The Ultimate Romance of a Tech Geek! Burning Money Was Also a Kind of Power!
Above the Blood River, dragon roars and battle cries intertwined, creating a rolling wave of sound. Even the Nine Netherworlds trembled at it.
The Ancestral Dragon's Resentment Water Cannon, and the Witch Clan's Bloodline Divine Shield.
The most primitive and violent form of attrition.
On the river, blood-red waves surged, and vengeful spirits wailed.
The scene was comparable to a massacre.
Inside the "Heavenly Secrets Gambling" Live Broadcast Room, the Old Ancestor Kunpeng was giving an impassioned commentary.
His voice was loud and inflammatory.
"Ladies and gentlemen who placed bets! Did you see that?!"
"This is the ultimate clash of power! An epic duel between an ancient overlord and a mythical physical being!"
"Now, the Great God Ancestral Dragon has personally descended upon the scene, transforming into the final boss of the Blood River Pass!"
"Odds are adjusted in real time!"
"Those who believe the Witch Clan can withstand the pressure and force their way across the Blood River, hurry up and place your bets!"
"Those who believe the Dragon King can take them down in one fell swoop and defend their home turf, go all in!"
"All in!"
Kunpeng was so excited that his face turned red.
He watched as the betting amount poured into the back office, feeling as if his Demon Master Palace was about to take flight.
Meanwhile, at the exit of the Sword Tree Jungle.
That once-spirited and Genius Mechanist is experiencing the darkest moment of his career.
His "Mantis" is a masterpiece that embodies his life's work and wisdom.
At this moment, it lies there coldly, like a pile of expensive scrap metal.
Inside the cockpit, the red warning lights flickered weakly.
It reflected on his face, which was etched with despair and resentment.
"Energy... I need energy..." he murmured.
There was a hint of obsession in his eyes.
He searched through all the storage items and magical treasures he carried.
What they pulled out were only a few low-quality, low-grade spirit stones.
And... a whole bunch of shiny Lin Shen Coin.
Each one features a cute cartoon version of Lin Shen's face.
These Lin Shen Coin were his budget for upgrading the "Mantis" sound system.
Looking at this bag of small, golden round pieces.
A crazy, even blasphemous, thought exploded in his mind.
Lin Shen Coin...
It was personally forged by the Yuanshi Sage.
Inscribed upon it are supreme Dao Patterns representing "order" and "stability".
From an energy perspective, isn't it simply a "solid Psionic Energy block" with the most stable structure and extremely high energy density?
Although it is defined as "currency".
But who says that currency... can't be burned as fuel?
Once this idea takes hold, it spreads like wildfire.
It could no longer be contained.
A burning light rekindled in the eyes of the Mechanist.
That was a pure flame belonging to a tech fanatic!
Regardless of the cost or the consequences.
"I understand! My path is not about saving!"
"It lies in the act of burning!"
"Use wealth as fuel, and rules as fire!"
"This is the ultimate romance of Art of Mechanisms!"
He no longer hesitated for a moment.
His hands danced across the control panel, moving so fast they were just afterimages.
Countless commands were input instantly.
Inside the "Mantis," a long-dormant backup energy circuit was forcibly activated.
He disassembled several unimportant parts on site.
At top speed, with an almost violent, ingenious concept.
A brand new, rudimentary yet incredibly efficient "energy conversion matrix" has been built!
At the core of the matrix is a small coin slot.
The Mechanist, breathing rapidly, handed over his entire fortune—a large, heavy bag of Lin Shen Coin.
Without hesitation, he poured it all into the coin slot!
"Buzz--!"
The first Lin Shen Coin fell into the transformation matrix.
The instant of contact with the energy core.
A deep rumble echoed from inside the "Mantis"!
The gold coin bearing Lin Shen's portrait touched the core the moment it made contact.
The "Order Dao Patterns" imprinted on it by the Yuanshi Tianzun Venerable suddenly burst forth with light!
The Dao Patterns seemed to be activated, transforming into miniature Order Divine Chains.
They frantically extract and transform the energy contained within the gold coins!
One Lin Shen Coin, in less than a breath.
It then transformed into a pure, unadulterated torrent of Psionic Energy.
Instantly, the dried-up energy pipelines of the "Mantis" were filled!
Inside the cockpit, a blue beam of light represents energy.
It's skyrocketing at an illogical speed!
Five percent!
Twenty percent!
Fifty percent!
100%!
It even... broke through the limit!
Reaching an unprecedented 120%!
Suddenly, the dim mechanical eyes of the "Mantis" blazed with light!
The beam that was emitted was no longer a cold, icy searchlight.
Rather, it was a near-manic, rampaging crimson!
"Hahaha! It moved! It moved again!"
The Mechanist, witnessing the unbelievable scene before him, burst into wild laughter.
He succeeded!
He made history!
He invented the first... money-burning engine in the Primordial World!
Within the Order Divine Court.
The Yuanshi Tianzun, who had always been dismissive of the chaotic competition.
The moment the "Mantis" restarted, he suddenly opened his eyes.
His holy eyes pierced through the void.
It was clear that the object was being transformed within the matrix, its last bit of energy being squeezed out.
Ultimately, it turned into ordinary iron Lin Shen Coin.
He saw the Dao Patterns he had personally imprinted.
How it was used as an "energy conversion circuit board".
A barely perceptible twitch appeared on his perpetually unchanging, Ice Mountain face.
It was a heartache mixed with a sense of "wasting precious resources."
The appreciation that "this kid has some talent."
A complex emotion flashed across his eyes.
And Western Mount Sumeru.
The Jieyin and Zhunti are counting money in their own Merit Pool.
At the same time, their hearts skipped a beat, and they all looked up.
"Senior brother! I sense it! A large sum of Lin Shen Coin is disappearing into thin air through irregular means of circulation!"
Zhunti's voice trembled.
It felt as if someone had ripped a piece of his heart out.
"Who the hell is this! How dare they burn money like that!"
"Didn't he know that this money could be deposited in my bank, generating interest, compounding, and creating even more money?!"
The Jieyin's eyes were filled with tears, and he was heartbroken.
On the track, the Mechanist had gone completely mad.
Burn it! Burn it all!
He pushed the power output of the "Mantis" to its limit!
The "Mantis" was no longer content with simply running.
Its back armor split open, revealing dozens of small jet nozzles.
It unleashed a blazing blue plasma flame!
It did not choose to fly over the Blood River, as that would be suppressed by the restrictions.
It chose... to float on water!
The "Mantis" has four long mechanical legs that tread on the water at an extremely high frequency.
In conjunction with the jets on the back.
It really did resemble a giant water strider.
They skimmed along the surface of the Blood River at a speed beyond anyone's imagination!
It emerged from between the fiercely battling Ancestral Dragon and the Witch Clan.
In that one and only gap.
Like a crimson lightning bolt, it pierced through everything!
The Ancestral Dragon's tail, powerful enough to shatter mountains, had just swept across.
But it only left behind a blurry afterimage.
Xing Tian had just raised his giant axe, capable of tearing through space.
The other party was already a hundred feet away.
The two bigwigs who were locked in a fierce battle simultaneously stopped what they were doing.
They all turned their heads to look at the red figure that was walking away.
That silhouette was not only dashing, but also exuding an air of wealth.
Because behind it, a string of metal discs, formed from the burning of Lin Shen Coin and the transformation into ordinary iron, were left behind.
They clattered and fell into the Blood River.
Small, pungent splashes of water rose up, each one reeking of money.