Translator: AnubisTL
Soon, a white light flashed through the underground cavern.
"All you motherfuckers better behave!"
A furious shout erupted as naked mechanical race players, crouching low, shuffled through the phantom gate into the cavern.
Li Hao stood nearby, his face icy, holding a hand cannon. His gaze swept across the crouching figures, radiating a clear threat to shoot them dead at the slightest provocation.
As a precaution against hidden weapons, each mechanical race player had been stripped naked before being herded into the cavern.
Meanwhile, Chen Jiang repeatedly shuttled through the phantom gate, using his space bracelet to transport materials for crafting items from the factory warehouse.
Finally, as the space bracelet vanished, dozens of high-intensity flashlights illuminated the cavern, turning night into day.
Chen Jiang sat on a wooden crate, panting slightly from exhaustion, before leaning against the cold rock wall. He surveyed the dense crowd of mechanical race players huddled on the ground, hands clasped behind their heads.
These flashlights had been an unexpected find in the factory warehouse—a stockpile of already-crafted one-star items. Now, of course, they were all his.
He glanced at the countdown timer for the Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races Event.
[00:06:26]
Six minutes left.
Time for a quick rest.
Chen Jiang scanned the nearly hundred people before him, the entirety of the factory's workforce he could find. They were all here.
The number was just right. Any more, and he wouldn't be able to keep an eye on them all.
To be honest, whenever he saw this group of mechanical race players squatting before him, he felt an urge to kill them all.
His months of survival in the wilderness had conditioned him to immediately want to eliminate any alien race players he encountered, to avoid being killed himself.
Anyone hunted for months would carry such shadows in their heart.
"Brother Jiang," Scar Dog said, squatting beside Chen Jiang and lighting a cigarette. He took a drag, his thoughts drifting. "Brother Jiang, finally some rest. Today's been exhausting."
"Mm," Chen Jiang nodded absently, his gaze drifting to the human player light spots on Li Hao's map manifestation. He paused, then murmured, "Let's make one more run."
"Human players who can infiltrate a mechanical race city must be elites."
"It'd be a waste for them to die in the upcoming bombing."
"Alright."
Scar Dog shrugged indifferently. "If only all human players were as sensible as Li Hao. A few more Li Xiumei's would be a real pain."
"Mm," Chen Jiang nodded slightly and strode through the Void Gate.
When he stepped out, he found himself on the rooftop of a tall building.
The scene before him was puzzling.
A man wearing a glider stood poised for takeoff, surrounded by three other men and two women who were inspecting his equipment.
Chen Jiang, who had silently appeared behind the group, observed them calmly for a moment before speaking. "Quite the leisurely pursuit, playing with gliders in a mechanical race city. That's definitely an extreme sport."
According to Li Hao's map manifestation, these individuals were all human players—the only ones in the city.
They had been scattered across the city yesterday, but today they had inexplicably gathered together. Judging by their preparations, it seemed they were planning to fly out of the city?
That was utterly delusional.
The city's anti-air defenses could easily blast the glider-wearing man into bloody mist mid-flight, leaving not even a trace behind.
"Who's there?!"
Hearing the voice behind them, the human players standing at the edge of the rooftop whirled around, their expressions shifting to alarm as they swiftly drew weapons from their holsters and pointed them at the source of the sound.
But before their hands could even reach their chests—
Bang!
A muffled gunshot rang out.
The bullet struck the concrete ground at their feet, blasting a fist-sized crater. Shards of concrete sprayed across the human players' faces, drawing thin streaks of blood.
"Quiet. Don't move."
Scar Dog expressionlessly held a hand cannon, aiming it at the group. "Be smart about this."
The human players, their movements frozen, noticed Chen Jiang and his two companions had appeared behind them. Their expressions shifted instantly, and they exchanged furtive glances, subtly crouching down, ready to spring into action.
"Stop changing your expressions," Chen Jiang said with a helpless shake of his head. "Are you guys magicians? Your faces keep shifting."
"Drop your weapons and come with us."
"You—"
One of the human players, a man, hesitated for a moment. Seeing that Chen Jiang and his companions hadn't immediately attacked, he cautiously asked, "Who are you?"
"No need for probing."
Scar Dog grew impatient. "We're human players preparing to bomb this place. We don't want to kill you all, so we came to warn you."
"Leave if you want."
"Stay and defend if you prefer. Either way."
"Stop dragging your feet."
"You're going to bomb this place?"
The leader of the group paused, a flicker of disbelief in his eyes. He instinctively denied it. "That's impossible! How could you possibly...? Unless you're Chen Jiang..."
After all, Chen Jiang was currently the most renowned human player.
He had single-handedly killed 270,000 alien race members in a single day.
He had consistently held the top ranking in the race kill rankings for several consecutive days.
If any human player had the capability to bomb a mechanical race city, it could only be Chen Jiang.
"Y-you're Chen Jiang?!" the man stammered, shock flashing across his face as he tentatively asked.
"Mm-hmm," Chen Jiang replied, glancing at the activity countdown timer, which was about to hit zero. "Any objections?"
"None, none at all."
A fervent enthusiasm surged across the man's face as he exclaimed excitedly, "I never expected to meet Brother Jiang here! Are you really Brother Jiang? You're not messing with me, are you? You wouldn't, right? There's no point in tricking me."
"If you were a mechanical race player, you would have opened fire already, not wasted time talking."
"Hey, Brother Jiang, are you planning to attack this mechanical race city?"
"I know the location of the city's main military base. I can lead you there."
"That won't be necessary," Chen Jiang said calmly, shaking his head. "Drop your weapons and come with us."
"Yes, sir."
The man hesitated briefly before placing his weapon on the ground and slowly backing away. Seeing this, the other human players followed suit, laying their weapons down as well.
Soon, Scar Dog and his companion had disarmed the group and led them deeper into the cavern.
They were kept at a distance from the mechanical race, unable to see the energy blocks, production lines, and other resources the group had been collecting.
(End of the Chapter)
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