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"Damn, this System Notification Detected Abnormal Human Transformation is delayed. Could it be due to the network signal in the mine?"
Leng Fengyang experienced for the first time what it felt like to be let down by the system. In this end-time scenario, there was no way to complain about a product that didn't work well, so he could only endure in silence.
He remembered that he had collected a Bullet Manufacturing Blueprint. After the battle in the mine, he had nearly exhausted his supplies, and it was time to find a way to replenish some ammunition.
Leng Fengyang opened the System Panel with his mind, touched the blue screen with his finger, and entered the Synthesis Chamber. He clicked on the Bullet Manufacturing Blueprint, which displayed:
[Using millimeter caliber bullets as an example, the total weight of the cartridge, casing, primer, propellant, and projectile requires specific material ratios. The projectile weighs approximately X grams, the propellant weighs about Y grams, while the primer and casing are roughly equal in weight. The primary material needed for ammunition is Brass.]
Leng Fengyang knew very well that to manufacture bullets capable of dealing with the undead, he needed a sufficient amount of Brass. The system had already indicated that there was Brass in the mine.
"A Yan, stop the car."
Leng Fengyang shouted for them to stop just as they managed to shake off the relentless pursuit of the undead. A Yan was somewhat confused but curiously asked, "What? Did we leave something behind?"
Taking a deep breath, Leng Fengyang fixed his determined gaze on the entrance of the mine, stained with the hues of sunset. He felt both anxious about the unknown and eager for victory.
"No, A Yan, we haven't left anything behind, but there are some things we must retrieve."
He turned around, his eyes shining with undeniable conviction as he continued, "The mine has Brass, which is crucial for creating weapons capable of combating these undead. We cannot simply abandon this opportunity that could change the tide of battle."
Upon hearing this, A Yan furrowed her brow; she understood what Leng Fengyang's decision entailed. The recent harrowing escape had left them all exhausted, and not only was the environment in the mine harsh, but it also likely concealed unknown dangers.
"But A-Feng, we barely escaped; going back would be walking into a trap!"
At that moment, Luo Shanhe, who had been sitting in the back seat, spoke up with a calm and powerful voice: "A Yan, I understand your concerns. But A-Feng is right; what we lack most right now is weapons and ammunition. Without them, we will eventually be worn down by these undead and become their next meal. Instead of waiting for death, we should take a chance."
Leng Fengyang nodded in agreement and added, "Moreover, we can't just think about ourselves. The world outside is already chaotic; many more people need our help. If we can successfully manufacture more effective weapons, we can save more lives. This isn't just for us; it's for humanity's future."
Looking at the determined expressions on both men's faces, A Yan's hesitation gradually faded away.
She took a deep breath and nodded. "Alright then; if we've made up our minds, let's go back together. But we must proceed with caution to ensure everything goes smoothly."
The three quickly devised a plan once more.
They decided to rest in the car for one night to regain their strength while checking and replenishing their gear.
During this time, Leng Fengyang meticulously drew a map of the mine's interior and marked potential danger zones and escape routes.
The next morning at dawn, when the sky was still dimly lit, A Yan stayed behind in the car to provide support while Leng Fengyang and Luo Shanhe set out once again toward the mine.
This time they were more cautious; every step was taken carefully to avoid alerting any undead lurking in the darkness.
As they entered the mine, they quickly located the vein containing Brass using their memories and the map. However, as they had suspected, this place was not without its guards. Several large corpses were lazily wandering about, seemingly indifferent to the treasure, yet their presence posed the greatest obstacle to obtaining the Brass.
Leng Fengyang signaled for everyone to remain quiet and stealthily circled behind one of the corpses, using his dagger to precisely stab its vital point. Luo Shanhe took on the responsibility of drawing the attention of the other corpses. Just as Luo Shanhe temporarily suppressed the other corpses with gunfire, creating an opportunity for Leng Fengyang to deal with these undead one by one, a deep and prolonged hiss echoed through the mine, as if the entire space was trembling.
Both men froze in place, instinctively halting their actions and directing their gazes toward the source of the sound. A massive black-scaled serpent slowly slithered out from a dark corner of the mine, its cold eyes glimmering with a sinister green light in the dim illumination, resembling the most malevolent star in the night sky. The serpent's thick body bore traces of dried blood between its scales, indicating that it was far from harmless. Its appearance instantly intensified the already tense atmosphere.
Leng Fengyang quickly signaled for his team to stay alert and whispered, "Lao Luo, this is no ordinary snake; we need to come up with a plan to deal with it." As he spoke, he calculated how to protect himself and Luo Shanhe while ensuring they could continue their mission to collect enough Brass.
"A-Feng, I’ll cover you; hurry and gather the Brass," he instructed. Seeing this, Luo Shanhe immediately adjusted their strategy. He began firing at the ground around the serpent, creating static and flashes of fire in an attempt to lure it away from Leng Fengyang and buy him some time.
Meanwhile, he kept a close watch on the serpent's movements, searching for potential weaknesses. At that moment, A Yan's voice came from the entrance of the cave. Skilled in herbs and medicine, she had learned some unique techniques over many years spent by Old Cabbage Head's side.
She pulled out several packets of special powder from her backpack and approached Leng Fengyang from behind, whispering, "I have a way to temporarily paralyze this serpent, but I need some time to prepare." Leng Fengyang nodded in understanding and signaled Luo Shanhe to continue distracting the serpent while ensuring A Yan remained undisturbed.
During A Yan's tense yet orderly preparation process, it seemed that the serpent was also enraged and began accelerating toward Leng Fengyang’s direction. Each swing of its tail was accompanied by a deafening roar.
In that instant, A Yan’s carefully concocted powder was ready. She quickly handed it to Leng Fengyang. With a swift motion, he leaped into action like an arrow released from a bow. With a flick of his wrist, he accurately sprinkled the fine powder onto the serpent's fearsome head.
Almost simultaneously, the serpent let out an unprecedentedly shrill scream. Its massive body thrashed violently as it struggled visibly; its speed decreased dramatically as the drug began taking effect within it. Seeing this development, Luo Shanhe intensified his assault. His weapon transformed into a scythe of death as bullets rained down upon the serpent's head with precision.
Amidst this hail of gunfire, Leng Fengyang showcased his remarkable agility once more. He leaped into the air again as if possessed by a war god and landed firmly on the writhing back of the serpent. Gripping a rebar that gleamed coldly in his hand, he channeled all his strength into his fingertips; like lightning, he drove the rebar through one of its terrifyingly large eyes, utterly shattering its fury and arrogance.
The giant serpent crashed to the ground in agony and despair, creating a striking scene within the depths of the mine.
With the danger now averted, Leng Fengyang knew it was not wise to linger. After gathering enough Brass ore, he urged A Yan and Luo Shanhe to leave immediately.
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