not as exaggerated as a savior, he can really hold on at critical moments.

Players already thought this NPC was quite interesting.

Now compared with the lazy Godora, her favorability is rising rapidly. It turns out that it is all thanks to the contrast with her peers.

This kind of reliable personality has always been popular, coupled with outstanding appearance, a nice voice, and good looks, his every move exudes a sense of charm.

Ye Xiu felt that he would definitely be able to attract a large number of female fans this time!

Of course, it’s totally OK for rough fans to do that. He accepts all traffic from everyone, regardless of gender, age or status.

What powder is not powder?
However, the size of the player base hasn't grown much...

After all, after long-term operation, he has deeply penetrated the Blue Star market and has basically covered all potential users.

What we need to do now is daily maintenance and continued management of fan stickiness.

If you want to expand the new user pool, you have to develop the outer galaxy market, but the time is not yet ripe.

While the incident was fermenting in the player circle, Ye Xiu checked the damage of the nine assault ships.

The mercenaries were so ruthless that the internal structure was damaged in many places.

The intelligent system must be fully upgraded to a buzzing monster system. It cannot be used normally without completing the modification.

Fortunately, the spacecraft wreckage scattered across the Blue Sea Star are all ready-made materials, and no additional procurement funds are required.

The debris covers half of the planet, some of it sinks to the bottom of the sea and some crashes into the land, and can be accurately located using spacecraft radar.

Ye Xiu sent a team of mercenaries to retrieve the items on a transport ship, and it is estimated that everything can be brought back in two or three days.

Ye Xiu has no plans to delve deeper into the core secret of the Alienation Disaster for the time being.

Firstly, they were afraid that it would affect the settlement of task rewards, and secondly, that thing was really disgusting, and most importantly, it affected their own interests.

Besides causing trouble for Godora and making it easier for him to reap the benefits, keeping this mess could also serve as a temporary shield.

If we solve the alienation disaster of Blue Star now, the people of Dark Star might just turn the table over, and then the planet won't be able to withstand their torment.

I can run away at any time, but I can't take the entire planet with me.

The only people in the entire universe who can do this are probably the three top civilizations or some super-A-level bosses with cheats.

Andia continent, the former site of the Germinal Organization.

Just a few hours ago, a fireball fell from the sky and created a hundred-meter-long gully in the scorched earth. After the smoke and dust cleared, the burning wreckage of the spacecraft was revealed.

It happened to be the Dark Star assault ship that the mercenary group captured.

A skeleton at the edge of the ruins suddenly moved and staggered towards the wreckage.

The mutant Primarch parasitic on the spine sensed the high-energy reaction of the spacecraft's energy core.

Ever since absorbing the residual nuclear radiation from the Germination Base, this corpse has become extremely sensitive to energy fluctuations.

The sudden drop of spacecraft wreckage from the sky was like a buffet delivered to your door.

The skeleton crawled into the cabin through the crack in the hull and found the leaking energy cabin by following the energy fluctuations.

Black tentacles gushed out from the mutated Primarch, wrapping the energy core into a cocoon.

The air is distorted by the energy siphon, and the tentacles expand and contract continuously with the flow of energy.

The high-purity fuel stored in the spacecraft's energy compartment is being devoured madly, and the absorption speed is getting faster and faster.

The mutated original gradually emitted a "thump thump" sound similar to a heartbeat, and the entire body began to pulsate rhythmically.

The energy core emitted a low trembling sound and eventually fell silent. The faint light flickered several times before completely going out.

Those twisted tentacles slowly retracted into the body, leaving only the pale skeleton standing there.

Suddenly, countless sticky black liquids burst out from the surface of the skeleton, splashing everywhere like an overturned asphalt barrel.

These oily substances continued to gush out until the entire cabin was dyed an inky ocean.

As the last drop of slime fell, something strange happened. All the dark matter suddenly began to wriggle like a living thing, rolling back towards the central skeleton like a receding tide.

The sizzling sound of mucus clinging to the skeleton continued for a long time, and finally a human figure was condensed.

The originally bony skeleton has been reshaped by the dark gelatin into a body with distinct muscles.

The facial features floated and sank on the liquid surface, finally settling into a face with clear edges and corners.

If there were any bystanders here, they might have thought of the appearance of a leader who had not been disfigured.

The newborn suddenly opened its mouth and uttered a babbling sound like a baby learning to speak. The air waves caused by the vibration of its vocal cords made it tilt its head in confusion.

At this moment, the alienated Primarch is undergoing an unprecedented transformation.

The excess energy swallowed is no longer passively absorbed, but partially converted into controllable proliferation substances.

This allows it to release an astonishing amount of active colloid despite its small size.

Through the sensory memory shared by billions of infected bodies, this carefully crafted mimic body is a perfect replica.

Beneath the inky black skin, every pore surges with primitive life's ultimate understanding of form.

When it looked down at its newly formed hands, it experienced the wonderful feeling of independently controlling its body for the first time in millions of years.

Some strange emotion sprouted deep in my consciousness.

This body, no longer dominated by group consciousness, gradually makes the chaotic mind clear, just like a dusty mirror that is suddenly polished.

It took stumbling steps, each one triggering fresh feedback from the neurons.

The vague syllables of "Breathing. Fingers" escaped from his throat, and the massive memory data surged back at this moment.

The new body staggered and pushed open the hatch, leaving crooked footprints under the blood-red setting sun, and finally disappeared in the dust of the wilderness.

At this time, in a monitoring station thousands of miles away, a shrill alarm sounded through the sky.

The DarkStar special forces stared at the wildly jumping energy curves, cold sweat soaking their uniforms.

Article 37 of the operating manual clearly states: When the alienated original enters the autonomous mimicry stage, it means that the countdown to the world-destroying level evolution has begun.

……

Ye Xiu slowly walked to the door of the conference room. According to the schedule, today was the day for Godora to have a routine meeting with the top management of the shelter.

He has long been accustomed to these disaster relief coordination meetings that take place every few days.

When I pushed the door open, Bennett, Nagokin and others were already sitting at the round table.

He had just settled down in the leather swivel chair when the people opposite him nodded at him as a greeting and then continued to discuss the issue of disaster relief supply distribution.

Ye Xiu didn't pay much attention to these things and didn't respond much. He just rested his chin on his hand and watched them discuss for nearly half an hour. Until Nagokin put the tablet on the table and suddenly changed the subject:

"Right now, Godora and DarkStar are at loggerheads.

Those guys are targeting severely damaged planets for surprise attacks, forcing the War Bureau to constantly deploy troops to various planets. It's like a tug-of-war between the two sides now."

"That doesn't sound like good news." Ye Xiu finally straightened up.

"Who says it isn't?" Nagokin tugged at his collar.

“We have more than a dozen planets to defend, and our fleets are scattered across various star systems.

DarkStar's split-force tactic is truly disgusting. Even though we're barely maintaining a balance right now, what if they concentrate their firepower on a single target?"

He spread his hands and said nothing more. Sighs were heard in the conference room.

"There must be a way to crack it, right?"

"It really exists." Nagokin drew a three-dimensional star map on the light screen.

"The War Bureau is preparing to launch a military jump orbital base station, and the deployment will be completed within the next two days."

Bennett stroked his stubble. "This thing sounds unfamiliar. What exactly is it?"

"Simply put, it's an interstellar version of a portal." Ye Xiu took over the conversation.

He stared at the slowly rotating silver ring in the holographic projection.

This thing looks like a mechanical ring magnified a hundred times, with dark blue quantum patterns flowing on its surface.

As a powerful weapon on the interstellar battlefield, this base station can instantly connect fleets separated by several light years through directional wormholes.

Don't be fooled by its appearance as an ordinary space station. It is equipped with a phase folding engine and gravity anchor inside.

A top-level civilization without stargate construction technology simply cannot do it.

Godora gritted their teeth and purchased this batch of equipment from a star cluster-level civilization at a high price. I heard that the parliament's treasurer's hands were shaking when he signed.

To deploy this treasure, you must first bury spatial anchors in various strategic locations.

The base station itself is like the nest at the center of a spider web, and the quantum channels that extend in all directions can instantly deploy the entire fleet.

In this way, no matter which planet DarkStar attacked, the reinforcement fleet would arrive in the blink of an eye, and the journey that originally required half a month of jump was directly compressed into three minutes.

"After spending so much money, it seems that the War Bureau doesn't want to be a sitting duck anymore." Ye Xiu tapped the table with his fingers.

"But with such a precious item, I'm afraid Dark Star will pounce on it like a shark smelling blood."

"It would be a disaster if they didn't come." Nagokin was calm.

Since the War Bureau dared to show this trump card, it must have already laid a tight net around the base station.

If the elusive Dark Star fleet dared to show its head, the garrison, which had been lying dormant for a long time, would be able to catch them in the trap.

Ye Xiu narrowed his eyes and stared at the flashing anchor point coordinates in the star map, and suddenly shook his head.

At present, Godora still does not really take the crisis seriously.

Although the Dark Star's attack had impacted this civilization, the ones that suffered the most damage were actually the affected planets. The losses in Godora itself were still within a manageable range.

This allows those in power to maintain confidence in their ability to control the overall situation.

But Ye Xiu knew that this opponent was far more difficult than he had imagined.

"The base station has appeared. DarkStar should make its next move soon," he thought to himself.

Just as Nagokin was about to speak, there was a slight commotion in the distance, which was as flickering as a candle in the wind at first.

In an instant, the restlessness spread like a ignited wildfire, sweeping across the entire refuge space.

The noise that came one after another penetrated the walls and even the floor began to shake.

Clang.

The explosion-proof glass windows of the conference room rustled in the sound waves. Bennett stood up suddenly, and the collar of his military uniform was wrinkled by the violent movement.

"Check the surveillance immediately!" he shouted.

On the holographic screen, the once orderly shelter has become a vortex of chaos.

The refugees who had been injected with inhibitors showed symptoms of alienation again, and what was even more horrifying was that even the patrolling guards were not spared.

The last line of defense for maintaining order collapsed.

The collective riots of tens of millions of people set off a huge storm.

Physical fights and heart-wrenching roars intertwined into a web.

And more people were fleeing frantically, as if this steel fortress had suddenly turned into a man-eating beast.

The fugitives formed a black torrent, and the moment someone fell, they were trampled and drowned by those who followed.

The players stared at the task panel in astonishment.

The progress bar of [Disaster of Alienation] is evaporating at an alarming speed.

"The second phase has started." Han Xiao's eyes flickered and his face darkened.

Ye Xiu touched his chin thoughtfully.

Unlike the indiscriminate riots in the early stages, all the infected people at this moment were like puppets controlled by invisible strings.

Those refugees who are running for their lives seem crazy, but in fact they are being driven by a higher-dimensional consciousness.

The Primarch of the Altered has apparently become aware of the containment procedures and is weakening control by dispersing the infected.

The cries and shouts outside the corridor grew more intense. Ye Xiu grabbed the communicator and began dispatching: "Attention all combat units! Immediately implement the forced sedation plan!"

He glanced at the red alert on the drug stock and knew that the existing inhibitor dosage could not even meet one-third of the demand.

At present, the only way to gain a chance to turn the situation around is to physically suppress these tens of millions of violent people.

The shelter and Godora quickly took action.

The players suddenly received a series of task prompts, and everyone started to get busy.

Seeing the progress bar of the main task rapidly declining, no one dared to delay even a little.

Faced with the huge crowd formed by tens of millions of refugees, the shelter can only dispatch limited manpower. Even if the player group is included, there are only a little over one million.

Fortunately, almost all the participants are super-powered.

Although it is difficult to control dozens of times more ordinary people, it is not impossible.

The refugees on the periphery spread out like ripples, and the standby spacecraft started immediately.

They circled from the inside out, emitting white circular shock waves at the crowd surging below.

Amidst the buzzing sound, wherever the shock wave passed, the crowd collapsed to the ground in groups like wheat fields blown down by the wind.

As early as when he foresaw that the disaster of alienation would break out on a large scale, Ye Xiu prepared a special response plan.

All spacecraft are equipped with low-power oscillators.

Even a C-class superpower might not be able to be stunned for more than half a second due to fluctuations of this magnitude, but it is just enough to subdue ordinary people without any damage.

It was precisely because of this trump card that Ye Xiu dared to allow the shelter to accommodate a large number of refugees.

Concentrated management is actually more efficient than decentralized handling, and the situation can be quickly brought under control even if chaos breaks out at the same time.

Several spaceships cooperated with the players to quickly clear the inner area and turn to deal with the escapees outside.

The farthest refugees had already run several kilometers, but the spacecraft couldn't start clearing them from the outside. Those who fell would be trampled to death by the following fleeing people.

Ye Xiu stood on the city wall, standing on the Night King's sword, and looked at the sea of ​​people surging like black waves in the distance.

Smoke and dust rose behind the fleeing team, dyeing the horizon a turbid gray-yellow.

He turned on the communicator and retrieved surveillance footage from six countries. Sure enough, the same scene was playing out in all the places.

"The evolution speed of the Alienation Disaster has exceeded expectations, which means that the subsequent disaster relief work will be more difficult." Ye Xiu stroked the hilt of the sword and pondered.

"Even without DarkStar's interference, Aquamarine would likely have been the first planet to enter the second stage of disaster."

"But our early planning has given us some advantages."

Thinking of the upcoming second stage, Ye Xiu's eyes darkened slightly.

When the alienated original body began to have clear consciousness, the disaster truly entered a dangerous period.

Fortunately, according to my memory, I just need to hold on for the next period of time.

Once Godora obtains the sample and develops an antidote, the crisis will be resolved.

As the setting sun dyed the wasteland orange-red, the refuge finally returned to peace.

After a full five-hour operation, the vast majority of the refugees were under control.

Thanks to the flat and open terrain of the Ghost Wasteland.

Even if someone escapes dozens of kilometers, they cannot escape the aerial search by the spacecraft.

At this moment, there were endless human bodies lying all over the wilderness, like black sesame seeds scattered by a giant hand.

Some players are injecting triple doses of inhibitors into the selected guards as required by the mission to expand their combat power.

Others were busy transporting the unconscious refugees back in batches.

On the city wall, Bennett's hand gripping the railing was bulging with veins. "Casualties?"

"We're still counting." The adjutant wiped the sweat off his face and shook his head.

"The six countries have basically controlled the situation, and we have suffered the least losses." Ye Xiu's voice came from behind.

Bennett breathed a sigh of relief: "At least it's not the worst."

"Don't relax too early." Ye Xiu looked at the remaining sunset glow in the sky.

"With the awakening of the alienated Primarch, it will likely manipulate the beasts to attack, or induce the infected to self-destruct their equipment."

"We have so many 'eyes' and 'ears' locked up, that thing will never give up."

Hearing this, Bennett's expression became more serious, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

He is not a person who underestimates himself, but he has a clear mind.

If Ye Xiu had not been here, with the current strength of the Blue Sea Star, it would not even be able to withstand such a disaster.

“How are you going to deal with this?”

"Stand still."

Ye Xiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Those mercenaries are worried about having nowhere to have fun, and the beast tide can relieve their boredom."

"As for the other variables, let's wait and see. As for you, it's time to quickly integrate the new forces."

"Understood." Bennett nodded.

The alienated original body is likely hiding among the deep sea veins.

Existing radars cannot capture its special frequency at all, and the search is as difficult as finding a needle in the seabed.

What is even more troublesome is its unique devouring property. Ordinary attacks not only cannot hurt it at all, but will become nutrients for its growth.

In addition, due to its ability to split and escape, conventional means are simply useless before a targeted antidote is developed.

At this time, Ye Xiu was gathering the backbone of the mercenary group and his eyes swept over everyone present:
"A large wave of beast attacks is expected in the next few days. All teams will immediately conduct blanket patrols and search for any signs of beast gathering."

He tapped the table with his fingers. "Destroy them on the spot. Do not allow them to approach the shelter even a step."

Everyone had different expressions and was ready to go. The passion that had been dormant for many days finally had the opportunity to boil.

"Oh, right," Ye Xiu suddenly remembered something.

"Let's get the newly recruited Inhumans out for some training. They're going to get sick from being cooped up in the shelter all the time."

Since the normalization of self-selection activities, most players are stuck in repetitive disaster relief missions.

Especially for the core members who join the mercenary group, they can neither participate in the selection nor have the opportunity to actually fight, so the gaming experience is really bad.

Now the beast tide in the second phase is getting more and more dense, which is just right for these players to kill monsters and level up to vent their energy.

By the way, the size of the army corps has increased hundreds of times.

not to mention.
If players are not allowed to taste the sweetness of battle, how can they willingly spend money to buy ability cards?

(End of this chapter)