Fang Mo flew toward the gates of the Mechanical Empire's fortress.
A blue light swept over Fang Mo from atop the walls, making his heart leap into his throat. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the energy cannons on the walls were already subtly turning toward him.
If he failed the check, he would have to flee, or he might be blasted to death on the spot.
"Identity confirmed. Kaili, level-four Liquid Metal Warrior of the Black Flame Third Pioneer Legion. Entry authorized!"
A mechanical voice rang out above the gates, and the defenses at the entrance slowly opened.
"Look! That's a level-four Liquid Metal Warrior from the Pioneer Legion! He's an imperial noble. If only we could become Liquid Metal Warriors someday!"
"You... forget it. You didn't pass the Liquid Metal Warrior genetic test by eighteen. You've basically got no chance!"
"Yeah! We're lucky enough to become Mecha Warriors. We probably won't have much chance to advance any further in this lifetime!"
Many soldiers of the Mechanical Empire stood at the gates, along with soldiers aboard the vehicles transporting Mecha Warriors. As they watched Fang Mo hover in the air above the entrance, their eyes shone with eagerness and envy.
The Mechanical Empire's soldiers were divided into three tiers. The most ordinary soldiers could use energy weapons.
The second tier consisted of Mecha Warriors. Martial artists combined with mechas to become Mecha Warriors, divided into levels one, two, and three, corresponding respectively to the Heavenly Human Realm, the Transcendent Realm, and the True Man Realm.
Anyone who became a Mecha Warrior never had to worry about food or drink. They received generous salaries and benefits, and every Mecha Warrior was automatically promoted to first-class citizen.
Beyond that, however, mechas could no longer unleash greater power.