Automatic Sentry Turret! This Is the Art of Slaughter Belonging to Science!

Night fell, and the Soul Hunting Forest became even more eerie and terrifying.

Various unknown insect chirps rose and fell, and it felt as if countless eyes were peering from the darkness.

According to convention, soul masters spending the night in the forest must take turns keeping watch, sprinkle snake repellent powder, and light a campfire.

But Qin Feng's campsite had a completely different vibe.

There was no campfire.

There were only a few cold-white LED lights, illuminating the campsite as brightly as day.

Hanging on the surrounding tree trunks were several small boxes flickering with red light—Infrared Thermal Alarms.

And in the very center of the campsite, four machines that looked incredibly menacing were set up.

Tripod bases, short and thick barrels, connected to massive ammunition boxes, with muzzles capable of automatic rotation.

Automatic Sentry Turrets.

These were things Qin Feng had Grey Wolf rush to build overnight, using the funds he had "borrowed" from Director Su's office, along with the metal materials he had scavenged along the way.

The core control chip used the "Foolproof IFF System" from Grey Wolf's world.

As long as a creature didn't carry a specific beacon, entering within a fifty-meter radius would automatically mark it as a target.

"This... isn't this a bit too exaggerated?"

Yu Xiaogang sat on a folding chair in the middle of the campsite, holding a bowl of freshly heated self-heating rice, feeling as if he were dreaming.

Whenever he had entered the Soul Hunting Forest in the past, he had been on edge, never able to sleep soundly.

And now?

Lights on, eating hot food, and he even had the mood to soak his feet?

"Exaggerated?"

Qin Feng was sitting in front of that Industrial Mother Machine (which had actually been modified by Grey Wolf into a foldable, portable version), busy polishing a piece of Datura Snake bone he had just obtained.

"Master, this is called scientific rigor."

"The reason humans stand at the top of the food chain isn't because our teeth are sharp, but because we know how to use tools."

"Leave safety to the tools, and save your energy for thinking."

Suddenly.

"Awoo--!"

A shrill wolf howl tore through the night sky.

Immediately following, countless pairs of green eyes lit up in the surrounding bushes.

They were dense and packed, at least a hundred pairs!

"It's a pack of Nether Wolves!"

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically, and he nearly dropped the rice bowl in his hand.

"Damn it! So many! There's at least one century-level Wolf King!"

"We're surrounded! Quickly turn off the lights! The light will attract them!"

He instinctively reached out to summon Luo Sanpao.

Although Luo Sanpao's combat power was trash, even letting out a fart could buy them some time.

"Stay calm, Master."

Qin Feng didn't even lift his head, remaining focused on polishing the bone in his hands.

"Why turn off the lights?"

"If I turn off the lights, the camera's night vision mode will consume even more power."

"Brother Wolf, activate automatic clearing mode."

Grey Wolf, who was sitting nearby holding a roasted wild rabbit and chewing with his mouth full of grease, responded vaguely.

He stretched out a greasy paw and pressed a button on a remote control beside him.

"Click!"

All four Automatic Sentry Turrets emitted the sound of mechanical chambers loading simultaneously.

Red laser targeting lines instantly wove into a web of death, covering all the bushes around the campsite.

Those Nether Wolves had clearly never seen such a formation.

At the command of the lead wolf, a dozen vanguard wolves bared their teeth and lunged forward like black lightning.

They were fast, but in front of fire-control radar capable of millions of calculations per second, it was like watching slow-motion playback.

"Da-da-da-da-da-da-da--!!!"

The four machine guns opened fire at the same time.

The tongues of fire erupting from the muzzles bloomed into magnificent flowers of death in the dark night.

Metal Storm instantly tore through the tranquil night sky.

The Nether Wolf pack leaping through mid-air didn't even have time to let out a scream.

Their bodies exploded into mists of blood in the air, just like watermelons shattered by heavy hammers.

Severed limbs and broken arms flew everywhere.

For these ten-year Nether Wolves, the 7.62mm bullets were a devastating blow.

"This..."

Yu Xiaogang watched the scene before him, completely speechless.

No soul power required, no positioning required, no coordination required.

He only needed to sit there and press a button.

The wolf pack that made low-level soul masters tremble in fear had been turned into a pile of minced meat.

"Awoooo!!!"

The Wolf King was enraged.

It was a massive hundred-year Nether Wolf, and it hadn't expected these seemingly weak humans to be so troublesome.

It howled at the sky, activating a group-buff soul skill—Bloodlust!

The remaining dozens of Nether Wolves saw their eyes turn crimson, their speed and strength surging as they launched a reckless charge.

Even the Wolf King itself, using the cover of the pack, silently circled to the side, preparing to ambush the seemingly weakest one, Yu Xiaogang.

"Capture the ringleader first? This wolf has some brains."

Qin Feng smiled and put down the bone in his hand.

"Unfortunately, in front of thermal imaging, stealth is a joke."

He snapped his fingers.

"Brother Wolf, give the Wolf King a close-up."

One of the Sentry Turrets suddenly stopped rotating.

A small launch nest popped open above the barrel.

"Whoosh!"

A small missile, only the thickness of a finger, flew out.

That was... the Tracking Missile (Budget Version).

It wasn't loaded with explosives, but with highly concentrated... anesthetic.

Just as the Wolf King was about to pounce, it saw a small black dot flying toward its face.

It instinctively swiped at it with a claw.

"Pfft!"

The missile exploded against its paw, and a cloud of purple smoke instantly enveloped it.

Three seconds.

A mere three seconds.

That majestic hundred-year Wolf King swayed twice as if it were drunk, then collapsed to the ground with a thud, foaming at the mouth with its tongue lolling out.

Having lost the Wolf King's command, the remaining pack fell into chaos.

Under the ruthless harvesting of the Sentry Turrets, they soon left behind dozens of corpses and fled with their tails between their legs.

The gunfire ceased.

Dead silence returned to the area around the camp, with only the heavy scent of blood lingering in the air.

"Done."

Qin Feng stood up and stretched.

"Brother Wolf, go clean up the battlefield."

"The wolf pelts might be a bit torn, but they can still be patched up to make a few coats."

"The wolf meat is sour, but it can be made into jerky as emergency rations."

"The most important thing is that Wolf King."

Qin Feng walked over to the unconscious Wolf King, crouched down, and stroked its sleek, glossy fur.

"A hundred-year biological specimen; its spinal fluid is good stuff."

"Master, don't just stand there."

"Bring the test tubes; it's time for our lesson."

Yu Xiaogang walked over mechanically, watching as Qin Feng skillfully drew blood from the Wolf King.

He suddenly felt...

In front of this young man, so-called soul beasts and so-called dangers.

All became a joke.

An unprecedented ambition quietly sprouted within the long-dormant heart of Yu Xiaogang.

If... if I could also master this kind of power...

Would I be able to prove myself to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan?

Would I be able to tell Bibi Dong that I am not trash?

Just at this moment.

The radar in the hands of Qin Feng sounded once again.

The sound this time was more urgent and sharper than any time before!

"Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep—!!!"

On the screen, a massive purple light dot was moving toward this side at an astonishing speed.

"It's here."

Qin Feng stood up, his gaze becoming unprecedentedly grave, yet also carrying an unconcealable ecstasy.

"The smell of blood from just now has lured it over."

"A thousand-year Thunder Lizard!"

"Or perhaps... a Thunder Hell Vine?"

No matter which one it was.

This was the "high-energy battery" that Qin Feng had dreamed of.

"Brother Wolf, pack up the turret!"

"Switch to heavy weapons!"

"Bring out that 'big gift' we prepared for Tang Hao and let it see the sun!"

Grey Wolf tossed the wolf leg in his hand aside and pulled a massive coil gun flickering with blue electric arcs from his back.

"Hehehe, wifey, we're eating roasted lizard tonight!"

Deep in the woods.

A thick bolt of lightning struck down.

A massive black shadow slowly walked out, accompanied by rolling thunder.

It was a giant lizard over six meters long, its entire body wreathed in blue lightning.

Every one of its scales looked like purple crystal.

A thousand-year soul beast, Thunder Tyrannosaurus!