Since they had already come into contact with the "undercurrent" lurking within the Zothique Continent and gained a general understanding of the local customs, there was no need to continue riding the bus for the rest of the journey.
Of course.
Since they were to adapt to local customs, they naturally had to keep a low profile.
Riding a bloodhound like Earl would be far too conspicuous and would easily expose their identities.
Han Dong stared at the Corpse Bags filled with various severed limbs, and an idea formed in his mind.
"Mr. Newton, give me a hand... Can you use these flesh materials to make a carriage that fits the local style?"
At Han Dong's request,
the Mechanical Magic Cube rapidly restructured itself, transforming back into Mr. Newton.
When he stretched out his arm and touched the severed limbs inside the Corpse Bags,
lines of rules representing mechanical structures spread from Mr. Newton's arm across the surfaces of the limbs.
First, a large number of gears, screws, and other mechanical components emerged across the limbs' surfaces.
Then, following the lines of rules, they were rearranged, integrated, and structurally reconstructed.
Clack, clack, clack~
Amid repeated sounds of machinery and bone,
a carriage took shape, its front decorated with a cluster of skulls.
Its body was formed from a perfect fusion of bone, muscle, fascia, and machinery.
Now that the carriage was complete,
they needed a suitable "horse" to pull it.
Han Dong directly selected a genetically optimized mutant ghoul from his Brain Manor, one with a powerful physique covered in black fur, to serve as the "horse."
He drove the hooked end of the bone chain at the front of the carriage straight into the ghoul's shoulder blades to secure it.
At full speed, it could reach 150 kilometers per