"All the guild's public channels have distributed maps of main roads for free. Why do you dare to list two hundred points on this crappy map Bio-Energy? Are you robbing money?!"
At the same time, in the game, at the lighthouse outpost market on the east side, in front of the cargo box stall sheltered from the wind.
[Explorer of All Things] Squatting beside the canvas stall he had spread out, he raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the sturdy man in front of him with a double-row heavy-duty harvesting chainsaw on his waist.
The signature philistine smile on his face did not fade even a little bit. He tapped his fingertips on Void and pulled the unfolded private holographic sand table in front of the other party:
"The schematic diagram of the main line issued by the guild only tells you how to walk from point A to point B. My diagram tells you which weathered fault will collapse if you step on it, which slope can pull three tons of cargo without burning the motor, which hidden channel can be used to bypass the thick shell blocking the road, so that the custom-made big saw worth 5,000 yuan on your waist... can save you a full 3,000 yuan in overload wear and tear."
He traced the arc High Corridor around the old wound of Abyss like a crescent moon with his finger, and three intertwined hidden streamlines of red, blue and yellow instantly appeared on the three-dimensional map:
One is close to the inner wall to avoid wind, and the other is along the reinforced bracket to avoid cracks in the earth veins. The last end even makes an extremely tricky turn at the exit, directly connecting to the temporary unloading suspended blind platform that has not been disclosed to the public.
Clicking on each coordinate is a first-person video with timestamps of actually stepping on and avoiding pitfalls.
The strong man snorted stiffly, "I will be refreshed for free half an hour after I die. Does playing a game need to be as meticulous as embroidery?"
"You can wait half an hour for resurrection..."
[Explorer of All Things] stood up, stretched out his knuckles wearing leather gloves, and tapped lightly on the alloy tool box behind the opponent, making a crisp sound:
"But your Tier Two titanium heavy saw with an anti-acid coating died once and exploded in the Abyss quagmire. Can it grow four legs and run back to the base camp? Besides, half an hour to resurrect, and half an hour to run naked in the wasteland full of monsters to pick up bags... You only have two or three hours of off-duty game time after a full day. Are you really going to waste it all waiting for resurrection and picking up equipment?"
The strong man lowered his head and looked at the giant armor-breaking saw he had just bought with an installment payment through frugality. His Adam's apple rolled, and he finally closed his mouth without temper.
Outside the outpost, a heavy transport convoy was roaring past along the gentle slope of High Corridor.
Seven days ago, who would have thought that a few casual travel photos taken by life-oriented players would actually lead to the army digging out a way across the natural chasm in the blind spot of the cliff?
Engineers nailed expansion anchors along the foreign dead shell, and the maintenance team strengthened the bridge cantilever, and then tested it in sections according to different loads. In just one week, this foreign dead shell High Corridor, which could only allow personnel to pass carefully, can now allow heavy trucks within the approved load to pass, filled with the roar of engines and the rough chants of loaders.
High Corridor Directly below, the Tier Three parasitic vines that extend into it are shriveled and pale Abyss old wounds, still dead and silent in the shadows, chilling the bone marrow;
However, on the outer rock crust above its head, Fourth Calamity has planted battle flags and built sentries, and even... spawned an intelligence businessman like [Explorer of All Things] who made a fortune by selling detailed road conditions.
This is his favorite way of exploration.
The top gods are tearing apart the powerful lords in the front, the engineering madmen are building bridges and paving the way in the back, and others are busy dyeing all the major copies of the map into the colors of their own guild;
And he only focused on carving every inch of land he dug out with his feet into the map with the highest resolution.
He was born in [Hunter], First Advancement [Ghost Blade], Second Advancement [Shadow Devouring Warrior]. Now, with his long-term and difficult exploration and hunting, his level has been raised to LV.66, and he has steadily crossed the Tier Three threshold.
This shadow movement that comes and goes without a trace allows him to avoid the Abyss monster's stampede, but it will never be able to generate a high-precision map in his mind out of thin air.
Every line under your feet is the actual measured data obtained by risking your life and falling off the cliff.
In the corner of the booth, a hot post happened to be refreshed on the forum holographic light screen--
[Dawn Guild Announcement: The maintenance fee for the photography equipment of the 'Sacred Chef Self-Driving Tour Fleet' this time has been paid in full!]
The accompanying picture is a silly close-up of a few photographers counting money in a tavern while holding large glasses of ale.
[Explorer of All Things] Looking at the dazzling string of zeros, my back molars felt sour:
"Damn it, if you take two landscape photos, you can fully reimburse the equipment maintenance fee. I run back and forth on this rocky beach eight times a day. I charge you two hundred map points. Isn't that excessive?"
The strong man was amused by him and grinned. "Then you also go buy an astronomical telescope and shoot movies."
"If I can afford it, I'll have gone a long time ago. Isn't it just the money you have on hand to pay for the trip?"
While the two were joking, the strong man looked slightly calm. He circled a gray-white shadow coordinate on his Terminal and pushed it to the stall:
"Okay, I paid full price for the route. By the way, I want to ask about something serious - this blind spot in the canyon, brother, have you stepped on the plate?"
That is a hidden deep valley flanking the final exit of the suspended High Corridor.
In the high-altitude reconnaissance images sent back by Surface Vanguard Brigade in the past two days, we can always vaguely see a large gray-white hard layer of cuticle that stretches for miles on the edge of this rift valley.
Several military forges in the logistics camp have recently been purchasing high-density and heavy-duty bio-aggregates at crazy high prices. Several professional procurement teams have long been eyeing the undeveloped virgin land like flies seeing blood.
[Explorer of All Things] glanced at the coordinates, and the philistine in his eyes instantly calmed down:
"A few days ago, we were exploring the outer cliffs. The things underneath have not been biochemically identified. I listed them as 'high-risk for exploration' on the public channel of the intranet. I never said that they were mines that could be attacked."
"We are not stupid, how can we carry a chainsaw and do it recklessly?" The strong man rubbed his calloused hands and said in a low voice:
"Take a guide and take a few of us down to have a look on the ground. If it is confirmed that it is harmless bone ore that can smelt high-grade armor, we will call for heavy-duty mining trucks to drive in. The pre-exploration guide fee is 3,000 Bio-Energy, and you have to pay half of the deposit in advance. Do you want to do it?"
Three thousand.
[Explorer of All Things]'s eyelids twitched hard.
He looked down at his old leggings with two holes in his boots, and then thought about the huge reimbursement of the photography team next door, and finally the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin:
"Deal. The old rule is to identify whether it is a living Primordial Tissue before taking samples. If the original dark red meridians of the divine body are connected underneath, no plants or trees are allowed to be touched."
"Don't worry, I'm here to make a fortune, not to cause trouble."
More than an hour later, the easternmost exit of High Corridor was suspended.
Avoiding the dust from the heavy supply trucks, [Explorer of All Things] led a three-person picking team along a weathered gut trail behind the unloading platform and quietly slid into the fault depression below.
This place is several kilometers away from the fatal "Gray-White Abyss Old Wound" below.
Underfoot are layers of dry, dead foreign shells, and on the surrounding weathered walls, dazzling fluorescent safety signs have long been planted by patrols.
Passing through a thin mist, the terrain ahead suddenly collapsed and opened up.
The sight in front of them made the collection team breathe heavily for an instant--
In this basin that looks like a dry crater, patches of pale white dense armor are cascading up and down along the hillside!
Some are like collapsed and weathered white city walls, and some are like broken pillars half-covered by mud and sand. The surface is covered with a thick layer of weathered dust that has accumulated for a long time, but you can still vaguely feel the terrifying bone density inside that is comparable to heavy alloy!
The strong man slid down the slope in three steps and two steps at a time, kneeling on one knee, tremblingly stroking a piece of everted white armor on the edge, his eyes shining:
"Fuck... this bone density, this cuticle thickness!! If the aggregate is really harmless, after processing and trimming, maybe we can make batches of Tier Three heavy-duty protective plates for Mecha! Send it... Brothers are really going to send it this time!!"
His face was full of ecstasy, and he used his backhand to unbolt the chainsaw on his back.
"Roar----!!"
Without warning, a deep roar, like a thunderous explosion, echoed from the depths of the weathered boulders in front of the valley!
Boom!!
A huge biochemical heavy foot trampled the edge of the slope, and the flying stone debris rolled down the steep slope like a rainstorm.
The three people in the material collection team suddenly raised their heads as their hairs burst out all over their bodies!
Deep in a pile of sloping white armor, a majestic giant man with a height of seven meters and covered with mottled stone armor was already stuck in front of the narrow entrance of the canyon Unique like an iron tower!
Its left forearm was broken from below the elbow, and the incomplete fracture had long been sealed by dark gold granulation. The remaining right arm was propped on the ground, and its back was as broad as a hill, completely blocking the deep area behind it.
[Explorer of All Things] Pupils contracted suddenly.
He knows it.
In the video of Myriad-Egg Broodmother's tragic decisive battle, it was this Ancient Guardian who had lost his arm and rushed back to the battlefield when he was seriously injured. He used his whole body to hit the enemy chief's ankle, and together with Warlord, he opened the gap for [Vanguard Across the Realm] to be beheaded!
"Put away the chainsaw! Don't take it out!!"
[Explorer of All Things] pressed the strong man's shoulder firmly with his backhand and shouted in a low voice.
The strong man moved very quickly, and instantly plugged the chainsaw back into the buckle, raised his hands and slowly took half a step back.
The Broken Arm Guard did not show an attacking posture.
It looked down at these tiny humans from a high position, and the huge mouth that was originally slightly cracked in the chest and abdomen slowly closed. Even the violence in its eyes quietly turned into an ancient indifference after identifying the player's identity.
The giant man slowly turned half of his body, his remaining right palm clasped a piece of black weathered waste shell blocking the light on the slope, and lifted it up.
Under the scrap shell, a small patch of dark red Divine Membrane was exposed, which was undulating with weak breathing.
Several slender Divine Body Weavers quickly shuttled through the gaps under the cover of the giant god, and quickly disappeared into the earth's veins deeper below.
"Is... is there a restoration team from the gods working here?" The strong man lowered his voice and broke out in a cold sweat, "Brother, how about we dig somewhere else? If we really hurt the friendly forces, the Guild can kick me out of the mining team."
[Explorer of All Things] Didn't talk.
His eyes were fixed on the piece of "gray-white hard armor" that exuded an alluring luster not far away, and his brows were knitted into a tight knot.
Previously, when looking from a distance through the fog, he only noticed the thickness and direction of this bone layer.
But now it's so close...
Look at the extremely regular curvature of the edge, look at the concave and convex joints of the nail plate joints that bear force...
Why, the more I look at it, the more it looks like it's on some giant god's body... the wrist armor used to protect the limbs and wrists?!
The guard walked down the slope with heavy steps.
It slowly knelt down in front of a gray broken wall about ten meters in front of everyone.
The huge one-arm fell gently, with an almost incredible gentleness, slowly brushing away the thick layer of dust on the surface of the hard shell.
Wow.
Dark gray stone powder and calamity ash poured down like fine sand.
[Explorer of All Things] The muscles on his face suddenly twitched violently, and his breathing completely stopped at this moment!
Just below the white armor that has been dusted off...
Four huge knuckles sunk deep in the mud and dust, clasped side by side, were suddenly revealed!!
That's a hand!!
The giant piece of white armor that the mining team regarded as a "rare bone mine" and was about to be cut into eight pieces with a chainsaw... was actually fastened tightly to a tightly curled towering palm!
His eyes trembled upward along his wrist--
The arms half covered with weathered shells lie lying between the rocks, the thick shoulder armor is deeply bent, and a burly head several meters high, covered with deep old wounds, is silently lowered and pressed directly in front of his breastplate!
Another the Ancient!
Its whole body is covered with a gray dead shell like sedimentary rock, as if it had merged with the entire weathered canyon earth into a cold dead thing millions of years ago.
However--
Just after the one-armed guard's rough hand touched the back of its cold fingers extremely gently!
Gaba...
An extremely small, extremely dry sound of bones rubbing together came faintly from the depths of the mud.
The thick knuckle buried deep under the stone powder, under [Explorer of All Things]'s unbelievable gaze...
It turned out to be extremely weak, curling up and bending half an inch towards the depth of the palm!
It's still breathing!
It's alive!!
This area to be explored was marked on the map by him as a resource Origin Point...
The one sleeping underneath is the real guardian of the gods!!
"WTF... WTF?!"
The strong man picking materials behind him suddenly stopped his steps, his face changed suddenly, he quickly pressed the tool box behind him tightly, and his voice changed tone:
"Really... really a living person?! What a fool... I almost took a big saw and sawed off the wrist of my own god!!"
[Explorer of All Things] did not respond to his panic.
He opened his system panel expressionlessly, and without any hesitation, he directly clicked on the deposit transaction record that had just been entered into his account.
Go back the way you came!
Immediately afterwards, he called up his personal high-precision surveying and mapping holographic sandbox, selected the "A layer to be surveyed" layer that he had circled before, and hovered his fingertips for half a second.
Delete completely!!
The strong man was stunned. "Brother... what are you doing? You took the tolls! You didn't break the contract. Who would have thought that there are family members buried under this ground?!"
"What I charge is money for showing you the materials."
[Explorer of All Things] took a deep breath, stared at the giant palm that was weakly twitching in the dust with cold eyes, and twitched the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating tone:
"But in this life... I will never make money by selling living friendly troops as mines!"
Woo----
Deep at the bottom of the valley, the one-armed guard raised his head, and the big mouth between his chest and abdomen let out a desolate and long low resonance that resounded throughout the deep valley.
The mountain breeze blew away the mist accumulated at the bottom of the valley.
[Explorer of All Things] Following the guard's line of sight and looking far into the distance, the next moment, the blood all over his body turned completely cold almost instantly!
I saw behind the sleeping giant, in the deep fault valley with a radius of dozens of miles...
The protrusions that look like collapsed city walls, the white stones as thick as sky pillars, the gray-white hills covered in mud...
All covered with identical stone armor!
They all maintain the same desolate posture of curling up with their heads bowed and protecting their pulse!!
Hundreds! Thousands!!
An entire army of Ancient Ones, whose number was unknown, was buried silently in the mud and dust of this canyon! No one knew how long it had been sleeping.
And in the deepest part of Legion Canyon...
A giant shadow of a majestic mountain range hundreds of meters high, almost completely covering the entire dark red divine vein behind it, is like an ancient god king lying across the sky and earth, sleeping like iron in the depths of the shadow!
"Fuck..."
[Explorer of All Things] Swallowed the dry saliva hard, and her heart beat wildly against her chest.
He raised his right hand tremblingly, opened the player's own video, recorded the sleeping defenders that he could clearly see in front of him, and attached the coordinates and corner marks of his actual route, and packed it up quickly--
Directly to the front team contact channel!
"Call Dawn Guild... transfer [Vanguard Across the Realm]!!"
This market intelligence businessman who usually would be red-faced even if he was given less than two copper coins, at this moment, his eyes were scarlet and his voice was hoarse as if he was crying blood:
"President...High Corridor The canyon east of the exit... has dug out the big guy!"
He looked back at the ancient divine armor hanging down all over the valley and murmured:
"It's not bone mineral..."
"--It's our army of gods... all of them are here!!"