Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 127 Harold: I beat the Inquisitor?
As for how to enter the Ark, Dayun Tianzun decided to seek help from metaphysics.

"Brother Huichao, aren't you good at fortune-telling? How can you calculate the location of the portal directly without using your fingers?"

Chen Xingzhi was speechless. He felt that Dayun Tianzun thought the skill of calculating the heaven's secrets was too omnipotent.

"Some things can't be calculated just because you want to. At least you have to find a clue related to it so that I can calculate the approximate location."

The portal is not so easy to find, and the same is true for the space boundary, which is also difficult to cross.

After discussion, they could only put the matter aside and prioritize contacting the main body before finding a solution.

Section No. 7 has now been completely dismantled and transported back to the underground base in Quinn City. The No. 7 intelligence in it has also been incorporated by them to become the assistant manager of the underground base.

Upon learning that it had avoided the fate of being abandoned after its own death, Intelligence No. 7 was extremely grateful. Although its data had been read by everyone and all the living metal stored in it had been given away, at least it had not been formatted and could still come out to the surface to get some fresh air.

"Let me see how the Wall people are developing now. I'm sure there must be some progress after all these years, right?"

After No. 7 browsed through the collected information, his evaluation of the Vol people was greatly reduced, even though their ancestors were his creators.

"It's fine that you were locked in the ecosystem by the Dawn Federation, but you actually split into two alliances, the North and the South, and started a civil war? And the war lasted for thousands of years?"

Seeing this, the entire artificial intelligence of No. 7 was numb. It didn't understand why its wise and powerful creator would leave behind a group of insect-like offspring.

If the legacy left by the ancestors of the Wal people had not had a long shelf life, the current Wal people would probably have regressed to the primitive age and made fire by rubbing two sticks together.

"Due to years of civil war, all the heritage left by our ancestors has been squandered by you bunch of prodigal sons." It criticized the current Wall people without any hesitation, believing that they were unworthy of the honor of their ancestors.

What makes it feel even more powerless is that the people of today have completely lost their former enterprising spirit, and the civilians don't even know that there is a powerful enemy in the outside world that has locked them in a cage.

Intelligence No. 7 did not know that the Dawn Federation in the outside world had already been destroyed. Its memory of the war only lasted until the moment when the Speaker of Dawn used space confinement on the half-expanded Ark. After that, it lost contact with the main brain and it took a long time to successfully restart.

"I remember that Leader Wall had a Level 6 Eraser in his hand at that time. I don't know if it was used in the end."

As No. 7 was mobilizing the database to recall the past, his visual sensor captured a familiar figure.

"Harold!" its speaker screamed, and it pointed its sensor towards the figure.

Harold looked back in confusion and happened to see a familiar camera coming towards him. It was obvious that this thing was looking for him.

"You are..." He thought for a while before remembering that he had indeed seen this type of camera, but it was many years ago.

"Guardian of the ruins? You were caught here too?" he asked in surprise.

"How dare you say that? If you hadn't exposed my location, would I need to expose myself?" Number Seven said unhappily.

After figuring out the relationship, Harold froze and laughed: "Well, the two adults are looking for me, I have to go over there quickly, so I won't talk to you any more."

He ran very fast and disappeared from No. 7's sight in a moment, leaving the helpless and furious camera venting its anger on the spot.

At the door of a laboratory, Harold breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally got rid of it."

As for Number Seven, he was indeed full of guilt. If his memory had not been seen by someone, it would not have been discovered.

But he didn't dare to say anything disrespectful to the two adults who controlled the entire city of Quinn. After all, his life was in their hands.

Now, after seeing the prosperity of Quinn City, he has given up his original idea of ​​dying together with his friends, and instead thought about how to start.

As a man who had a close encounter with death, Harold didn't have much thought about fighting for power.

Life in the underground base was pretty good. Apart from occasional blood draws and body checkups, he had free time the rest of the time. As long as he didn't leave the base or enter any restricted areas, he could basically go anywhere else he wanted.

However, today, the two adults suddenly summoned him and gave him a secret mission.

"I don't know what mission I will be assigned." Harold guessed while knocking on the door of the laboratory.

After waiting for about two or three seconds, the door opened and a ferocious humanoid creature emitting purple light appeared in front of him. The virtual energy fluctuations emanating from its body almost made him fire a cannon.

Fortunately, he had seen this creature before and knew that it was the incarnation of one of the two adults, so he was able to suppress the impulse in his heart.

"Harold, come in first," said the humanoid creature.

Harold followed it into the laboratory and saw a pool of living metal being formed.

"So much Living Metal?" Compared to this, the amount of Living Metal in his body is not worth mentioning at all.

"You are finally here. Lie down. These living metals are prepared for you." Dayun Tianzun pointed at the experimental table.

"Ah? Prepared for me?" Harold looked at him suspiciously, not believing that such a good thing could happen.

"Of course," Dayun Tianzun smiled, "You will be going to the battlefield soon anyway, so I have to upgrade your equipment."

Hearing this, Harold's heart sank. He pointed at his body which had just recovered from a serious illness, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Yes, it's you," Dayun Tianzun said mercilessly, "There has been too much noise in Quinn City recently, which has attracted a judge from the Northern Alliance. You are responsible for killing him on the road, and we will be responsible for the cleanup afterwards."

"Ah? I hit the Inquisitor, is that true?"

Harold immediately said that he should seek help from someone else, as his small body could not withstand the torture of a judge.

Chen Xingzhi behind him picked him up and put him on the experimental table, grinning: "Hehehe, this is not up to you. When the transformation is completed, you will be a tireless war machine."

The living metal rushed in and poured into his body, transforming his entire body of prosthetics.

"Your hand cannon is too low-level. Replace it. Also, you need to upgrade your nullifier engine."

Chen Xingzhi also came over and manipulated the remaining living metal to transform his flesh and blood organs.

"Your body is still not strong enough. I will replace it with a big, strong and WAAAGH body for you."

One hour, two hours, a full five hours later, the two announced the end of the operation.

Harold opened his eyes in confusion and couldn't help but groan.

"You're awake? The operation was successful, and you're now a qualified big man." Chen Xingzhi came over and helped him up. "Adapt to your new body. You should set off in half an hour."

Harold looked at himself in the mirror in disbelief. His exaggerated muscles and prosthetic body made of living metal made him wonder if he had been replaced with a new body.

His body has now completely adapted to virtual energy. With the constant supply of energy from the virtual energy furnace in his body, he now thinks everyone he sees is a traitor.

The mecha inherited from the nobles? He fired it with one shot. The judge he was about to face? He fired it with one shot. Chen Xingzhi and Dayun Tianzun? He fired it with one shot. He really couldn't fire at these two. He had no intention of betraying them.

In short, with a body that can fully unleash the power of Hollow Energy, Harold already has the confidence to kill the Inquisitor.

(End of this chapter)