The Mechanical God Book, Activated

It was the height of summer in July.

Early in the morning, inside a small museum in Cihe City.

This small museum, forged from steel, wasn't large, only about the size of a regular living room. In the center of the museum, five high-strength alloy glass display cases were arranged.

Inside each of these five high-strength alloy glass display cases, ancient psionic fossils glowed with a blue light.

Psionic.

This was a mainstream extraordinary power in the current world.

In a corner of the museum.

Wang Zhong, wearing a combat suit inscribed with faint blue psionic patterns, with short hair and a lazy smile on his face, was talking on his phone while drinking water with goji berries from his thermos.

Twenty-something years old, drinking goji berry water from a thermos.

"Wang Zhong, you rascal, you left a note this morning asking me to take tomorrow off and to dress up nicely. What's that all about?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was sweet and lazy, as if the owner had just woken up, conjuring an image of a beauty still half-asleep in one's mind.

Hearing this, Wang Zhong took a sip of his goji berry water before saying with a half-smile, "It's simple. Because tomorrow morning, I plan to take you to the hospital to visit my ex-girlfriend, who I broke up with over half a year ago."

"Wang Zhong! Are you crazy?"

In the next second, a question, a full eight octaves higher, came from the other end of the phone.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong had already put the phone down after speaking, so his ears weren't injured by the high-decibel sound.

"Just as loud as I expected!"

Wang Zhong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then put the mechanical phone, which he had been using for over a year, back to his ear and said earnestly, "Jiaman, listen to me. Last night, one of my close friends told me my ex-girlfriend was hospitalized..."

"So what? She already has a boyfriend."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Jiaman's indignant voice was still full of gunpowder.

Wang Zhong narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Yes, but my ex-girlfriend was hospitalized because her current boyfriend beat her..."

"That doesn't mean you have to go visit her in the hospital!"

"Don't you remember? She broke up with you for a bride price of 300,000 yuan!"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Jiaman said with a hint of exasperation, as if disappointed in him. Although she and Wang Zhong had met through a blind date a few months ago, their relationship had progressed quite well. At the very least, they were mutually attracted and shared common interests.

Listening to his girlfriend's voice, suppressing her anger, Wang Zhong smiled faintly and said word by word, "So, I want to go to the hospital to see her make a fool of herself."

"You..."

"Fine, I'll go with you tomorrow!"

As if hearing Wang Zhong's explanation, Chen Jiaman's slightly angry voice on the other end of the phone instantly disappeared, replaced by a tone of shared indignation.

"Oh, right, remember to wear those figure-hugging jeans and that plaid shirt. They really show off your figure..."

"I'll get my hair done this afternoon too, make it look nice, so you can show off..."

"Muah, wifey..."

"Mwah!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhong glanced at the thermos in his left hand, which he had finished drinking. He stood up and walked towards the corner of the museum with a smile.

Tap, tap.

As Wang Zhong walked, the blue psionic patterns on his [Primary Psionic Protective Combat Suit], running from his chest to his abdomen, flickered. At the same time, they provided a basic strength boost, making his steps quicker and his physique more powerful.

This was also a basic means of defense for the museum security guards.

With Wang Zhong's [Level 1 Psionic Talent] and the power of this [Primary Psionic Protective Combat Suit], he possessed the strength of a [Level 2 Psionic Warrior].

In the corner of the museum, there was a water dispenser, and a female security guard sitting in the corner playing on her phone.

This black protective combat suit, officially named the [Primary Psionic Protective Combat Suit], could withstand ordinary bullet fire and reduce some psionic damage, while also amplifying the wearer's physique strength by 50%.

This [Primary Psionic Protective Combat Suit] was also the uniform for the museum's security guards.

Buzz, buzz.

As Wang Zhong reached the corner, a dark red pattern suddenly appeared on the black metal wall in front of him, and a rapidly rising temperature stimulated the skin on his face.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this abnormal scene, Wang Zhong immediately turned around quickly, moving away from the metal corner covered in red psionic wave patterns.

Almost as Wang Zhong pulled away, a loud explosion came from behind him, and then countless metal fragments burning with red flames burst out, scattering in all directions.

Crack!

Even though Wang Zhong had managed to dodge in time, his body was still hit by many of the exploding metal fragments. In particular, his head was pierced by a sharp fragment of flaming metal.

Intense pain.

And a deep sense of dizziness.

They surged into Wang Zhong's mind all at once. Before he lost consciousness, he vaguely saw two figures in psionic cloaks striding out of the broken metal wall.

Thump!

The next second, Wang Zhong fell into a powerless sleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed.

When Wang Zhong opened his eyes again, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his head. Then, the first thing he saw was a pure white ceiling and a very familiar smell of disinfectant.

Looking down, Wang Zhong saw he was wearing a white hospital gown, and on his arms were two blue metal treatment bracelets.

[Primary Medical Monitoring Bracelet].

This was a piece of high-tech medical equipment after the arrival of the Psionic Era. It not only treated external injuries and monitored the body, but also had Bluetooth connectivity, allowing the wearer's physical condition to be synchronized to their phone in real-time.

White bedsheets.

Disinfectant.

[Am I in a hospital?]

Snapping back to reality, a thought flashed through Wang Zhong's mind. Immediately after, he seemed to remember something, and his pair of brown eyes suddenly constricted. He recalled the dangerous situation before he lost consciousness.

The Elementalist's fiery assault!

A [Psionic Warrior] dared to rob a museum?

When Wang Zhong's mind fully recovered, a faint blue virtual panel suddenly appeared before his eyes.

[Host: Wang Zhong]
[Saint Title: Primary Saint]
[Companion Sacred Artifact: Mechanical God Book]
[Saint Title Abilities: Mechanical Communication LV1: As the owner of the Mechanical God Book, the host can communicate with any mechanical creation, perceive all emotions and abilities of mechanical creations, and has a slight ability to control mechanical creations.]
[Saint Title Abilities: Mechanical Evolution LV1: As the owner of the Mechanical God Book, the host can use the power of the [Mechanical God Book] to upgrade and evolve any primary mechanical creation, turning it into a type of mechanical creation imbued with mysterious power.]
[Mechanical Saint Power: 13/13]