vncnus Chapter 81 Cardboard Boxes: We are merely porters of nature; as for what we are porting, don't
Chapter 81 Cardboard Boxes: We are merely porters of nature; as for what we are porting, don't
Chapter 75 Cardboard Boxes: We are merely porters of nature; as for what we are porting, don't ask.
The third day after returning to the Minecraft Overworld.
The sun, made of blocks, hangs overhead at noon, casting neat rays of light across this plain composed of pixels.
Pei Qi stood in his open-air factory, holding an engineer's hammer, adjusting a newly assembled high-voltage capacitor.
Although his body had returned to the blocky world, his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the underground base three days earlier.
Three days ago, at the underground base in Mexico: "—Director Pei, are you sure this is really okay?"
Hendrix stared at the scene before him, his eyes twitching wildly, as if he were witnessing something even more illogical than the Corpse Transformation.
At this moment, the black divine seal that once exuded endless malice and almost wiped out the entire base has been transformed by Pei Qi into a perfectly sealed metal coffin using that layer of silver-gray mind-blocking alloy block.
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But that's not the point.
The key point is that Pei Qi is holding a plain-looking, even somewhat cheap, brown box and is trying to put it on the several-ton metal coffin.
It was a cardboard box.
Yes, it's the kind of cardboard box where you can even see the texture of the corrugated cardboard, as if it were picked up from a roadside junkyard.
[General Machinery] Cardboard Box [Synthetic Formula: Wood Pulp/Sawdust 4]
[Function: A magical packaging box that can even move bedrock]
"Don't worry, this is high-tech."
While adjusting the angle of the cardboard box, Pei Qi said without turning his head, "This isn't just any ordinary packaging box. Can your packaging box hold something this big? This is a low-end version of 'two-dimensional foil,' called 'dimensional reduction packaging technique.'"
"Once covered by this box, whether it's a Divine Seal or a monster spawner, it will all become a portable item slot."
"But—it's made of paper!" Altman cried out in despair. "The radiation from the Divine Seal can penetrate even lead plates, and you're using a cardboard box?!"
"That's what you don't understand, Doctor."
Pei Qi grinned. "This isn't ordinary paper; it's a carrier of some kind of rules."
After saying that, he slammed the cardboard box he was holding onto the huge metal coffin.
The next second, something magical, or rather bizarre, happened.
"Pop".
It was accompanied by a soft sound.
The massive, several-ton metal cube, radiating terrifying energy, vanished into thin air the instant it was covered by the cardboard box.
Instead, a small brown cardboard box, no bigger than the palm of your hand and sealed with tape, fell silently to the ground.
The previously oppressive atmosphere instantly relaxed, and all abnormal readings returned to zero.
That cosmic beacon, capable of destroying the world, now resembles a small commodity from Yiwu waiting to be picked up by a courier—quiet, even somewhat endearing.
Pei Qi bent down and picked up the cardboard box, tossing it around as if it contained only a box of apples.
"Done. Packing fee: 50 cents. You're welcome."
Seeing the two people who were completely petrified, Pei Qi casually tossed the cardboard box into his backpack.
Within the General Mechanics module, cardboard boxes can pack any "block entity." Since the Seal has been transformed into a block by the Mind Alloy, it naturally falls within the containment range of this cardboard box.
The logic is closed and flawless.
Of course, packaging is only the first step.
This thing is a hot potato after all; I don't feel comfortable leaving it anywhere.
Hand it over to GOC headquarters? Forget it. Pei Qi doesn't want those bureaucrats to slice it up and study it, only to end up creating some kind of "Divine Seal Gundam" to destroy the world.
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Put it on the ground? What if some mischievous kid takes the cardboard box apart? That would be Resident Evil 2.0.
Therefore, Pei Qi found it a completely quiet new home.
Location: Underground Tokyo, 10000 meters deep (below the Mohorovičić discontinuity)
[GOC Asia Branch - Top Secret Containment Zone 0]
This is the true abyss of hell.
The surrounding rock formations reach temperatures of thousands of degrees Celsius, with pressure enough to crush a submarine into a pancake. Yet, amidst this scorching sea of lava, stands a dark, square fortress.
It is constructed entirely of a special type of black stone with yellow warning stripes on the surface.
【IC2 Explosion-proof Stone】
[Explosive Resistance: 150 (Immune to nuclear blast)]
This "Absolute Fortress" was created by Pei Qi while mining, when he casually sprayed [Construction Foam] onto [Iron Scaffolding] and hardened it.
This place was originally his private mining transit station and nuclear waste landfill, and now it is perfect for imprisoning Shenyin.
Deep inside the containment chamber, Pei Qi opened the cardboard box.
The metal cube encased in Mind Alloy reappeared, placed on a suspended obsidian platform.
All around are flowing lava and dozens of radiation scrubbers and flux field projectors from HBM modules that operate around the clock.
"Living here is both quiet and warm."
Pei Qi patted the metal coffin and nodded in satisfaction: "Besides, this place is 10,000 meters below the surface. Even if you really didn't want to live and wanted to cause trouble, those zombie variants would be crushed into mincemeat by the pressure of the mantle before they even climbed up. This is called absolute containment on a physical level."
After eliminating the biggest hidden danger, all that remained were the two living people.
On the helipad of the "Black Rock" base, a GOC stealth transport plane had already started its engine.
"So, this is our new job?"
Hendricks looked at the employment contract with the GOC logo on it, his expression complex.
Beside him, Dr. Altman wore a wry smile, the HRA he had saved his life still hanging around his neck.
Device.
"Don't look at me like that. This is a position that many people would kill for."
Pei Qi leaned against the hatch, holding a can of apple juice from [Panmas Farm], and, like a pyramid scheme leader, began to rave: "Think about it, the FBC headquarters is currently out of contact, and 'Taikoo House' is locked up tight. You're like kites with broken strings. And those people at the U.S. Department of Defense—"
Pei Qi pointed to the ceiling: "They're probably preparing to drop a depth charge here right now. If you two go out and turn yourselves in, the best you'll get is to be locked up in Area 51 for dissection and research, or to be forced to commit suicide because you know too much."
"Their moral standards are so low that even I find it outrageous."
Hendrix sighed and put away the contract. "You're right. In the eyes of those politicians, we're more dangerous than the zombies. At least the GOC seems—to be reasonable. Especially you, their unreasonable manager."
"A wise choice."
Pei Qi snapped his fingers. "Welcome to the GOC Asia branch. Although we're short on funds, the benefits are so-so, and the boss likes to make empty promises, at least I can guarantee you won't get blown up by some unknown area-of-effect attack."
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