Don't talk about being a low-level Several Rings True God for three thousand years. Such cultivation speed would make even the Emperor next door cry.

They don't need cultivation, just sit in the ready-made Celestial Vaulting-class armor and only need to familiarize themselves with power and learn how to control it for combat.

It's like a mortal suddenly possessing the body of a god, only needing to figure out how to adapt to the power...

In technological civilizations, their strength in this area is terrifying!

But the weakness is also obvious, their bodies are too weak...

They're like glass cannons, high attack and low defense.

"Don't be fooled by him reaching such terrifying heights within a millennium... But his peak period is too short. As a technological mortal, his body is too weak, and even with various organ transplants and cloning, the soul and consciousness are the biggest issues. He dies of old age in just tens of thousands of years."

"Millennium peak, tens of thousands dead, comparing it to the scale of life, it's normal."

The extraordinary side develops slowly, but they live long.

Each of them is a super old turtle.

The strong in this technological civilization basically die of old age in tens of thousands of years... And those who seem to exceed this time are because they use various ways to hibernate, sleeping until the future.

3. Interstellar Pirates.

Become a pirate, just plunder!

Honestly, the route Li Qing most wanted to take, without a doubt, was becoming an interstellar pirate.

Picking up garbage?

Being recruited by someone after becoming strong?

Robbery is the fastest.

With so many interstellar pirates, red-named players, being one of them would not be a problem, and he was confident he could grow by devouring others swiftly.

But after some thought, Li Qing rejected this idea. Robbery is not the fastest way, nor the safest.

He came up with a fourth idea.

He pulled out a strand of hair and blew it gently.

Crash!

Several mechas appeared before his eyes.

"Capital, this is faster than robbing a bank."

Li Qing frowned, "Hope this planet's purchasing power is decent. If it's not up to par, and doing business isn't faster than robbery, I'll have to start robbing you."

Three days later.

Li Qing was soliciting customers in front of the mecha building, secretly selling several mechas at low prices to exchange for resources, and then frantically producing more mechas, continuously accumulating.

Within less than a week.

He made crazy profits and quickly opened a shop in this mecha tower. Honest and trustworthy with various discounts, he was a conscientious capitalist.

"How can it be so cheap?"

"Is it a grand opening promotion?"

"This must be a losing business, right?"

"Recognize the Fist brand mecha, make the biggest fist!"

Bargain hunters never miss a chance.

A group of people went crazy, the ridiculously broke mecha masters looked at Li Qing as if they had seen their father, wishing they could kneel down.

A long line appeared, magnificent, serving as the best advertisement.

After all, he didn't need a production line.

His DNA evolution itself was a production line; each of these children was born from flesh and blood... not manufactured in an armory.

Just like peaches growing on a tree, wouldn't this squeeze his peers to death??

This money truly rolled in quickly.

In just a few months, Li Qing rapidly swept across half of the planet and even started expanding his business to surrounding planets.

Everyone knew that a super-large arms dealer had emerged!

This immediately affected the interests of countless capitalists, who started all sorts of attempts to invest, probe, and inquire.

Li Qing did not refuse them, making money peacefully.

What he truly desired was not wealth on its own, but True God Mechas...

"I only want 10%, but the condition is to collect all kinds of new mechas!" Li Qing said.

"Deal!"

The local gang forces were shocked.

It was their first time seeing such a fool, no, a passionate mecha maker who cared not for fame or fortune, only for collecting various mechas and blueprints.

This was the type of pure research genius, not good at fighting, that they loved most.

Li Qing merely looked at them quietly,

"Soon you'll find out that the few strands of hair you plucked from me will turn into the greatest weapon threatening your civilization."

"So, give me all the divine base artificial life you've accumulated."

Following that.

Li Qing no longer needed to pull out his hair; after completing the initial accumulation, doing so again would risk being discovered.

He followed the traditional route.

Using that money, he set up a super-large mecha workshop.

Like any mecha master, a subspace workshop, with several million acres of workshop space with only him as a living person, ensured absolute confidentiality.

All factory workers were machines.

Mecha masters were more sought after than anyone!

One person establishing a private workshop with countless powerful forces supporting him wholeheartedly.

Without Li Qing needing to do anything, a large business alliance began emerging under the aggregation of capital, expanding swiftly and growing rapidly!

Furthermore, with various capital operations, their prices were driven up crazily, using high quality as an excuse, even exceeding the average prices of other mechas.

Li Qing did not bother with this.

What did their harvesting of leeks have to do with him?

No matter how they operated, as long as he gathered the various mecha blueprints he wanted, it was fine.

At the same time, Li Qing provided them with a piece of information:

"I need higher-quality mecha samples and blueprints. The generic ones are too cheap; as long as I obtain the mechas and specific blueprints, I can potentially produce equivalent ones!"

They went crazy immediately!

What kind of trick was this?

Every top guild and financial group had its core industry; intellectual property was its competitiveness, and each had its exclusive mecha.

But you come along, cracking, copying, and selling on your own?

They were so excited they couldn't stand it.

"You are truly amazing!"

"You're undoubtedly the greatest mecha maker in the entire Federation!"

These businessmen wanted to kneel down, arranging for Li Qing to have hundreds of personal bodyguards, surrounding him in multiple layers, fearing anything might happen, and they would lose this cash cow.

Li Qing was like their father.

And a worthy capitalist, in outsiders' eyes, is like their father.

Li Qing was undoubtedly worthy and quickly climbed to this position, accumulating massive amounts of original capital in this star domain.

In just one year.

The Fist Commerce Association thoroughly reverberated across several thousand commercial planets nearby.

Li Qing stopped pulling hair and casually expanded several regular mechanical assembly lines to increase production.

The Creator Gods were, after all, aligned with Creation Science, fundamentally similar to the essence of a mecha master. He discarded all external aids and was already a formidable figure.

And Li Qing took advantage of this time to gain more than forty thousand rings in one go.

Now reaching a terrifying height of seventy thousand rings.

"Whew!"

Li Qing sat cross-legged, feeling the various energies clashing, intersecting, and burning within him, robust and substantial, "Absolutely marvelous..."

With this, he should enter the top tier of True God civilizations.

Ranked within the top hundred.

And this was merely benefiting from taking advantage of this civilization's resources for a few years, still growing rapidly, soon surpassing them, reaching an unprecedented True God Realm.

"Ugh, I finally have the chance to break through to True God," Li Qing, this mortal, sighed, feeling as if there might be a day he could achieve it, having once thought he'd be mortal forever.

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