Ah Lu, who avoided the things on the ground with a look of disgust and took care of his wounds, came over.
"Now that you have a way to deal with this kind of "soldier", everything will be much easier to handle. We have to hurry up and find a way out of here. The longer time goes by, the bigger the changes will be."
"I have to stay here to find someone."
Looking away from the dead machine on the ground, Bai Zhi shook his head slightly.
"My teammates must have been involved here, and I don't know what their current situation is. And besides, I don't think the world will lose this time."
"Don't be kidding, even the weakest doomsday is not something that this world that has just given birth to mythical creatures can fight against. The role of mythical creatures without [spirit] is very limited in this situation. of."
Ah Lu rolled his eyes.
"And besides, the strongest player in this world is just a legend-rated player, and he has probably run away early. It's hard to win in this situation just by relying on the remaining players. .”
"Maybe there is a ghost?"
Bai Zhi shrugged slightly.
"Okay, how about we make a bet? Just bet..."
Stopping what he was saying and raising his eyebrows slightly, Bai Zhi raised his eyes and looked up in surprise.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the singing voice that came from nowhere sounded quietly in his heart.
Volume One: The Gap between Illusion and Reality: Chapter 881 Chapter 871 The Arsenal and the Doomsday Singer
The song that suddenly sounded in my heart had no lyrics, it was just a melody.
But when this melody played, Bai Zhi could clearly feel that he was relaxed a lot, as if the breeze was blowing across the water, and the fallen leaves were swirling and falling into the water, making the haze in people's hearts sweep away unconsciously.
Music has no national boundaries.
… [End of the World Singer]
Bai Zhi raised his head and looked above his head.
Among the people he knew, only the End of the World Singer had this ability. Looking at the situation now, it seemed that the other party had also been swallowed up.
"Did you hear any music?"
Just as Bai Zhi was thinking in his mind, Ah Lu on the side looked nervous and nudged him with his elbow.
"I seem to be hearing hallucinations, and there seems to be something in my heart..."
“How does the music feel?”
Turning her head to look at the other party, Bai Zhi interrupted her.
"Well... it sounds pretty good. I feel refreshed a lot..."
"Oh, that should be my companion. It's okay, we can just follow the guidance of the song."
Waving his hand and walking around the mechanical structure on the ground, Bai Zhi headed towards the other side.
Those soldiers may be a nightmare to Ah Lu, but to him, things like this are nothing, unless a stronger existence will appear in the end.
And the soldier he killed earlier was obviously a product of crude manufacturing, and his behavior was also a bit dull. If others could see its essence like him, this thing would be worse than a ghost story. Be easy to deal with.
Originally, he was planning to see if he should release the Shadow Guard to die... Oh, no, he was a pathfinder, but since he had the singing voice of the Doomsday Singer to guide him, there was no need to spend such effort.
The only problem is probably that I don’t know what the current situation of [End of the World Singer] is, or... has he discovered something
The world of pipes is dense and endless. Those metal pipes are blocked layer by layer here. With so many dead ends and dead ends, it is difficult to distinguish a correct path among them.
However, under the guidance of the song, Bai Zhi and Ah Lu's progress was quite smooth. During this process, they encountered many soldiers along the way, but these soldiers did not cause them too much trouble. Big threat.
At the beginning, Bai Zhi needed to take action to solve it, but later, Bai Zhi only needed to simply report the direction, and Ah Lu could easily strangle him remotely.
Just like the news that Ah Lu had learned about, the nicknames [soldiers] on these "soldiers" are indeed worthy of their names.
Under the premise of such an efficient traffic speed, in less than twenty minutes, Bai Zhi and Ah Lu arrived at a large square... or in a pipeline.
When they arrived here, the song that had guided them all the way in their hearts quietly disappeared as if it had completed its mission.
But now, Bai Zhi and the others were no longer in the mood to care about such trivial matters, but focused all their attention on the scene they saw in front of them.
This is a very large metal pipe placed vertically on the ground. The pipe wall around the pipe is full of large and small circular holes. The top is a dark void, and a large number of metal parts fall rapidly from above. The ground is uneven and damaged, with a large number of ruins compacted.
With Pluto's vision bonus, Bai Zhi could clearly see the falling metal parts. They were not just pure machines, but flesh-and-blood mechanical parts that incorporated various kinds of flesh and blood and various internal organs.
In the center of the open space, there was a giant metal processing factory in the shape of a trumpet. The fleshy mechanical parts that kept falling down fell into the giant metal processing factory from the mouth of the trumpet.
With the falling of those flesh and blood mechanical parts, a steady stream of soldiers were produced by the metal processing factory, and low-quality failed products were randomly thrown into the holes, becoming the soldiers they had encountered before.
As for the successful products and those higher-level products, they left here directly from the dark void above with a flying rocket backpack on their back or a fire under their feet.
This scene is quite magical.
At first, looking at the appearance of the first soldier, Bai Zhi thought that these soldiers were the finished products of human beings who were captured and transformed, but now it seems that he still wants to be simple.
Those soldiers were completely made up of random combinations of flesh and blood mechanical parts. The soldiers they encountered in the pipeline before were still unqualified failures. No wonder they broke so easily at a touch. …
Well, it would actually not be easy without him.
—At least so far, they are the first to come here.
"Arsenal... We shouldn't have gone to someone else's lair, right?"
Seeing this scene in front of him, Ah Lu's face suddenly turned green.
The falling flesh and blood mechanical parts in the sight of the white paper are quite frightening in themselves, and in the eyes of Ah Lu with special effects, it is even more like Cthulhu alive.
Just looking up at it, she didn't dare to look at it a second time.
"The lair doesn't count. It should only be regarded as an arsenal."
Bai Zhiyou shrugged slightly and looked around as he spoke.
Then quickly, with the help of God's perspective, Bai Zhi found the Doomsday Singer sitting there quietly holding a guitar behind a rock.
The place where he appeared was quite a distance away, but they were not too far apart, only a few hundred meters away.
The only problem is probably that they might be discovered by the mass-produced soldiers at the arsenal, but the distance between here and there is several kilometers away, so if you are careful, you don't have to worry about this.
Also, outside the pipe... did something happen
Bai Zhi frowned slightly as he squinted his eyes and looked at the fierce firelight that occasionally passed by the dark hole above his head.
Although it was said that no sound could be heard due to the distance, but just looking at the blazing fires, it seemed that a fierce war was going on on the ground.
… Has that card been promoted
Putting these thoughts in his heart for a while, Bai Zhi took Ahlu, who refused to step out of the pipeline, and sneaked all the way to the end of the world singer.
When she saw his arrival, the girl holding the guitar first made an OK gesture with her fingers at him, and then took a damaged communication card next to her and gestured with him. .
Seeing this, Bai Zhi nodded with understanding.
Immediately afterwards, he first made a six to the opponent with a serious face, and then made a nine... Then the End of the World Singer suddenly became confused.
"How's it going? How's the situation here?"
Bai Zhi had no intention of explaining to the other party. In order to prevent himself from being looked at strangely by Ah Lu next to him, Bai Zhi asked the other party.
"I'm here… "
"Frankly speaking, it's not optimistic."
Before Bai Zhi finished his sentence, and before the End of the World Singer had time to speak, another familiar voice rang in front of Bai Zhi.
Reaching out and taking off the hood on his head, the can merchant revealed his figure and turned around to look at Bai Zhi.
"how did you find me?"
Bai Zhi: "..."
Volume One: The Gap between Virtuality and Reality: Chapter 882 Chapter 872 Hymn of the World
Looking at the jar merchant who turned around in front of him, Bai Zhi's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.
He really didn't expect the jar merchant to be here, or he had long forgotten the existence of this guy. He had long thought that the other person had left here because the summoning time limit had expired, just like the white-haired man from before. The same as the man in sunglasses, but he didn’t expect to still be there now.
It seemed that she didn't expect that there was another person next to her. The singer of the end of the world was stunned for a moment, but after a moment, she came back to her senses and quickly waved her hand towards Bai Zhi.
—The situation was exactly the same as when Yanhuo Fengyue visited his home before.
After all, if you identify it now, it will cause a certain jar to die socially on the spot, right? The End of the World Singer has taken this into consideration very well.
However, Bai Zhi hadn't figured out how to speak yet, but Ah Lu, who was beside him, suddenly walked up to the jar merchant with an angry look and stretched out his hand.
"Profiteer, pay back the money!!"
"not return."
After glancing at Ah Lu in front of him, the jar merchant spoke calmly.
"The money has been cleared and I will not be held responsible after leaving the counter. The final right of explanation belongs to me."
"you… "
"What, you two know each other?"
Looking at the two people in front of him, Bai Zhi's expression looked a little strange.
"I don't know him, I have no impression."
Turning her gaze to him, the jar merchant's words were slightly serious.
"But no one who asks me to refund money is a good person."
Ah Lu: "???"
"...What are you doing here?"
Slightly speechless, he stretched out his hand to stop Ah Lu, who was becoming more and more manic because of the jar merchant's attitude. Bai Zhi asked the jar merchant in front of him.
"What's the specific situation now?"
"I can't say it's not good, I can only say it's a bit bad."
Shaking his head slightly, completely ignoring Ah Lu beside him, the jar merchant turned around again and looked up.
"One person versus hundreds of millions of legions is a battle with a huge disparity."
Above the dome, firelight appeared from time to time.
"Can you please reveal the specific circumstances of this doomsday?"
Lifting his eyes and looking upward, Bai Zhi walked to the other party's side.
"Also, I thought you would help."
"I'm just a businessman with no fighting ability. Don't expect a non-combat professional to fight."
Raising his head slightly and looking above his head, the jar merchant's tone was as calm as ever.
"And besides, I have done everything I can to help. What happens next can only depend on their own destiny."
"What about the end?"
"The end of the world..."
There was a momentary pause in his tone, and the jar merchant turned his head to look at him.
"Haven't you seen it all? The level of this doomsday is actually not too high. It belongs to the type of mechanical doomsday that plunders and transforms. What this kind of doomsday is best at is turning everything in a world into its own. In part, they are the most greedy predators in the void."
"So how to deal with it?"
Glancing at the huge mechanical metal processing factory in front of him, Bai Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Isn't it difficult to deal with such a large-scale violent army? Can you try to use strange stories to deal with such things?"
"Then what do you think the purpose of the Realm of Confusion is?"
The jar merchant spoke calmly.
"When the puzzle card that dominates the entire realm of confusion is upgraded to a myth, the entire realm of confusion becomes part of this mythical creation, especially under the premise that this mythical creation also gave birth to a spirit. It can be said that the entire realm of confusion is under its control.”
"So the weird stories from other areas were caught again?"
After listening to the jar merchant's words, Bai Zhi couldn't help but look a little weird.
In the past, due to the screening mechanism that existed in the core area, a large number of ghost stories were driven out of the core area, except for those sealed in the martyrdom place that were expected to stay and be sacrificed.