Chapter 755 - 234: The Terror of the Mechanical Race! Machine Soul Core, Huge Improvement
Chapter 755: Chapter 234: The Terror of the Mechanical Race! Machine Soul Core, Huge Improvement
A mere three seconds passed.
A brand-new, ring-shaped space station, identical to the one previously destroyed, was "manufactured" out of thin air, just like something from a 3D printer. It then slowly ascended.
Immediately after, countless warships, aircraft, and Mechanical Warriors were processed and deployed from the new station in a ceaseless stream, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
Qin Feng floated silently in the void, quietly observing the miraculous scene unfolding on the planet below.
A massive, ring-shaped space station and tens of thousands of elite combat units had been produced out of thin air before his very eyes in just a few short seconds, as if by a 3D printer guided by an invisible, giant hand.
This manufacturing capability, which defied all logic, gave him a preliminary understanding of the mysterious Peak Race known as the Mechanical Race.
’The life form of the Mechanical Race is geared more toward ’development’ and ’war’.
Qin Feng analyzed inwardly.
’Their individual combat strength may not be the best, but this nearly endless ability to ’zerg rush’ is enough to compensate for anything.
In a war of attrition, any enemy would be worn down to nothing.’
Within his Mental Power perception, as the space station materialized, he detected a subtle but precisely measurable dip in the planet’s core Spiritual Ability Field.
’It seems that even the Mechanical Race can’t truly create something from nothing.’
Qin Feng understood. ’Their terrifying manufacturing ability must also consume vast amounts of resources and energy. It’s draining the planet’s core.’
’And this Mechanical Race life form was clearly just deployed to this planet by some means. It hasn’t had time to fully set up and is far from showing its true power.’
Qin Feng’s gaze grew profound.
He could easily deduce that if this thing were given a few more days, or even just a few dozen hours, it would probably transform every celestial body in this star system—including every planet, moon, and even the massive central star—into its energy sources and production bases.
By then, more, higher-level, and even more terrifying mechanical constructs would be manufactured in a ceaseless stream.
’Based on the fundamental laws of energy tiers, if this member of the Mechanical Race were to Control a star—a super energy source millions of times more powerful than a planet—the power of the things it could create would likely increase exponentially.’
’At that point, even I might find it a bit troublesome.’
A terrifying thought arose in Qin Feng’s mind.
’Truly worthy of being one of the Cosmos’s Peak Races, on par with my Human Race and the Insect Race.’
He sighed in genuine admiration.
’Judging solely from the fluctuations of its life force and Mental Power, this thing’s main body is only equivalent to an ordinary, entry-level Constant Star-level Martial Artist who has constructed an Indestructible Projection of about ten thousand light-years.
However, give it enough time and energy, and the threat it could pose would be lethal even to a Martial Artist like me, with a seventy-thousand-light-year Indestructible Projection.
That kind of potential is just absurd.’
Of course, after his brief moment of awe, Qin Feng also saw its weakness.
’However, its weakness is just as obvious.
Its power is built entirely on the foundations of ’time’ and ’resources’.
It needs enough time to ’zerg rush,’ lay down production lines, and build a whole series of infrastructure like energy-siphoning equipment, munitions factories, and so on.
Before it’s fully developed, it’s at its most vulnerable.’
Qin Feng suddenly recalled some interesting material he had seen in his comprehensive history class at the Empire.
Apparently, during the extremely ancient dark ages when the Human Race’s civilization was still confined to its home world, humanity’s ancestors had all sorts of fantasies about a "Mechanical Civilization."
They even used the primitive computers of the time to develop many games that simulated this style of warfare.
Among them, there was apparently an ancient game called *Red Alert*. Its core gameplay—gathering resources, building a base, and overwhelming the enemy with a wave of mass-produced units—was remarkably similar to the combat style of the Mechanical Race before him.
’Of course, it’s only a similarity,’ Qin Feng thought to himself.
A game is just a game, after all.
The reason a real Mechanical Race life form can achieve such a terrifyingly efficient ’zerg rush’ isn’t just resources. It’s also the vast, ocean-like reserves of ’knowledge’ stored in its Soul Core, and the powerful Mental Power needed to simultaneously control hundreds of millions of units with precision.
’What a pity...’
Qin Feng chuckled to himself. ’Later on, true artificial intelligence—AIs derived from devices like computers and optical brains—ended up triggering the ’Iron Men Rebellion’ that swept across all of human civilization. Otherwise, if they could have been tamed, they would have made for an extremely reliable auxiliary tool.’
As these thoughts flowed through his mind, Qin Feng did not rush to act.
Instead, he "admired" the show for a while longer with great interest. He even took the initiative to act, annihilating the newly "printed" mechanical constructs a few more times in different ways.
He wanted to see how this Constant Star-level Powerhouse of the Mechanical Race would respond when faced with an unbeatable enemy.
And its response did not disappoint him.