Made by God Chapter 71:
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The scale of this joint military exercise is very large. The scene where thousands of mechas were activated at the same time shocked many people. The shock waves caused by the jets spread out in circles. If there is no energy film protection, I am afraid it will The stands were overturned.
Qi Ze first went to meet with His Majesty the Emperor and the head of the Federation, and had a discussion with them for a while before returning to Li Ziqian. He announced his identity as an orphan of the Sea Emperor, but he was not timid at all when he encountered such a big scene. Even in the face of the most powerful figures in the Black Eye galaxy, he was able to speak freely. So gradually, some people speculated that he was a descendant of a hidden family, and others speculated that he came from an alien system and was a survivor of China, but no matter what kind of speculation, his identity was coated with a layer of mystery.
His handsome face, elegant manners, and old-fashioned conversation made him quickly become a star sought after by the people of the Empire.
The mech match was very exciting, but there were still dozens of flying video cameras around Master Qi. Qi Ze waited a little impatiently, and asked quietly, "When will Yan Junyu appear?"
"He should be the finale, and he won't play until the end of the game." Li Ziqian hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking, "Are you waiting for him?"
"Otherwise, why should I come to Ares? A sightseeing holiday?" Qi Ze waved his hand, "I hate socializing the most."
Li Ziqian smiled without saying a word, and suddenly felt disappointed when he looked down at the audience. In fact, he didn't like this kind of occasion very much, but he was willing to make a change for someone...The next game, both of them were unintentionally watching, one was thinking about things in a trance, the other was playing games with his head down. Ouyang Ye and Meng Kui were quite happy in it, their two heads together, chatting enthusiastically.
After the competition, the Federation and the Empire sent two super mechas to perform fancy performances at the same time. Even if there was no performance or firepower display, the people watched them with gusto. Qi Ze's extremely shiny eyes turned into dead fish eyes, and gritted his teeth, "This is the most attractive link in the legend? It's not as good as the match! Why don't they fight? Jump up and down in the sky, and occasionally separate. , Occasionally cross, occasionally somersault, who won’t?"
Li Ziqian smiled bitterly, "The firepower of the super mech is too powerful. Once you fight in the air, don't mention the audience below, I am afraid that even the Ares stars will be destroyed. Who dares to play it for real? The people just watched it lively."
Qi Ze was like a deflated ball, slumped in the chair and didn't want to move. If he knew it was this kind of performance, why did he travel all the way around this time? How good is it to refine at home? Just thinking of this, the two super mechas ended the performance and began to slowly descend, but somehow, one of them suddenly lost balance and fell from the air. It was Kai Yang driven by Yan Junyu.
"Ahhhh, what's going on?" The audience screamed in fright, and the VIPs in the VIP area also changed their colors. Mu Ran, who was about to drink water, let go of his hand, dropped the cup, and dropped many drops of water on his legs. But he didn't feel it at all. He just opened his eyes as much as possible and watched this scene nervously. When the mecha was about to bottom out, he finally turned aside and couldn't bear to witness it.
Qi Ze, who was soft as dough in the last second, stood up suddenly in the next second. Because there were people sitting around him and there was nowhere to go out, he jumped onto the table without thinking about it, stepping on the shoulders of others and rushing down the stands. He panicked and always felt that something would happen. However, just a few meters away, the out-of-control mecha suddenly ignited the jet, turning the deadlock with a beautiful leap, and landing safely.
The public holographic screen immediately played the picture of the fireworks in full bloom, and then rewinded to the previous scene over and over again, and marked the distance between the open sun and the ground, half a meter, only half a meter, they would collide together, forming a powerful The shock wave entrained all the spectators in the stands and stirred them into flesh.
There is no doubt that this is one of the most dangerous items in fancy performance-extreme fall. The controller will suddenly turn off the engine after the mecha rises to a high altitude, allowing it to fall in a free fall, turn on the engine at the fastest speed when it is half a meter above the ground, pull up the mecha, and complete the leaping, turning and landing actions.
Many life-threatening mecha pilots like to do this, but they use civilian mechas, which are lightweight and easy to control. Few people do this action with fighter armor, let alone super mecha. The sensitivity of the super mecha is higher than that of any mecha, but to control it flexibly, the total amount of mental power that needs to be mobilized is also very large. If the mental power can't keep up, you will lose it. It is still a small matter to get hurt yourself, and to crush several heads of state, that is a major issue involving national security.
No one understands why Yan Junyu suddenly played this hand when it was over. Fortunately, his courage was proportional to his strength. The action was done clean and beautiful, which terrified the audience and gave the empire a lot. A look back. Cheers and applause echoed above the stands, and the leaders of various countries stood up and applauded.
The audience whose shoulders and heads were stepped on by Qi Ze was originally very angry. When he fixed his eyes, he turned out to be Master Qi. He quickly took his anger and put on a flattering smile. They held up Master Qi, carefully returned the person to his seat, and comforted him not to worry. It was just a performance just now and there was no problem.
"Really okay?" Qi Ze thanked everyone and said in Li Ziqian's ear, "I still don't know what character Yan Junyu is? He is very safe. The more he meets the big scene, the heavier he gets. Hold your breath, I will never do such a reckless performance without saying hello. What kind of limit falls, I think the mecha is out of order!"
"It might not have been greeted, what if it was an egg arranged by the military? I'll ask someone to ask." Li Ziqian patted the young man on the shoulder, and then asked Meng Kui to find Patriarch Li who was sitting on the rostrum.
"It's definitely not a mecha malfunction, it's a limit drop!" Ouyang Ye was completely conquered by Marshal Yan, and said excitedly, "Damn, I knew Yan Junyu was such a handsome man, I would have hugged him a long time ago. Golden thighs! His skills in driving mechas are superb, even cooler than the last time I cut ten modified mechas in a row! Alas, look, he is down!" The words fell towards the field.
Yan Junyu jumped out of the mecha, reached out his hand to shake hands with the federal pilot, and paid a military salute to the stand, and then stepped out of the arena, calmly and unhurriedly in every move, nothing like a dangerous situation. Qi Ze stared at him for a while, then looked at the old man Yan who was sitting on the rostrum, smiling and clapping his hands, and then let go of his high-hanging heart. It's fine if nothing happens.
But he didn't know that the embarrassing behavior of climbing onto the table with his hands and feet, and stepping on the head and shoulders of the people down the stands, had already been transmitted to the star network by the flight camera. Netizens began to speculate about his true relationship with Yan Shaozhu, and stated with conviction that Master Qi must have a deep love for Yan Shaozhu, so he was so anxious.
At the moment, Qi Ze doesn't know that his scandal has become a post-dinner conversation among the people of the entire galaxy, and is trying to call Yan Junyu. There was no response on the other end, and it took about twenty minutes before calling back. The voice sounded hoarse, "Ozawa, what's the matter?"
"Nothing happened to you, right?" The flustered feeling struck again, making Qi Ze frowned.
"I’m fine. I’m a bit tired after preparing for a military exercise recently. Did you scare you?" Yan Junyu smiled softly, "Don’t worry, it’s a pre-arranged project. This is the home of the Empire. Distinguished guests to see the strength of the empire."
"It really scared me," Qi Ze said frankly without being hypocritical, "I thought you had an accident. Don't play like this in the future, you will lose your life if you don't do it."
"I know." Yan Junyu was silent for a long time before continuing to speak, "I have something to do. I have not returned for the past two months. Take care of yourself. Don't be picky eaters. Don't starve yourself. Don't just plunge into the studio. Forgot to rest..."
"Okay, okay, I'm not a two or three-year-old kid, and I won't stop when I get upset." Qi Ze was most afraid of listening to him, so he quickly cut off the phone and rubbed his ears.
This was the last time the two met. After the call, Yan Junyu did not return to the dormitory, and the number of calls and text messages gradually decreased. Qi Ze was busy building Li Ziqian's body, but he didn't care much, and one month passed without knowing it.
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Li House, living room.
A group of people crowded around a gray-haired old man sitting in the main seat, but Patriarch Li and Mrs. Li were the guests. The robot butler brought a pot of tea, filled it for the old man, and quietly retreated to the corner. When the old man picked up the teacup and sipped, the living room was so quiet that needles dropped. Even if the second uncle of the Li family was so anxious, he didn't dare to disturb the old man's yaxing.
"The tea cultivated on an alien planet is not as good as tea from the mother planet." The old man sighed slowly. He is the last patriarch, with great prestige, and generally doesn't like to take care of things, but as long as he speaks, he will not allow anyone to disobey.
"Where is Ziqian? When will he be back?" He put down his teacup, closed his eyes and muttered.
"On the way, I will be there within ten minutes." Patriarch Li respectfully said, "Old Patriarch, you are planning to bring so many people here today..."
"What do you think?" The old man didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.
Although the second room of the Li's family lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth were invariably raised.
"But I have already contacted Master Qi, and I am preparing to change Ziqian's body. Even if you want to change heirs, you have to wait for Ziqian to recover, right?" Patriarch Li's tone was slightly dissatisfied.
"What about changing the body?" The old man was extremely stubborn. "Those prosthetic limbs he replaced before, did you think I didn't see it? They broke every three days. How much money did you spend just to find materials for him? What good result did he get in the end? Isn't he still a waste person? No matter how good Master Qi is, he can still fail to recover? When Ziqian happened, someone proposed to change heir. I think he is a fighting hero. It’s been blocked once. Now twenty years have passed, and the Li family has fallen to the point where there is no leader, can’t you see it? People have selfishness, I can understand, but you have to consider the family, otherwise I Even you, the Patriarch, are also replaced."
"But the master said that he can restore Ziqian to his peak state." Madam Li retorted.
The old man laughed contemptuously, "What Master Qi, just pretend to be a ghost. His so-called super mecha modification technology is just a fool to put it bluntly. It will abolish a mecha after using it once. Qian Wan. I admit that he is creative and first-class, but he is not as good as a god. No matter how strong the prosthesis is, can it be compared with the original body of a special person? Don’t be fooled by him."
"The master is not a liar. You give us a little more time, can't we wait for Ziqian to put on the prosthesis and then change the heir?" Patriarch Li asked in a low voice.
"I have given you twenty years, is it not enough?" the old man asked back.
"After replacing Ziqian, who will be the Young Patriarch? Li Zicheng?" Patriarch Li angrily said, "What kind of stuff is he, you will never see clearly."
The two rooms of the Li family raised their heads together, with bitter eyes. The old man glanced at them and chuckled lightly, "I was able to pick you as the head of the house, you should believe my eyes. Li Zicheng can't do it, but Zixu can. What do you think?"
Hidden behind, the old man's great-grandson, Li Zixu, came out unhurriedly, nodding and smiling at everyone. He is a 2S-level superpower. Although he did not pass the God School, he also entered the second-ranked Takahashi Military Academy for advanced studies. He had lived in Takasing before and rarely returned, and he was not prominent among the family's children. But at this moment, when he took the initiative to stand up, everyone suddenly realized: Compared to Li Zicheng, Li Zixu, who has always been low-key and restrained, is the best candidate for the young patriarch.
It's no wonder that the old patriarch is willing to go out, but not for the second room, but for the great-grandson.
Patriarch Li looked at Li Zicheng, who was so angry that he was smoking above his head, and then at Li Zixu, who was neither humble nor arrogant, nor panicked, suddenly dumb. He didn't think Li Zixu was much better than his son, but if his son could not recover, it might be the right choice to hand over the Li family to Li Zixu.
Will you continue to mediate for your son? Patriarch Li is in a dilemma, and Mrs. Li has nothing to say. Just at this moment, there was the sound of the engine of a speeding car outside. After a while, Meng Kui pushed Li Ziqian in, and a handsome teenager was followed by him.
"Old patriarch, you are here. I will introduce you, this is Master Qi," Li Ziqian introduced the two parties with a smile, "Master Qi, this is the last patriarch of our Li family, Mr. Li Yening , A 3S-level gold type superpower."
"Hello, Master Qi." Don't look at Li Yening's merciless face when he hurt Qi Ze just now, but when he came to me, he still showed a polite appearance.
"Hello." But Qi Ze was very impatient with this kind of entertainment, and said bluntly, "I'll help Young Master Li install the prosthesis, please find a clean place for Madam Li."
"Are the prostheses ready?" Mrs. Li was overjoyed and quickly led people upstairs. "Master, please go here. We have already prepared a studio for you. Zhenhai, you entertain the guests, I will go Look at my son." As he said, the people had disappeared behind the elevator door, and the whole house was full of guests without any scruples.
Patriarch Li was also uncomfortable, so he simply slapped his thigh and compromised, "Okay, you can change the heir if you want. Our family of three will move out of the main house and live on the satellite." As for Tianshu, he was scrapped. He had kept this from him for so many years, and it was time to give the pressure to the tribe.
The old man nodded with satisfaction, but Li Zixu smiled and said, "Uncle Li, we are not here to persecute you. Since you said let us wait for the eldest brother to change the prosthesis, we can wait for him."
"Yes, then wait for Ziqian." The great-grandson has been recognized by the people, and it is necessary to put a low posture in time. The old man was very satisfied with his great-grandchildren's performance of not being arrogant or impetuous, and couldn't help drinking a few more sips of tea that was not so pure.
Li Zicheng, who was so angry that he was vomiting blood, didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed strangely.
In the working room on the top floor, Qi Ze was placing the finished limbs, dantian, and magic seed on the table one by one, and then began to disassemble Li Ziqian's prosthetic limbs. Madam Li couldn't bear to look at her son's battered body, and quickly avoided with red eyes.
"Deng Feng is a talent, so he put the driver into your abdomen." Qi Ze took out a turbo driver from Li Ziqian's abdomen, and removed the steel plate that blocked the wound, revealing the decayed organs. Had it not been for Li Ziqian to be a special person, with very strong self-healing ability, I am afraid he would not survive now.
Without the power provided by the driver, Li Ziqian's legs were completely unable to move. Meng Kui hurriedly carried the person to the hospital bed and carefully straightened it.
"Are you nervous?" Qi Ze asked with a smile while unscrewing the screw on the mechanical leg.
"Not nervous," Li Ziqian looked at him intently, "I trust you, so I am not nervous at all."
"I give full marks for this answer." Qi Ze took off his legs, hands off, and set up the limbs and dantian one by one. Before the black crystal touched Li Ziqian's body, there was a strong black gas. This black gas and the black gas at the fracture contact each other and test each other. Although they are still two distinct groups, there is a faint sign of fusion.
Meng Kui held his breath for fear of disturbing the black air.
Mrs. Li didn't dare to look at first, but sensed the nervousness of Meng Kui and her son, so she quietly walked over, and then covered her mouth to avoid screaming. The two black qi seemed to recognize each other's identities of "linking to the same origin", and finally blended together completely, and the wounds that had never healed were rapidly growing muscles, meridians and bones.
A miracle is happening: the prosthetic limbs made of spar are connected to Li Ziqian's flesh and blood body as a whole. They can bend, have a sense of touch, and are very strong. If the completely different colors are ignored, it is as if the mother's body is bred The general.
Mrs. Li was surprised and delighted, tears came down when she watched.
At the same time, Li Ziqian is suffering inexplicably. When the boy put the magic seed into his close abdomen, the pain instantly reached its peak.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The heart-piercing howl resounded through Li Zhai, even if it was blocked by a soundproof wall, it was still shocking. Patriarch Li's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he frequently looked upstairs. The old man twisted his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter? It's just a prosthetic arm. Why is it so horribly screaming? Will something go wrong? I said Qi Ze is unreliable. The 18-year-old boy doesn't have the same hair!"
"□□, don't worry, I will go up and have a look."
Li Zixu stood up while talking, but was stopped by the robot butler, "Sorry, you don't have permission to enter the top floor without authorization, please come back."
Li Zixu's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were cold. He looked at the Li Patriarch and asked, "Uncle Li, are you not going up?"
"No, there will be no accidents with your aunt guarding there. Drink tea, everyone drinks tea." Li Zhenhai deserves to be called Li Zhenhai, and he can stand it up, and continue to entertain him amid his son's continuous screams The guests.
And Mrs. Li upstairs was almost blind from crying, she wanted to hug her son but was afraid of hurting him. I saw Li Ziqian with all four limbs curled up on the ground, and the original intact body part constantly oozes black and red mucus, which is like blood but not blood. The smell is extremely unpleasant, but it drips all over the ground in a moment.
Qi Ze stood not far away and said loudly, "Hold on. Staying for a second is heaven, staying for a second is going to hell, it's up to you to go to heaven or go to hell!"
Even in extreme pain, Li Ziqian seemed to be able to hear his voice, digging his fingers into the floor, crawling towards him bit by bit, as if he was in heaven. One meter or two meters, a black and red mark was left on the ground. When he was only a few minutes away from the boy, the black and red mucus finally ran out. His body was covered by layers of black scales, the original golden brown vertical The pupil turned dark red, looking very strange.
Mrs. Li was shocked, and said in amazement, "Master, what's wrong with Ziqian? He has the eagle clan blood on him, so he needs to grow feathers. How come we have scales? Our eagle clan never grows. Scaly!"
"The prosthesis I made for him contains dragon tendons. He probably has mutated." Qi Ze knelt down and touched the scales, and immediately found a reasonable excuse for Mrs. Li, who was uncertain. Isn’t the Supreme God Jinpeng? Jinpeng is Kunpeng, who can fly into the sky and enter the sea. It is a bird in the sky and a fish in the water. Long scales are normal."
"Jinpeng is Kunpeng? The beast recorded in the ancient dictionary?" Madam Li was immediately bluffed.
Qi Ze said nonsense seriously, "Yes. So you don't have to worry about it when you take him back to the clan, his blood is still very pure." In his heart, he silently said sorry to the sudden bloodline young Master Li.
"Ah, that's great! Thank you, the Supreme God! Your people will always believe in you!" Mrs. Li made a gesture of prayer, then knelt down and took her son who no longer screamed in pain into her arms. , Gently wipe off the mucus on his face. She didn't feel the stench at all, but she cried with joy. Under the black scales, she felt her son's body temperature and pulse, so hot and so strong.
"Is he healed? Healed completely?" She looked at Qi Ze, her eyes bright and frightening.
"Well, after he adapts to the power of this demon seed, you can find a stronger demon seed for him. Then come to me again and I will help him replace it." Qi Ze held his breath and waved his hand. "First Take him back to clean it, he will wake up soon."
"Okay, okay, I'll take him to take a bath right away." Mrs. Li, a female man, carried her son weighing more than 200 kilograms and choked up, "Master thank you, as long as you can use it, we Li My family is willing to do anything for you!" Yuluo strode out of the workplace.
Downstairs, Patriarch Li, who could no longer hear any noise, became anxious.