Even his status panel had indeed changed completely.
Or rather.
A second account had been opened on his original panel, with a crudely tacked-on "2" after his name. That slapdash attitude was honestly infuriating.
But there was no question that this body was stronger than anything he had ever possessed. Who could have imagined that merely combining the technological creations of these three great civilizations in such a crude, preliminary way would produce such a terrifying frame? And that was before any integration at the divine level. If things really were as the God of Ten Thousand Machines had said, then merging those three ascendants might truly create a terrifying being that surpassed the gods!
Still, Lynn also noticed the unmistakable warning in the system's description.
As his system, it certainly had a wicked sense of humor at times and did everything it could to slander his character, but one thing was certain: it would never harm him.
"It's definitely powerful, but I still can't treat it as my true body. If I get the chance, I'll have to recover my flesh-and-blood body."
Lynn muttered to himself.
Because this series of experiences had also taught him something.
You could never put all your eggs in one basket, nor could you ever become dependent on a particular power. This series of perilous upheavals had happened precisely because the Flesh God Cult had thoroughly researched most of his abilities.
So although this body was powerful enough, Lynn would only treat it as a temporary vessel and weapon.
If he did that.
With Mindstream Division at his disposal, no matter which body encountered trouble in the future, he would have a spare to ensure he could still keep the initiative.
He tried switching to the [Lynn (1)] panel.
To his surprise, he actually