Empire [Rebirth]

Compared with these symbiotic mechas, which are regarded as life-killing weapons by Moros and others, Caesar's symbiosis state has evolved to another level.

But it is undeniable that they come from the same source and have the same weaknesses.

That is the need for energy.

The symbiotic mecha consumes too much energy. Its mystery lies in the symbiosis of human body organs and even every cell and mecha body. How to realize this is still the top secret, but this alienation itself must undoubtedly be maintained The energy required is also unimaginable.

The only advantage is that Caesar itself is an energy harvester, and his control over energy has been perfected over the years.The symbiotic mecha with him has become a container of energy in his own day-to-day transformation, unlike the symbiotic mecha to which Moros and others belong, it can only be a bottomless pit of energy consumption.

Without the shelter of the symbiotic mecha, the strength of the Imperials depends entirely on their brains.There is no suspense to say that they have been exposed to all kinds of knowledge under the training of their brains since childhood, and their brains are much more mature than those of the Federation.

When Caesar made this discovery, Mr. President already had a countermeasure.

The weakness of the symbiosis mecha lies in energy, and they can't face the enemy head-on, but they can completely intercept or even absorb the energy in the symbiosis mech and the energy in their reserve space with a long-distance 'signaler'.

This kind of gadget is not difficult for the teenagers of the empire, let alone the outstanding scientists of the empire who have been immersed in inventions and creations for many years.

During the negotiation between the symbiosis mecha headed by Moros and his son and the planet Empire, without the former being aware of it, the planet Empire has developed a secret weapon against the oppressive mecha.

Caesar was silent for a while after seeing the power of the 'h-particle absorption dissolver', and spent two full days and two nights in the viscount's mansion where he was, before he developed a set of fully armed 'isolation suits' to resist the loss of h-particle energy ——He was completely in a cocoon, giving advice to the empire, but in the end, he hurt the enemy and benefited himself.

If the empire turned against him, he would probably have to taste the h-particles all over his body being dissolved into tiny particles.

When Lin Zhen took the top-secret 'h-particle absorption dissolver' to test the resistance of the 'isolation suit' for Caesar, he said realistically: "This is not a long-term solution."

The empire can do it, Caesar can do it, and he doesn't doubt that Moros and the forces behind him can also think of countermeasures in the first place.

This method is completely opportunistic. It can subdue this batch of symbiotic mechas, but it cannot rely on it to deal with the unknown number of symbiotic mechas from the outside world.

Caesar's symbiotic mecha body can change in size freely. He is now in the shape of a human being, covered in metal, and the metal arm in Lin Zhen's hand is playing with the "dissolver" between matter.He was also thinking about Lin Zhen's concerns, but so far it seemed to be an unsolvable problem.

Temporarily unable to figure it out, he simply put the problem aside: "Never mind him, you have to believe that our brains are one step faster than those idiots, at worst, we'll fight them to the end, I've never been afraid of anyone—fuck!"

Caesar cursed, and threw the 'dissolver' back into Lin Zhen's hand, and the hand that had just recovered from the human palm immediately returned to mecha, and took two steps back.

At the moment when he changed back to the human body just now, the h-particle energy hidden in his body was instantly digested by the dissolver!

"What the hell is this troublesome thing!" Caesar swears, and then he solves the problem of h-particle dissolution during the symbiotic mecha body, but forgets to worry that it will also be affected when he transforms into a human body.

Although this mutated body has the convenience of storing energy and will not be dissolved by h particles in the air, once it comes into contact with it, he will not be able to please him.

Lin Zhen frowned, looked at Caesar cursing, and sighed.

It's been a long time since I saw him so... 'lively'.

The two tried many methods together in the Viscount's Mansion, and finally solved the problem of H-particle dissolution and passive absorption in the state of the symbiotic mecha and the human body.

After seven days like this, the patience of Moros and his son was finally exhausted after so many days of nostalgia with the empire but no progress in cooperation.

"Mr. President, what are you thinking about?" Old Moros did not allow the President to avoid looking directly into his eyes, "We have waited too long, my old bones live less day by day, no more than you young people A waste of time. Ahem, I, I just hope that the empire can see the light of day again in my lifetime, and then I will die without regret.”

Mr. President was embarrassed, and after a long while he smiled wryly and said, "What you taught is that. We have settled in a corner of the universe. We have been used to peace these years. It is not easy to start a war. Besides... some people in the empire still advocate peace."

Old Moros thought to himself that the existence of these people could not be better for him.He was also worried that the so-called imperial people were all militant idiots. If most people advocated peace, then he would have greater confidence in persuading the imperial planet to surrender to the Federation and share this piece of glory that far surpassed the previous empire.

"I understand your concerns. I am an old man, nostalgic and stubborn. Restoring the glory of the empire is entirely the wish of our older generation. I sometimes feel uneasy when it is imposed on these children. But... how willing, cough cough."

Old Moros took a breath and continued: "I have been taught since I was a child to live for the glory of the empire, to fight for the glory of the empire, and to die for the glory of the empire. In this life, there is only such a thought, and now my life is not the same. Too much, even if I have a ten-thousandth thought, I don't want to give up, I can't give up."

Hearing his heartfelt words, the president couldn't help but be shaken, and couldn't hide his mournful expression.What he thought in his heart was completely different from what he expressed on his face: the old man is still pretending, it seems that he didn't want to give them a way out.

He guessed correctly what the Moroses and his sons were planning.

In their eyes, these pure-blood descendants of the empire are worthless, and as long as they hold their brains in their hands, these people have no value in existence.Their Moros family has been in business for hundreds of years. With their important achievements in the remodeling of the symbiotic mecha, they finally seized the initiative in the hands of the "dark forces" who are powerfully carve up the federal forces. The power of the planet came here to share a piece of the action.

From the very beginning, the ending they set for the people of the empire was to perish, and it was enough to leave only a few interesting people so that they could fully master their brains and give individual gifts.

Little Moros, who told his old father to be narrow-minded, secretly glanced at Lin Zhen. If he remembered correctly, most of the disappearance cases that caused a sensation in the entire Federation this time had heirs from big families like Lin Zhen or outstanding descendants. All captured by the Empire.

With this extermination, he will not give these people the chance to reappear in the federation to block him.

Thinking of the family's decline due to the loss of these backbone juniors, the middle-aged man who had fought with the family for half his life but had never gotten a bargain showed a sinister smile.

At this time, the conversation between the old Moros and the president had entered the stage of discussion. After the president repeated the concerns of the peace advocates several times, the old Moros mused: "These young children have not yet realized the mission in their blood, and have never seen it. to the true meaning of their lives."

The old man kindly called those youths or teenagers who advocated peace and opposed war as children, and said earnestly: "The decline of the empire is so sad. I think it is necessary for these children to relive the glory of the empire and let them understand that it is time to do something. What is the significance of the matter. I want to talk to them, just as if I am an old bastard teaching them a lesson, I wonder if the president agrees?"

"This..." The president hesitated for a while, then seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said, "Okay, this is also their honor."

After the president issued the convening order, the middle-aged man and the president helped the old man to the lecture room where the pacifists gathered.

A group of people walked calmly, their expressions were like the scorching sun in the sky, with eagerness to look forward to the future and bloody revenge, even the elderly Moros had a look of longing for a "beautiful future" on his face, they walked one step at a time. Step by step to the stage where the war alliance speech is about to be held, and encourage the descendants of these empires to become their right-hand men and contribute to the great cause of the revival of the empire!

Old Moros' trembling footsteps became extremely firm, and the expression on his son's face became a little eager.

Only one step away from the lecture room, a member of the royal family took the lead and respectfully opened the door for the two distinguished guests, which is about to be a milestone in their glorious life, where countless young faces will become their allies.

Old Moros let go of the support of the two young men, straightened his back, and solemnly stepped into the room——

The place at the front door of the room was unreasonably filled with seats, hundreds of people were already sitting on them, like the most obedient students, they were sitting neatly and upright in uniform postures.

What was abrupt was the expression on their faces.

Ferocious and angry faces appeared in front of old Moros. Before he could analyze where the familiarity of these faces came from, he was suddenly attacked from behind and pushed into the seat fiercely.

"Ah!" Old Moros screamed. He changed the state of the symbiosis mech as soon as he realized something was wrong, but in an instant, he twitched a few times on the spot like a beast whose blood had been drained. , completely stiff on the seat, imprisoned in a half-mecha half-human form.

He heard another scream in his ears, it turned out that his son was also locked in this special chair, the middle-aged man with more flexible and vigilant nerves than his was completely mechanized, but he didn't cause any harm to the scene With the slightest threat, the completely inviolable symbiosis mecha slumped down in the seat in a state of embarrassment when it was revealed in the past.

Seeing that the 'H Particle Isolation and Dissolving Seat' was fully functional, everyone in the Empire breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. President, what do you mean?"

Old Moros is worthy of being an old man who has experienced the world. Even though he was terrified and horrified at this time, he still kept his composure and questioned the president.

The president sneered, "Does this still need to be answered? Honorable Mr. Moros, oh no, I should call you a despicable traitor, a lackey of the Federation, and a shameless thief!"