Lost!

Lost! These people were all crazy. Yang Bo had no desire to oppose them, and he suspected they had infiltrated the military. If they really managed to take control of the fleet, that would be a real mess.

"I'll log into the game and build up my strength first. Once the house can be traded, I'll come back and take a look at my Blade Mecha. I haven't even properly examined it yet." Yang Bo had no other options. He had found out that residents could leave the planet, but they needed special seats, equipment usually found only on private spacecraft.

Yang Bo entered the game, intending to farm Camouflage first and see whether he could eventually become a completely different person. Threatened by the Red Earl, Liu Zhijie cursed as he read.

On the surface, Anzhi Clean Company operated through a branch company model, but in reality, it used an agent model. In other words, however many people someone like Liu Zhijie had under him, headquarters would grant him territory of a corresponding size.

The Red Earl Extremist Organization's declarations had everyone on edge. The key issue was that the planet's lockdown had been extended. Many powerful and influential people wanted to leave, but it was troublesome. Private spacecraft could be cleared to depart, but the application and review processes were too much of a hassle.

Moreover, these people had not disposed of their assets yet. They were unwilling to simply leave like that.

What frustrated Liu Zhijie was that the company could not operate normally, meaning he would lose a large sum of money. Recruiting newcomers had not gone smoothly either. Those residents seemed completely indifferent to the Red Earl's threats.

The company had no assignments, and the people under him were anxious as well. Money was needed for everything.

"Damn it, if this doesn't work, I'll apply to transfer somewhere else. I'm done with this hellhole." Liu Zhijie directly asked headquarters which other planets still had openings. He might as well move.

Liu Zhijie was not the only one. Many companies were preparing to relocate. The Red Earl had lost a War General here and would seek revenge. What if they came again? The Red Earl's people were all lunatics. Everyone would die.

Meanwhile, Yang Bo, the poor sucker, was still planning to buy a house. But he had logged into the game.

"Where should I go?" Yang Bo looked over the information provided by the base. He could not go to the lake; he had killed their people there. He could not go to the bats either; he had killed their people too.

"I should still go to the underground entrance." Yang Bo recalled being utterly crushed by remote-controlled mechas during training, and open areas made him a little uneasy.

The underground entrance was the entrance to the underground cave networks beneath this game world—or this planet. It was the territory of Mutated Beasts and Mutants.

Yang Bo brought four Micro Hydrogen Bombs and four Shockwave Bombs. He planned to keep at least two Micro Hydrogen Bombs on him at all times as glorious last-resort bombs.

The Underground World was cramped. If he ran into someone troublesome, he could always take them down with him.

"What a shame I'm broke."

"If I had money, I'd strap myself full of Micro Hydrogen Bombs and slaughter my way into the Mutants' nest."

"Hehe." Yang Bo happily fantasized as he traveled.

The Mutants' nest was well hidden. No one knew where it was; otherwise, the Orbital Cannon would have opened fire long ago.

After smoothly arriving at the underground entrance, Yang Bo sighed inwardly. This was where he had made his fortune. This time, he was mainly here to farm Camouflage.

After entering the underground entrance, Yang Bo still intended to stay on the first level. He absolutely would not go to the second.

Looking at the narrow surroundings of the Underground Passage, then at the bombs covering his body, Yang Bo had an idea. He placed the Energy Shield from the mecha's left hand on his back, then took out a Micro Hydrogen Bomb. His right hand held the Plasma Greatsword.

He was ready to throw the hydrogen bomb and run at any moment.

He began exploring slowly. Yang Bo still needed to lay some bait first and find larger animals.

What Yang Bo did not know was that shortly after he left the base this time, the Mutants had spotted him. Tiger-Face King's bounty was still extremely tempting. Yang Bo had not appeared recently, and Tiger-Face King's subordinates had become somewhat anxious.

The Underground Passage extended in all directions. Tiger-Face King's subordinate spotted Yang Bo entering the underground entrance from afar and hurried back to report.

Upon receiving the news, Tiger-Face King passed it on. Quite a few Mutants then set out through the Underground Passage.

However, they had misjudged one thing. They assumed Yang Bo was on the second level or below. After all, there was nothing on the first level.

Yang Bo realized he was lost. The radar was clearly not very useful in these Underground Passages, and he had been a little careless after growing accustomed to relying on it.

The farther he walked, the more something felt wrong. When he turned back to look for the mecha's tracks, unfortunately, there was water in some places.

Boom! A sudden explosion startled Yang Bo. Even the ground shook, and small animals scattered in all directions.

"What exploded?" Yang Bo was still wondering what kind of explosion it was.

In fact, mechas on the second and third levels below had encountered Tiger-Face King's subordinates. Those subordinates had been searching for Yang Bo and had run into the mechas.

Yang Bo hesitated for a moment, then quickly ran in the opposite direction from the explosion. He did not want to pick up scraps, nor did he want to damage his mecha. If this thing broke, the repair bill would be enormous.

Rumble! Another blast sounded from the same direction, shaking the ground again. Yang Bo felt fortunate. He did not know what it was, but it was definitely nothing good.

Yang Bo deliberately walked through places with water to conceal his tracks, but he became completely lost as a result. A passage might look large, yet after walking for a while, he would find himself unable to continue.

Boom! "That's the eighth time. Who's so unlucky? Or are they hunting some powerful Mutated Beast?" Yang Bo heard another blast. Underground, sound carried very far.

"Huh?" Yang Bo's eyes suddenly lit up. There was a sinkhole ahead, though that was not the important part.

The sinkhole was shrouded in mist. Down in the forest below were herds of bison. They looked much like the bison Yang Bo had seen before, except they had no horns.

Yang Bo zoomed in and realized their horns seemed to have been sawed off.

"Could the Mutants be raising them?" Yang Bo scanned them with his radar, then shut it off and carefully studied the data it had just collected.

"One thousand two hundred and twenty-one." Yang Bo stared at the data, practically drooling. These bison could boost his physique. If he killed them all, would he become like Superman?

"But I don't see any Mutants." Yang Bo carefully examined the sinkhole. It was roughly eighty kilometers in diameter, and he had no idea how deep it was. He could not see the sky. His mecha stood more than thirty meters above the sinkhole floor.

Yang Bo searched carefully. The radar was useless against some Mutants, and some Mutants were sensitive to radar detection waves.

One hour, then two.

Yang Bo was getting anxious. With so many bison, was no one guarding them?

Then Yang Bo suddenly spotted a patch of silvery white. He zoomed in and saw someone carrying a five-meter-long mecha arm. The thing had to weigh at least ten tons, yet a person clad in black battle armor, nearly three meters tall, carried it with remarkable ease.

That person's face looked like a pig's face? A bit like Zhu Bajie played by some Xu on Earth.

Then came a second, a third, a fourth, and a fifth. They were all carrying mecha parts—legs, arms, heads.

"Tsk, tsk. This mecha doesn't look cheap." Yang Bo muttered inwardly.

Suddenly, a low sound rang out. Yang Bo watched as the hornless bison slowly gathered in one direction.

"What kind of method is this? Beast taming or conditioned reflex?" Yang Bo widened his eyes and saw a Mutant holding something to his mouth and blowing into it.