I had to admit, it was quite suitable for human use.
The "Flesh God Cult" was naturally regarded as heretics within the Taoji Race.
The reason this Mechanical Ship Island had fallen into this barren star system
was that it had been hunted by the Taoji Race's official forces. Gravely wounded, it had risked everything and activated a random, ultra-long-range spatial jump.
It had escaped its pursuers, but its injuries were too severe. With its core destroyed, the Mechanical Ship Island had ultimately sunk all the same.
It had become a ruin, slumbering in this region of space for many years.
That was, until Zhao Dexing found it through that natural wormhole passage.
He had obtained many unique Taoji mechanical technologies from it, using them to trade with the Mechanical God Cult for benefits.
"What Zhao Dexing used to trade with the Mechanical God Cult was actually the legacy of a member of the Flesh God Cult among the alien races.
How... ironic."
Wu Baiyi remarked mockingly.
"Indeed.
Those lunatics in the Mechanical God Cult babble every day about 'the sea of suffering that is flesh and blood; mechanical ascension,' wanting to turn their flesh-and-blood bodies into mechanical ones.
Yet they never imagined that among the mechanical aliens they consider perfect,
quite a few members are just as preoccupied with 'the chill of machinery; the ascension of flesh.'
Tell me, isn't that like climbing a tree to catch a fish?"
Liu Zhi laughed heartily.
Some of the group wore cold smiles, while others looked scornful.
Normal people wouldn't look kindly on a bunch of turncoats like the Mechanical God Cult, who had forgotten their roots.
"If we take this Mechanical Ship Island back and make our discoveries public,
wouldn't that deal a huge blow to the Mechanical God Cult?"
Mingzhi