While everyone was talking in the group chat, an eerie silence fell around the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess.
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, a voice that sounded like a chorus of dozens of people, containing various frequencies, echoing and mixing within the small fortress's cabin, finally emerging from the still-open hatch:
Why aren't you guys back to play with me yet?
The tone was like a child's, but the timbre sounded like a malfunctioning speaker. People who heard this voice for the first time could easily associate it with movies like " Orphan " or " The Bad Seed ".
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] suddenly shivered and turned his expectant gaze to the [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ].
Unlike the books brought by the others, which were specifically for the Machine Spirit to read, the books [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] received from his high school classmate were for his own reading.
I've been having some free time lately, and during my breaks from my teaching rotations, I actually learned a few tricks...
She turned and walked towards the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess, but instead of getting on, she knocked on the mud-covered fortress shell and said:
"You go ahead and play by yourself, we have more important things to do."
After processing the information in the speech like an old-fashioned computer, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess, who had only learned to speak a few days ago, responded while controlling the Blood Corpse:
What important thing is it?
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] pointed calmly to the ground in the distance:
"There's something very valuable but also very Fragility buried over there. We need to dig it out now. If we accidentally break it, we'll be completely finished."
"So, please be understanding and go play by yourself for a while. Remember, don't go near that area."
"Will this work?"
In the group chat for the "[ Shell-Breaking Plan ]", [ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty, I Back Down] typed a question, and the Half-Dragon quickly gave an affirmative answer:
"Don't worry, this Machine Spirit is just going through its rebellious phase."
"A rebellious phase isn't a period of mental retardation."
"Just you wait, adolescence is just a period of mental retardation."
After another period of silence as the user processed the information, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess seemed to suddenly switch personalities and asked:
"Dear Creator, where is that precious item buried? I will be careful to avoid it when I play."
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] She was trying so hard not to laugh that her teeth were chattering, but she managed to keep her expression steady and said:
"Yes, it's underground over there. Go down from there, it's about a hundred meters long and a few dozen meters wide, so be sure to walk around it carefully."
This time, the Machine Spirit did not respond to the [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ]. With a "whoosh," the previously open fortress hatch closed instantly, and the fortress, which was almost in a stranded state, suddenly started operating on its own.
The sound of eighty Blood Corpse stepping on the pedals came through the bulkhead, clearly reaching the ears of every onlooker.
Everyone felt as if these Blood Corpse were squeezing their life force out of them, even more so than when they were hunting.
The circular blade at the front of the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" slowly began to rotate. After a simple adjustment of the angle, the device began to dig into the ground at a slight angle.
The pulverized soil was ejected from the one-way valve at the rear of the fortress via the conveyor belt. Accompanied by the tremors of the ground, the blade of the fortress disappeared underground in less than a minute.
They've stopped acting altogether.
Seeing this, the cunning Master [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] turned around, puffed out his chest, and raised his head, displaying a proud expression that said, "Come and see, take a look."
Everyone responded with affirmative looks. In order to prevent the Machine Spirit from discovering the problem, they did nothing but keep sending clapping emojis to the group chat.
Only when the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" was completely submerged underground, leaving only a one-way valve outlet outside, did everyone finally breathe a sigh of relief.
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty retreated] and asked quietly:
"Its progress doesn't seem slow at all. What should we do now?"
Seeing the players' puzzled looks, [ Good Times Don't Last ] took out a few pieces of dried meat from his pocket and distributed them to everyone:
"Since things have come to this, let's eat first."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Since things have come to this, let's eat first."
Below the soil layer, above the rock layer.
A living machine called " King of Fall Resistance, I Guess " is advancing at an astonishing speed.
In fact, it has not yet established a sound self-awareness, after all, no one can criticize a consciousness that has only been born for less than two weeks.
Even so, it had long recognized that the beings within it who taught it were fundamentally different from itself.
Each individual is unique, both in terms of their life form and the composition of their consciousness.
Even from a biological instinct perspective, this undoubtedly brought it a sense of anxiety and crisis.
And now, these very people who created him want to leave him?
It's okay, we just need to destroy their objective.
According to its creator, it must be something huge but Fragility, buried deep underground here.
The cylindrical blades, inlaid with numerous blades, spun faster and faster. Even compacted soil crumbled at the touch of the Iron Birch Wood blades of the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess.
After advancing for several hours, it had changed its digging angle from sideways to horizontal.
As expected, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess sensed a slight change coming from the blade tip.
Although the ground ahead is still soil, it has become somewhat uneven.
The Machine Spirit, adept at summarizing experience, was well aware of this, indicating that there was something irregularly shaped ahead, which caused the difference in soil deposition.
It's right ahead!
The Machine Spirit spirit was overjoyed, and the speed of its blade rotation increased even further. Even the Blood Corpse in the lower power compartment had slightly deformed the pedals by pressing them down.
"Buzz buzz buzz~"
The mobile fortress continues to advance.
"Buzz buzz buzz~"
The mobile fortress was brimming with confidence.
"Bang!"
With a sharp crack, the mobile fortress, located dozens of meters underground, trembled violently.
"Ah?"
The Blood Corpse in the engine room emitted eerie cries, which blended together into a series of bewildered interjections.
After a brief moment of shock, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess finally realized what had happened.
From a human perspective, this might be described as losing a tooth.
From the machine's perspective, the problem is quite simple --
One of my razor blades snapped.
The massive blade at the front of the body has more than a dozen serrated blades made of ironwood, which are effective for both cutting and sharpening.
Logically, the damage to one of them shouldn't have a significant impact on the whole, but it still stopped the blade's operation and started thinking.