Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 262 Overturning

Song Shi leaned against the wall and looked at the lapis lazuli in front of him.

The latter was suspended in mid-air. Under its control, the group of robotic arms in this logistics workshop moved one after another. Amid a series of crackling sparks, they quickly dismantled the damaged parts of the fuselage, replaced components, and even applied a brand new layer of paint.

"You omnics are quite convenient."

Song Shi stuffed a few pills into his mouth, chewed them up and swallowed them. He tilted his head and commented, "You don't even need to stay in the ICU if you're injured. You can repair yourself."

“Yes, but not completely.”

Lapis Lazuli directed a mechanical arm to disassemble its own vector engine group. Due to the overpower overload not long ago, most of the structure had been melted. Between the two directions of "repair" and "replacement", it thought about it and chose to add another item to the electronic purchase list and sent it to the logistics department of the Enlightened One.

"The parts you see that I replaced are just my 'equipment', my 'gear', or in other words, the parts that belong to the [Intelligent Machine]." Lapis Lazuli replied calmly: "But my extraordinary organs belong to the [Transcendence], which cannot be directly replaced or repaired in this way. I still need to spend time to slowly repair myself."

"Moreover, intelligent machines are not like what most people think, that can be replaced and reconstructed at will. After we have 'self-awareness', the 'body' also becomes one of the anchors for maintaining self-awareness. Can you humans just add prosthetics at will?"

"Of course. Generally speaking, when it comes to restrictions in this area, the omnics are more relaxed than you humans."

Lapis Lazuli finished its answer with this sentence, and asked: "Where are Myron and the others?"

“They are all lying in the ICU.”

Song Shi answered quickly: "I helped to evaluate it. It's actually not bad."

If classified by "injury", then those four people could be said to be seriously injured. As soon as they were brought back to the base by Chakoro, a large group of medical personnel who had been on standby rushed over and carried them into the intensive care unit.

But those horrific injuries were all recoverable. There was no irreversible, permanent damage left.

It is serious, but after staying in the ICU for half a month, he will basically be well.

If it really doesn't work, there is still Chakoro's "reversal" as the last measure - as for why not "reverse" now, Song Shi also understands the other party's thinking.

To psychics, no, to anyone.

——Scars are a form of tempering, but they are also the source of strength.

Just like a "bone" that is broken and shattered and then restored, it will become tougher and stronger. The serious injuries that Myron and others are currently suffering from, as long as they can overcome them, will also become the cornerstone for their further progress.

"By the way, have you thought of a new name?" Song Shi suddenly laughed. He looked him up and down and said leisurely, "Smart Robot Nova, Destroyer of Bordeaux, and Dangerous Gravity User. There are many names popping up on the Internet now. Which one do you plan to choose?"

Temporarily conceal the identity of [Meteor] Attar, first build up a reputation under the name of "Lapis Lazuli", and then use the real identity as a trump card when taking the leadership of the intelligent machine group in the future.

This is Lapis Lazuli's plan now.

——As a former follower of [Yao Xing San] and one of the founders of the Freedom Revolution.

In terms of orthodoxy and authority, looking at the entire intelligent machine group today, there are probably few that are stronger than it.

It seemed like an illusion, but when Lapis Lazuli heard this series of names, its body flashed.

It was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "This task is not a high priority, so there is no rush. I will discuss it with the publicity department of Enlightenment later, and then decide which nickname to use for promotion."

It stopped talking.

Because Song Shi suddenly became quiet, and turned his head slightly, as if he heard someone talking in his ear. After a few seconds, he nodded: "Okay, got it."

"Lapis Lazuli, you should slowly recover from your injuries first."

Song Shi's back moved away from the wall. He picked up a carving knife from the workbench next to him, waved it at the intelligent machine, and then walked out of the workshop: "I'm going to see Cha Ke Luo. I also have something to ask him."

"Have a nice journey." said Lapis Lazuli.

".Next time remember to say, 'Bon voyage'."

Song Shi sighed.

More than ten minutes later, following the faint but persistent breath, Song Shi arrived at a remote factory without the need for electronic navigation or the guidance of others.

Push the door open and enter.

This factory building probably functions as a storage warehouse. Boxes with the [Denglan Equipment] brand logo are placed steadily on metal shelves, forming an iron-gray jungle. Automatic forklifts shuttle between rows of beam-type shelves, unloading goods silently and steadily.

And in the very center of the factory.

Chakoro stood with his hands behind his back. "You're so energetic?" The man looked a little regretful. "I thought you would come here with a cane this time."

"If you had acted half an hour later, you might have seen me on crutches."

Then, Song Shi bluntly pointed out: "But if I hadn't killed the third ring [Balance] by force, just five minutes later, at least one of Myron and Sui Yinghong would have died."

"Well, thank you very much?"

Chakoro spread his hands and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"The gratitude of a dignified 'rebel' seems to be really valuable." Song Shi also spread out his hands, and then laughed in the same way: "Should I feel very honored?"

"Your psychic skill of black flame, is it a gift from the Tao?"

Cha Ke Luo pulled his hand out and took a few steps forward: "I don't think there is any record of this psychic skill. What good things are hidden in your [Dayuan] path?"

"Well, this." Song Shi seemed to think seriously for a moment before saying, "Just understand it this way. It's not a big problem."

“There are still some minor problems.”

But Chakoro looked serious and shook his head.

“I’ve never seen anything like this before, so I’m quite curious.”

The man smiled and stretched out his right hand.

He said, "—come for a moment?"

Song Shi answered quickly.

"Okay."

The next moment, black flames suddenly burst out, like a raging tide, sweeping violently in all directions!

Before it even touched the surface, the nearby shelves began to collapse like melting snow as soon as the hot wind passed by, and the cargo boxes on them turned into ashes as they fell.

Song Shi's pupils were once again filled with darkness and a line of red gold.

And from that line of red gold, all the emotions of the previous moment faded away, leaving only pure brutality.

Song Shi clenched his right hand, and the outline of Chongshi took shape in an instant. The evil flame flowed like water satin, and black flames swirled around the blade, slashing towards Chakolo!
then.

When he was about to chop down the enemy, Chongshi stopped.

It was not a case of stopping at one's limit or showing mercy, but rather he grasped the blade with five fingers and held it tightly. The spiritual energy rose and fell and then disappeared for a moment, binding all the destructive power within the palm of his hand.

".interesting."

The raging flames didn't seem to have any effect. Not even a hole was burned on the corner of Chakolo's clothes. But the man looked strange, and he hesitated for a moment.

"Transform the mind first, and then use it as firewood to burn. This is a very novel idea." Chakoro carefully felt the black flame in his palm. "But it requires a lot from the user in all aspects. If you are not careful, your mind will be burned. You need to have the ability to control your spiritual energy, maintain your own will, and the skills to control the flow of power. No, even these things can be put aside for the time being. The most important thing is to have enough hatred and anger to push forward."

“It’s such an extreme thing.”

"But because of this, the destructive power it brings is extremely shocking. Even the mind of a psychic may not be able to withstand the bombardment for too long. And in this state, driven by the overflowing hatred and anger, the killing power you burst out will be even higher. Well, it is not unfair that Wu Chi was defeated so quickly."

Chakoro commented: "Excellent psychic skill, pure killing power, but unfortunately the requirements for using it are a bit too high. What is it called?"

"Disaster Flame."

Chakoro nodded and let go of his hand.

The heavy murder quickly turned into a stream of flame, swaying and sinking into Song Shi's body. The latter closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, the darkness had disappeared.

"What do you want to ask?"

"First of all, of course, it's my 'Sui Shi', and secondly..."

Song Shi's smile was filled with a hint of anticipation.

"When are you going to turn over the chessboard of Forging Light City?"

(End of this chapter)