Click.
The silver alloy door opened.
Li Qing boarded the public spaceship that emitted a soft white glow.
It was like a train carriage, surrounded by seats.
"Got off the parking lot, taking the spaceship to some Empire public city?"
Tap tap tap!
One by one, handsome and tall young men and women entered the compartment and sat down.
They were clearly foreign visitors on spaceships parked on the pyramid, wearing special tight-fitting spacesuits, each with a ring-like or capsule-like object in hand.
As soon as they experienced a certain amount of energy impact, they would immediately eject their dedicated mecha from subspace and enter the cockpit.
Even in so-called peaceful areas, it might not be truly peaceful.
Even this public spaceship might be hijacked by a group of interstellar pirates, as such incidents often appear in the news.
But nobody cared.
The carrier spaceship is essentially just a comprehensive fortress platform for replenishing and repairing mecha parts, parked outside for charging, it doesn't matter... the main combat power is one's own mecha.
As long as it's not prolonged combat, a mecha with a full energy load can protect itself.
"Have you heard? The Hite Federation Star System got attacked by unknown interstellar pirates again? Someone claimed to have seen the overwhelming Super Knight Army."
"What interstellar pirates, that must be the Eternal Sect attacking, right?"
"Tch, I saw some underground news, someone posted photos of the Eternal Stone Castle, even such level of carrier fortresses got deployed."
"How many federal states has the Eternal Sect attacked? Isn't the Supreme Powerhouse, the 736th-ranked Celestial Vaulting Powerhouse Marshal Yinbai from the Cosmic Committee hunting them down?"
"Tch! It's not that simple? They say behind this sect, there might be the black gloves of some genuine Celestial-level power."
"Beyond rank five hundred, no one probably dares to investigate deeply, they say earlier a mecha master ranking over seven thousand, Elder Qinghai, died as a warning."
...
Li Qing perked up his ears.
War is the unchanging theme.
You could even say that the competition among the top ten thousand on the Cosmic Celestial Vaulting List is extremely fierce and constantly changing.
The rise and fall of Celestial-level mecha masters, vying for territories.
After the spaceship docked on a planet, Li Qing disembarked following the flow of people, walking on the street, watching everything with great interest.
Various local delicacies, travel guides.
Occasionally, various beautiful women approached on the road, but Li Qing politely declined.
In this era, where everyone is handsome and beautiful, there's a special kind of attraction at the genetic level, which formed into a unique charisma, a divine allure to mortals.
Even a few wealthy ladies had implied or stated desires to keep him, having no shortage of resources and wealth.
This made Li Qing at a loss whether to cry or laugh.
Li Qing stopped by a dessert shop, Yunhe Mecha International Building.
He observed the mecha-themed desserts in each showcase, contemplating how to eat these creations.
I have to say, these exhibited mecha look really cool.
Like silver battle armor of ancient knights, wielding a lance and a longsword, it sparked the heart of every man.
Even the specialty stores displayed advertisements.
"Brand-new Death Announcing Level mecha, crafted with passion by our resident professional Seventh-level Blacksmith Vial! Your essential gear for conquering the starry sky."
"Customized, with one-on-one consultation to equip you with the most cost-effective mecha!"
"Hildeya spatial technology, ultra-sensitive reaction, even if an enemy mecha attacks from within a meter, your own mecha will eject instantly, ensuring your life's safety, walking naked among countless mechas, becoming the most handsome man among them!"
...
Li Qing felt like he was browsing a computer city on Earth.
Suddenly feeling both comical and exasperated.
An unscrupulous and unethical feel swept over, slicing you with the first meeting, with slick-talking salespeople promoting high specs, turning out to be rubbish.
Where there are people, there is capital, and there are profiteers.
After browsing around, Li Qing checked into a hotel, starting to think about how to taste the True God Mecha.
A model mecha, one True God's Life Ring.
This freely gotten opportunity left him no reason to refuse!
What is the foundation of a Divine Level civilization?
Whether technology or extraordinary, there's a common foundation: Divine Base life.
Other's artificial True God Mecha accumulates the foundation of a Divine Level civilization, having come here oneself, isn't cleaning it out justified?
Li Qing quickly searched the internet, found three routes suitable for his sneaky consumption of the True God:
1. Junkyard collector.
Recycling various mechanical trash, piecing together partially intact mecha of the same type, he could eat a complete one himself.
2. Interstellar tournament.
This is a qualifying mecha simulation game.
After a certain period of consecutive wins, you'd be recruited by major powers into their forces to steadily develop.
The most acclaimed in the past five hundred years, is the Starry Sky Blade God.
The pride of this land, an ordinary person with 1,889 consecutive wins, frantically contended by countless forces, became a top thousand-ranked prominent figure through four hundred years of resources accumulation.
Starry Sky Blade God.
He set the record for these past thirty thousand years, breaking historical bounds, a legend among legends, surpassing imagination over these three hundred years in seclusion, reportedly reaching an inconceivable level of strength!
Hearing this, Li Qing instantly felt it was absurd, "A millennium of time, Celestial-level within the top thousand? With tens of thousands of rings?"
Technological civilization is truly ridiculously absurd!
A millennium, tens of thousands of Life Rings of the True God!
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