Others raise animals, you raise zombies?

After searching for a long time in Ziyang District.

Mark and Jet couldn't find any trace of Diamond.

Instead, they collected a lot of Gold Mines, their bodies covered in golden equipment.

Every day, resources were submitted to the funnel. Mark heard a sound in the distance.

"God, Jet, look at that!"

They didn't see an Iron Golem fighting, but when they came out.

Gu Yu had already completed his transformation and left, leaving only a mess.

There was no shortage of Rotten Meat food or the like, the key was the Iron Golem!

After the battle, it was badly damaged, with cracks appearing in several places, reaching moderate damage.

"This is our best chance!"

There was still half an hour before they would be forcibly teleported. They exchanged glances.

The two no longer searched for Diamond and turned their sights to the Iron Golem.

"This big guy must have good stuff on him!"

The stronger the monster, the better the drops, that was common knowledge.

Having truly experienced fighting an Iron Golem, Mark was certain.

This thing was one of the most powerful creatures on the ground!

He didn't know why it was in such bad shape now, and he didn't need to know.

As long as they killed the Iron Golem, the good stuff would be theirs!

Sensing the actions of the Free Nation, the Kyushu audience spat in disgust.

"The disgusting rats are back!"

"After fighting the Zombie for so long, the big guy must be in bad shape!"

"Damn it, we didn't see you before, and now you're coming when it's low on health, right?"

"Just like the Big Stick Nation, you're not even worth a damn!"

"Shameless bastards, why didn't you die in the mine?"

Having just experienced a fierce battle and taking advantage of Gu Yu's departure to pick up scraps, the two's actions were utterly disgusting in the eyes of the audience.

But Bullet Comments couldn't affect Player behavior.

Crouching down, Jet slowly approached the Iron Golem.

If they didn't enter its aggro range, the detection mechanism wouldn't be triggered, so Jet stopped at a safe distance.

He then took out his bow and arrow, nocking an arrow.

Whoosh!

The arrow hit the Iron Golem and bounced off, sparks flying at the point of impact.

"Hit!"

The bow and arrow dealt damage, and the Iron Golem looked towards Jet's direction.

Realizing it was an intruder, it ran at its fastest speed, attempting to attack.

Seizing the opening, he shot another arrow, dealing damage. When the Iron Golem got close.

Mark leaped out from the side, slashing with his golden sword.

Clang!

Metal clashed, and the cracks on the Iron Golem deepened from the damage.

"There's a chance!"

Seeing this detail, Mark raised his shield to block the Iron Golem's attack.

The shield entered cooldown, and Jet promptly took out his bow and arrow to draw its aggro, using his shield to block attacks.

The two cooperated perfectly. In one round, they directly took off more than ten points of health from the Iron Golem!

With experience and the ranged consumption from the bow and arrow, the battle became much easier.

Occasionally, they would be knocked back by the Iron Golem when the shield was on cooldown, but with the Golden Armor providing a buffer, they could quickly recover.

"It's almost done for!"

The wounds grew heavier, and the Iron Golem's speed and attacks slowed down.

With one final arrow shot, the cracks on its body reached their limit.

Mark endured the damage and swung his last blow.

Falling from the sky once more, the white iron monster finally collapsed!

"That was close!"

Hurriedly taking out food, Mark panted as he rested.

After a battle, his golden equipment's durability had dropped by more than half.

With only four health points left, he had almost met his maker.

Jet wasn't in much better shape; the bow and arrow he'd painstakingly gathered were almost entirely used up.

"Good thing we're at such low health!"

If the Iron Golem had been at full strength, they might not have been able to defeat it.

Fortunately, it had been weakened beforehand, allowing them to snatch a victory!

Seeing the Iron Golem die with their own eyes, the Free Nation felt proud of the two men.

"Mark, you did it!"

"With the Guardians of Kyushu dead, their territory is completely empty!"

"All the resources will be ours, hahaha!"

"The Iron Golem must have cost a lot of resources to make, aren't you angry that we killed it now?"

"Trash belongs in the trash heap; our Free Nation is truly number one!"

The Kyushu viewers watching Mark's perspective were speechless for a moment.

The Iron Golem was indeed very strong, but...

They had seen Gu Yu's crafting process; it was just a few Tekkai and a Pumpkin Head, not really that valuable.

Even the drops were the same.

When Mark recovered a few health points, he eagerly went to where the Iron Golem had died.

A few Iron Ingots, plus a small red flower.

These were all the drops from the Iron Golem.

"Jet, did you pick up any precious resources?"

Iron Ingots weren't valuable. Thinking the good stuff had been taken, Mark turned and asked.

"You didn't pick them up? I just recovered my strength and came over."

Jet looked bewildered by the question and pointed at the Iron Ingots, asking tentatively.

"The drops from that big guy, that's all?"

Confirming Jet hadn't taken anything, Mark's expression turned incredibly grim.

So, they had worked so hard, thinking day and night.

They hadn't slept for days strategizing to deal with it, all for a few Iron Ingots and a flower?

This thing was more valuable than Gold Ingots!

"Maybe we just had bad luck and didn't get the most precious items. Forget it."

"Let's check inside the house!"

Pointing at the Iron Mine cabin, Mark's expression recovered.

The Iron Golem existed to protect the territory; the resources must be inside the house!

Unchanged, the small wooden cabin still had the most basic wooden door, openable by anyone.

Opening the Gate of Opening, the two rushed into the room to search.

But the scene of a house full of chests they imagined did not appear.

There was only a bed, and basic tools like a Crafting Table and Furnace.

Not a single chest!

"It must have been hidden, in an additionally expanded space!"

Observing daily, Mark was sure this space hadn't existed before.

It must have been built specifically for storage, and the contents must be plentiful!

Blocked by stone, Mark began to dig directly.

As soon as he dug out one block, a strange sound came from within.

"Hmph?"

Splat!

A Damage Potion was thrown out, smashing directly onto Mark's head.

His health hadn't fully recovered, and in his haste to plunder treasure, he took damage, leaving him with only two health points.

He was truly one step away from death!

Jet quickly put the stone back and helped the fallen Mark up.

"How is it? Are you okay?"

Various negative effects swirled around him, and he could only walk out of the room with Jet's support.

"I'm not going to die!"

After eating something to restore his HP to above three bars, Mark gasped for air.

Time was short, and he clearly saw that there were no treasure chests in the space, only one thing existed.

Monsters!

Two monsters sitting on a boat!

He truly couldn't understand.

Even if they left half a box of resources, they put nothing in a perfectly good room.

Why did they specifically build a room to raise Zombies?

Others raise pigs or sheep, which is understandable, but what's the point of raising Zombies and Witches?

Can monsters be specifically raised?

The audience who had been cheering for Mark just now was even more dumbfounded.

After finally killing an Iron Golem, he paid the price of almost two full sets of golden equipment.

As a result, the Iron Golem didn't drop anything, and there was no loot in the room!

The Witch's potion almost killed Mark.

They worked hard and struggled, only to become clowns?!