" The King of Fall Resistance, I Guess has produced a qualified blade!"
"Yay!" (Excited shout)
"But the sharpness is still not good enough."
"Sigh." (A disappointed sigh)
"Sharpness can be achieved through sharpening; there's no need to completely Alienation the blade!"
"Yay!"
"But with its current capabilities, it Alienation cannot generate a sharpening tool."
"Well."
"Fortunately, we prepared a whetstone in advance, so there's no need to learn a new Alienation separately!"
"Yay!"
"But the Machine Spirit can't pick things up very well yet."
"Well."
"Our tools are easy to use; you should be able to learn them quickly."
"Yay!"
"However, changing the blade is a rather complicated process and cannot be completed in a short time."
"Well."
Good news and bad news kept coming from [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ], and players kept switching between excitement and disappointment, not even having time to complain about how the other party wasn't speaking properly.
In fact, according to the ideas of players like [ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ], they could easily enter the underground space to find the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" and help it replace the blades, while also providing some technical guidance.
Unfortunately, firstly, the seven people who raise the cybernetic AI don't really agree with this, and secondly, the player who raised this suggestion can't guarantee that the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess will definitely obey.
The difficulty of training organisms generally shows a trend of first increasing and then decreasing in relation to the organisms' intelligence level.
Creatures that are too stupid cannot be tamed, and those that are too intelligent are not so simple either. Humans' best friends are always those who are intelligent but not completely intelligent.
Unfortunately, a Machine Spirit that can learn the phonics of a language in a week is clearly a difficult type to tame.
With things having come to this point, the players had no other choice but to continue waiting silently, while also having several players with high Plant Compatibility attributes take turns with the [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] to try and keep abreast of the underground situation for 24 hours a day.
Another day passed, and new news came from underground: the "root tentacle training" of the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess had finally achieved initial results after going through three stages: "Enthusiastic" to "impotent rage" and then to "regaining confidence".
It successfully Alienation two tree roots into the shape of a screwdriver and replaced the blade.
Along with this news, the vines also overheard a particularly vicious curse—
The person who invented the hex screw deserves to die!
So everyone turned their attention to the chief engineer of the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess, [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ].
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] glanced around at the crowd, then nonchalantly shrugged:
"It's not like I invented it, and besides, this thing is really convenient to use, isn't it?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, and his five fingers began to Aberration at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into five hexagonal screwdrivers of different sizes in just a few breaths.
It certainly seems very convenient.
Seeing this, everyone fell silent and continued to wait while the [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] was being broadcast live.
The King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" has completed the blade replacement and finally restarted itself after nearly three days.
The players sitting on the ground finally felt that vibration coming from beneath their buttocks once again.
Although there was no particular reason, everyone still cheered and jumped for joy.
Underground, the successfully restarted "King of Fall Resistance, I Guess began its advance again.
It first retreated a short distance, then resumed its forward movement at a relatively steady pace, much like a skilled machinist adjusting the feed rate.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
A series of clanging sounds quickly followed, but because the speed of the advance was not fast, the blade did not break directly this time.
Even so, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess could feel its many blades wearing down.
However, it doesn't matter, because it has now mastered the Directed Alienation and installation of blades. Although the blades it manufactures are still somewhat rough, as long as the quantity increases, there won't be any problems.
With the giant blade spinning rapidly and the machine slowly moving forward, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess stopped operating again after a minute. The Machine Spirit used its special ability to sense the hard rock layer in front of it.
Although it wasn't obvious, a small corner of the protruding, hard rock had indeed been cut off.
As long as it works, that's fine.
If the Blood Corpse are the heart of the fortress, and the outer shell is its skeleton, then the plant roots that crisscross the gaps are its nerves.
Driven by the will of the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess, the plant roots at the back of the necks of the eighty Blood Corpse began to wriggle rapidly, and the nutrients being transported could almost be seen through the outer skin.
The Blood Corpse seemed to have gone mad, stomping furiously on the pedals beneath their feet. The King of Fall Resistance, I Guess entered Overload state, emitting a terrifying roar.
"Good news, as long as we use enough blades, we can still cut through those rock walls."
"That's amazing?"
"666"
With the [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] bringing back good news, everyone cheered with joy.
Unseen by the crowd, a crack quietly Spread within the enclosed space due to the full power output of the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess.
Amidst tension and anticipation, everyone waited another night.
Fortunately, they were going offline to attend to real-world matters anyway, so this period was like AFK farming rewards in a game for them, and they didn't feel particularly tired or annoyed. The only "person" who was actually working hard for this from beginning to end was probably the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess dozens of meters underground.
But shortly after players logged in the following morning, the truly good news arrived.
After digging for 24 hours, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" finally opened a spindle-shaped opening in the hard rock wall.
Because the shape of the rock wall is not perfectly regular, it was difficult for the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess to make the opening a perfect circle during the excavation.
Moreover, the Machine Spirit's own impatient nature didn't allow it to produce such a refined result. After roughly estimating that the hole was passable, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess immediately began to reverse at full power, backing out directly from the hole that led to the ground.
Rows of horns, strapped to a mechanical structure, descended to the mouths of the numerous Blood Corpse. Accompanied by the Blood Corpse ' instinctive breaths upon these foreign objects, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess emitted a loud blast of its horn.
"Beep beep beep~~~"
There was no need for such a grand display; everyone's attention had already been drawn to the approaching ground tremors.
They ran over quickly and saw the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess open its side door, gesturing for everyone to get on, but it stopped the [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ], which was the one they were most interested in.