The three quickly finalized their initial plan.
Having accumulated experience in both the World of Disorder and the real world, [ Shit Appraisal Master ] did not set a hopeless goal that was difficult to achieve in a short period of time, like most bosses do. Instead, he gave his team a lot of leniency.
He first discussed with [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] that the first stage only required making a model the size of a car.
Although the car was already quite large, considering that Gray's "small" mobile fortress was over ten meters square and divided into three levels, the three of them didn't feel that the car was that big.
As for [ the Lion Hidden in the Eyes ], he was assigned the task of capturing the Blood Corpse Count.
Buying from the studio is certainly a good option, and [ Shit Appraisal Master ] can easily connect with [ Soaring Clouds ].
However, [ The Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] possessed extraordinary combat strength, and since he had so much power, [ The Shit Appraisal Master ] assigned him this task.
While exploring the map, you can catch Blood Corpse Blood Corpse if you can, and capture counts if you can. You can also gain some experience along the way. It seems like a win-win situation.
Meanwhile, further east of Klaf City...
"If I become Grand Foundry Master, I will definitely increase the statutory holidays for the Graycast Corridor."
On the small, steadily functioning fortress, Gray looked at the desolate wilderness before him and muttered to himself.
According to the established route, the Antasia will enter the controlled area of Graycast Corridor in about seven days.
Not only will we be able to see nomads and patrols, but we'll also be able to inhale the exhaust fumes from medium and large fortresses—it's something to look forward to!
"You don't actually think you can get elected, do you?"
Nora was also idle at this moment, as Nora had not been able to fulfill her original purpose on this journey due to the players' extraordinary purchasing power and curiosity.
Aside from installing prosthetics for a few players who desperately needed to increase their combat power, she, as a mechanic, didn't have any other heavy workload; she was more like an accountant accompanying the team than a mechanic.
Why not?
Gray, who was lying on the side, stretched and said:
"Unless those who travel the sea routes open up new sea routes that connect the empire, I really can't think of anyone who is more competitive than me."
Nora thought for a moment and said:
"That is indeed possible."
"Impossible! How could a sea route that hadn't been opened for so many years suddenly be opened this year? Is it really just a coincidence?"
Nora gave her a look as if she were an idiot and said:
"That's because there hasn't been a selection process for Grand Foundry Master for decades, so everyone's lives were of the essence. Now that the Grand Foundry Master selection is in full swing, do you think they won't risk their lives for Supreme power?"
Gray curled his lip in disdain:
" Grand Foundry Master Daye is no easy task..."
"You talk as if you've ever done it yourself."
"Of course I've never been one, but I think my ability is limited to managing a satellite city; I definitely wouldn't be Grand Foundry Master."
"Then why did you even run for office?"
Gray was taken aback by Nora, and after a brief moment of thought, he forced himself to answer:
"To give everyone a holiday."
"Okay, okay."
Just as the two were talking back and forth, the small fortress seemed to have run over something and suddenly shook violently.
"Careful!"
Gray grabbed his wife with one hand and the control panel in front of him with the other, completely ignoring the objects that were being thrown into the air by the sudden turbulence.
With a series of clanging sounds, the small fortress returned to normal operation.
Gray looked back and saw what appeared to be a mass of flesh crushed into a paste in the crack between the ground and the rocks.
Looking down again, Gray noticed that the tracks of the Antasia also seemed to have become somewhat dirty.
"Damn Blood Corpse..."
He spat under his breath. The roads in the Wilderness of Chaos were already rugged and difficult to traverse, and now with the addition of Blood Corpse, some of the techniques and shortcuts passed down from his master were no longer usable...
But the abnormal situation is far from over.
Countless Blood Corpse are sealed in the Wilderness of Chaos. After they are revived, their instincts will drive them to wander aimlessly around.
Although this wandering seems random, under the influence of the status of Middle Tier- or High Tier vampires, these Blood Corpse will inevitably and slowly approach a certain location.
They had arrived in the area near the Great Labyrinth City, where the ice and snow had completely melted.
If a Blood Corpse appears here, then there is no doubt that there will be a large group of such creatures nearby.
With that thought, Gray sighed and switched the Fortress back to manual mode from the fixed-direction and-speed driving mode.
It was already evening, and with the constant threat of encountering hordes of Blood Corpse, he needed to focus.
"You should go downstairs first; it's not very safe here."
The fortress's ride became smooth, and Gray turned to Nora and said.
"Okay, I just heard a sound downstairs too, something must have spilled..."
After saying that, she turned and walked down the stairs, returning to the relatively safe indoor area.
After crossing a small hill, Gray, in the afterglow of the setting sun, saw hordes of Blood Corpse in his field of vision.
Perhaps it smelled the scent of humans, or perhaps it sensed that a group of companions were nearby.
Even before Gray's fortress got close, some Blood Corpse had already turned their heads and stared intently at the direction the Antasia was heading.
Looking around, the group of Blood Corpse numbered nearly a thousand.
Recalling the records in the Great Library of the Graycast Corridor, Gray realized that there was likely a Blood Corpse Earl nearby who was currently or had already revived...
This is not a good sign.
He turned to look at Chief Engineer Bennett, who had remained silent throughout, and his expression darkened.
" Old Bei, what's the situation around here? Can we get these guys out of here?"
Bennett looked at Gray with a blank expression:
"I'm trying to get rid of them, and I'm also using my Psionic Energy to find the lurking count and establish communication."
Gray looked at the dark mass of corpses ahead, his tone becoming somewhat urgent:
"Don't even mention it, they show absolutely no sign of moving aside."
"Are you sure you can handle this? If you can get them to move aside, I'll speed up and rush through. If not, I'll make a sharp turn."
Bennett's brow furrowed.
"Boss, if I said I really did try my best to manipulate them, would you believe me?"
It's not a matter of whether I believe you or not.
Gray placed one hand on the stun lever:
"I only care about the results."
With the release of the electric current, Bennett unleashed a more intense Psionic Energy shock than normal under external stimulation.
Even Gray, a Psionic Energy idiot, could sense a chilling aura emanating from the vampire count beside him, spreading outwards like waves.
A few seconds later, Bennett looked up in surprise and said:
I have absolutely no control over them!
"Run!"