As they spoke, the air inside the mine seemed to fill with heavy gel, leaving both men feeling hemmed in on all sides.
Unwilling to give up, Qin Siyang steered the Drill Pod into charge after charge against the surrounding rock walls, hoping to find a way through in another direction.
Bang, bang, bang!!
But every collision produced only the dull crash of metal against stone.
Against the fleshy wall behind the rock, the drill had no effect whatsoever. Instead, the recoil from each impact sent both men tumbling inside the pod.
"Completely useless?!" Qin Siyang's brows knitted tightly. "What the hell is this thing?!"
The twisting, writhing walls of flesh completely blocked their view, leaving them helpless.
"Crack... crunch..."
Under the relentless pressure, more cracks spread through the surrounding rock walls, and loose stones rained down. The entire mine shook harder and harder, as though it were about to collapse.
Qin Siyang realized that rather than being inside a mine, they seemed to have entered the intestines of some enormous god.
"Qin Siyang!" Yu Yongyou grabbed his arm. "Aren't you born with superhuman strength?! Can't you punch us a way out?!"
Qin Siyang irritably shook off his hand. "This Drill Pod is a tier four combat tool! The special material used for its drill is harder than ordinary Tier Four Armor! It can't even scratch this god's skin, and you expect me to punch straight through everything?"
"We still have to try! We can't just sit here waiting to die!" Yu Yongyou was practically shouting, his usual composure gone.
"Try, my ass!" Qin Siyang growled back, surveying the constantly contracting walls of flesh. "Haven't you noticed? All this thing has done so far is surround us. It hasn't actually attacked! What if we strike first, fail, and piss it