The Legendary Mechanic

While fixing the car, Han Xiao reflected on the problems that had just come to light in the battle.

His current mode of combat focuses on sniping, and his best tactic is to fly kites, but his own movement is not fast, so he should make small objects to increase speed.

The power leg is a good choice, but Han Xiao thought it was too heavy and happened to be able to build a new, more flexible thing at the current level and knowledge.

He felt that he could further refine his battle patterns, such as forming a robotic team and providing firepower assistance to compensate for the slow frequency of sniper attacks.

Anyway, our mechanical department is wholesale, self-reliant, and lacks anything to make up for.

Quickly fixing the car, Han Xiao drove the Thorn, followed the radar's marked coordinates back to the entrance of Fironia, and immediately saw a series of footprints stretching to the edge of the hole disappearing, a little thought and knew that the group of wanderers had gone one step ahead.

If it was an ordinary person, he might be worried that the good stuff in it would get picked up first, but Han Xiao thought it would be better this way, and someone helped him detect the mines.

Standing at the edge of the hole, the probe looks down, the rock walls are stratified, the sun and darkness intersect, and you can almost see rusty metal stretching down.

“There are artificially cut marks on the rock walls, the wind smells fishy... rusty, I've never seen this place before, go down and take a look. ”

Han Xiao was fully equipped, biting the flashlight in his mouth, climbing down the rock wall and shooting the flashlight below from time to time.

As he grew farther and farther away from the ground, the sun gradually disappeared and he realized that the rock walls had an arc.

Soon, the sun disappeared, surrounded by darkness, only the flashlight was left as the only source of light. This shady atmosphere forced Han Xiao to raise his vigilance independently, feeling a hint of coolness appearing in the air, entangled in the mind, and reluctant to slow the heart beat in order to relieve the nervous emotions.

After about three minutes of climbing down, the flashlight finally hit the ground. It was a hollow metal floor, covered with dust, with a thick web of spiders in the gap, and no one stepped on it for a long time.

Han Xiao fell down, made a banging sound, and the echo came out a long way. In this dark environment, where his fingers were not visible, he seemed very lonely and infiltrating.

Around empty and dark, the flashlight is like an island in the dark ocean, the sound of the familiar cord in the dark, as if it had just landed, attracting the attention of certain unknown beings.

The flashlight swept around and found itself in a metal corridor, as if it were a base architectural style, with reinforced concrete everywhere, yellow-green corrosion oxide all over the walls, hidden strange soft bugs crawling in the corrosion.

The hollow metal slabs on the ground were dusty and stretched forward with a string of new footprints, in the hope of being the first pilgrims.

There should be room underneath the metal hollow floor.

Han Xiao turned his flashlight and shone down at his feet, seeing the view below.

Through the hollow metal plate beneath his feet, he is watched silently by the countless dense, numb red eyes in the darkness!

“Shit! ”

Han Xiao's scalp was numb. He hurriedly retracted the lights and listed the lower level as a restricted area.

He carefully followed the pilgrim's footprints forward, surrounded by a silence, hidden sound of the creature crawling, quiet to listen, but disappeared, very strange, making people nervous.

A short distance was taken, with a fork in front, and the pilgrim's footprints disappeared on the right.

As he hesitated, the right turnoff sounded hurried, as if many people were running in panic and approaching quickly.

Han Xiao rushed to hide at the other fork, turned off the flashlight and put on Farian's wholesale night vision.

“Run, run! ”

“Monster! ”

Pilgrims panicked and ran out of the way, as if escaping some unnamed presence, staining their clothes with blood and becoming smaller.

“What are they hiding from?” Han Xiao was confused.

Suddenly, the other side of the swivel next door made a beastly low howl, dull, heavy, like a giant's sigh, echo buzzing, just hearing this sound made him bloody, annoying in his chest, covert alarm.

“This is high level veterinary pressure, definitely over level 40! ”

The pilgrims were frightened, they didn't know what they saw, they used their hands and feet together, and they panicked and climbed back.

However, the monster did not appear to have come out, and the pilgrims sat down softly with a look on their faces for the rest of their lives after the robbery.

The monster didn't even have any footsteps, Han Xiao remembered it in his heart.

“Joel was eaten by monsters, ooh...”

“It's horrible here. ”

The old pilgrims were trembling and glorious, as if the gods of refinement had been drawn away. "This is not Filonia. There is nothing we want. Get the hell out of here. Let's find the real ruins. ”

The legendary ruins of magic should be filled with mysterious and ancient aura, engraved with mysterious lines, stone as the main body of the ruins, but this is only a man-made steel base, he saw on the wall the crest of the past country, a secret military base of the old country.

The pilgrims silenced, and a young man said, "Perhaps this is the real Fironia, where the motherland found the ruins and built a base to study the treasures of the desert. ”

Desert Treasure, the legendary treasure of Phyllonia, controls the Somali desert.

The old pilgrim shook his head and laughed: "Impossible. If the old country had the treasure of the desert, how could it be extinct? ”

“This is not the place we are looking for, a true Philonian ruin, hidden somewhere in the desert! ”

The old pilgrims cut off the iron.

The pilgrims held each other apart.

After listening to them, Han Xiao finally unraveled some of his doubts. As far as he knew, there was no magic on Sea Blue Star. The miracle of the so-called treasure of the desert was probably just the role of certain technological weapons.

But people always have unknown confidence and unrealistic fantasies about mysteries they don't understand. Let him somehow think of a story, a flood coming, a man praying on the roof for God's help, God sending a boat to save him, and he just wants a miracle.

He wondered why the pilgrims firmly believed that Phyllonia had something to do with magic, but didn't seem to have much to do with it… or was that another hint of a hidden task?

Determined God, Han Xiao and other pilgrims walked away before appearing, and hesitated in the face of the fork.

Pilgrims detect monsters on the right, dangerous, but unknown on the left, possibly more dangerous. How do we choose?

“Experience has shown that these pilgrims play a copy of the facilitator, suggesting that there is a monster on the right, which is an obvious signal, but it may have two meanings, the first is to warn against going right, there is a monster, the second is to deliberately mislead me to go left...”

Han Xiao bit his teeth and resolutely chose the right side. The unknown was worse than the monster. He also remembered the red eyes of the lower density and numbness. If he encountered those things, he also had to take off a layer of skin without dying.

He wore electrothermally cut gloves, did not use a flashlight, only a night vision, entered the right fork, a dark green field of view, and barely saw the way forward.

There are huge footprints on the ground that are very different from humans, and I think it's the monster that left behind, also two legs, five toes, and if it's about three meters tall in proportion to the height of humans.

After a short walk, a room opened at the front door and the monster's footprints stretched out to the door.

Han Xiao snuck up to the door and smelled a stench, like rotting meat for years, with a hint of fresh blood.

His probe looked inside.

A pair of bronze bell eyes are standing high and staring at him dead, less than half a metre apart!

Han Xiao was creepy.