, The Immortal Corpses of the Machine Race

From Tianmu's perspective, this 1,200-meter-tall mechanical spaceship sheds all its appearances, revealing its most fundamental reality.

Countless intricate and breathtakingly precise runes spread across the entire surface of the spaceship like blood vessels, each rune containing unimaginable energy.

They are nested in layers, interlocked, and form a perfectly self-consistent closed system.

"What an incredible creation."

From Jiang Ming's celestial perspective, this 1200-meter pyramid structure is filled with the beauty of technology and power.

This spaceship is so perfect, it's like a masterpiece of art.

"As expected of an E-class mechanical race spaceship, its protective capabilities are quite high."

Jiang Ming frowned slightly. He saw the energy channel at the entrance, where there was power capable of instantly annihilating a second or third-tier cosmic-level being.

With Jiang Ming's current strength, it would be a pipe dream to force his way in.

"It seems that conventional methods are not working. Let's see if there are any unconventional methods."

Jiang Ming was not surprised by this; he was aware of the security level of the spaceship's entrance.

Even so, Jiang Ming still wanted to come and see, hoping to find other solutions from the perspective of Tianmu.

Any seemingly perfect system, as long as it exists, must have its own inherent logic.

Logic, by definition, means that something can be understood.

If something can be understood, then it can be exploited.

In particular, this mechanical spaceship does not contain any intelligent programs; everything operates based on the settings left by its original owner before his death.

Time flows silently in the deep sea.

Jiang Ming hovered in front of the pyramid like a sculpture, his third eye fully open, dissecting the miracle of this mechanical creation inch by inch.

Time passed slowly.

The mechanical race's spaceship was too intricately constructed, and the information it contained was beyond Jiang Ming's imagination. Even though Jiang Ming had now reached the Hengxing level, using his Heavenly Eye to observe such a creation was quite taxing on him.

After watching it intermittently throughout the day, he finally got a general idea of ​​the structural framework of the mechanical race's spaceship.

"There really is a way."

Excitement flickered in Jiang Ming's eyes.

Jiang Ming was only trying his luck and didn't think he would definitely find a solution.

But unexpectedly, there really was an unconventional method.

That energy channel is essentially a gate access control system.

It does not attack all intruders indiscriminately. Instead, it will first check the intruder's life information. If it meets certain specific conditions or is recorded in the access control system, the energy in the passage will automatically subside, allowing the intruder to pass through safely.

"It should be said that 'swiping the access card' is the only legitimate way to enter."

Jiang Ming thought to himself.

The rules for this access control are not complicated; in fact, they can be described as quite simple.

It only detects one type of life information...

That is the Machine Race!

The passage will be opened as long as the user is identified as a machine.

Or perhaps it has recorded the presence of life within it.

"The original owner of this spaceship probably had absolute confidence in himself and believed that no one would dare to invade his spaceship, so he did not set up complicated rules for the access control system."

Jiang Ming thought to himself.

Every member of the Machine Race is an intelligent life form! They are far more advanced than any intelligent quantum computer.

As for the great "Machine Immortal" among the Machine Race, even hundreds or thousands of highly intelligent life forms cannot match its computing power.

It's a joke that an immortal member of the Machine Race could have his spaceship hacked.

"It's a good deal for me. If it were someone else, even if they knew the requirements, they wouldn't be able to do anything. It's very difficult to find mechanical people within human territory."

A smile appeared on Jiang Ming's lips.

With the affinity of divine beasts and the Heavenly Eye, combined with these two abilities, Jiang Ming can mimic the aura of any life form as long as he obtains a life sample.

"However, the only machine race I can find is the owner of this spaceship."

Jiang Ming's smile faded slightly.

The owner of this spaceship fought against the owner of the Fallen Ink Star 50,000 years ago and was eventually killed in battle.

The immortal corpses of the Machine Race were also taken by Babata.

"The Legacy of Meteorite Star..."

Jiang Ming pondered.

He originally had no intention of interfering with the inheritance of Meteorite Star.

He had his own opportunities and was not envious of this inheritance.

But now, however, they are forced to cross paths.

"With this spaceship, I feel safe in space, so this trip was worthwhile."

Jiang Ming made a decision.

The interior of this spaceship leads directly to the control room, and once inside, one can take control of this powerful weapon.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming immediately made a call to Luo Feng.

.......

The headquarters of the Ultimate Martial Arts Academy is a giant spaceship building.

Luo Feng was sitting in the lounge, a spacious lounge with dozens of chairs.

Besides Luo Feng, there were seven other people beside him.

brush!

A blurry figure materialized outside the door. It was a mysterious woman wearing a black robe and a golden mask, with long black hair flowing freely. Although the mask covered her face, and only her eyes, nose, and mouth were visible, it was enough to tell that she was an absolute beauty.

Especially those eyes, they were absolutely mesmerizing.

You can simply call me Miss Congresswoman.

The woman's voice was very pleasant to listen to, making one feel a ticklish sensation in their heart.

"Listen carefully, everyone. I'll only say this once!"

"The No. 9 Ancient Civilization Relic is an ancient relic used for 'selection and elimination' trials. When you enter, martial artists will generally enter the depths of the relic through the 'Type A Passage,' while mentalists will be arranged by the relic to enter the depths of the relic through the 'Type B Passage.'"

As soon as Yao Rao said this, everyone pricked up their ears to listen carefully.

But at that moment...

An untimely voice rang out.

Beep~ Beep~ Beep~~

Everyone quickly looked toward the source of the sound.

All they saw was Luo Feng looking at his communication watch with an uncertain expression.

The source of the sound was none other than Luo Feng's communication watch.

At this moment, the gazes of the other seven people all turned to him, as did the alluring woman wearing a golden mask, whose captivating eyes were now coldly fixed on him.

Luo Feng felt a sense of unease, but he also saw who had made the call.

He gave the others an apologetic look and immediately connected the call.

"Luo Feng, where are you now?"

Jiang Ming's calm voice came through the communication watch.

"Um... Brother Jiang, I have something to take care of right now..."

Luo Feng lowered his voice, feeling somewhat uneasy.

As a mentalist, he possessed powerful spiritual perception and had already sensed the murderous intent in Yao Rao's eyes.

The glamorous senator's beautiful eyes were so cold they seemed to freeze into ice.

At this moment, Jiang Ming seemed to sense Luo Feng's predicament and knew that he was in a difficult situation, so he raised his voice slightly.

"I am Jiang Ming. May I bother you all for a moment?"