In just a few minutes, Lin Fan arrived at a cluster of unfinished buildings not far from the construction site.
Once, this area might have been planned as high-end residential housing in the Yi'an District, but now, only a few massive concrete tombstones remained, looking as if they had been half-eaten, standing lonely amidst the overgrown weeds.
The pitch-black windows were like eyes, staring hollowly at this wasteland.
Lin Fan looked through a window toward the construction site, his gaze instantly sharpening.
He hadn't seen them from further away, but there were actually over a dozen monsters, each the size of a small tank, rooting around near the construction machinery.
"Iron-Bristled Wild Boars..."
Detailed information about this type of monster surfaced in Lin Fan's mind.
Iron-Bristled Wild Boars were notorious "hotheads" among monsters.
Their bodies were covered in a layer of black, stiff bristles like steel needles, and their thick skin and flesh could deflect bullets from small-caliber handguns. Their two saber-like tusks could even pierce standard combat uniforms.
At this moment, the pack of beasts was using the expensive rotary drilling rig as a scratching post.
Screech—screech—
The hard bristles scraped against the metal casing of the drill, emitting a sharp, teeth-grinding noise as sparks flew everywhere.
Lin Fan crouched on a second-floor platform of an unfinished building, looking down through a gap in the wall where the steel rebar was exposed.
"Sixteen of them."
"One leader boar approaching the Beast General level, over three meters long; the rest are all high-level Beast Soldiers."
Lin Fan curled his lip. There was no fear of this pack of Iron-Bristled Wild Boars in his eyes; instead, there was a sense of annoyance, as if his meal had been interrupted.
In the eyes of the current Lin Fan, these weren't a pack of monsters; they were clearly a swarm of flies crawling and rooting on his dinner table.
"Hoo..."
Lin Fan slowly stood up straight and gently loosened his neck, which let out a crisp crack.
"Perfect. I spent a long time practicing the 'True Self' earlier. My brain learned it, but my body hasn't tested it yet."
"I'll use you thick-skinned fellows to test the blade."
Lin Fan flipped his wrist, and Calamity instantly appeared in his palm.
The next second.
Without any concealment, he leaped straight down from the second-floor platform!
Boom!
The earth shuddered violently.
Lin Fan's feet landed heavily on the gravel-covered ground. Even with his spiritual energy acting as a buffer, the impact of several tons caused the ground to crack instantly, and his feet sank into the soil up to his ankles.
"Roar?!"
The pack of Iron-Bristled Wild Boars, which had been enjoying their scratch, was startled by the sudden commotion.
They whipped their heads around, sixteen pairs of small, scarlet eyes staring fixedly at this uninvited guest who had fallen from the sky.
"Snort!!!"
The giant lead boar let out a tyrannical roar, its front hooves pawing the ground impatiently as two jets of white steam puffed from its snout.
Without any hesitation, following the leader's roar, the previously scattered pack charged at Lin Fan, bringing with them a suffocating, foul-smelling wind!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
More than a dozen two-ton wild boars sprinted at once. The momentum was like an earthquake; the gravel on the ground was jumping frantically.
However, Lin Fan did not move.
He simply dragged the massive scythe with one hand, watching the charging pack with calm eyes.
In just a few breaths, the largest lead boar had already reached him.
The sharp tusks were less than a meter from Lin Fan's chest; he could even smell the nauseating stench of the beast's mouth.
Only then did Lin Fan finally move.
He stepped forward, meeting the boar's charge head-on.
With his spiritual energy providing frantic propulsion, he swung the Calamity in his hand, carving a semicircle from bottom to top!
"Die... for me!!!"
Bang!!
A dull thud echoed.
There was no sound of a blade entering flesh; instead, it sounded like a siege hammer smashing into a rotten watermelon.
The three-meter-long giant boar didn't even have time to grunt. Its skull collapsed on the spot, and its massive body was lifted off the ground by the sheer brute force, tumbling backward through the air.
Like a meat-shell fired from a cannon, it smashed into the pack behind it.
Crack!
The sound of breaking bones rang out.
Two unlucky boars that couldn't dodge in time had their spines shattered by their own leader. Before they even understood what had happened, they were reduced to two piles of mush in the mud.
One strike, triple kill.
"Hoo..."
Lin Fan maintained his swinging posture, the veins on his arm pulsing slightly as his mouth curled into a grin.
"This is the charm of heavy weaponry."
"As long as you have the strength, every strike is a critical hit."
This pure aesthetic of violence made the blood in Lin Fan's body begin to boil.
The ensuing battle turned into a completely one-sided slaughter.
Relying on the force-generating techniques of the Basic Warrior 36 Forms, combined with the all-around assistance of his spiritual energy, Lin Fan moved through the pack of boars—known for their defense—like a ghost dancing within a black storm.
Calamity whistled as it swung; the boars struck by the back of the blade were either sent flying or simply smashed to pieces.
As for those grazed by the edge, even though the boars' skin was thick enough to withstand bullets, they were as fragile as paper in front of Calamity.
A mere graze meant a severed limb, and a direct strike meant instant death.
Occasionally, a tusk would graze his clothing, but Lin Fan didn't even blink. He dropped his shoulder, forced his center of gravity back, and backhanded the beast with the spine of his blade, shattering its front leg.
Less than a minute later.
The construction site returned to a deathly silence.
Only Lin Fan's heavy breathing and the thick, inescapable scent of blood remained.
Sixteen Iron-Bristled Wild Boars had all become corpses, lying scattered in pools of blood, not one of them intact.
Lin Fan leaned on his scythe, standing in the sea of blood and corpses, and glanced at his watch.
Heart rate: 102.
"A bit more tiring than I thought."
He wiped a drop of boar blood from his cheek and shook his hand in disgust.
"However, the warm-up is over. Time for the main course."
Lin Fan couldn't even be bothered to process the boar carcasses; he simply waved his hand, collecting all the "game" on the ground into his space ring.
These things were treasures from head to toe; whether it was the meat or the tusks, they could fetch a good price.
After finishing this, he turned around impatiently to look at the rotary drilling rig he had been eyeing all along.
This yellow steel beast lay quietly in the weeds, its body stained with the blood splattered during the fight, making it look even more ferocious.
Lin Fan walked to the side of the drill and gently pressed the thick, heavy blade of his scythe against the rig's massive counterweight.
Sizzle.
Just like a red-hot knife cutting into butter, the incredibly hard manganese steel counterweight softened and collapsed the moment it touched the scythe.
The metal structure of the drill disintegrated, turning into streams of rich, silver-gray energy that, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, frantically drilled into the pitch-black body of Calamity.
Calamity devoured at an astonishing speed.
The sixty-ton behemoth completely vanished into thin air in less than two minutes, leaving not even a single screw behind.
At the same time, blue data streams began to refresh frantically on Lin Fan's retina.
[Devoured high-strength engineering manganese steel: 60 tons.]
[Calamity growth progress: +0.55%, current growth progress: 0.92%.]
[Current load compatibility: +0.55%.]
[Weapon density increased, current weight: 3650 kilograms.]
"0.55%?!"
Lin Fan looked at the jumping number, his eyes instantly lighting up.
Although it looked like less than 1%, this was the amount provided by just one machine!
One had to remember that the previous 48-ton oil tanker had only provided a pathetic 0.2%.
This drill rig weighed only a dozen tons more, but the growth progress it provided was more than double that of the oil tanker!
"Sure enough, mass is the hard truth."
"One drill rig is 0.55%, so here..."
Lin Fan whipped his head around, his gaze scanning the entire construction site with fiery intensity.
Excavators, bulldozers, cranes...
On this abandoned construction site, there were at least a dozen more big guys lying around!
If he ate all of these...
Lin Fan did the math in his head, and his breathing couldn't help but quicken.
"At least I can get it up to over 8%!"
"This is a real fortune."
Lin Fan grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
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