Chapter 185 Return

Not long after, Su Mo piloted the IV-generation bio-mechanical armor, Gluttony, towards the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Xiao Wen and the others, who were supervising the work, subconsciously turned their heads to look at the sky, watching Gluttony leave like a shooting star.

They all raised their hands and waved to him.

They had all seen how hard Su Mo had worked on this exploration mission.

After confirming that the planet was safe, he began to explore the surrounding area tirelessly.

Su Mo seemed to sense something, controlling the mecha to turn its head and look at the ground. He glanced at the waving crowd and nodded slightly in response, feeling even more motivated.

So, Su Mo controlled the Gluttony mecha to accelerate towards the atmosphere, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

Soon, the Gluttony mecha left the asteroid and flew towards the depths of the Kativalok starry sky.

Inside the cockpit, Su Mo was full of fighting spirit. With the cooperation of the Falsified Creator-Devourer, he believed he would definitely gain something. Even if he couldn't find the Titan ruins, he could still unearth one or two resource points that were at least decent.

More than ten days later, Su Mo was piloting the Gluttony mecha at high speed through the starry sky. When passing by planets, he would slow down as soon as possible, waiting for the Falsified Creator-Devourer's scan, like opening a blind box.

It was a pity that his win rate for opening this blind box was ridiculously low. After so many days, the Falsified Creator-Devourer hadn't made a single sound.

However, Su Mo was also very patient. He understood the principle that good things take time.

Just then, the Gluttony mecha suddenly popped up a warning.

"Warning, the internal energy of the IV-generation bio-mechanical armor, Gluttony, is less than 20%!"

Su Mo was slightly stunned. This was the first time he had encountered this situation, and he couldn't help but complain, "What's going on? Out of energy?"

"What's so strange about that? All energy sources will run out one day."

The Falsified Creator-Devourer replied in a deep voice.

"No, the problem is that it's too useless. By the way, doesn't this mecha have bio-energy? Can't I use that?"

Su Mo rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache. He had finally run so far, and now he was being told that he was out of energy. Wasn't that nonsense?

"Are you sure you want to use bio-energy? Bio-energy is for combat bursts. You want to use it for continuous power?"

The Falsified Creator-Devourer's voice had a hint of playfulness.

"Just tell me if I can or not."

Su Mo asked helplessly.

"It's possible, but bio-energy isn't unlimited either. It overdrafts the activity of the biological body cells within the mecha. If you use it too much, it will cause serious damage to the mecha. To put it bluntly, the biological body will shrivel up."

The Falsified Creator-Devourer poured a bucket of cold water directly on him.

"Never mind I said anything."

Su Mo decisively gave up the idea of using bio-energy.

"But speaking of which, the internal energy of your IV-generation bio-mechanical armor is indeed a bit garbage. Although yours isn't a continuous-power type IV-generation mecha, it shouldn't be that bad normally."

The Falsified Creator-Devourer replied in a deep voice.

Su Mo rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "Did those guys in the GT department use inferior energy on me?"

"Not sure, you decide what to do next."

The Falsified Creator-Devourer replied indifferently.

"What else can I do? Of course, go back and replace the internal energy."

Su Mo had no choice but to run back.

Then, Su Mo pulled the control lever, controlling the Gluttony mecha to return to the Black Tooth at full speed.

Several days later, Su Mo piloted the Gluttony mecha from the distant starry sky.

Inside the cockpit, Su Mo's communication channel connected to the signal of the Black Shine command room, and a sweet voice sounded.

"Respectable Major Su Mo, this is the Black Tooth Command Center. I am Dispatcher Lieutenant Anjie. Welcome back, the journey has been hard, which area do you wish to go to?"

"I'm applying to return to the GT department's logistics maintenance area, thank you."

Su Mo replied.

"Arrangements and dispatch are being made for you. Some special precautions need to be notified in advance. In order to improve work efficiency and resupply, the Black Tooth is implementing temporary special rules. All operators, after returning, if there is no clear injury, do not need to be isolated and inspected, but everyone cannot cross over to the core area of the Black Tooth. If there is a special need, an application is required."

"I understand!"

Su Mo nodded in response.

"Major Su Mo, your return application has been approved. Please return through Entrance 01 of the Black Tooth. We will guide you throughout the entire process."

"Thank you."

Su Mo piloted the Gluttony mecha towards the entrance.

Not long after, Su Mo piloted the Gluttony mecha into the Black Tooth, returning to the GT department's logistics maintenance area.

It was unusually busy here, with mechanics everywhere nervously maintaining all kinds of mechas.

Su Mo curiously looked around.

At this time, a man wearing glasses, a gray work uniform, and holding a recording tablet in his hand, not very old but very calm, walked over. He looked at the returning Gluttony mecha in surprise.

He kept flipping through the recording tablet. He had not received a notice that the Gluttony mecha was returning for maintenance?

Moreover, he took a brief look and the Gluttony mecha did not look like it had been in combat. It was completely undamaged.

At this time, the Gluttony mecha's biological cabin popped open, and Su Mo neatly somersaulted down from it.

"Hello, Mr. Su Mo. Let me introduce myself. I am Obick, the director of logistics maintenance for the GT department. May I ask if there is a problem with your mecha? Is something malfunctioning?"

Obick stepped forward and asked politely.

"You are the director of logistics maintenance? That's good, I was just looking for you. What kind of internal energy does my Gluttony mecha use? It's too useless, it ran out of energy. Did you guys use inferior energy on me?"

Su Mo couldn't help but ask.

Hearing Su Mo's words, Obick's expression became very colorful, and he looked at Su Mo in shock.

"Mr. Su Mo, your mecha's energy is exhausted?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Su Mo was confused when he saw Obick's exaggerated expression.

"No, Mr. Su Mo, what did you do with the Gluttony mecha? How could the energy be exhausted?"

"I didn't do anything. I just piloted the Gluttony mecha to survey. What's the problem?"

Su Mo replied naturally.

Obick heard Su Mo's words, covered his chest, and his entire face stiffened. He said to Su Mo, "Mr. Su Mo, you're not joking with me, are you? You actually used a IV-generation bio-mechanical armor for reconnaissance?"

"What's the problem? Isn't it normal to use a IV-generation mecha for reconnaissance?"

"Mr. Su Mo, where is that normal? The energy for IV-generation mechas is very expensive and rare. Have you seen anyone do that? Normal reconnaissance missions are dispatched by ships or interstellar reconnaissance aircraft. Except for extremely special combat reconnaissance, how could they let a IV-generation mecha go for reconnaissance? Isn't your behavior the same as driving a tank to commute to and from work?"