This Is Really Not Mechanical Ascension Chapter 482

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This day, Benny watched in amazement as Connet walked through the main gate, “Excellency Connet!”

Since his last remarkable demonstration of power, Connet had all but disappeared; this was a rare appearance.

It was unknown whether it was scheduled in advance, or coincidentally picked during Li Ming’s work hours.

In the laboratory, everyone was present.

Connet’s long absence had not gone unnoticed and had raised suspicions among them.

The energy capacity limits of individual life forms were well known to these A-Level life forms; they also speculated that perhaps the previous outburst had introduced some hidden dangers.

However, suspicions were all they had, as the Torch Organization consisted of more than just Connet, an A-Level life form.

Connet gave a slight nod as a greeting, his gaze landing on the most important Sublimator, which was nearly half-complete, a pleasing progress.

Although he hadn’t visited the lab many times, he received daily updates on the progress.

Yet, seeing the initial prototype in person, some waves of emotion uncontrollably stirred within him.

“Thank you all for your hard work…” he said with a solemn expression.

“The sooner we complete it, the sooner we can possess what we need,” Des commented blandly.

Connet didn’t mind his attitude, eyeing the prototype Sublimator a few more times before turning to speak with others.

“What’s the situation with the Red River Star Stream, any news from the Land of Stars?” Li Ming asked, having been at the Torch Organization base for over a month.

Everyone was clueless about the outside world, which might have been fine otherwise, but these recent times were not peaceful; a month was enough for earth-shaking changes to occur.

Everyone else looked over.

After a moment of contemplation, Connet spoke, “The Land of Stars has been annihilated by Asimara, probably the biggest news recently.”

“The Land of Stars has been annihilated?” Benny looked somewhat astonished, as it was an area considered a malignant tumor by several nearby star clusters, though not the first attempt to purge it.

This time it was successful.

Des’s eyes glittered, feeling even more fortunate about his quick escape.

Asimara was unstoppable indeed.

The crowd was noticeably startled, with Jesaya adding,

“Theo and the other two are here; the Land of Stars only had two A-Level life forms left, under Asimara’s control, it naturally couldn’t cause any ripples.”

Asimara was steadily advancing. Ming also silently lamented and continued, “When is the Tidal Period of the Red River Star Stream expected, and with Core Relics being closely monitored by Asimara, it seems we won’t have much chance to act.”

Connet hesitated before speaking, “This tidal period is a bit later than estimated, the Interstellar Alliance’s Cosmic Disaster Monitoring Bureau gave a rough timeline of around sixty days.”

The Tidal Period of the Red River Star Stream had never followed any pattern, only key data could predict it.

“Sixty days, more time than we anticipated,” they mused silently, taking a relieved breath.

Li Ming pondered; in two months, his development progress should surpass 60%, but after two rates of decay, reaching 90% seemed challenging.

Although not achieving 90%, his Genetic Seeds belonged to the top tier, further enhanced by the residual power of the Casablanca Flower.

Even if not reaching 60%, the regular Energy Level should touch A-Level; by then, my strength will undergo a drastic transformation.

During this time, I should devise a way to shear some benefits from the Torch Organization, upgrade the remaining primary Controlled Objects to A-Level, and rightfully intervene in the battlefield, reveling in triumph.

No need to remain a war correspondent, always straining my mind.

Li Ming couldn’t help but look forward to it, but immediately shook his head.

No, caution is still necessary, rampant triumph is not advisable, he reminded himself.

Hmm… A-Level Genetic Seeds also needed scheduling, his thoughts unconsciously drifted, but he immediately reined them in.

Thinking too far ahead, focus on the present.

While he spoke solemnly, others also chatted with Connet, mostly formalities, and within ten minutes, Connet left.

Only after Connet’s departure did the other lab personnel dare to speak, voices murmuring softly.

Des frowned slightly; he disliked this kind of working environment. Previously, these people wouldn’t dare to act this way.

But recently, the attitudes of several big Mechanics had softened, which led these people to gradually loosen up.

“Why did the leader suddenly come to the lab? Aren’t experiment reports submitted daily?” murmured voices filled the air,

Close to Des, the familiar lab personnel had green hair, from the Sela people.

“The leader comes whenever he wants, what, should we inform Lord Luo’er?” another person jested.

“Get lost, I guess, maybe the leader is about to leave…” Luo’er whispered, moving closer to the magnetic oscillation analyzer, the energy resonance waves blending with their sound waves.

But Des, being closest to them, still faintly heard a few words, his eyes suddenly gleaming sharply.

“The leader is leaving? How do you know?” another person looked shocked.

“Quiet down…” Luo’er pulled him, “I have a friend in the storage department, a large batch of materials is being moved frequently, he spoke vaguely, but those are highly confidential and precious materials.”

“Ordinary Firework Masters don’t have the authority to move them.”

“Enough, stop talking,” the person’s face turned anxious, voice low.

Luo’er seemed to realize he had said too much and quickly shut his mouth, continuing his work.