Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1277 - 12: The Industry’s Most Conscientious Dragon

"Are you also a Solomon Gatepost Knight?"

Mu Fan asked calmly.

The giant dragon head of [Evil Wing] just buried into the soil, raised upon hearing this, and gazed at Mu Fan in close proximity, the large lantern-like eyes both focusing, and then...

Flashed a hint of confusion.

"Can't understand?"

Mu Fan frowned; he lacked the patience to waste effort with Solomon's people here.

[Evil Wing] swiftly came to its senses, frantically shook its head, indicating it was not a Gatepost Knight.

The relatively intact right wing lifted, pointing toward the hill over there...uh, the crater.

Its eyes gleamed with a look of grievance, opening its fangs to emit a humming sound.

It was using actions to indicate that over there was the real one.

"Come out and talk."

[Evil Wing] froze again, looked down at the ground it was standing on.

Limited intelligence understood this term.

Come out?

Then take a step forward?

So it cautiously attempted to take a step forward.

The enormous body slightly leaned closer to Shura, Shura's left hand raised gently a few centimeters.

This action instantly scared [Evil Wing] into retreating several steps, its sturdy legs started to tremble.

Mu Fan watched with interest the details of the opponent's body movements.

This "beast-shaped mecha" was crafted with such intricate details.

Solomon's technology really was not to be underestimated.

"I ask, you answer."

"Who are you?"

Evil Wing: ?

Mu Fan squinted his eyes, his voice beginning to turn cold, "My patience is limited."

Evil Wing looked miserable and sorrowful, it really couldn't understand what this person in front of it wanted...

Compared to the recently deceased owner, this was simply a tyrant.

Were they going to kill it?

"Shura..."

Mu Fan finally ran out of patience.

"Cough, cough, Mu Fan, I think...you could wait a moment." Black's voice suddenly resonated in Mu Fan's ear.

"Hm?"

Mu Fan didn't understand why Black suddenly appeared at this moment.

"This dragon, it might really not be a mecha. Wait a bit."

Mu Fan looked at the mechanical giant dragon trembling in front of him and halted the command.

A cargo ship in the distance began to lift off.

A launch tube ejected from the side armor, and with a thud, a drone with a diameter of about a meter traced a parabolic path and landed precisely between Shura and the mechanical dragon.

Mu Fan watched as the drone projected a beam onto the dragon covered with black mottled spots.

Inside the disguised central control room of the cargo ship, waves of signals started trying to communicate through various channels.

A crackling noise echoed in the ears.

One second...

Ten seconds...

Thirty seconds...

Mu Fan's squinted eyes gradually opened as he saw the mechanical dragon's eyes change from initial confusion and fear to gradually calm, then slowly filled with a thirst for survival, ultimately displaying an excited demeanor?

Then the dragon thrust its head into the soil, its body crouched on the ground, its wings spread, seemingly submissive, remaining motionless.

In the virtual space, Black, incarnated as a metal sphere, watched the strange ripple on the huge projected light screen, its electronic eye blinked.

"Mu Fan, I seem to have found quite an extraordinary treasure."

"You mean it?" Mu Fan was stunned, pointing at the mechanical dragon before him.

"Exactly...that dragon isn't some mecha...it's a unique mechanical life form."

"It can't generate this world's language, it only communicates using electronic signals converted from brainwaves, and it's not the Federation's common programming language; it requires understanding...pictographic text."

"However, I, the great one, have no barrier to communication with it. After all, one of the purposes for Yake Empire's planet-level supercomputer construction was for large-scale cosmic communication?"

Mu Fan felt as if he were watching a scientific educational film at this moment, his mind was somewhat muddled; is this truly a dragon?

A real intelligent lifeform made up of machinery?

"It also doesn't remember how it came to this world, seems it was thrown through a door, then woke up surrounded by a bunch of mecha, eventually allocated to the recently deceased mecha."

"It says it needs to consume crystal stones to replenish energy, its mission is to find...treasure for those mechas."

"Solomon's people call it a hunting dog, it absolutely hates this name."

The voice of Black emerged from the drone, repeating these words.

[Evil Wing] suddenly lifted its head, then nodded vigorously, indicating its strong dislike for the "hunting dog" title.

Its treasure hunting was merely to fill its stomach, it definitely wasn't those toe-sized canine creatures.

Mu Fan lowered his head in thought, his hand rubbing his chin.

"I see..."

"So what does this mean now? Are we supposed to let it go?"

Mu Fan raised his head, coldly looked at the mechanical dragon and asked, "Give me a reason to let you return to Solomon?"

[Evil Wing] desperately shook its head.

"No, it doesn't want to go back, it wants to follow you." Black spoke again.

"It...me?"

This time, Mu Fan showed genuine surprise on his face.

This dragon wants to surrender?

Now this is interesting.

Mu Fan really became intrigued.

This mechanical dragon from Solomon actually wants to surrender.

This is the most fascinating thing he has encountered in recent days.

"Exactly, it seems to perceive the high crystal stone inside the drone...it says it's a tastier food compared to the green light stone. As long as you feed it, it's willing to join us."

Mu Fan's eyes lit up.

A mechanical dragon that can hunt for treasures, although what treasure it searches for is unknown, but the one Solomon Gatepost Knights specially keeps, mustn't be ordinary.

This is truly appealing.

However, the mention of eating made Mu Fan instantly become cautious.

After all, Black once said high crystal stone is a highly pure energy strategic resource, essential for Shadow Island development.

Such a massive dragon...

"How much does it eat at once?" Mu Fan's gaze carried wariness.

If it eats too much, he definitely won't keep it.

The drone projected onto [Evil Wing], Black sternly asked: "How many stones do you eat per meal? Ones this big."

A piece just slightly bigger than a fingernail flew out from beneath the drone toward Evil Wing.

Speaking of energy, Black was stingier than Mu Fan.

Though this fingernail-sized piece was a bit much...

Mu Fan's cheek twitched slightly.

That size isn't even enough to fill a gap between teeth for humans.

Yet he instantly heard a hunger rumble like rolling thunder.

Then the dragon's mouth snapped open like lightning, letting that fingernail-sized high crystal stone fly down its throat.

At this moment, Mu Fan saw the mechanical dragon's eyes gleam with excitement and intoxication.

"Hey you, stupid dragon!"

Black's voice startled [Evil Wing].

This dragon seemed to finally realize that the current situation wasn't very good.

It immediately jolted.

Its eyes showed struggle.

Lifted the left foot, looked at the five sharp claws.

Then raised the little toe, tried hard to point to the tip of the claw with the right dragon wing...

That fist-like steel armor.

Eyes showed pleading.

"Is it the size of the one before or the size of your iron claw?"

Evil Wing's eyes showed grievance, tried to raise its toe, even drawing a small circle with the right dragon wing tip.

"A piece this big!"

Mu Fan's voice instantly rose.

The result scared the mechanical dragon into crouching.

It shook its head frantically, repeatedly pointed to the drone with dragon wings.

Indicating that just one piece will do, one piece...

Mu Fan burst into laughter, looking at the drone, said: "Black, I'm keeping this dragon."

Compared to the half planet-sized crystal stone mine, this dragon's appetite is truly industry-standard; given Shadow Island's reserves, can it feed a thousand years or several thousand?

Evil Wing's lantern-like eyes half closed in grievance, lying feebly on the ground.

So long as it survives.

The human unexpectedly looked at it, shouted loudly: "Two crystal stones the size of your toe per day. Now tell me, what treasure can you hunt?"

Instantly, Evil Wing's excited eyes shined with brilliance, frantically slammed its dragon head against the ground.

After being in this universe for eighty-seven years… It finally met a kind person.