The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

The air in the dilapidated streets was thick with the stench of gunpowder and monster blood.

The people and the warriors of the Dragon Kingdom are working together to drag the enormous monster corpses onto heavy armored vehicles.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently.

A spider monster the size of a three-story building crawled out from behind the ruins of a half-collapsed shopping mall on the street corner.

Eight spider legs covered in barbs easily pierced through the thick cement slab, each movement accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of concrete shattering.

Its compound eyes gleamed with a cold, bloodthirsty red light in the dim daylight.

King-level!

Even from a distance of hundreds of meters, the oppressive force originating from the genetic level still made everyone present feel breathless.

"Be careful!"

The squad leader yelled and shoved several stunned civilians behind the armored vehicle.

Dozens of soldiers instantly grabbed their weapons, their muscles tensed, and pointed their blades at the enormous creature.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Cold sweat trickled down the squad leader's forehead.

Monsters of this level are simply beyond their capabilities.

"Damn it, if this monster goes berserk, everyone prioritize covering the evacuation of the civilians!" The squad leader bit his lip until it bled, the taste of blood spreading in his mouth, forcibly suppressing the terror in his heart.

Although these monsters had previously fought against invading king-level life forms.

But a monster is a monster, and no one thinks they can reason with a monster.

But the king-level aberration did not launch an attack.

It looked down at the tiny humans from its high position, then suddenly opened its huge mouth full of fangs, and its throat twitched.

Clumps of something coated in thick, sticky mucus were vomited out and slammed heavily onto the open ground in front of the soldiers.

The mucus dispersed.

It was a pile of severed limbs and remains radiating astonishing energy fluctuations, and even a few biological cores shimmering with a faint light.

These are the materials from the other king-level monsters that were just killed.

Before the soldiers could react, a cold and beautiful woman's voice suddenly exploded in the minds of the squad leader and several core soldiers.

"I know you have a way to send these things to the master."

"But if you dare to keep it, you'll die!"

Without any variation in tone, merely conveying a sense of consciousness, it exuded the absolute pressure of a superior.

The squad leader froze on the spot, his brain going blank for two seconds.

Secret telepathy?

Does this kind of method still exist in this world?

Also, who is the master she's talking about?

Just then, the dedicated communicator in my pocket started vibrating wildly.

The squad leader frantically pulled out his phone and pressed the answer button.

"Lao Chi?!"

"Don't provoke them! Disarm and prepare for battle!" Chi Zhengyang's voice came through the receiver, hoarse and urgent: "Listen, follow their orders. Do whatever she tells you to do!"

"Just use the remote recycling function to recycle it into source crystals."

"Yes!" The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief.

He hung up the call, looked at the materials on the ground, and swallowed hard.

This is a king-level material. If the Dragon Kingdom could keep even a little bit of it, it would be enough to make several sets of top-notch equipment.

But the thought was fleeting; even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to covet these things.

......

Wasteland Era, Forging Room.

The intense heat distorted the air throughout the space. Dark red embers licked at the refractory bricks at the bottom of the massive furnace.

【Ding! 】

A crisp system notification sound rang out in the empty forging room.

[Store Manager, your private space has received a batch of high-level materials. Five King-level biological cores and several King-level materials have been detected. Do you wish to extract them immediately?]

An ordinary-looking sparrow fluttered its wings and flew down from the roof beam, landing steadily on the anvil next to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo casually wiped his face with the towel hanging around his neck.

He opened the virtual panel and raised an eyebrow as he looked at the rows of top-grade materials radiating a purple-gold light in the warehouse.

I must say, the Weaver of Fates is really useful.

Knowing what he needed, he didn't covet credit or hold onto anything, and handed over all the spoils directly.

Such a clever subordinate is indeed easy to use.

"Finally, I can try creating an S-rank Originium."

Lin Mo twisted his neck, and his joints cracked repeatedly.

The highest-level Origin Soldier he has ever created is only Grade A.

While A-level source soldiers are powerful, their weapon strength becomes inadequate at the King level.

The materials arrived at just the right time.

"Sparrow, generate an S-rank source weapon blueprint for me. It needs to be purely offensive, the more violent the better." He walked towards the control panel.

[Okay, store manager. The image library has been selected for you.]

As the sparrow opened its beak, a blue light curtain unfolded in mid-air.

Three drawings emitting a dark golden luster floated in the center of the light screen.

The data and inscriptions on each card are extremely complex, clearly tailored to his attributes by the system long ago.

Lin Mo stared at the information on the blueprint.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the console.

The situation is developing faster than expected.

The test by Youmingtian was just the beginning; the crisis was far from over.

"I only have one chance to descend into the real world," Lin Mo said, narrowing his eyes. "I must make the most of this opportunity."

"The trump cards left in the real world have been triggered, and the Weaver of Fate cannot hold out for long."

If we don't personally intervene, or if we don't have a decisive weapon, the monsters from those higher planes will treat Earth as their backyard, coming and going as they please.

Absolutely not.

"Let's choose the first one, 'Star-Slaying Guillotine'." Lin Mo pointed to the blueprint on the left: "This kind of heavy greatsword looks really satisfying."

Lin Mo walked back to the furnace.

With a thought, a pile of high-level materials appeared directly in the void in front of him.

The massive genetic energy collided with each other, emitting a deep hum.

Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the raging materials with both hands and threw them directly into the fire.

boom!

The dark red flames surged instantly, transforming into a pillar of fire that shot straight to the top of the furnace, raising the temperature of the entire forging chamber by thousands of degrees in just a few seconds.

Lin Mo swung the massive forging hammer that weighed three thousand pounds.

Muscles bulged, and power surged wildly through every part of his body.

There are no fancy techniques, only pure strength and absolute control over the material structure.

The hammer slams down!

clang--!!

The deafening clang of metal shattered the air, and visible shockwaves radiated outwards from the forging platform.

Sparks flew everywhere, landing on Lin Mo's skin without leaving a single mark.

"The temperature isn't high enough, bring up the fire from the Earth's core!" Lin Mo roared.

[Warning: The current temperature is approaching the safe threshold. Further increases may cause the furnace to collapse. Confirm operation?] The sparrow flashed red.

"I'll promote you if I say so!"

If S-class source soldiers were so easy to obtain, they would be everywhere.

This level of heat is simply not enough to completely remove impurities from King-grade materials.