Chapter 75: A-Grade Mecha

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: A-Grade Mecha

Having found common ground in their work, the operation to treat the alum-contaminated soil took place immediately afterward.

From the motherships carrying the geological processing station, thousands of small cylindrical microwave launchers were dropped in free fall, embedding themselves into the riverbanks and the bottom of the canals.

The fusion probe needles drove deep into the geological stratum, accurately locating the hidden Pyrite ore layer. Once the coordinates were synchronized, a blazing stream of microwave and plasma energy was fired straight into the ground, pushing the localized temperature up to thousands of degrees Celsius in merely a few milliseconds.

The super camera at the tip of the drill recorded the underground scene at this moment with extreme clarity.

The ore layer generating alum, sulfur, and toxic heavy metals was melted instantly. Under transcendent pressure and temperature, they were forced to fuse with the existing silica components in the soil, sintering and transforming completely in structure.

In a short time, the strip of mushy, smolderingly rusty alum soil from before had been "cooked" into a slab of pitch-black glass stone, as glossy and inert as artificial obsidian.

This block of mineral glass embedded itself tightly into the planet’s crust, forming a perfect, impenetrable sealing layer.

Liam sighed with emotion to Nirvana: [If Earth had technology like this, a little pollution would be nothing.]

Nirvana wagged its tail: [That is a matter of course. Not only can it resolve polluted soil and water, but the environment can also be terraformed. But that is only a fantasy, host. Earth will sooner or later become an ancient ruin in people’s mouths.]

Liam still held a sliver of fragile hope: [Can this technology be brought back to Earth through the Trading Hall system?]

Nirvana sighed regretfully: [Unfortunately, it is impossible, host. Bringing technology of this level back to Earth, setting aside whether there is anything on Earth that could be exchanged for equal value, Earth is only a B-grade planet; it can only withstand technology within a permissible range. If a hyper-technology above B-grade is sent back, Earth will collapse immediately.]

[The items you have exchanged up to now are only at the E and D grades. The stall must reach level 2 to exchange C-grade items. A level 3 stall can exchange B-grade items, for example, high-grade medicine and gene-defect support products. Reaching a level 4 stall, the items of a B-grade world will no longer be able to be uploaded.]

Liam frowned: [Does that mean if I don’t take advantage of exchanging items from the first 3 levels now, when I reach level 4 I won’t be able to exchange them anymore?]

[No!] Nirvana scratched its head: [As long as the item is already listed on the shelf, the host can exchange it whenever you want, provided you don’t take an item from the current level stall and exchange it for a stall one level lower. A level 4 stall can exchange items from A-grade to S-grade; you cannot take an A-grade item to a B-grade world. Even if you disassemble it to fool the system, when you reassemble it, it will still cause that world to collapse.]

Liam made an "oh" sound, nodding to indicate he understood, while secretly thinking in his heart: So this maneuver also exists. Nirvana did not know it had just blurted out an important secret, allowing its host to grasp a loophole in the stall management system.

It said excitedly: [Host, do not be sad anymore. The exchange item list today has the thing you’ve been longing for here!]

[Huh? What is it?] Liam’s curiosity was piqued by Nirvana; he immediately clicked into the shopping cart to take a look. The moment he saw the 720ml bottle of East Sea Anchovy Chinsu fish sauce, Liam’s two eyes turned into two dazzling stars.

Thank the heavens and the Buddha, he was craving fish sauce to the point of going crazy!

For a person whose cooking relied entirely on fish sauce, forcing him to cook without fish sauce was truly a severe act of mental torture.

Liam waved his hand generously: [Exchange all ten turns today for fish sauce!]

Nirvana: "..."

After satisfyingly exchanging for one hundred boxes of fish sauce, each box containing 12 bottles, Liam very irresponsibly shoved all the work of constructing the alum lock and surveying the terrain onto Daniel and Leonardo. He ducked into the kitchen, bringing a bottle of fish sauce out to admire.

The label of the fish sauce bottle not belonging to this world had been automatically retracted by the stall; right now the bottle Liam held in his hand was a plain glass bottle, the color a glistening reddish-brown amber, signaling high-quality standard goods.

Even before opening it, Liam smelled the characteristic gentle aroma of ripe fish, the smell slightly deeper than purely industrial fish sauce like De Nhat or De Nhi, but not harsh. This familiar flavor made Liam’s nose sting; he almost burst into tears right on the spot.

Liam set the bottle of fish sauce down on the kitchen counter, subsequently opening the ingredients he had in the spatial bracelet. Taking a look through, he decided to have an outdoor BBQ immediately. Liam stepped quickly outside, telling his Alphas:

"Go gather a little dry branches for me, the straight, thick kind about the size of a wrist; don’t take the small branches!"

The four Alphas: "..." What should they do when their young master kept making these bizarre requests?

Despite thinking that, these people still labored to run off and find dry branches for Liam. Planet Sirius had many dead trees, therefore it only took them a little over half an hour to gather a pile of dry firewood as tall as a two-story building. Liam told them to stack the firewood into a pile in the empty clearing, subsequently issuing an order clearly and boldly:

"Follow the instructions I give. First, use the magnetic guns to enclose this pile of dry firewood within a closed magnetic field; after five seconds, change the effect of the laser guns from armor-piercing to thermal resonance, and fire straight into the pile of firewood for me.

Burn for about a minute. When the temperature reaches eight hundred degrees Celsius, stop firing the laser guns, increase the power of the magnetic guns, and create a force overclocking pulse within one second. After that, release cooling gas directly for seven seconds."

Liam emphasized: "Remember every step and the timing I instructed carefully."

The four Alphas nodded: "We have recorded it into the smart system."

They herded Liam to an area very far away from the empty clearing, only then standing in a circle around the pile of firewood at a sufficient distance.

Gabriel directly unfastened the crest pinned to the chest of his shirt, tossing it into the air. A Mecha over three meters tall appeared in the air, did a flip, and landed on the ground in a crouching posture, resting on one knee.

The entire body of the Mecha was silver, the edge details trimmed in gold; the forehead and chest of the Mecha bore a stylized V emblem resembling an Eagle’s beak and wings. Its back protruded slightly; when in attack mode, this part would transform into two pairs of wings manufactured from rare materials. These wings were not for flying, but were used as two extremely sharp blades, capable of slicing off the mechanical arms of enemy mechas in close combat.

The Mechas of the other three people were exactly the same, but the functions would differ depending on their combat skills.

Liam’s two eyes turned into stars once again; Nirvana could not stop itself from uttering words of praise either: [Not bad. For a 2S world to be able to create a Mecha of this level, no wonder the Hall family’s status has remained unsurpassed for nearly a thousand years.]

Liam raised his chin high, speaking with a little pride: [Of course. The Hall family is the only family that can manufacture S-grade Mechas.] He said to Nirvana: [If there weren’t so many restrictions, I truly would want to bring that 5S mineral stone to give to Alexander.]

Nirvana rolled its eyes in contempt: [They aren’t truly your family members either; what are you proud of?]

Liam scoffed: [Right now they are. Don’t try to find ways to put me down. Ah, they’re starting; don’t distract me.]

Nirvana gave a snort: [Using Mechas to make charcoal, only you could think of it. A waste of heaven’s bounty.]

Liam refused to answer, only concentrating on watching the several Mechas working. The sudden appearance of several high-grade Mechas naturally attracted everyone’s attention.

Leonardo and Daniel thought there was an enemy attack; they ran hurriedly toward Liam. The Mason family guards surrounded the three people in the middle, drawing their guns, adopting a protective stance.

The Alphas on the construction spaceship also stopped work immediately, switching the spaceship from industrial to combat mode in the blink of an eye.

Liam: "..."