Collaboration

Liver - H-124 Joint Camp.

If the previous H-124 was a fortress that struck fear into the hearts of all, it had now transformed into a full-blown "sweatshop."

As a vital gateway to the depths of the Liver, the strategic significance of this fortress went without saying. It was like a mountain pass guarding the tributaries of the Portal Vein.

Under the control of the Transcendental Alliance, formed by the three major guilds, this newly captured stronghold displayed astonishing operational efficiency.

Over the moat that once flowed with deadly venom, hundreds of Flesh Artisans worked day and night. Using the mountains of monster corpses piled up on the battlefield as raw materials, they constructed bridges of pale bone, completely connecting the fortress to external resource points.

If you want to get rich, what do you do first?

The players of the Dragon Kingdom had their own conclusion.

The core building, the Bile Salt Refinery, was billowing thick white smoke, its roaring sound never ceasing day or night.

[Regional Announcement: The 108th batch of "High-Purity Bile Crystal" has been refined! Stored in the warehouse!]

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Where is the transport team? Stop dragging your feet!"

The Mind Hacker, temporarily acting as the workshop foreman, was waving his staff to direct traffic.

Dozens of Berserk Behemoths could be seen unloading their weapons, carrying massive bone containers on their backs filled with raw materials just collected from around the fortress.

"Move aside, move aside! Don't block my path! This trip is worth several hundred points of Bio-Energy!"

But this was merely the tip of the iceberg in the Liver.

Standing at the highest point of the fortress and looking into the depths, one could see an endless world of green fluorescence. Countless massive, fleshy, columnar structures—Hepatic Lobules—towered like skyscrapers deep within the toxic fog, each one comparable in volume to a mountain.

That was a deeper region, still shrouded in the fog of war and teeming with even more terrifying monsters. H-124 was nothing more than an outpost at the gate of this vast Liver Nebula.

Coordinates: Right Lower Lobe - B4 Bronchial Outpost.

Compared to the noisy industrial operations on the Liver side, this place presented a suffocating sense of solemnity and discipline.

The thousand new recruits of the Great Wall Watch were currently standing in a forest of cilia as grand as a primeval forest.

From the miniaturized perspective of the players, the tiny cilia on the bronchial wall used for clearing foreign objects were now translucent giant pillars dozens of meters high, swaying slowly in the airflow. In the dark abyss in the distance, the faint breathing of the Titan turned into a constant, howling hurricane, with wind speeds exceeding level twelve, carrying massive dust particles like meteorites as it roared past.

There was no exclamation, no whispering; only the cold, steel-like commands in the communication channel. It was utterly solemn.

"B4 area, sector three clearing operation begins."

The commander with the ID "Great Wall No. 1" stood atop a giant cilium, overlooking the battlefield. "All formations, take note. The monster tide arrives in thirty seconds."

On the pink mucosal plain ahead, a massive swarm of disgusting, gray-green soft-bodied creatures was writhing and surging forward. These were [Purulent Slime (LV.8)], and as they moved, they underwent nauseating fission and proliferation.

"First echelon, Divine Guard formation, deploy heavy shield anti-cavalry formation!"

Clang—!

The warriors, clad in uniform bone armor, stepped forward in unison. The bone tower shields in their hands slammed heavily into the mucosal ground, using special bone hooks to lock firmly into the epithelial tissue. The shields were seamless, instantly constructing a white Great Wall of steel at the edge of the ciliary forest.

"Second echelon, Hunter formation, climb the trees! Occupy the high points of the cilia!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Hundreds of agile warriors used grappling hooks to climb the dozens-of-meters-high ciliary pillars in a few swift movements, moving flexibly between the swaying "canopies" to look for opportunities.

"Monsters entering range! Three hundred meters!"

Countless sharp screeches merged into a tsunami, and the monster army crashed against the defensive line like a tidal wave, attempting to drown the players with sheer numbers!

"Hold the line!" the squad leader in the front row roared in the channel. "Shields at a 30-degree tilt! Prepare for impact!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dull thuds of impact echoed across the defensive line. The massive force transmitted through the shields caused the health bars of the front-line warriors to vibrate slightly, but the entire line remained unmoved, as if nailed to the body of the god. If anyone's condition faltered, the Life Weavers in the rear immediately acted with precision.

"The wind is coming! Use the momentum!" Wei Guo gave the order.

At this moment, it was the Titan's breathing cycle. A violent gust of air surged from the depths of the bronchial tube.

The Great Wall Watch warriors, having already anchored their bodies, stood firm, while the round slimes lost their balance in the gale, blown about and even swept into mid-air.

"Now! Indiscriminate coverage, throw! Fire!"

Twang—!

Bone spears and poison stings filled the sky, accelerating with the wind exhaled by the Titan. Carrying terrifying kinetic energy, they instantly pierced the small monsters struggling in the air.

Squelch! Squelch!

Green pus exploded in the air, like a rain of acid.

"Thrust!"

Taking advantage of the monsters' chaotic formation, the Hunters leaped down. Their sharp blades precisely pierced the cores of the viruses—harvest, pull out, and stab again. Their movements were uniform, like a precision meat grinder.

Dozens of minutes later, the battle ended.

The ground was covered in a thick layer of viral remains.

"Clean up the battlefield. First Company is responsible for collecting Bio-Energy, Second Company is responsible for clearing the debris, and Third Company is on alert."

Great Wall No. 1 glanced at the time, his tone devoid of any fluctuation.

"Rest in place for five minutes. Check your equipment durability."

"We continue our advance in five minutes. We need to have everyone change classes within a week and reach the threshold for the main quest as soon as possible."

An unknown region of the Liver and Gallbladder.

This place was far from the H-124 core area, a wild land filled with fog and unknown dangers.

A player squad of over twenty people was carefully climbing along the massive vessel walls. Their equipment was a motley collection, and every person's eyes revealed a ruthless edge.

Leading them was Greedy Wolf, Zhang Kuang.

"Brother Wolf, are we really not going to join the fun at H-124?" one of his subordinates asked, eyeing the gains others were posting on the forums with envy. "I heard money is everywhere over there. You can get rich just by moving bricks."

"Get rich my ass! Did a donkey kick you in the head?"

Greedy Wolf spat and stabbed a Blood-Sucking Leech that was attempting a sneak attack.

"Don't you have any idea what our situation is? The people from the three major guilds have surrounded H-124 like an iron barrel. If we show our faces there now, we'll be insta-killed!"

"Just look at how big this map is."

Greedy Wolf pointed at the boundless flesh walls and the abyss-like Bile Duct surrounding them.

"This single Bile Duct tributary alone is probably tens of thousands of kilometers long—bigger than Earth! It's impossible to finish traversing it without using a Crimson Boat for high-speed travel. It's perfectly safe for us to explore here. No matter how strong those three major guilds are, they've only occupied the toll booth at the entrance. The heavens are high and the emperor is far away!"

Greedy Wolf said with a sinister grin.

"We'll build our base right here in the peripheral zone and develop stealthily. Kill monsters, level up, and hoard equipment. Even though the monsters here are a bit fierce and there aren't many supplies, the advantage is the freedom."

"Once we're all level 20, even if we don't go head-to-head with them, the skills we've gained will make us local kings back in the Golden Triangle in reality!"

"Everyone, perk up! Don't look for trouble, don't show your heads, and level up in silence!"

Time passed, and another week went by.

Through the day and night efforts of players across the entire server, the Bio-Energy progress bar for the Titan Armory finally crossed a significant milestone.

[Server-wide Announcement: The Bio-Energy collection progress for the Titan Armory has reached 50%!]

Around the H-124 joint camp.

Feng Xing Tian Xia slashed a small monster to the ground and pulled up his quest panel.

Looking at that progress bar, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"50%. Faster than expected."

"But it's still not enough." Data Maniac poured cold water on the mood from the side, pointing at the vast swathes of black fog on the holographic map. "The shallow resources around H-124 have been mostly mined out. If we want to gather the remaining five hundred million, we must continue to push deeper."

The current map is as follows:

Lung region: A7 District has been cleared, but the lesions have not been completely eradicated. B1 and B2 are currently being assaulted by a large number of players, while other districts have scattered players.

Liver region: There is a Detoxification Camp at the entrance, with scattered guild outposts and small solo-player bases. H-124 has established a joint camp.

"We can definitely advance on multiple fronts now. The danger level further ahead is quite high; I nearly died when I scouted the path myself earlier. I'm afraid it won't be worth the risk for everyone to go now. We can divert some people back to clear out the Bronchiole and the Hepatic Lobule in the rear."

"Level 20 players can form squads to act independently. Everyone else, stick with the groups!"