Entering a New World

Zhang Hao hurried to catch up. The procession looked both ridiculous and quite appealing. The tiny eight-inch robots, just like humans, trotted along in a neat, synchronized march, their little legs churning to keep pace. Without them, he wouldn't have been able to keep up at all.

This place was about as large as the main bridgehead, quite vast. Since Zhang Hao was currently controlling a two-foot-tall robot, his field of vision was significantly reduced. The surrounding environment appeared incredibly immense, especially compared to the colossal machine bug he had controlled earlier.

This particular bridgehead only had four sides. According to the rules of temporal bridgeheads, it was considered relatively low-level, possessing only two short-range teleportation gates. These gates were also exceptionally small, only three feet tall, about one meter high. Even a normal person would have difficulty passing through, but it didn't hinder these small robots.

Just these small robots alone made Zhang Hao marvel. The technology here was so advanced; even a brief encounter left him filled with admiration.

According to Mi Feng's explanation, this was the future. It should have some connection to his hometown's timeline, so he was eager to see what this place held.

A short-range teleportation later, a passage appeared. Looking back, it was indeed shimmering with golden light. Without the soul imprint, even if the gold were dug up, what lay beyond would be mere dirt and rock, not a bridgehead.

This was a peculiar passage, with rocky walls on all sides, a narrow tunnel only a meter high and a meter wide.

It sloped upwards, and they moved forward rapidly. Zhang Hao discovered he could run quite fast; this small robot was truly agile.

The even smaller robots struggled, but they all ran with all their might, looking incredibly cute.

After a moment, they reached a small space ahead, about eight square meters. A group of robots quickly filled the small clearing.

A golden rope dangled from above. Mi Feng grabbed the rope, and it slowly began to ascend. Zhang Hao followed suit, and the eight-inch robots grabbed the rope one after another. Zhang Hao looked up and saw an opening above.

A single rope was dragging a long string of small robots, pulling them upwards frantically.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but think that with such covert operations, even if enemies existed, finding the bridgehead would be impossible. The path upwards was even narrower, with winding tunnels. He held the rope tightly, his body constantly bumping and scraping against the tunnel walls.

It was a winding, upward passage. It took about five minutes before Zhang Hao saw a glimmer of light; before that, it had been pitch black.

Another small room appeared. Mi Feng was at the front. Upon reaching the room, he let go and landed on the ground. Zhang Hao followed, and then the small robots. Mi Feng said, "Finally, we're back!"

He reached out and pressed a few buttons on the wall. One of the walls lit up.

Zhang Hao felt it was some kind of computer and curiously asked, "Senior, what is this?"

Mi Feng replied, "Nothing much. You are all undocumented. We need to forge identities so you can enter this world's virtual network. From there, you can enter the large bases controlled by humans. Rushing in blindly will get you blasted. Generally, mecha warriors are very dangerous in the wild."

"Once you get an identity, you can smoothly enter the human world."

Zhang Hao said, "Great, give me a new name."

Mi Feng said, "No need. The two worlds will never intersect, so changing names is meaningless."

Zhang Hao didn't insist. Mi Feng was right; from this world's perspective, he was a newcomer.

In fact, Mi Feng only needed to register Zhang Hao and three other souls who had reached the elite mecha warrior level. The rest were pseudo-intelligent machines. These pseudo-intelligent machines were far superior to truly intelligent machines. As long as they were equipped with special human identification information, they wouldn't be attacked by human mechs.

Zhang Hao curiously asked, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered when forging identities?"

"Not afraid, their technology isn't good enough!"

Zhang Hao was speechless. From this, it seemed Mi Feng possessed and controlled even higher, much higher, technology. Thinking of his hometown, it was probably a technological wasteland in Mi Feng's eyes. No wonder making money was easier for him than picking it up.

After a moment, Mi Feng finished forging the identity documents for the four individuals: Zhang Hao and the other three who had stood out among the souls and were eligible to receive mecha skills, the elite warriors.

Zhang Hao asked, "Senior, do you have an identity here?"

"Me? I don't need one!"

Zhang Hao was speechless. This guy was something else. Even on Blue Star, he was just as unrestrained.

"Then, where is this?"

"An underground base, also an underground fortress, the location of a secret base. There are no passages to the outside here, only short-range teleportation light gates. This light gate technology is incomprehensible to this world."

Zhang Hao shook his little head. He now understood Mi Feng's extreme confidence; the technology he possessed was definitely formidable.

"Let's go!"

They soon arrived in a maze-like passage. Many of them were specialized channels that Zhang Hao estimated he couldn't pass through. Other small robots would quickly disappear into these narrow passages, five or ten at a time. He followed Mi Feng closely, so he didn't get lost.

When Mi Feng led Zhang Hao into a room, only three small robots followed behind him – the three individuals with the strongest souls.

This room wasn't large but contained ten transparent cabinets standing upright. It was unclear what these cabinets were made of, emitting a blue glow. Inside each cabinet stood a person. Zhang Hao's soul could sense that these people were likely not alive but, like his own body, were robots.

There were six male robots and four female robots.

Mi Feng skillfully pressed a button next to a cabinet. With a hiss, the cabinet suddenly released a puff of white gas. Each robot had its mouth open, looking quite eerie.

Then, Zhang Hao saw Mi Feng's small robot open its back. A transparent beetle flew out and directly entered the mouth of a robot. The robot with its mouth open quickly closed it and stepped out of the transparent cabinet. It picked up the small robot from before and pressed it towards its abdomen. A seam opened in its abdomen, and the two-foot robot was stored inside.

"Choose one for yourself!"

Mi Feng chose a burly, bearded robot, two meters tall, looking extremely imposing.

Zhang Hao looked at each cabinet one by one. He directly dismissed the female ones. Even if it were a robot, he wouldn't choose a female body.

Soon, he spotted a young man, one meter ninety-five tall. He liked the facial structure, a face like chiseled jade, highly three-dimensional, with a resolute and courageous appearance. He was very satisfied. He pressed the button and controlled the soul crystal beetle to fly up. It directly entered his mouth, crawled along his oral cavity to his brain, and upon activation, he finally felt happy.