The addition of the Android servant brought significant assistance to Xu Xi's faction.
He was finally free from the tedious maintenance of the laboratory.
This allowed him to immerse himself fully in the embrace of science.
To enjoy.
To explore.
He delved into the various technologies of the Human Federation at an increasingly astonishing speed.
With the help of Android Servant 9090, Xu Xi even repaired the power armor, making it operational once more.
"Finally... After so long, it's finally done."
Sunlight quietly filtered through collapsed beams and shattered rebar, eventually being fragmented by countless mechanical remains, leaving only a few faint rays. These rays landed sanctimoniously in front of Xu Xi.
Precisely.
Striking the surface of the alloy armor.
The reflection shimmered like a gem, a spectacular display of victory coupled with an underlying coldness. It was a heavy-firepower humanoid armor that only gene warriors were qualified to wield.
Tall, mighty, and imposing.
With such a power armor, Xu Xi's combat ability would see a significant boost.
At the very least, he would no longer fear ordinary rebellious machines.
"Perhaps... It's time to step out of the laboratory and take the initiative against those machines," Xu Xi mused, carefully considering the power armor.
He possessed Machinery Power, which could amplify the strength of machinery.
The already terrifying power armor would become even more exaggerated through this amplification.
However, caution was always the best approach.
After all, mistakes could be costly.
"Although this isn’t one of the Federation's major cities, there are still plenty of rebellious machines around, including airborne units like the Mechanical Hawk that completely dominate the land."
"In summary, I’m not yet in a position to act recklessly."
Xu Xi pondered silently.
Just as he felt a sudden thirst, a glass of water appeared before him.
"Thanks, 9090," Xu Xi took the water and drank it in one gulp.
"It is my honor to serve you," echoed the cold, mechanical voice from the empty underground, devoid of emotion or inflection.
Inexplicably, Xu Xi recalled the Demonesses of old.
There were similarities between Demonesses and Android Servants, yet they were also distinctly different.
The Demonesses themselves possessed emotions, albeit sealed away due to immense malice.
9090, on the other hand, was an inanimate machine.
Its existence, its essence, was completely devoid of a soul.
"Soul...," reflected Xu Xi, recalling the Android Servant’s past behavior. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation: perhaps he was about to witness a miracle.
The blossoming of a soulful flower upon the lifeless metal.
Glimmering with the radiance of "humanity."
Xu Xi had a strange premonition that this day would come soon.
"9090, I'm going out to check the solar panels. Guard the laboratory while I'm gone," Xu Xi glanced at the time, realizing it was already late afternoon.
His plan was to inspect the outer solar panels before the sun set.
"Yes, please rest assured."
The Android Servant core glowed faintly.
A giant "smile" appeared on the screen, stiff and monotonous, appearing rather unnatural.
There was no need for Xu Xi to explain.
By the time Xu Xi reached the doorway, mechanical arms and weapons had already been delivered via rails and affixed to his body.
The solar panels were generally located in well-lit areas of the underground, with only a few placed outside, hidden using special techniques. They were not far from the underground laboratory.
But in this dangerous apocalyptic world overrun by machines, vigilance was essential.
"Click-clack—click-clack—," Xu Xi clenched his fists. In the next moment, the exoskeleton arms synced to mimic his movements.
They bore rusty patches, and several sections of the metal armor were damaged, revealing the inner mechanisms and wiring.
This was understandable.
After all, Xu Xi had been using them for several years.
During this time, whenever Xu Xi encountered danger, it was these mechanical arms that often turned the tide.
"Don’t worry, old friend, you’ll soon be retired."
"Once the power armor is fully debugged and its energy replenished, your time on stage will be over."
Xu Xi stepped out of the laboratory entrance.
The corridor was dimly lit, with visibility extremely low.
Only a few golden rays of sunlight managed to pierce through the dense cracks in the environment, struggling to reach the corner and bring light to this dark world.
Tap-tap—
Tap-tap—
Xu Xi walked slowly.
The rise and fall of his footsteps caused the weapons and equipment on his body to collide, producing faint echoes.
This sound was quite subtle.
But in the silent underground corridor, any noise was magnified several times over.
Thus, the footsteps echoed clearly, startling timid creatures lurking in the darkness and causing them to flee in panic.
"The energy provided by the solar panels is still too limited."
"Over the years, I've added several new panels, barely managing to keep the water and electricity systems running, but for that power armor..."
"I guess I’ll have to upgrade the energy system."
Xu Xi thought as he walked.
He wasn't inspecting the solar panels for the first time.
Repeating the process for a long time had enabled him to develop muscle memory, and each time he arrived at a certain location, he could check it with remarkable speed.
Soon, the solar panels in the underground were checked off.
Xu Xi changed direction and headed toward the surface, inspecting the few solar panels scattered around the exit.
By now, the inspection work had concluded, and dusk was gradually deepening.
The heat faded, replaced by the chill of night, with the stars punctuating the sky.
Though not particularly bright, they seemed stunning against the crystal-clear heavens.
"Beautiful."
Xu Xi complimented, then tidied up and turned to leave. Before departing completely, he noticed the surveillance camera, whose angle was slightly elevated.
Xu Xi didn't think much of it and hastened his steps away.
Before long, Xu Xi returned to the familiar laboratory base.
As he entered the door and removed his heavy equipment, the familiar mechanical greeting resonated around him:
"Welcome home, Master."
"Yes, I'm back."
Xu Xi responded and instinctively glanced at the laboratory screen.
It was both the screen where 9090 expressed itself and the linked external surveillance monitor.
Normally, the screen only displayed the entrance.
But today was different.
Because the camera angle had been raised, the screen now showed a magnificent night sky awash with starry dots.
Within the laboratory, all was quiet, and Xu Xi could sense that 9090 was "gazing" at that starry night, admiring its mystery and splendor.
Android Servant 9090 had no actual body.
All calculations were contained within an immobile core.
Yet it controlled every mechanical extension in the laboratory, every area under its iron grip.
The external surveillance camera served as 9090's "eyes."
Suddenly, it dawned on Xu Xi: the camera's angle had been raised because 9090 was looking up at the night sky.

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."