Chapter 121: Biological Mecha

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: Biological Mecha

The marriage proposal from the girl of the Queen Butterfly tribe, both straightforward and shy right after ripping the mech cockpit door off with her bare hands, not only caused the Alpha Senior Lieutenant’s brain to freeze on the spot, but also left the entire frontline command staff aboard the 2nd Legion battleship stunned into stone.

Inside the battleship’s command room, the commanding Colonel dropped his electronic binoculars right onto the deck. He stammered as he turned to the communications officer beside him, his hand pointing at the screen trembling violently:

"Did... did you record all of that?! This matter has completely exceeded the scope of procedures in the Legion’s combat manual! Quickly! Transmit all the images and audio recorded at Wormhole No. 07 back to the General Staff Department, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the Capital Military Council immediately! Request urgent instructions on whether we should open fire right now or... how we should handle this!"

The communications officer swallowed hard with a gulp as well, both hands trembling as he pressed the button to forward the data over the highest-speed quantum communication channel.

Less than three minutes later, the live broadcast video from the meteor belt battlefield was projected straight onto the gigantic screen inside the emergency meeting room of the Ministry of National Defense on the Capital planet, while simultaneously being sent to the terminals of the aristocratic family heads leading the Empire’s mech manufacturing and biological research sectors.

At this moment on planet Sirius, Mr. Hall and Mrs. Hall were taking a short leave to visit their barely grandson Sane alongside Alexander.

When the official smart watches of Mr. Hall, Mrs. Hall, and Alexander simultaneously rang out with an SS-grade emergency alarm chime forwarded from the Capital, the entire family - including Liam, Benjamin, Isabella, Daniel, Elijah, and Noah, who were sitting drinking afternoon tea beneath the flower trellis out in the villa yard - immediately stopped their conversation, gathering around the large stereoscopic projection screen in the middle of the living room.

The footage from the Wormhole No. 07 front line had just appeared in sharp focus on the screen.

Upon the dark meteor belt, over three thousand A-grade and S-grade insects were perched side by side. From their head sections flung wide open like windows, thousands of handsome young men and beautiful young women in human form, with small pairs of antennae atop their heads or thin wings behind their backs, were leaning halfway out, chattering as they waved their hands, smiling and striking up conversations with the human soldiers turning green with fear inside their Mechas.

Through the audio speakers, one could even hear with crystal clarity the voice of the girl from the Queen Butterfly tribe asking the Senior Lieutenant, "Do you want to be my mate?", along with the voice of a youth from the Black Widow Spider tribe over in the other corner tapping on the cockpit glass of another Alpha to ask whether that Alpha knew how to grill meat and pick flowers to pin in someone’s hair like Major General Marcus in the film!

The entire villa living room on planet Sirius fell into absolute silence.

Only baby Sane, whose hair had been dyed chestnut-brown as he lay in Noah’s arms, understood nothing of what was going on, carefree as he blew a spit bubble before giggling happily.

Benjamin’s jaw dropped wide open, the mung bean cake in his hand falling with a thud onto the porcelain plate. He mechanically rotated his neck one hundred and eighty degrees, staring fixedly at his adoptive younger brother Elijah, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa beside him:

"Elijah... Tell me the truth. Did you really write that screenplay for the film Kiss of the Black Widow out of your own imagination? Or did you secretly sneak out to the wormhole back when you were at school to interview them beforehand?!"

Daniel, sitting beside Benjamin, also widened his eyes to stare at Elijah as though looking at an alien: "That is right! How can the setting in your film - where high-ranking members of the Insectoid race possess human form and flee to human territory to find lovers because they are afraid of being eaten by their mates - match real life down to the last comma and period like that?!"

Elijah at this moment was completely dazed as well, his two eyes staring fixedly at the young insectoids on the screen while his head spun:

"How... how could I possibly know! I swear with the energy lamp on the ceiling as my witness, from childhood to adulthood I have never even seen a live low-grade Black Carapace Bug with my own eyes in real life! All the settings regarding the human-shaped Royal insectoid branch in the screenplay were adapted by me based on those ancient insect research documents that Liam found in the data vault to send over to me!"

Every gaze in the room simultaneously shifted toward Liam upon hearing Elijah mention him.

Liam, who was holding a cup of chrysanthemum tea in his hand, was no less stunned. He kept a calm expression as he looked at the screen, yet inside his head he had immediately hauled the blue cat Nirvana out by the scruff of the neck within the soul space to interrogate it:

[Nirvana! What the hell is going on here?! Where did that pile of documents you gave Light of Time to filter out to send to Elijah for writing the screenplay last time come from?!]

Inside the soul space, Nirvana was clutching its belly rolling around on the marble floor, laughing so hard its meowing turned into hoarse duck quacks:

[Ha ha ha! Save me, host, I am laughing so hard my data circuits are about to snap! Last time, before heading back to headquarters to check your soul records, did I not toss a whole pile of entertainment archives and research documents from other planes over to you! Little Light of Time, while filtering the keyword "Insectoid Race", must have accidentally extracted the encyclopedia on the Zerg insectoid race from a level-4 interstellar world whose evolutionary structure resembles this world’s to hand over to Elijah for reference!]

Nirvana wiped the tears from the corners of its cat eyes, panting heavily while slapping its paws with loud smacks against the floor:

[However, the fact that the young punks of the Insectoid race in this world secretly intercepted your Galactic network signals, watched the film Elijah acted in, then got brainwashed to the point of banding together to cross the border onto the battlefield to find Alpha husbands like Marcus truly lies beyond every predictive algorithm of both myself and the Master God! Ha ha ha, your Elijah has truly become famous across species this time!]

Liam was left speechless after listening to Nirvana’s explanation, the corner of his mouth twitching several times as he did not know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at his family members, freezing for a moment before speaking:

"The documents given to Elijah are all ancient documents I collected; I have not even read through them once myself... If I say I do not know anything at all either, will everyone believe me?"

Over the past year or so, based on the reasons Liam gave every time he placed some strange item in front of everyone, the whole family knew he had a habit of collecting ancient documents. Moreover, he had once said he had gone to a primordial world to live for forty years, so everyone took it for granted that ’there are only things they have not thought of, nothing that Liam cannot do’.

Apart from those who had never heard the thrilling story of Liam dying and coming back to life, everyone else nodded: "We believe you!"

While the youngsters were still in shock over the film’s overly fantastical butterfly effect, Mrs. Hall, Mr. Hall, Noah, and especially Alexander - the head of the largest mech manufacturing group in the Lumina Galaxy - kept their serious gazes glued tightly to the structure of the doors that had just opened atop the head cabins of the Black Widow Spider and the Queen Butterfly on the screen.

Alexander strode quickly up to the central control console, using his fingers to zoom in fifty times on the cross-section image inside the Queen Butterfly’s head cabin and slowing down the playback of the moment the purple-haired girl stepped out from it.

The sharp eyes of the young chief executive gradually lit up with an astonished gaze:

"Wait a minute! Father, Mother, everyone look closely at the biomechanical joint structure and the optical transmission cable bundles inside the head cabin of that butterfly! Inside that hard shell is not the brain or internal organs of an independent living creature at all!"

Mrs. Hall, who was the Deputy Director of the Research Institute, immediately drew in a deep breath the moment she saw the high-definition magnified image Alexander pointed out, pushing up her glasses frames as she stepped close to the screen:

"Alexander is right! Inside that head cabin there is no fresh blood or internal organs whatsoever; instead, it is an enclosed control cockpit containing bioneural transmission fluid! Look at the backs of the Spider-tribe youth and the Butterfly-tribe girl right as they leaned out - there are thread-thin sensory tentacles that just automatically retracted from their spines and pulled back into the cabin walls!"

Noah held the drowsily nodding baby Sane in one arm, his dark-blue eyes narrowing to closely observe the tactical screen, lowering his voice to deliver the precise conclusion of someone who had fought hundreds of battles against the Insectoid race:

"It is not that the Insectoid race transforms into human shape... rather, from the very beginning, the true bodies of the high-grade Insectoid race have possessed human forms just like this. As for those giant insects standing dozens of meters tall on the outside, they are merely combat tools that they pilot from within."

"Exactly!" Alexander clapped both hands hard together, his voice trembling over this historic discovery:

"Does everyone remember how the appendix of that ancient document volume Liam gave Elijah for reference when making film props mentioned a certain concept? That is precisely the Biological Mecha!"

The entire living room simultaneously turned to look at Alexander.

Alexander pointed his hand at the giant insects on the screen, explaining at breakneck speed:

"Throughout thousands of years of fighting against the Insectoid race, our military and Research Institute have always racked their brains over two great unanswered mysteries. The first is why A-grade and S-grade bugs, even when having their lower halves blown to pieces by laser cannons or their bellies sliced in two on the battlefield, still do not bleed to death like normal creatures, remaining able to fight on frantically.

The second is why, every time a high-grade bug is completely defeated, the core section in its head and thorax cavities automatically secretes an ultra-potent decomposing enzyme, turning the entire interior into a puddle of pitch-black acid fluid within five seconds, preventing Mother’s Research Institute from ever collecting a single intact S-grade bug corpse for dissection!"

Mrs. Hall nodded repeatedly, picking up from her eldest son’s words with a shocked expression:

"Now everything has been made completely clear! Those giant A-grade and S-grade bugs that our military fights out on the battlefield are fundamentally not their real bodies, but Biological Mechas cultured from stem cells and ultra-hard chitin shells! The true bodies of the Insectoid race’s warriors are those humanoid individuals sitting inside that head cabin, using their nervous systems connected directly to pilot the Biological Mechas in combat!"

"When a Biological Mecha is too heavily destroyed to continue fighting, the pilot inside activates the self-destruct mechanism to melt the cockpit, wiping clean all traces of biotechnology, while their small true bodies take advantage of the rising acid smoke to use miniature spatial-jump devices mounted on their backs to escape back to the wormhole without our scanners ever detecting them!"

The sharp analysis from the mother-and-son pair of Mrs. Hall and Alexander had barely been sent directly by Mr. Hall into the emergency meeting channel of the Capital Military Council when all the generals of the five great Legions and the scientific academicians racking their brains in front of the large screen on the Capital planet seemed to jolt awake from a stupor!

The entire high-level meeting room of the Empire shook violently.

It turned out the enemy humanity had confronted throughout the past several centuries was not a horde of mindless insect monsters relying solely on survival instincts and hard shells, but an advanced civilization following the evolutionary path of Biological Mecha technology completely opposite to humanity’s civilization of alloy mechanical Mechas!

And the most ludicrous thing in human history was this: the supreme military secret kept tightly hidden by the Insectoid race for a thousand years - which tens of thousands of Imperial spies and scientists had sacrificed their lives without managing to uncover - had today been laid completely bare before the camera lenses simply because a motion picture made by Benjamin and Elijah had driven the youth of the insectoid race to insistently demand crossing the border to go... find lovers!