Marvelous Mecha

On the distant other side of the three-dimensional universe, a gray-white creature had been searching through the starry sky for two weeks.

Finally, on the eve of its energy depletion, it stopped at a habitable Earth-like planet.

It vaguely sensed changes in its body; this purified flesh was not only unsuited for prolonged battle, but its recovery ability was also much weaker than before.

Now, the Bizarre no longer had to worry about being erased by cosmic rules; however, the excessive consumption of its spirit would only continue to add to its burden, further reducing its already scant energy, weakening it even more.

Damn Feng Yi, always meddling; wouldn't it have been better to let it die back then.

To the current Bizarre, its past memories seem like watching a film of past and present lives, as its body was then controlled by negative energy, with multiple hidden split personalities inside.

But when all this vanished, and there were no longer violent emotions, it instead became calm.

Reality, however, wouldn't leave Bizarre much time; this body needed energy replenishment instead of power transformed by the Dark Magnetic Field.

Exhausted, Bizarre eventually collapsed on a deserted mountain road.

Unsure how much time had passed, the trembling inside the car awakened it.

"You're awake; have something to eat first." A middle-aged woman handed it a hamburger.

Observing its surroundings was a wary habit it had developed over time. As its spirit spread, Bizarre realized it was inside a sightseeing bus, of which the vehicle had four levels.

It said nothing, took the hamburger, and swallowed it whole.

The woman was stunned... such a big hamburger swallowed in one bite, clearly quite hungry.

Seeing this, she kept handing out hamburgers, one after another, without knowing how many. Anyway, the hamburgers were all devoured by it.

"Would you like some water?" The woman offered purified water, awkwardly asking.

The result was as always; Bizarre silently drank the water, with no response throughout, which naturally piqued the curiosity of the tour guide.

However, seeing someone collapsed here, there was no reason not to help.

By now, Bizarre's energy had recovered significantly, and it attempted to release its spirit, sensing its surroundings.

From one kilometer to a hundred kilometers, even globally, it quickly learned its location.

Saudi secondary suburban planet Laka, located in the northwest of Saudi, with low development, Arctic scenery is pleasant, and travels here are mainly for tourism. Due to frequent criminal organizations at the border, sightseeing vehicles mostly operate during the daytime, and their numbers are sparse.

However, there are exceptions. The sightseeing bus found Bizarre lying by a dangerous cliff en route. This path was scarcely traveled, coupled with the surrounding hundreds of kilometers being deserted, the group had to organize a rescue spontaneously, taking great effort to save it, delaying for over an hour, and then the car had a flat tire. The sun had set, and a supply point was still not in sight.

Conversely, dozens of unexpected guests quickly intercepted ahead, holding various paintings and blocking the mountain road with jeeps.

They encountered a robbery midway, under the pretense of forced selling; it wasn't the first time witnessing such.

Really damned unlucky! The driver cursed darkly while stomping on the brakes.

Opening the car door, a man in black grinned, "Welcome, everyone; buy some local specialties to pity us poor folks."

The people in the car looked at each other; despite feeling indignant, faced with such a situation, they could only consider themselves unlucky.

Unlike forced consumption, this place wasn't a tourist area, and anything unexpected could happen.

At this moment, Bizarre was still pondering how to find that bastard Feng Yi; his presence was too elusive.

Within the car, everyone argued incessantly, with both sides becoming increasingly hostile.

A tourist said, "Bro, just one painting and you want tens of thousands; I really don't have that much."

"I don't have that much either; these things are too expensive."

"Heh, guests, you've got to follow the rules here, don't embarrass the brothers."

"We'll buy, but can't you offer something cheaper, we really can't afford such expensive things."

The man's voice grew gradually colder, "Twenty thousand for a painting is the cheapest. We're all adults, let's not argue here."

The female tour guide couldn't stand it any longer; all crows are equally black worldwide, forced consumption wasn't lacking in any tourist area, but the problem was these were blatant robbers, asking for twenty thousand at once, who could stand it?

"Please don't do this, we're from the Golden Cup Travel Group; it's not easy being out there. We'll need you in the future; please give us some leeway today."

"Trying to hold Golden Cup Travel Group over us, are you?"

A man couldn't help it, and shouted, "What happens if we don't buy?"

The man in black smiled, "I'd advise not being too blunt; in this deserted place late at night, don't say I didn't warn you, without my brothers leading, the mountain road isn't easy to traverse."

"I'll take it, I'll take it; gentlemen, please calm down." The man's wife sensed the unfavorable turn, quickly interjected to appease.

"Bah, damn it all, I won't pay today, what of it." Apparently, the man's blood pressure rose, with a fiery response, he grabbed the wallet and instantly got out his phone to call the police.

"You son of a bitch, giving you courtesy yet you refuse." The man in black knew there was no signal nearby, but he didn't wait; with a snap of his fingers, a group rushed up directly pulling that passenger out of the bus.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" The man panicked, not expecting them to dare act in front of so many, "It's murder."