I Can Program My Body?

Returning to the shelter, Nash called all the available seeded talent.

Over three months had already passed since the shelter advanced to level 3.

The collection of various resources and merits had also long surpassed the required threshold.

However, because the special team formed by Natasha hadn't yet cleared all the lord-level dark beasts they found, they set aside the shelter's advancement for the moment.

With little to do but accumulate more materials at the resource points or explore deeper into the danger zone, most of the seeded talent remained idle.

With Nash's call, over 220 seeded talents rushed in, eager for something new to do.

"Leader, what's this? How powerful is it?" they asked, catching sight of the first thing upon their return.

The Spiral Behemoth was truly imposing.

Though only ten meters tall, as it was crafted from various tier-5 materials, especially the death spiral that seemed to pierce through anything, they couldn't help but stand in awe.

"This is the Spiral Behemoth, and it's what we'll be building next. As for its power, it can kill any dark beast with a combat power below a billion in one charge." Nash explained.

"So powerful! As expected of the Leader."

"But where's the cockpit? How do you control this thing?"

Knowing such a large-scale weapon usually required someone's control, they were surprised to find no entry point.

"It doesn't have anything like that. It's controlled solely by a module system."

"A module system?"

"What?! Leader, can your module system even control items?"

Initially, they thought Nash's ability was already powerful, able to connect them across vast distances, review the status of different things, and mark where they had been.

Yet, it seemed they were still ignorant. Nash's ability seemed to have no limits.

"Who wants to volunteer and try it?" Nash smiled, planning to let them experience it.

After all, building this thing was tedious. If he didn't give them some excitement and something to look forward to, they might not have any motivation to work.

After all, he was only a leader who unified everyone's decisions, not their lord or master, demanding that they follow his every order.

Soon, as the seeded talents tried controlling the Spiral Behemoth, they couldn't help but feel excited.

Like a remote-controlled toy that could disintegrate every dark beast, they couldn't stop playing with it the moment they touched it.

Controlling it to bulldoze through every dark beast they found, they felt their blood boil.

If dark beasts were once pests and monsters they couldn't get rid of, now they were like bowling pins, fun to knock down.

Unfortunately, there was only one Spiral Behemoth.

Thus, after everyone got a turn, they urged Nash to teach them how to build more.

With the Spiral Behemoth, forget advancing the shelter to level 5; they might even reach level 6!

"Alright, calm down, just follow my lead. If we're fast, we can build a hundred of these war machines before the special team wipes out all the lord-level dark beasts."

Seeing everyone calm down and eager to work, Nash began assigning tasks to the seeded talents.

Building the Spiral Behemoth was easy.

From purifying and refining the materials, engraving the runic language, and assembling the parts, the process was clear.

For the purification and refining, all the seeded talents could do the work using their void energy.

For runic engraving, only a few tier-1 runic engravers were on the team, forcing Nash to work intensively.

After the tier-1 engravers carved the base runic language, three to five more runes remained to be etched.

Doing the rest of the runic language alone, Nash could already imagine how much suffering he had to endure.

Mobilizing every computational power he had available, he began to work at blazing speed, eager to quickly gather enough data for automated work.

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Two weeks later, after engraving runes on each component, Nash's patience was finally drained before they could even build ten.

"This is enough. Let's take a break!" Nash muttered.

"No, Leader, we've only built seven! How can you give up so soon?!"

Seven Spiral Behemoths were too few for them to share.

Watching others play with them while they waited was too painful that they couldn't help but beg Nash to build more.

"No, it's enough. Let me rest a bit," Nash said, slumping to the ground.

Nash didn't want to stop simply because of exhaustion, but also because he had already gathered enough data on the runic language engraving process for the Spiral Behemoth.

Once he inputs the data into the [Engraving Module System], his body can work autonomously.

Dismissing everyone, Nash took a short break from eating and sleeping before heading to the runic space to start working.

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Three days later, after relentless urging from the seeded talents, Nash finally finished updating the [Engraving Module System.]

Calling everyone back to work, they couldn't help but be excited.

"Leader, you're finally out!"

"Haha, as expected of the Leader. This time, we'll build 20 before we stop!"

Flattering Nash, they eagerly dove into work.

During those three days, they ran extensive tests on the spiral behemoth.

Against a tide of dark beasts, it was an unstoppable tank, racking up points as it crushed everyone.

Against stronger dark beasts they once struggled with, it was a nuclear weapon, killing them in one strike.

Even against a lord-level dark beast, it packed a punch, helping the special team take them down quickly.

Best of all, they could control it remotely from the base.

Like playing a tank game, within the module system's range, they could sit back, relax, and rake in merit points.

The only flaw was that it couldn't collect loot on its own.

When they told Nash about this shortcoming, he could only sigh.

"Don't worry, I'll add it later."

Having already automated the work, adding another feature was a hassle.

He'll build a hundred first, then improve it during the actual cosmic competition.

With the [Engraving Module System] doubling his efficiency, the seeded talents finally felt the exhaustion of working at a breakneck pace.