Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 97 Fire Sky Pivot

Chen Zhou stood in mid-air, his gaze stern, the Sword of Heavenly Punishment still gleaming with a cold light. He felt the purple armor's lightning energy steadily eroding his sword's brilliance, but he didn't retreat. The primordial energy, the Amethyst, reappeared at his side, siphoning the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into him, replenishing the alchemical energy within Chen Zhou's body. Replenished, Chen Zhou increased his alchemical energy output, and the Sword of Heavenly Punishment's radiance grew even brighter, as if to completely sever the purple armor's lightning.

but.
After all, Zi Kai is a half-step general of the Beast Clan with a combat level of 16!
Purple lightning cut through the void, without any strategy or tactics. The purple lightning instantly swallowed up the sword light and shot towards Chen Zhou's side.

"My Lord, are you alright?"

Zi Kai came to Chen Zhou in an instant, looking at his master who seemed a little exhausted, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

The master is only ten years old now!
You know, when Zi Kai was just created, his combat capability had reached the peak of level 15. In addition, with the accumulation of time and sufficient training resources of energy amethyst, he finally broke through the level 16 barrier.

Is this the power he gained after so many years of fighting?!
Now the master's strength is changing with each passing day, and his layout of the battle formations is even more clever than a demon.

Among the mechanical beast tribe, all tribes of the beast tribe have one thing in common, that is, the admiration for strength!

In the former world of mechas, only the strong could lead the tribe to survive in the endless war.

Chen Zhou panted slightly, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, but his gaze remained firm, unflinching. He waved his hand, signaling Zi Kai not to worry, then slowly stood up, his gaze still as sharp as a knife.

"It's okay, it's just a bit consuming."

Chen Zhou's voice remained calm, as if the intense battle just now was just a warm-up. He looked down at his hands, alchemical energy flowing through his fingertips. Although it consumed a huge amount, it still continued to flow. He knew that his current strength was far from enough. Facing a strong opponent like Zi Kai, he was still at a disadvantage.

But Chen Zhou was not discouraged. Having once stood at the top, he had absolute confidence that he could return to the top and even surpass his former self.

All it takes is a little time.

Exhaling, Chen Zhou looked up at Zi Kai, with a glint of admiration in his eyes: "Zi Kai, you are quite strong, work hard."

"what?"

Zi Kai was puzzled, Zi Kai was doubtful, Zi Kai was shocked, and Zi Kai begged for mercy.

"Lord~No!"

Zi Kai, who was being held down by the Golden Claw God, stretched out his hand towards Chen Zhou, looking so miserable.

"You kid, the master told you not to hold back, and you really didn't hold back, right?"

The Golden Claw God looked expressionlessly at his former friend and subordinate, but shook his head inwardly. Zi Kai, while formidable, could sometimes be a bit clumsy. Even though his master had told him not to hold back, as a subordinate, he had to know his limits. After all, his master was still young and his strength hadn't fully recovered. If something unexpected happened, they wouldn't be able to handle it.

"It's just right. I haven't trained you for a long time. Let's practice alone for a while today." "No, General!"

Chen Zhou doesn't know what happened behind him.
In a corner of the science and technology park, stands a modern experimental building, which is the headquarters of the Supreme Research Group.

Walking through a long corridor, we arrived at the biosafety laboratory on the third floor. Pushing open the heavy explosion-proof door, we were greeted by a spacious and bright laboratory.

The laboratory utilizes shadowless lighting, evenly dispersing soft white light into every corner. Large expanses of tempered glass line the surrounding walls, providing a clear view of the interior. The laboratory's interior is divided into several functional areas, the most striking of which is the central isolation room. This fully transparent room, surrounded by double-layered tempered glass and equipped with a high-efficiency filtration system, ensures complete isolation from the outside world.

A crucial experiment was underway in the isolation room. A dozen or so lab workers in white protective suits stood outside, closely observing the proceedings through glass windows. Some stood or sat, some recorded data on tablets, others discussed the progress in whispers. Each face was filled with concentration and rigor, and the air was filled with a tense yet orderly atmosphere.

On the experimental table, spies and condemned prisoners were bound tightly by cold metal restraints, unable to move. Their bodies were exposed, their skin covered in needle pricks and scars, clearly having endured numerous experiments. Each face was contorted with pain, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness. Their breathing was rapid, their chests heaving violently, as if silently crying out for help.

In the center of the laboratory, a massive energy transmitter slowly activated, emitting a low humming sound. As energy gathered, a blinding beam of light shot out from the transmitter, illuminating the bodies on the lab table. The beam held an unknown force, threatening to tear their bodies apart.

Under the blast of energy, the bodies of the spies and condemned prisoners began to undergo strange changes. Strange lines appeared on their skin, their muscles twitched uncontrollably, and their bones creaked with eerie sounds. Some of their limbs began to twist and deform, their fingers becoming elongated and sharp, like the claws of wild beasts. Others' heads swelled, their eyes turned blood red, and they let out inhuman roars.

As the energy continued to irradiate them, foreign genes began to invade their bodies. Their cells underwent drastic changes under the onslaught of these genes, their original human characteristics gradually replaced by alienated genes. Some people's skin became as hard as shells, others sprouted new organs, and some even became confused and lost their self-awareness.

It was so hot that it felt like being in a furnace, with every inch of my skin burning in flames.

The pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, as if countless sharp blades were cutting into the body.

Fear, like an abyss, devours reason and makes it impossible to breathe.

This is the pain that every experimental subject experiences during the genetic modification process.

However, for scientists in the laboratory, these pains are just part of the data and a necessary step in their pursuit of truth.

The scientists in the laboratory recorded the changes of each experimental subject indifferently, without a trace of pity in their eyes.

Because the Thunder Tribe has lived in the City of Time for a long time, their talent in scientific research is unmatched by other motorcycle tribes or beast tribes.

Now transformed into human form, they are conducting genetic modification research under the leadership of a young man with short red-orange hair.

Huo Tianshu, the scientific research leader of the Thunder Tribe of the Motorcycle Clan, has pioneered a series of groundbreaking technological research, including motorcycle modification parts.

The remaining technology can even give a motorcycle tribe without any combat ability a good long-range combat ability.
(End of this chapter)