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Qin Luoxi spoke in a low voice.
At that moment, Chen Huan'er had also finished her Lingmu status, holding her forehead. Under the Lingmu status, she could hear the voices of a few people.
When she saw the negative status of the Mechanical Enemy, her small face turned bitter.
What are we waiting for? We’ll take it one step at a time. And don’t forget, Wu Jiaoxi won’t let me go easily. Just hold on; maybe we’ll get reinforcements.
Seeing the team’s morale low, Xue Wushuang quickly spoke up.
Qin Luoxi ignored Xue Wushuang’s optimistic remarks and turned to Chen Huan'er.
Look for any iconic buildings; what we need to do now is to figure out our direction and at least find a safe place.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Huan'er replied,
There’s a plaza a few miles from here; I saw something glowing over there. I’m not sure what it is, but Ling Ya told me there’s something we need.
Qin Luoxi thought for a moment and said,
Sitting here waiting for death isn’t an option. We need to move before the Mechanical Enemy triggers again!
With that, she vanished into the darkness. Zhou Qingqing led the way while Xue Wushuang followed closely behind, ensuring that Chen Huan'er was well protected.
Two hours passed.
The group sat huddled in a dark alley, their faces grim.
Damn it! Looking at how developed this city is, why are they all so fierce? Isn’t this supposed to be a civilized society?
Xue Wushuang was covered in injuries, her hands swollen and red. Zhou Qingqing had some wounds too, but they were less severe than Xue Wushuang's. Qin Luoxi's expression was also somewhat grim.
Zhou Qingqing shot Xue Wushuang a glance and whispered,
Keep your voice down; don’t let them find us.
As they stepped onto the upper level and decided on their direction, they cautiously made their way onto the street.
The moment they appeared, those seemingly harmless pedestrians on the street suddenly had their Mechanical Eyes turn red, revealing blood bars above their heads.
Not realizing it until now, Xue Wushuang couldn’t help but curse loudly.
A group of seemingly harmless passersby suddenly transformed into enemies, creating a strange and dangerous atmosphere. Several individuals stared at these pedestrians, gathering their strength to charge at them. Although they were unarmed and lacked the fervor of the guards, they were overwhelmed by sheer numbers, each one a genuine mechanical life form. Every punch thrown by Xue Wushuang felt like striking flesh against metal; his hands were made of meat.
Even with the restorative effects of Holy Light Grass, the pain lingered. Zhou Qingqing could only defend against the onslaught of enemies surging toward them. In just over an hour, the four-member squad, once rejuvenated and full of spirit, found their fighting will evaporating once more.
What left Xue Wushuang speechless was that each enemy they faced was individually stronger than their entire team. Not only were they tough to defeat, but they also seemed stingy with rewards. Each kill granted a mere five thousand experience points, a stark contrast to the losses they endured. While they did drop a fair amount of ordinary materials—Mechanical Walls, Mechanical Power Components, Mechanical Eyes, and Mechanical Bionic Skins—Xue Wushuang estimated that he could almost assemble a complete unit from these parts.
But it was useless; his team's talents had nothing to do with machinery. Right now, their only option was to either break through with brute force or wait for death. And to make matters worse, time was running out for the Mechanical Enemies!
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