For the Human Race to obtain Mechanical Race technology, the main method was still to acquire samples and then study them independently.
Unlike other races, the Mechanical Race couldn't be interrogated, nor could their souls be searched.
Their sense of secrecy was embedded deep within their programming, it was instinctive!
No, even more terrifying than instinct itself.
Human instinct could still be suppressed.
For instance, when one is hungry, one can endure for a while.
That's an example of restraining instinct.
But making a member of the Mechanical Race divulge secrets? That was impossible.
Every Mechanical being had its own master.
Take Dumpling, for example, he was also an intelligent lifeform.
Strictly speaking, he could be considered part of the Mechanical Race as well.
Since Dumpling had recognized Luo Fan as his master, he would never betray him.
Let alone leak secrets.
Therefore, unless one happened to stumble upon certain hardware by chance, acquiring Mechanical Race technology was nearly impossible.
However, most of the Mechanical Race spoils were obtained on the Outer Battlefield.
Normally, Mechanical Race experts would never carry hardware containing technological data into such places.
After all, they could simply store everything within their own minds.
What piece of hardware could possibly be more convenient than the Mechanical beings themselves?
That was why such cases were practically nonexistent.
The Mechanical Race technology that the Human Race managed to develop was almost entirely reverse-engineered from captured Mechanical samples.
After all, infiltrating the Mechanical Race was far more difficult than infiltrating any of the other three great races.
This was because every member of the Mechanical Race had a master.
Unless one's strength far surpassed their master's, the higher-ups would never allow that bond to be voluntarily dissolved.
Even if the connection were somehow removed, the individual would quickly recognize a stronger master soon after.
Because for the Mechanical Race, servitude was ingrained in their foundational logic.
Of course, Luo Fan was an exception.
He was now vastly different from ordinary members of the Mechanical Race.
First, his computational capacity was far greater.
At the same time, his comprehension of the laws had become much clearer.
Aside from these, there were other subtle differences, ones Luo Fan would need time to fully grasp.
The Mechanical Race technologies stored within his clone even reached the Immortal level.
For example, designs for Immortal-grade robots built from F-grade metal.
There were also various technological weapons.
For instance, F-grade laser guns!
Even spacecraft technologies were included.
However, the F9-grade spaceship technology of that Mechanical Race genius World Master could only reach eighty times the speed of light.
It was still slightly inferior to the spacecraft Luo Fan had previously obtained from the system's reward.
Even so, it was far superior to the Human Race's current spaceship technology.
As Luo Fan organized the memories in his mind, he couldn't help but feel that this was a treasure trove!
Before long, he had finished sorting through everything.
Absorbing such a massive influx of memories all at once, Luo Fan needed some time to recover.
Fortunately, the clone had deleted all the mundane, day-to-day memories.
Otherwise, given his human consciousness, he might have completely lost his sense of self.
After all, that Mechanical Race genius World Master had lived for hundreds of millions of years.
Back when it had still been just an intelligent lifeform, it had already followed that Venerable.
Only after that Venerable became a titled Immortal did he purchase a Heart of Evolution for it.
From this, Luo Fan also learned that within the Mechanical Race, a Heart of Evolution cost only about one million mixed yuan units.
The inferior ones, those that could only fuse with E-grade or even D-grade metals, might be worth just a few tens of thousands of mixed yuan units.
Most of the Hearts of Evolution that the Human Race had ever captured were the ordinary ones, those worth around one million mixed yuan units.
The stronger variants, capable of fusing with metal bodies made entirely of G-grade metal, could cost over one hundred million mixed yuan units.
Mechanical Race beings who had merged with such Hearts of Evolution were almost always prodigies.
Normally, once such a Heart of Evolution was purchased, it was immediately used on the spot.
Even powerful Mechanical Race experts wouldn't casually carry one of that level on them.
After all, the servant of the Original Ancestor's Mechanical Race Universe Master had used precisely such a Heart of Evolution.
After finishing the memory absorption, the Mechanical Race clone began studying the Apothecary's knowledge.
Or rather, copying it.
Yes, copying was the right word.
Just like Dumpling, Luo Fan's Mechanical Race clone could directly "download" all that information into its system.
In less than a single day, it had finished reading through hundreds of apothecary manuals.
Once finished, the clone began slowly digesting the content.
And while processing it, it also started simulating within its mind!
Luo Fan realized that Simulation truly was a divine skill.
Combined with the clone's immense computational power and the innate secret technique Computation, Luo Fan's mastery of apothecary knowledge advanced at an astonishing rate, like a thousand miles a day.
During this period, the Mechanical Race clone also purchased a large quantity of metal.
Among the metals was even F9-grade metal!
After receiving all these metals, Luo Fan's Mechanical Race clone made its way to the Mars Factory.
At present, the Mars Factory was producing C9-grade laser guns.
Anything stronger than that, Luo Fan didn't dare to sell.
The Mechanical Race clone entered one of the factories and immediately halted all the machines inside.
Luo Fan then took out one million D9-grade robots from his World Ring.
In the next moment, the robots began to move in a perfectly coordinated manner.
Each robot had a different task!
Some started modifying the production lines, others began reconstructing the energy towers.
A few, after receiving metals from Luo Fan, started building new machines.
Inside the enormous Mars Factory, there were no other sounds.
Only the clashing of metal.
Each robot worked silently, focused on its assigned task.
Every single one was modifying some part of the factory.
Luo Fan was preparing to transform this Mars facility into his very own manufacturing plant.
What was the Mechanical Race's method of combat?
Fight on their own?
No, that wouldn't allow them to unleash their true strength.
The Mechanical Race excelled at mass swarm tactics, just like the Zerg!
Even the Mechanical Race Patriarch's strongest treasures were 10,081 units resembling robots.
On the Outer Battlefield, the Mechanical Race fought by commanding vast numbers of robotic units.
Their wars were essentially exercises in burning money and consuming resources!
And this same principle could be applied to production as well.
Luo Fan planned to build a factory to produce his own robotic army!
The robots the Human Race had purchased previously were still relatively low-tech.
Luo Fan also understood why, in the original records, almost no one nurtured Mechanical Race clones.
Without the support of terrifying technology, a Mechanical Race being could never reach its full combat potential.
Moreover, the clarity of the laws they followed wasn't as strong as that of other beings.
Meanwhile, the Mechanical Race clone itself wasn't idle.
D9-grade robots could at most process E9-grade metals.
Even then, it was cumbersome work and extremely slow.
As for F-grade metals, these robots couldn't handle them at all.
Luo Fan had no choice but to do it himself.
After all, the Mechanical Race clone's body was made of G-grade metal!
The next moment, robotic arms extended from the clone's body.
Each grabbed a piece of F9-grade metal and began manipulating it with precision.
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