Mechanical Alchemist-Chapter 520 519 Going to Dragon Country

The Magic Emperor "Harris III" was dead.

Su Lun stared at the body on the projection crystal, half of which had been disintegrated, a heavy look in his eyes.

Actually, if Harris III had been guarded by a traditional professional of the eighth rank, he would not have fallen so easily.

Unfortunately, he was protected only by mechanical warriors.

These warriors, created for the purpose of war, were indeed fierce in battle, but ultimately fell short against some arcane techniques.

[S-009-Universal Truths]practically counteracted every tactic the mechanical warriors had.

Su Lun felt a hint of helplessness in his heart, "So strong, unstoppable..."

It was not so much a weakness of the mechanical warriors as that their opponent was much too special.

With the blessing of a True God, the power of the beings from the divine race could not be judged by ordinary standards.

The more Su Lun gathered intelligence and understood about the divine plane, the more he realized how troublesome this Frank was to deal with.

The Holy Army he had encountered previously was one in a billion experts, while the divine race individuals with the three-eyed anomaly were top talents that even gods would scramble to nurture.

In the divine plane, Frank was a Saint Heir whom even the emperors of great empires would kneel before, a true "God-Infused Vessel" capable of bearing the will of the deities.

In the few months they had not seen each other, his innate combat power reached the standard of the eighth rank, plus his bug-like talents, if he really wanted to leave, not even ninth rank professionals could be sure to stop him.

Especially with the constant protection of a god.

With this thought, a rare light flashed in Su Lun's eyes.

An unbeatable enemy, that truly provided no solution.

Back when he had just touched the surface of Alchemy, he always thought there were taller people to handle the sky if it fell.

But now, as he stepped into the seventh rank and touched the threshold of top-level professionals, he realized that he had become one of those "taller people."

With the outbreak of the planar war, it was people like them who were at the forefront.

Lower-level professionals might become cannon fodder or lead a slave's life, but the higher the rank of the professionals, the more desperately they had to struggle.

And not to mention life and death, he gradually nurtured the idea of wanting to pass on the marvelous Alchemy that had made him what he was, and this thought grew ever stronger.

...

Inside the laboratory, the silence was such that one could hear a pin drop.

Number Nineteen furrowed her brows deeply as if considering whether she could withstand that strike from before.

And Miss Dora, the Marshal Mafa, her gaze was sharp as a blade; she watched her Imperial Emperor be publicly executed, and as a professional soldier, the veins on the back of her hands bulged, clearly unsettled.

Su Lun glanced at the brain in front of him. Since "Lucien" did not speak, neither did he.

The death of an emperor, although impactful on public opinion, did not cause a significant loss to the military power of Mafa.

However, it wasn't long before more bad news arrived.

That calm voice spoke again, "I have just conducted eight war game simulations with the information we have, but each one results in the same dire outcome. The planar passage will become more and more stable, and even if we are fully prepared, the Mafa Empire will collapse within a maximum of five years. Within ten years, the entire Alchemy plane will fall. Judging solely by the current military power of our Alchemy plane, defeat is certain..."

Upon hearing these words, Su Lun's brow furrowed, and the faces of Dora and Number Nineteen changed simultaneously.

"War game simulation" is usually used in warfare between two nations, where strategists and think tanks make projections based on existing intelligence, predicting outcomes in advance.

The more complete the intelligence, the more accurate the simulation will be.

If a person were making the judgment, they might be influenced by subjective consciousness, but the one in front of them...

After witnessing this brain's precise simulation capabilities, Su Lun certainly had no doubts about its abilities.

Moreover, this conclusion had also been reached in previous discussions with Mr. Jing.

The current Alchemy plane was like prey trapped in a pit, surrounded by hunters wielding guns; without an escape, death was the inevitable conclusion.

Because this was anticipated, Su Lun was not surprised and listened calmly for what came next.

Since a result had been calculated, he too wanted to hear how this ace of Mafa planned to respond.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lucien asked a question that didn't seem to follow from what had been said before, "Young friend Su Lun, do you know why I asked Dora to invite you to meet in the library?"

Su Lun's thoughts raced, and he speculated, "Because... dawn?"

"Your intuition is sharp."

Lucien's voice contained a note of anthropomorphic praise as he continued, "Under normal circumstances, the Alchemy plane has no chance of victory in this situation. It seems to be a predetermined fate. But... the universe hides many secrets. Fate can determine 99.99% of the causes and consequences, but there is a fraction that is 'chaotic variable'."

Su Lun: "Variable?"

Lucien: "Yes! This stems from my understanding after I acquired Sir Isaac's Alchemy Manuscript. That Demigod who masters 'fate' left those alchemic notes as a variable and hope for this era."

Su Lun: "So, you think our Dawn is a variable?"

"No, not at all."

Lucien denied this conjecture, saying, "In the deductions I just made, I calculated all known factors, and even after Mr. Jing from your organization advanced to the ninth order, the result of defeat remains the same."

"..."

Su Lun listened with an unchanged expression because Mr. Jing had also said such things.

Planar wars could not be reversed by a single ninth order.

He asked, "So... what do you mean?"

Lucien said, "Dawn is the first light of the night, even if the plane invasion ends in defeat, civilization needs to have seeds of continuation. The result of the war is the inevitable collapse of both great empires. And with the principles of your Dawn and what you've done, no other organization is more suited than yours."

"..."

Su Lun, hearing this, realized that this person was already making the worst contingency plans.

Although he had suspected it earlier, hearing it outright gave one a sense of looming crisis, as if the edifice was about to fall.

The laboratory was filled with a heavy sense of despondency.

Miss Dora and Number Nineteen also listened with solemn expressions.

Lucien continued, "You have the complete blueprints for 'Sky Fortress,' may I see them first? Of course, I can assure you that only I will know about these blueprints."

"Of course."

Su Lun did not hesitate this time and directly brought out the complete blueprints.

A thick stack of detailed blueprints appeared in the air of the laboratory.

After a good while, Lucien said again, "With these blueprints, there's a greater hope for the continuation of civilization's fire."

He asked, "Su Lun, my friend, you wouldn't mind if I used these blueprints for the continuation of civilization, would you?"

Su Lun: "Of course, I wouldn't mind."

The laboratory grew quiet for a while, as if the half-mechanical being was deducing something once more.

Suddenly, Lucien's rational and nearly cold-blooded tone resumed, "Dora, notify your grandfather to have the military act immediately to forcibly seize parliamentary power, and enter Mafa into a state of emergency. Execute these three plans immediately: First, agree to an alliance with Luying, establish a defensive line on Luying's east coast, move all the imperial shipyards and mechanical industries to Luying in succession, and prepare explosive facilities, so that once overrun, immediately blow up the shipyards and docks in the overrun areas; second, build a secret offshore Steel Ship Island, prepare to relocate to the Far West Wasteland Sea to preserve the fire of civilization; third, strategically retreat near the portals, extend the battle lines, and prepare for a long-term guerrilla war..."

Three decisions that could change the fate of Mafa were pronounced just like that.

Su Lun was also greatly shocked by what he heard.

After all, with the planar gateway located in Mafa, moving the shipyards and mechanical industries to Luying, after the inevitable defeat, would not provide the divine plane with sufficient means to cross the sea. As long as no demigods directly intervened, the strait could prolong the war for many more years.

This decision was practically a declaration that the Mafa Empire was about to be dissolved.

Miss Dora listened with a grave expression.

Yet Su Lun asked, "Senior seems to care not at all about the royal heritage of the Mafa Empire?"

Lucien replied, "To civilization, an emperor is just an emperor. Even if it's an old friend's descendant, I don't think their hereditary claims to the throne are a good thing for the mechanical alchemical civilization. When Kun Shield and I established the Mechanical Empire, we had already come to this understanding. What we wanted to build was a nation of mechanical alchemy with academic freedom, not a traditional empire serving for the enjoyment of privileges. Moreover, history has proven that mechanics skilled at research are inevitably not qualified rulers. The Mafa economy is now nearly controlled by arms dealers, which is not a good trend. It's best to let the military strip away the powers before chaos ensues, to minimize the trouble."

After a pause, he added, "In contrast, the dexterity of Empress Ekaterina of the Luying Empire is more fitting to be a wise monarch. If anyone is suitable for this war, it's her. Uniting the forces of the two great empires to resist the invasion may still bring miracles while we wait."

"..."

Su Lun pondered upon hearing this.

It made sense, but could such a large empire simply dissolve?

He wasn't very clear on the internal situation in Mafa, but since Lucien had made these arrangements, he must be confident.

As for the blueprints of 'Sky Fortress,' that was the last resort.

Far West had an endless Wasteland Sea, with abundant resources. The only issue was the lack of land for human habitation. If a steel city could be built at sea, that could resolve the long-term survival problem. Converting Sky Fortress for marine use would be hardly any difficulty.

The worst outcome would be Luying completely falling after several years, and the remaining alchemists escaping to Far West Wasteland Sea on the Steel Ship Island, preserving the fire of civilization at sea.

...

The three directives took into account the present, the future, and the worst-case plans.

Su Lun had nothing much to say.

At this moment, Lucien said, "As compensation for the earlier exchange of intelligence... Do you have any needs, Su Lun? I heard from Dora that you need a group of advanced mechanics to build the 'Sky Fortress'? That's no problem at all. I can give you a list, with some very talented neutral mechanics from the Mechanics Guild. I will arrange for recommendation letters to be written; you can take them, and even a large group of excellent apprentices. If possible, I hope you can keep them alive during the war. As for equipment and factories, that's not a problem either."

"Mm."

Su Lun sighed softly.

The most important purpose of his visit to the Imperial Capital of Mafa, Capitron, was to find people and equipment to build the parts for the 'Sky Fortress.'

Now that he had perfectly achieved this, his heart felt immensely heavy.

With Lucien speaking up, the team of Mechanics that Su Lun recruited ended up even better than expected, and they definitely got the best equipment.

He also understood that this move was to retain some talent for the lineage of mechanical alchemy.

Lucien went on to say, "There's one more thing... if possible, I would like my disciple, Miss Dora, to join your Dawn as well. She's a natural-born Mechanic and will surely be a great help to you. Moreover, her talent is of extraordinary significance to your 'Sky War Castle.' She has also merged with the 'God Profaner,' which gives her immense potential for future development. She would be the perfect central control system for the war castle. With her, you could get rid of countless cumbersome and needless control systems and save unnecessary personnel, greatly enhancing operational efficiency. And for her, the war castle would also serve as an excellent mechanical body..."

Miss Dora?

When Su Lun had seen Lucien's existence form, he had guessed the path of Dora's future advancement.

Their research direction was "mechanical life"!

A colossal mechanical castle with such a powerful intelligence control system would indeed see a tremendous enhancement, even a transformation.

But... this is a girl we're talking about.

Hearing this, Su Lun turned to look at Dora, who was beside him.

With nothing to hide, Dora calmly said, "My dream is to become a mechanical life form."

Seeing her expression, Su Lun knew her conviction was incredibly firm.

Mechanics is a belief.

In Mafa, the trend of mechanical modifications to become perfect mechanical warriors was already a thing, and it wasn't something unacceptable.

Understanding this, Su Lun said, "Good! Welcome, Miss Dora, to Dawn!"

Listening to this response, Dora's emotions were neither jubilant nor sad as she simply remarked, "Thank you. It's an honor for me."

In the reflection of Su Lun in her eyes, she murmured in her heart, Am I going to become this guy's partner from now on?

Having said this, Su Lun asked another question, "Senior, what about you? Do you have any plans?"

"Me?"

Lucien replied, "The Mechanical Empire was established by Quinton and myself, so naturally, I have to keep protecting it."

Su Lun could sense the firmness in Lucien's calm tone.

However, Lucien didn't seem inclined to continue on this topic and instead asked, "Since you are my disciple's partner, Su Lun, is there anything else you need? While the situation isn't too bad yet, I might still be able to offer you some help."

At these words, Su Lun pondered for a moment. Materials and money he did not lack, and now he had a destination for mechanics and factories, seeming to have no further needs from Mafa.

He said, "If possible... I would like a backup of the books from the Mafa Royal Library. I have a relatively safe storage space where those books would be well-preserved."

Normally, to prevent damage to the collections, the Royal Library would make backups of any copies that could be duplicated, much like Luying's mirror library.

Hearing this request, Lucien immediately agreed, "That's a small matter. I also have been thinking about relocating the library, so having a part of it with you, Su Lun, seems appropriate."

As he spoke, he added, "Dora, the access to the academy's backup library has been opened for you, please take care of this matter first. Then take out 'Isaac's Alchemy Manuscript' from the royal treasury and give it to Su Lun."

Dora replied, "Yes, teacher."

...

Su Lun and Number Nineteen followed Dora out of the underground laboratory.

Outside, chaos reigned.

Emperor Harris of Mafa had been killed, plunging the entire imperial city into disorder.

It wasn't long before the military announced temporary control over the parliament and also revealed the real identity of the attackers as the divine offspring of the Heavenly Gods, with a nation-wide manhunt underway.

As for the rest, everything proceeded in the shadows.

The death of an emperor caused some turmoil but did not have a significant impact.

The three orders issued by Lucien were not known to the public, after all, such commands would cause only panic and serve no other purpose.

The Mafa imperial capital, Capitron, also returned to its usual calm.

Some arms dealers who had sniffed out the situation and were ready to stir up trouble were secretly executed...

Su Lun did not get involved in the undercurrents beneath that calm surface. He spent most of the day in the library, taking in the reserve books from the Mafa Royal Library.

Together with the previous collection from the Luying Royal Library, the small void realm now housed the most extensive collection of knowledge in this realm.

He stayed for two more days.

Su Lun then transported over a dozen necessary mechanical factories and numerous laboratories of various sizes.

It was quite a coincidence that most of these were initially prepared for Princess Stika, to be taken to the North Sea.

With access provided by the current President of the Mechanical Alchemy Guild, Dora gathered all the Mechanics listed by Lucien smoothly. This included two 'Supreme Mechanics' who were deputy presidents, along with nearly ten thousand Mechanics of various levels, and their significant families, bringing the total number to several tens of thousands.

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Fortunately, after the expansion, the small void realm was large enough to comfortably accommodate this group of Mechanics.

It was only after entering the small void realm that Miss Dora revealed the truth to everyone, and they understood that they were part of the legacy left by the lineage of Mechanics and Alchemists.

In the small void realm, everyone began to forge components for the "Sky War Fort."

...

On this day.

The fifth day after the assassination attempt on the Magic Emperor.

Hundreds of kilometers from the Magic Empire's coastline, a massive black-sailed ship was sailing on the azure sea, the Eternal Night Emperor.

With the entire country of Mafa mobilized for war, Su Lun did not linger long, for he had to go to Dragon Country.

The sea breeze was gentle, and the sunlight was just right, as seagulls scavenged for bread crumbs in the cracks of the ship's deck.

Su Lun sat atop the mast, enjoying the sea breeze, with Qian Tiao by his side.

He opened the newly received "Isaac's Alchemy Manuscript I" and was instantly engrossed.

This was the notebook for crafting the "God Profaner."

But there was also this passage on the manuscript's title page, "The reason for human bewilderment lies in the limitations of cognition. But what is the essence of the cognition of high-level cosmic laws above the ninth rank? What restricts us from understanding that part of the content? Is it a deficiency in the plane laws? No, it's not just that! After my research, I've discovered that some indescribable existence seems to have imposed a 'divine prohibition' or 'cognitive threshold' on lesser beings, limiting ordinary humans from coveting the abilities beyond the divine rank. To break through this cognitive barrier, I've taken many roundabout paths... So I came up with this idea: Can mortals understand the world as seen through the eyes of a divine rank being by some means? The human brain is clearly not up to the task, but some brainy beings in the universe can. Since I have this idea, then let's solve the problem with an alchemical implant!"

"So 'Demigod' means this..."

Upon reading this content, Su Lun gained a more accurate appreciation of Sir Isaac's power for the first time.

When that Demigod wrote this manuscript, he had already crossed that cognitive threshold towards godhood.

It was only the fragmentation of the alchemy plane's laws that restricted him from igniting the divine fire and condensing his divinity.

"Demigod" was not just a term of respect from others, but also a rank reflecting his own power.

Su Lun read through the notes carefully.

Having previously witnessed the impressive finished implant crafted by Lucien, he also wanted to know what exotic materials were needed for this implant.

As soon as he looked, he found that the main material was a biological brain, almost any kind could suffice as long as it could withstand the forging process.

But naturally, Su Lun wanted the best.

So the choice that struck him as the most suitable were the Matriarch Worm, Abyssal Evil Eye, Fallen King, Nightmare, and Titan Queen Bee...

Theoretically, the larger the proportion of the brain to body size, the better the intellect and the more suitable it is as the main material.

But all the best options have a touch of mythology to them and are extremely hard to find.

Like Lucien's "Nightmare Unicorn," which was one of the premium A-grade options. However, such a divine beast's bloodline is rare and hard to find, so it's uncertain whether another could be found in this plane.

In Su Lun's laboratory, some Matriarch Worm larvae had been bred, but such low-level beings were not sufficient for his needs.

Then, Su Lun continued reading.

Until he saw the name of one of the creatures in the S-grade main material options that even Sir Isaac himself thought was the perfect choice: the Void Mother.

"The brain of the 'Void Mother' possesses high potential for growth and is among the most powerful known beings, making it the perfect choice for the implant..."

Su Lun paid attention to this option because he had previously encountered a gateway to a void plane in the northern seas.

In that cursed space, he also saw a Matriarch Worm that had mutated from a human, of an exceptionally high rank.

Old Crow gained the ability of bidirectional transformation by eating a piece of meat from that Void Mother.

When Su Lun himself advanced to the fifth rank and merged with the "Voidwalker's Portal," he also learned the spatial coordinates where that creature was banished. Previously, he had no capacity to touch that plane. But now, equipped with the Divine King's "Space-Time Ring," theoretically, with sufficient energy, he could unleash that Divine Art and connect to the banishment coordinates.

"If that banished, mutated Void Mother is still alive... can I bring it back and kill it to harvest materials?"

The thought flashed through Su Lun's mind and was just as quickly dismissed.

While the lifespan of Void Mothers is vast, if that creature was not dead, it might be a divine rank being by now, capable of dimensional descending, impossible to kill.

But once the thought emerged, his thoughts began to wander.

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Having finally found a perfect choice, Su Lun was unwilling to simply give it up.

If there are no conditions, then create the conditions.

Suddenly!

An outlandish idea popped into his mind, "Eh... what if I transport that thing to the Divine Plane? Surely the gods there could kill it, right?"

"That's not right either. If it gets killed then, the materials won't be easy to recover. Moreover, how could it be transported there..."

The Eternal Night continued its ceaseless voyage across the sea, and Su Lun's thoughts drifted further away.

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