Level 50 Faction Class

Construct—Gear Machine, an extremely dangerous construct that could turn every mechanical module in the human body into terrifying gears. Wherever its gears passed, everything would be sliced and crushed; among all constructs, it was also a rare heavy-armored construct.

Faced with Gao Gong's question, Pang Xiang wore a sorrowful expression:

"Brother Shan treated me very well. He took great care of me back in Hive City, constantly teaching me melee combat techniques. He also told me that his inner demon was gone. Once he came to Dugo Technology, he would definitely bring out a group of little Martial Gods. He thought highly of us, and he respected Brother Gao immensely."

Gao Gong fell silent for a moment.

"Have you really thought this through? To control a construct, you need a powerful will to suppress its killing intent. That means you'll have to fight it constantly. The moment you lose, you'll become nothing more than a killing machine. When that happens, we'll have to eliminate you ourselves."

As he grew older, a ring of beard had appeared around Pang Xiang's mouth. His eyes were no longer hazy and innocent, seeing everything with childlike naivety. Instead, they held the composure and calm of a mature warrior.

"Brother Gao, you're the one who brought me out to see this vast world. Our enemies are all kinds of mechanical augmenters and strange biological mutants. Of course, we're even stranger: pilots of building-sized mechs, hunters who can transform into all kinds of forms, assassins, spatial warriors, female machinists, and more. Then there are the megacorporations, mother cities, super-organizations, and those even more dangerous monsters hiding in the darkness that you've told me about. We have to defeat every one of them."

Pang Xiang broke into an excited grin. In Gao Gong's memory, the last time