Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 170 Dwarves and Orcs Arrive at the Forward Base

Lin Mo composed himself and tried to lift his right leg.

"Buzz—"

With a muffled hum from the hydraulic system, the more than five-meter-tall mech simultaneously raised its massive metal right leg, the movement fluid and without the slightest delay.

Lin Mo then performed a few punches and side kicks on the spot.

The mecha can be perfectly reproduced, exuding a strong sense of power.

He grew increasingly excited, eager to immediately drive this steel behemoth out of the base, find a target, and deliver a few punches to test its ultimate power.

Unfortunately, this was ultimately only a half-finished product.

He could only stay in place, repeating the basic movements over and over again, getting used to this completely new feeling.

Not far from the mecha, Zhao Kexia stared intently at the tablet in her hand, where countless data streams were being refreshed rapidly.

As she looked at the document, she quickly jotted something down, muttering to herself.

"The power output curve needs to be readjusted... His instantaneous burst of power exceeds the preset threshold by fifty percent, he's a monster!"

"The neural response speed is too fast. The AI-assisted decision-making system still needs to continue to evolve and be refined, otherwise it will be a bit difficult to keep up with its pace."

"The G-force overload alarm on the omnidirectional suspension arm flashed three times... This thing definitely needs an upgrade!"

"We'll rebuild it from scratch with 'Zheng Jin,' otherwise he'll inevitably tear it apart sooner or later!"

For the next two days, Lin Mo worked with the other party to adjust and optimize the super mecha, and the project team worked in three shifts to contribute to this super project.

Besides this research lab, many other projects are working together, such as nuclear fusion, quantum computers, and Zhengjin materials.

Any new developments in these projects will be synchronized here, enabling multi-party collaboration and real-time updates.

Pangu was changing rapidly every day, and Lin Mo was working very hard, neglecting to eat or sleep, which led Zhao Kexia to jokingly call him a nuclear-powered ox or horse.

Of course, Lin Mo didn't forget the Terra continent either.

After estimating that the expeditionary force should be returning to Firefly Town, he met with Number Two once and then went back to his room to wash up and go to sleep.

.......

Terra, Glowleaf Town.

Lin Mo woke up groggily in bed and saw the ceiling made of aluminum alloy.

After a slight pause, he remembered that this should be his own aluminum alloy dormitory in Firefly Town.

He immediately got up, washed, and changed his clothes.

"Tsk, two of them aren't in good health either, so they need to wash up twice as much."

"Speaking of which, if I get a partner in the future, will the happiness be doubled?"

Lin Mo grinned foolishly, then slapped his forehead.

"Pah, what nonsense are you thinking!"

He got dressed and opened the door.

The blue sky and white clouds of Terra, along with two small suns, create a warm and inviting atmosphere.

"Greetings, Commander!" Guard Wu Jiandao shouted at the entrance.

"Hello, and where is Wu Suowei?"

"He's on his shift rest day."

Lin Mo suddenly realized that not everyone can go for long periods of time without sleeping like he can.

"Nothing's happened these past two days, has it?" he asked as he walked.

"No, everything is going smoothly. Just a short while ago, two groups of people from other worlds arrived here, and Commander Zhao and General Long are receiving them."

"Oh." Lin Mo didn't take it seriously.

When he arrived at the reception room, which was specifically used for receiving guests, he was dumbfounded.

On the oval table, a row of tall, two- or three-meter-tall orcs sat, followed by a row of dwarves.

The height difference is quite eye-catching.

On the other side were the elves and the holy humans, while Long Zhan and Zhao Gang sat in the main seats, chatting with these people through a translator.

Upon seeing Lin Mo appear at the gate, everyone inside turned to look.

Lin Mo stood at the conference room door, somewhat bewildered.

Several groups of "people" sat clearly separated around the oval-shaped metal table.

On one side were familiar faces: Archbishop Kyle of the Holy Human Race and Elder Muyu of the Elf Race, both sitting upright with serious expressions.

On the other hand... the art style is quite peculiar.

A row of burly dwarfs, barely reaching the tabletop, with beards long enough to be braided and hang down to the ground, sat upright with their short legs dangling in mid-air, each one looking more impatient than the last.

Next to the dwarves were a group of muscular, wild orcs.

There are minotaurs, werewolves, catgirls, winged people, and so on.

The leader was a truly "tall and strong" fellow—his lower body was that of a powerful horse, and his upper body was that of a burly warrior.

Because of his physical structure, he could only stand there, almost touching the ceiling, looking down at everyone on the table.

This fantastical mix of races made Lin Mo momentarily think he had wandered onto the wrong set.

"Commander Lin, you're awake!"

From the seat of honor, Zhao Gang stood up, waved to him, and looked delighted.

Long Zhan simply nodded to him, displaying the concise and to-the-point manner typical of a soldier.

"Holy Son." "Lord Lin Mo." Kyle and Elder Muyu also stood up and nodded to him.

At this moment, the dwarves and orcs all focused their attention on Lin Mo.

"Come on, Commander Lin, let me introduce you." Zhao Gang pointed to the group of hot-tempered men.

"This is Elder Thorin Steelbeard, a dwarf."

Thorin Steelbeard's eyes darted around Lin Mo, scrutinizing him.

He nodded, which was his way of greeting him.

Zhao Gang then pointed to the centaur:

"This is Grom, the leader of the delegation sent by the orc tribe."

Grom leaned forward slightly, lowered his proud head, and spoke in a voice like muffled thunder:

"Greetings to you, friend from another world."

Lin Mo sat down next to Zhao Gang, his mind racing.

Before he could even ask, Zhao Gang turned off the translator and whispered to him:

"The dwarves and orcs are all here to buy weapons and equipment."

"I happened to run into Elder Muyu and Kyle, so I decided to meet them both here."

Lin Mo understood instantly.

Gather all the potential buyers together and let them see firsthand how many competitors they have; won't that create a sense of urgency?

After waiting a few days for the elves and humans to catch their fish, two more big fish appeared.

The joy of accident!

As the thought crossed Lin Mo's mind, a perfectly timed expression of surprise and enthusiasm appeared on his face.

"So it's Elder Steelbeard and Chief Grom. Welcome to our forward base."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room, his smile vanishing, replaced by an apologetic and somber expression.

"I roughly understand why you've come."

"In the past few days, I have also reported your trade requests in detail to the senior management of Great Xia."

Upon hearing this, Kyle and Elder Muyu perked up, and even Thorin and Grom, who had been keeping a straight face, showed focused expressions.

"Our Great Xia leadership pays the highest respect to the bravery and fearlessness shown by all races on the Terra continent in resisting the invasion of the demon race."

"We express our deepest understanding and sympathy for the trade requests you have made."

As the saying goes, when one place is in trouble, help comes from all sides.

"Our Great Xia Dynasty is very willing to establish a deep friendship with our friends on the Terra continent, conduct equal trade, contribute our share to the early arrival of peace on the Terra continent, and jointly build a better tomorrow!"