8: Chapter 8: First Fusion and Promotion to Level 1

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Su Qingyuan's body dissolved into a cluster of photons and dispersed, only to reconsolidate in an instant. Standing in her place was a four-to-five-meter-tall... female Ultraman?

A fully enclosed metal helmet, V-shaped pupils glowing with a faint blue light beneath the visor, and a pair of streamlined silver spikes protruding from the top of the head—everything seemed normal up to this point.

But below that was the valiant and upright body of a woman holding a spear, with waist-length white hair, heavy curves at the chest, a tight waist and abdomen, and long, straight legs.

She wore a red-and-white skin-tight battle suit made of a smooth material that shimmered with a cold luster.

Only vital areas were covered by a layer of white armor, and she wore a pair of white sky-high heels on her feet.

No way, right?

Weren't they all beast god mechas? Weren't they supposed to be humanoid steel bodies with some beast-like features?

Why did mine turn into a female Ultraman?

Furthermore, the weapon she used was actually a long spear. A mecha with a long spear as its Lifebound Weapon was as rare as rolling a triple in dice.

Normally, a mecha's Lifebound Weapon was either a saber, a sword, or a corrosion energy gun.

But hers was a long spear or lance, rendering the three years the original owner spent practicing saber techniques completely useless.

"What are you dazed for? Aren't you going to try Body Integration?" Su Qingyuan's voice echoed in Yun Zhuo's mind.

Yun Zhuo looked up at her and asked, "Teacher Su, have you ever seen such a feminine mecha?"

"You're making a fuss over nothing. Such Fully Humanoid Mechas account for less than one percent of all mechas.

Compared to those Semi-humanoid ones, I have more Neural Link Units, which will make your perception sharper and your movements more precise.

To put it simply, after Body Integration, it'll be like you're wearing a battle suit, fighting with your own body.

As for others, no matter how skilled they are at controlling their mecha or how high their Compatibility with their War Princess is, they will always be a step behind you in basic perception."

"Teacher Su, I'm not well-educated, so don't lie to me."

"Lying my foot! Stop acting like a spoiled brat after getting a good deal. Hurry up and integrate; I can't maintain the Second Form for long on my own."

Fine, if he kept talking, he'd just be acting pretentious.

If it's female, so be it; if it wears high heels, so be it; and if the Lifebound Weapon is a spear, then so be it.

The next moment, Teacher Su's back split open, and countless tentacles reached out, dragging Yun Zhuo inside.

As Teacher Su's back closed, Yun Zhuo felt as if he were falling into a pitch-black deep sea. Immense pressure surged from all directions, making his chest feel tight and making it hard to breathe.

His survival instinct made him desperately stretch his body, wanting to float upward. The process was like putting on an extremely tight garment, with every inch of his skin being squeezed painfully.

Fortunately, the material of the 'garment' was silky. Although it was tight, he managed to put it on smoothly.

In the outside world, a cluster of red light suddenly lit up on the chest of the mecha Su Qingyuan had transformed into. Countless fine optical fibers surged from the red light, spreading through the limbs and bones like meridians.

These optical fibers burned the mecha's body like boiling lava, making her tremble uncontrollably with pain.

"Ugh..."

The suppressed groan of pain made Yun Zhuo instinctively stop his movements. He asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"Don't stop, hurry... The first Body Integration is always like this." Su Qingyuan's voice carried pain, but it was exceptionally firm.

As the lava-like optical fibers spread throughout the body, they soon faded and disappeared. The red light on the chest also gradually dimmed, eventually turning into a sapphire-like crystal firmly embedded in the mecha's chest.

Now, it really looked even more like an Ultraman.

Yun Zhuo's perception was suddenly refreshed. His vision was raised by four or five meters. The training equipment on the ground, which was originally normal-sized, now looked like exquisite toys.

The hum of the air cooler echoed clearly in his ears, and a cool breeze brushed against his body. The familiar faint fragrance wafted through the air, but a metallic tang, similar to blood, inexplicably rose in his mouth.

Everything was just as Teacher Su had said; it really felt like changing into a new set of clothes—familiar yet wonderful.

But just as he tried to take a step, his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground.

"What's going on?" Yun Zhuo asked instinctively, supporting himself on the ground with his hands.

Su Qingyuan's voice immediately rang out in his consciousness: "Is it numbness? Weakness? Or both?"

"It's weakness. I feel like I can't exert any strength in my whole body."

Su Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. "That's normal. It's our first Body Integration, and our Compatibility isn't high enough yet. Alright, don't just lie there. Get up and move around."

Next, as if undergoing rehabilitation training, Yun Zhuo crawled on all fours to the parallel bars designed for mechas and slowly stood up by holding onto the cold metal bars.

Then, gripping the bars tightly, he learned to walk step by shaky step, looking like a toddler just learning to walk.

But he adapted faster than expected. In less than ten minutes, he was able to let go and walk onto the treadmill by himself, slowly taking steps without any assistance.

"Your walking posture is too stiff. Can't you relax a bit?" Su Qingyuan's voice rang in his consciousness, carrying a hint of deliberately maintained coldness, yet the end of her sentence unintentionally drifted with a touch of softness.

Yun Zhuo stumbled while holding onto the equipment, grumbling in his heart: It's clearly because these high heels are too anti-human, and yet you have the nerve to criticize me.

"Please, Teacher Su! Walking in these sky-high heels is inherently anti-physics. You can't expect me to walk like a runway model, can you?"

"Hmph, useless." She gave a light snort, her tone sounding dismissive, but her voice softened. "Forget it, I won't laugh at you. I know this kind of mecha makes you feel a bit awkward.

Once you get used to it, you'll see that this model is the most flexible.

When you take the College Entrance Exam, you'll find that you're certainly not the only one with this kind of mecha. Then, you won't feel awkward anymore."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." Her voice carried a certain cold confidence, but in the next second, as if losing steam, she softly muttered, "After all... it's just because you've seen too little."

She quickly added, her tone as soft as a marshmallow, "Don't be mad, okay? I'm telling the truth."

Yun Zhuo teased her, "You knew it was the truth and still said it. Don't you know that in this world, the truth is what hurts the most?"

"Heh, don't want to hear it? Well, I'm going to keep saying it. Your walking posture is so ugly."

Time slipped away second by second as the two bickered. Before long, Yun Zhuo was able to jog steadily on the treadmill.

Suddenly, a warm current pumped from his heart and flowed through his limbs and bones. At the same time, a faint soft light appeared on his body, as if he were wrapped in moonlight.

His physical fatigue was instantly wiped away, and he ran faster than before, as if he suddenly had an inexhaustible supply of strength.

"Leveled up!" Su Qingyuan's voice rang in Yun Zhuo's consciousness with irrepressible joy. "I really didn't misjudge you. A Super Rank War Spirit Master is truly different!

On the very first day of our contract, you've already helped me level up!"

"Super Rank?" Yun Zhuo was stunned for a moment.

"Mhm!" Her voice was full of certainty and a hint of pride. "Don't you know? Your corrosion energy furnace Conversion Rate can reach a perfect one hundred percent, which is a full twenty percent higher than a Heaven Rank High Grade!"