Mechanical God Book, Activated

July, in the height of summer.

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

This small museum, forged from steel, was not large—only about the size of an ordinary living room. At its center stood five high-strength alloy glass display cases.

Within those five high-strength alloy glass cases lay ancient Psionic Fossils, each radiating a faint blue glow.

Psionic energy.

It was one of the mainstream supernatural powers in the current world.

In a corner of the museum.

Wang Zhong, wearing a combat suit etched with wisps of blue psionic patterns, his hair cut short and a lazy smile on his face, drank wolfberry-infused water from a thermos while talking on his phone.

Once you hit your twenties, it was time to soak wolfberries in a thermos.

"Wang Zhong, what the hell are you up to? You left me a note this morning telling me to take tomorrow off and dress up nicely."

The voice on the other end was sweet and languid, as though its owner had just woken up. It effortlessly conjured the image of a beautiful woman still half-asleep.

Hearing that, Wang Zhong took a sip of his wolfberry water before replying with a faintly teasing smile, "It's simple. Tomorrow morning, I'm taking you to the hospital to visit my ex-girlfriend, the one I broke up with over half a year ago."

"Wang Zhong! Are you insane?"

The next second, a question nearly an octave higher blasted from the other end of the phone.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong had already moved the phone away after speaking, or his ears might have been injured by that high-decibel outburst.

"Just as loud as I expected!"

After secretly letting out a sigh of relief, Wang Zhong brought the Mechanical Mobile Phone he had used for over a year back to his ear and said seriously, "Jiaman, listen to me. Last night, one of my best friends told me that my ex had been hospitalized."

"So what? She already has a boyfriend."

Chen Jiaman's voice on the other end remained filled with anger.

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

"That still doesn't mean you need to visit her at the hospital!"

"Did you forget? She broke up with you over a three-hundred-thousand bride price!"

Chen Jiaman sounded like she was furious at his failure to meet expectations. Although she and Wang Zhong had met through a blind date only a few months ago, their relationship had progressed rather well. At the very least, they liked each other and shared a common hobby.

Listening to his girlfriend suppress her anger, Wang Zhong smiled faintly and said word by word, "That's why I want to go to the hospital and laugh at her."

"You..."

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

Apparently persuaded by Wang Zhong's explanation, Chen Jiaman's slightly angry voice instantly vanished, replaced by a tone of shared hatred.

"Oh, and remember to wear those figure-hugging jeans and that plaid shirt. Show off your figure..."

"I'll get my hair done this afternoon too, make myself look more refined, and help you save face..."

"Give me a kiss, wife..."

"Mwah!"

After hanging up, Wang Zhong glanced at the thermos in his left hand, which was already empty. He stood up and walked toward the corner of the museum with a smile.

Tap, tap.

As Wang Zhong walked down the corridor, a blue psionic pattern running from the chest to the abdomen of his [Primary Psionic Protective Combat Suit] flickered continuously. It provided him with a basic boost in strength, making his steps faster and his body more powerful.

This was also one of the basic means of self-defense for museum security guards.

With Wang Zhong's [Level 1 Psionic Talent], combined with the power of the [Primary Psionic Protective Combat Suit], he possessed strength close to that of a [Level 2 Psionic Warrior].

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

This black protective combat suit was fully named the [Primary Psionic Protective Combat Suit]. It could withstand ordinary gunfire, reduce a portion of psionic damage, and increase its wearer's physical strength by fifty percent.

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

Buzz, buzz.

Just as Wang Zhong reached the corner, dark-red patterns suddenly emerged across the black metal wall in front of him. At the same time, an intensely rising heat assaulted the skin of his face.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the abnormal scene before him, Wang Zhong immediately spun around and hurried away from the metal wall covered in red psionic ripples.

Almost as soon as Wang Zhong pulled away, a loud explosion erupted behind him. Countless metal fragments burning with red flames burst outward and shot in every direction.

Bang!

Although Wang Zhong had reacted in time and tried to evade, his body was still struck by many shattered metal fragments. One sharp, flaming piece even pierced his head.

Excruciating pain.

And a deep wave of dizziness.

Flooded Wang Zhong's mind. Before losing consciousness, he only vaguely saw two figures in psionic cloaks striding out through the breached metal wall.

Thud!

The next second, Wang Zhong collapsed unconscious.

Who knew how long had passed.

When Wang Zhong opened his eyes again, a sharp pain suddenly surged through his head. Then, a white ceiling and the all-too-familiar smell of disinfectant came into view.

Lowering his head, Wang Zhong saw that he was wearing a white hospital gown, while two blue metal treatment bracelets had been fitted around his arms.

[Primary Medical Monitoring Bracelet].

After the arrival of the Psionic Era, it had become a high-tech medical device. Not only could it treat external injuries and monitor the body, but it also had Bluetooth connectivity, allowing the wearer's physical condition to be synced to a phone in real time.

White sheets.

Disinfectant.

[Am I in a hospital?]

Coming back to his senses, a thought flashed through Wang Zhong's mind. Then, as though he had remembered something, his brown pupils suddenly contracted. The dangerous scene from before he lost consciousness resurfaced in his mind.

A flame attack from an Elementalist!

A [Psionic Warrior] actually dared to rob a museum?

Once Wang Zhong fully regained his ability to think, a pale-blue virtual panel suddenly appeared before his eyes.

[Host: Wang Zhong]

[Holy Vocation: Primary Saint]

[Companion Sacred Relic: Mechanical God Book]

[Holy Vocation Ability: 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 possesses a slight ability to control Mechanical Creations.]

[Holy Vocation Ability: 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 basic Mechanical Creation into a type of Mechanical Creation containing mysterious power.]

[Mechanical Saint Power: 13/13]

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