Global Catastrophe: I Became the World Tree-Chapter 632 - 364 Great Expectations_1

At that moment, the conversation between the two immediately drew the attention of the other people on the plane, including Ye Feng’s.

Of course, while others could only use their eyes to look, Ye Feng utilized his spiritual power to sweep the area, which made everything crystal clear to him.

With the current intensity of his spiritual power, he could extend his reach as far as 60 kilometers, meaning his scouting diameter reached a full 120 kilometers.

Under such circumstances, everything happening below became apparent to Ye Feng in no time.

His first observation was of the mechas, and he quickly discovered that they were not entirely made of metal but included materials from inside Mutated Beings.

To be more precise, they should be considered a kind of biometal, which directly allowed these mechas to surpass any current metal in terms of both toughness and resilience.

Moreover, not only were their defenses strong, but they also possessed some self-repairing properties similar to memory metals.

Under Ye Feng’s observation, some of the experimental mechas appeared to have recently experienced warfare, with inevitable scratches on them that were now slowly self-repairing.

What Ye Feng found even more remarkable was that these mechas were not entirely technological creations, as they had Formations inside them.

Previously, at Rule Mountain, one could exchange for Formation inheritances, and if they were ordinary Formations, they weren’t expensive, even cheaper than some Cultivation Techniques.

Ye Feng had not expected these Formations to be put to use so quickly.

Although he hadn’t seen these mechas in combat and didn’t know how effective they were, he felt it was at least a good start.

Even if humanity were to enter an era of universal cultivation later, the fact remains that humanity started too late. To maximize the benefits of Spiritual Energy, Formations were undoubtedly the best method.

After having observed the mecha, Ye Feng turned most of his attention to the laser cannons.

Each laser cannon had a barrel about 10 meters long, with a muzzle diameter of 1000 millimeters.

Connected to the barrel was a diamond-shaped metal construct with a volume of about 10 cubic meters, which should be the laser emitter.

Its overall design somewhat resembled the laser weapons from science fiction movies.

Of course, those devices were not just for show. Ye Feng could clearly sense a lethal threat emanating from these laser cannons.

In other words, the power unleashed by these devices could pose a threat to his life.

Moreover, he was well aware that the true power of the laser cannons was not in their destructiveness but in the fact that they fired lasers.

An attack reaching the speed of light, let alone him, Ye Feng also believed even a Tenth Order Strongman would have no chance of dodging if targeted.

As long as a target was locked on, it could be hit, which is perhaps the most terrifying aspect of laser weaponry.

Of course, truly powerful opponents are actually quite difficult to lock onto.

For beings capable of moving at several times, or even dozens of times the speed of sound, locking on to them is no easy feat.

Just a few laser cannons would not be enough, unless there were a sufficient number of them, or some way was found to limit the opponents’ movement space or slow them down.

But regardless, Ye Feng felt that if this technology continued to develop, whether or not it could reclaim humanity’s dominant position on Earth was uncertain, but defending a city should be no problem.

At that time, it wasn’t just Ye Feng who was interested; others were also discussing it, even leading to arguments later on.

The contention was about which had more potential for development—the mechas or the laser cannons.

However, they didn’t have much time for their verbal sparring because the plane soon landed.

The capital’s airport was bustling with activity, with planes continually landing and then shuttled away by ground buses, while banners welcoming participants to the grand finals were hung all around.

Yang City’s team received special attention. The clearest sign was the unusually large number of staff members who came to meet them, and the head of the entire venue came over as well.

"Greetings, everyone. My name is Su Yunxi, and I am the overall in charge of this grand finale. On behalf of everyone, I welcome you all," Su Yunxi said while glancing through the crowd until his eyes rested on Ye Feng.

"Ha ha, if I’m not mistaken, you must be Ye Feng, right? Such a promising young man!" Su Yunxi didn’t even wait for Liu Zaoxin before eagerly shaking hands with Ye Feng.

"I’m flattered," Ye Feng replied modestly as he reached out and shook hands with the other person.

"Ha ha! So modest, this isn’t like you at all! It’s different from when you’re interviewed," Su Yunxi said cheerfully.

That left Ye Feng at a loss for words—was even being modest wrong?

Of course, Su Yunxi was just making small talk. He quickly greeted Liu Zaoxin and the others and warmly invited everyone onto the bus.

The organizers had specially booked a hotel to accommodate everyone for the reception.

After dropping off their luggage at the hotel, they were free to move around. The competition would start tomorrow, meaning they had a day to freely explore and enjoy themselves.

After discussing it, the family decided to go out and have fun, with Ye Feng naturally joining them. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

However, Ye Feng seemingly underestimated his own influence; walking on the street, it didn’t take long before he was recognized.