As the saying went, a foot could fall short, while an inch could have its strengths.
A Puppet Master might not be proficient in every Dao Path. Having strengths of his own, along with certain flaws and weaknesses, was perfectly commonplace.
Li Chen now needed to vigorously develop intelligent programs and mechanical Puppets to make the most of his strengths, but the resources at hand held him back, preventing him from going all out.
Otherwise, he would not have cared whether there were traps. He could have kept sending intelligent Puppets inside to investigate and die, until the enemy's resources were nearly exhausted and he could safely excavate the place.
But this approach was heavily constrained by resources, and he simply could not afford that kind of expenditure at present.
He would be better off paying Valley Master Qi for poisonous substances, smothering any enemies inside in one fell swoop, then going in to collect their corpses at his leisure.
Li Chen was absolutely the sort who could both dream up such a scheme and carry it out. If Luo Changshan knew of this from beneath the earth, he would understand that, while he himself was an old monster, cautious and underhanded, Li Chen was certainly no easy customer either.
His head was now filled with poison-gas bombs, thermobaric bombs, biological weapons, and genetic weapons.
An old grandpa hiding inside a ring? Somebody, feed the old grandpa his medicine!
In fact, Li Chen could already use a flammable mineral found alongside the heavenfire stone deposits around Crouching Tiger Hill-a magnesium-like firestarter stone-grind it into powder, and make something resembling the thermobaric bombs of Earth in his previous life.
Because its spiritual essence was weak, it had very little ability to break through gang essence or force, making it difficult to