This Is Really Not Mechanical Ascension Chapter 544

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Regarding Feder, there has been no news for two or three days, the latest information obtained is–

Asimara indeed canceled a series of pre-established operational plans and has recalled many of the dispersed staff.

However, because the Tidal Period still hasn’t truly arrived, they haven’t left the Land of Stars for the time being.

Li Ming stretched his body, instantly producing a series of crackling sounds from his bones; he took a deep breath, his eyes were sore and his mouth felt dry.

It has been six days since his last break. Normally, he would maintain no less than eighteen hours of development time each day.

Nothing much was happening during this period, so he might as well stay awake continuously; his body was still holding up, but mentally it was truly tedious.

About to taste bland as a bird, he went out.

In the middle deck of the main ship, at a corner of the cafeteria, there was a small metal round table, laden heavily with various dishes and several bottles of wine that had been opened.

Occasional Torch Organization staff members who would come to the cafeteria took one look at the few people in the corner and their faces would drastically change before they, not caring for their hunger, hastily left.

Sandro’s bulky body nearly occupied the space of two or three people, the purple wine bottle he gripped was gulped down like a health tonic.

He turned to Jesaya beside him, “Crybaby, why aren’t you drinking?”

Sandro intentionally said, “Oh, I almost forgot, you’ve already undergone mechanical augmentation. If you want any flavor, just modify the neural signal directly, too bad there’s no motor oil here.”

Jesaya didn’t bother with him, his tone laced with faint sarcasm: “Who would’ve thought, one day, we few would work under the same person.”

When he spoke, neither Sandro nor Ulrich showed any reaction, but Theo frowned slightly, yet didn’t retort.

“I hope this time, you guys won’t harbor a second heart again.” After saying so, Jesaya cracked a smile; his Mimicry skin showed no metallic traits, pretending to suddenly realize, “Oh, I forgot, Lord Azure Dragon is not Mr. Monroe. He really does kill people.”

“Don’t speak in such a gloomy and ambiguous way. Who has a second heart?”

Sandro crushed the bottle into powdered glass tea in his palm, his expression unusually solemn as he gravely said:

“Jesaya, make yourself clear. When Mr. Monroe was around, who harbored a second heart?”

“You all know in your hearts.” Jesaya gave a cold snort, and Sandro’s face turned beet red.

Ulrich spoke unhurriedly, “Jesaya, I know you are loyal to Mr. Monroe and think the several of us betrayed Mr. Monroe.”

“But the truth is, it wasn’t so.”

Ulrich continued indifferently, “More than forty years ago, Mr. Monroe ’mysteriously disappeared’, that was what they said, but in fact, Mr. Monroe was defeated by a formidable enemy…”

“In that situation, what do you want us to do? Avenge Mr. Monroe? Who could do that?”

“Hmph…” Sandro said through gritted teeth, “After Mr. Monroe disappeared, I’ve searched for him, but you lot, tight-lipped as welded iron gates, no one willing to tell me the truth.”

Jesaya sneered, “So, you couldn’t wait to divide up Mr. Monroe’s legacy?”

“Nobody could unite everyone. The split was bound to happen.” Ulrich’s expression remained indifferent.

“In the end, it’s nothing more than cowardice.” Jesaya continued to scoff, “You’re not going to say now, that you’ve held the Land of Stars, always upholding Mr. Monroe’s orders.”

“What’s the significance of all these now?” Theo spoke indifferently, “Over forty years have passed, people’s hearts change, what was thought at the time is no longer important, Mr. Monroe has fallen, it’s all in the past.”

Everyone fell into silence, and Jesaya’s face was expressionless; this was the most crucial part, time would grind everything away.

Even if at the time they all were still loyal to Mr. Monroe, with so many years gone by, there’s nothing left.

Ulrich’s gaze flickered, “Actually, there’s something I’ve always been unsure of.”

Everyone looked over, puzzled.

“I actually never saw Mr. Monroe completely perish,” Ulrich said in a low voice.

“What do you mean?” Sandro glowered with wide eyes.

Ulrich’s gaze became distant: “Back then, Mr. Monroe was punished by the enemy using a special technique and was ultimately overpowered, but the result was just an embarrassing escape.”

Theo narrowed his eyes slightly, emitting a dangerous aura, “Ulrich, you swore an oath to me back then, telling me that Mr. Monroe had fallen.”

“There’s no difference…” Ulrich shook his head, “I just didn’t see it with my own eyes. Afterwards, I investigated carefully that green liquid that covered half of Mr. Monroe’s mechanical body, it’s Star Abyss Empire’s special weapon against mechanical bodies, called ’nano-curse’; once deployed, it’s deadly to metal materials.”

“Nano-curse…” Theo fell silent, his voice chilling, “I’m familiar with it, the lethal plague of mechanical bodies. The Star Abyss Empire has used it to annihilate multiple mechanical body legions, even civilizations.”

“Not even a Casting Star Mechanic could find a thorough solution.”

“So, Mr. Monroe had no hope of surviving…” Ulrich stopped mid-sentence, then suddenly turned to look at Jesaya with a scrutinizing gaze, “Why aren’t you surprised, curious, questioning, or angry?”

“Jesaya, I’ve always been curious, who performed your mechanical augmentation?”

Jesaya’s heart skipped a beat, and he said sternly, “It’s none of your business.”

Ulrich paused for a moment, then shifted the topic, “I’m curious, since when have you been on such good terms with Lord Azure Dragon? You’ve only met him once, right?”

“The act of attacking the Torch Organization, such classified and major issues, all were told to you.”