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Chapter 71: The Empty "Machine" Chronicle

Chapter 65 The Empty "Machine" Chronicle (Fifth Update)

The roar of the drilling rig echoed through the rock strata like thunder. As cracks appeared in the thin ceiling rock layer, the "welcome ceremony" below was ready.

These ghouls are not mindless beasts.

On the contrary, they are killing units meticulously calculated and arranged by the divine seal.

In the spacious control room below, the monsters, which had been wandering aimlessly, seemed to have received some kind of unified broadcast command, and their movements instantly became uniform.

The massive, bloated "self-destructors" retreated to the back of their bunkers, while the agile "jumpers" hung high on the walls and pillars, ready to pounce.

Meanwhile, the "dual-blade monsters" with sharp bone blades were scattered around the crash site, forming a well-spaced encirclement.

They are waiting.

This ensures that the entire team won't be wiped out by falling debris, while also allowing them to launch a fierce and rapid attack the moment the prey appears.

This level of tactical skill even surpasses that of most human special forces.

However, despite all their calculations, they didn't anticipate the "tonnage" of the falling object.

"BOOM!!!"

With a deafening roar, the ceiling shattered.

Several tons of rock crashed down, accompanied by billowing smoke and dust, while at the center of the smoke and dust, the huge drill bit, gleaming with blue light, fell like a meteorite.

"Snap!"

Although the mutated creatures were already spread out, three or four unlucky "dual-wielding monsters" still didn't have time to dodge.

There is no suspense.

Compared to this industrial behemoth weighing tens of tons and constructed from immersion engineering heavy steel, their flesh and blood bodies are like tomatoes under a hydraulic press.

Before he could even scream, he was instantly smashed into a pile of red and yellow flesh, with only a few broken bone spurs twitching slightly at the edge of the ruins.

"hiss!!!"

The death of their companions did not frighten the corpse-mutants; instead, it aroused their ferocity.

Almost at the same instant the drilling rig landed, dozens of monsters around it launched a simultaneous attack.

They roared and pounced on the still-steaming drilling vehicle, their bone blades, claws, and acid splattering wildly onto the cockpit windows and armor.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The dense, clanging sounds rang out like the hammering of iron.

However, an embarrassing scene unfolded.

Those mutated bone blades that could easily cut through Kevlar body armor and even tear apart spacesuits didn't even leave a white mark on the drilling vehicle's exterior.

This is no ordinary sheet metal; this is a valuable piece of sheet metal.

It looks ordinary, but in fact, it is a composite armor that Pei Qi made by using refined obsidian ingots from General Machinery, mixed with reinforced stone from Industrial Age 2 (IC2), and finally lined with anti-corrosion treated wood from Immersive Engineering.

Let alone the bones of a zombie, even if you were to face an RPG rocket launcher head-on, this drilling rig would remain completely unmoved.

As for that seemingly fragile cockpit glass?

Sorry, that's reinforced obsidian glass for the Ender interface. Its hardness is not only explosion-proof, but also protects against nuclear radiation.

The mutated creatures attacked the "Iron Turtle" relentlessly for a minute, but aside from wearing their claws down to the bare ground, they achieved nothing.

But they still didn't give up. Countless pale eyes stared intently at the inside of the cockpit, trying to find the delicious flesh and blood pilot.

However, it was empty inside.

The driver's seat was completely dark and empty.

At this very moment, above the large hole that had just been drilled.

Pei Qi was lying on the edge of the cave entrance, holding a red cylinder in his hand, looking down at the group of idiots who had successfully "gathered monsters" with a wicked grin.

"Wow, that's incredibly touching enthusiasm."

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Pei Qi adjusted the night vision focus of the nano helmet. "I was just wondering how to get you all together."

I didn't expect you guys to be so cooperative, even going so far as to throw a party around my drilling rig.

"However, you've got the wrong person. I'm on the second floor, not the first."

As an Minecraft player whose DNA is etched with the idea of ​​"survival," how could Pei Qi possibly be so foolish as to sit in a vehicle and charge straight into the enemy's lair?

Before drilling through the last layer of rock, he had already set the drill to "automatic digging mode" and jumped out of the machine to manually dig an observation post next to it using the IC2 enhanced mining drill.

This is called "sacrificing a pawn to save the king," or "entrapment."

"Does this look like some kind of biohazard scene? Or some kind of cult sacrifice ritual?"

Pei Qi looked down at the dense red dots below; the mini-map was practically a sea of ​​red.

"Never mind, let's clear out a wave of areas first. It'll be a good opportunity to test the power of the newly synthesized explosives."

He tossed the red cylinder in his hand.

That's not ordinary explosives; it's explosives produced in Industrial Age 2 (IC2).

Compared to TNT, which would blast the terrain into a mess and then require you to ignite it like an idiot with a flint and steel.

This industrial explosive is not only easy to throw, but most importantly, its blast radius is controllable, and it causes less damage to ores and hard blocks such as its drill, making it specifically designed to kill soft targets.

"Get out of here!"

Pei Qi pulled out the fuse and tossed it aside.

The red explosive rod traced a graceful parabola through the air, landing precisely in the center of the densest encirclement of the mutated corpses below.

A "dual-bladed monster" that was perched on top of the drilling rig, trying to pry open the hatch, paused for a moment, looking at the small, smoking thing at its feet, before it could even figure out what it was.

"boom!!!"

A dazzling burst of light erupted in the center of the hall.

The violent shockwave, mixed with high temperature, instantly swept across a ten-meter radius area centered on the drilling rig.

This isn't the kind of special effects explosion with lots of fire and light you see in movies; it's a real industrial explosion with physical impact.

The dozen or so necromancers at the epicenter of the explosion disintegrated instantly. Their proud mutated skeletons were as fragile as paper in the face of the power of industrial explosives, and limbs and fragments flew off like raindrops.

The surrounding mortals were also thrown away by the shockwave, crashing heavily into the wall, their sternums shattered and their internal organs crushed.

As the smoke and dust dissipated, a large area around the previously crowded drilling rig was instantly cleared out.

Countless red particles, representing hostile organisms, dissipated in the air.

"Oh dear, what a pity."

Pei Qi looked at the few remaining red dots on the minimap and sighed.

"They didn't manage to clear it all at once. It seems the yield of the industrial explosives was still too small."

"If I weren't worried about damaging the paint on my precious drilling rig, I would have already dropped a nuclear bomb—well, okay, I didn't. But a thermally expanding red pigment grenade would still be acceptable."

He stood up, stretched his neck, and made a cracking sound.

"Alright, let's save some materials. As for the remaining few that slipped through the net, consider them as an after-dinner digestive exercise. I'll trouble you to handle them myself."