The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 57 Luxury Sightseeing Train (8)

The cold storage was locked, and the red word "forbidden" flashing on the screen made Old Ancestor Su feel very troubled.

In Su Ninglong's eyes, the encrypted code embedded in the biometric program is even more obscure than studying space theory. It is a complex knowledge system.

What's more, the knowledge of programming completely overturned Su Laozu's previous cognition.

Su Ninglong knew that he was powerless, so he resorted to the most direct and violent means.

"Excuse me." She walked straight into the kitchen and pulled out a chef she liked.

All the chefs in the kitchen paused at the same time and stared at her with blank eyes.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you continue working? Are you going to watch the customers go hungry? Will the chicken feet be placed on the plate on their own? You have to be busy, otherwise why did I invite you back?" Su Ninglong scolded righteously, imitating her godmother's aggressiveness in scolding on the street perfectly.

The dull "cows and horses", no, the chefs, immediately lowered their heads upon hearing this and mechanically resumed their work pace.

Su Ninglong ordered the chef who was dragged out to open the cold storage door immediately.

Outside the simulator.

Xing Yuan frowned, and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Until he saw Su Ninglong swearing in the street, he covered his face with his hands, and the look between his fingers was almost tragic.

As the legal guardian, Zou Shuyi will definitely retrieve this recording to watch.

He seemed to be able to see Zou Shuyi's face turn blue and black, and then he would give Su Ninglong some familiar beating formula.

Finally, it was his turn, and he was asked to correct Su Ninglong's "bad habits".

Ling Fei was not as troubled as Xing Yuan. She showed the infatuation of a crazy fan and was about to rush into the live broadcast room. Her eyes seemed to be flashing with peach blossom special effects.

"My little one is so cute when he curses at people."

"Has your net hunters not yet eliminated the secret spirit?" A net hunter came over and joined in the viewing. "It would be great if I could watch it on the bracelet. No need to come all the way here."

Ling Fei said, "This is the only way for most online hunters to observe and learn. All observation rooms are equipped with quantum-level filters. If you use your wristband to watch the live broadcast, you may be contaminated unknowingly."

Ling Fei is one of the project planners.

All viewers must watch in the same type of room. Firstly, it isolates them from the outside world, and secondly, it can largely avoid contamination.

There is no way. The previous online hunting that was as open as the sea has left many "difficult and complicated problems". The quality is uneven, and coupled with the problem of corruption, online hunting has become a disaster area.

It was not until the Star Alliance was established and the interstellar situation was completely stabilized that standards were established and the situation was gradually cleared up.

We cannot rely solely on tough measures to resolve every incident. We should avoid using force if possible. Sometimes, roundabout ways can better achieve the desired effect.

This online hunting operation is not only to eliminate the burden, but also to search for folk "experts".

For this reason, neither live broadcasts nor recorded broadcasts will be leaked as entertainment programs. Even if they are to be shown to interstellar people, they must be screened by the Star Alliance and the government.

Ling Fei tapped her suspended vehicle with her fingertips. "A few years ago, I had a live broadcast that resulted in dozens of people being contaminated. You should know about that, too."

The young net hunter nodded, looked down at his calloused palms and smiled bitterly. As one of the net hunters recruited in the early expansion, he was too familiar with what contaminated people looked like.

Some people took on three-star or higher net hunter missions to earn points, only to become distorted after emerging from the simulator. Others, seeking higher rewards, attempted to transition from net hunter to white hunter, only to end up with nothing left, having become a member of the Gate (the Mysterious Spirit).

Now I can see every tactical detail of others from a God's perspective, which is like suddenly getting a water pump when repairing a leaky cabin in a rainstorm.

He had a lot of inspiration.

"How strong is the secret spirit in your live broadcast room?"

"Search for yourself." Ling Fei pointed to another empty slot. "The captain's codename is 'Not Doing His Job'. He's much more aggressive than the other live streaming rooms."

The humble and studious net hunter took Ling Fei's "much more powerful" to heart and decided to open the live broadcast room to watch.

Many young online hunters and prospective online hunters came into the room one after another.

The netizen who was watching the live broadcast of "Not Doing His Job" was obviously a social expert who knew a lot of people.

When others come in, they like to say hello to him.

"Lao Gu, I knew you would be here. Whose live broadcast were you watching? Could you introduce them?"

"A live broadcast room that is not doing its job." Lao Gu opened the difficulty coefficient displayed in the live broadcast room. It was a one-star secret spirit, at the maximum level, without any reduction.

The net hunter who was greeting Lao Gu looked closely at the message and was shocked, "Oh my god, where did you find this big guy? Is he on the points leaderboard?" Don't they all like to act in the middle of the night?

The points ranking list, also called the monthly points ranking list, allows you to see the monthly total points of the top 1,000 online hunters, as well as the number of games that have been played.

The big guys only like to play with big guys, and these lower-level online hunters can only envy others' points.

"Someone introduced it to me." said Lao Gu.

In other words, it's not on the leaderboard. "Maybe some kid was just being playful and forced his way into a max-level Mystic Spirit dungeon."

"Not likely. They've been in there for almost forty minutes, and no one has left yet."

They had also cleared the full-level hardcore difficulty, but if they failed twice, Zhisuan No. 1 would ban them from entering the hardcore difficulty again for a month. After all, the computing power required was too great, and Zhisuan No. 1 had its limits.

"Do they have any holy weapons? If they do, it's better to look at the net hunters around 300 on the list. They are just like us, without the blessing of holy weapons."

Lao Gu waved his hand, "Let me take a look at this first. This person has no ranking, so it's easy to forget. Anyway, I have plenty of time. I can find recordings of other ranked online hunters."

"That makes sense. You've really thought it through, Old Gu. Can we watch it together?"

Lao Gu welcomed like-minded online hunters, "Of course, while you're here, we can discuss the pros and cons of their actions."

Inside the simulator, a speeding train passed over the lake and was about to enter a mountainous area. A colorful rainbow hung from the sky, and an artificial arch bridge covered by the rainbow light spanned the mountainous area.

The bridge's specially designed diversion waterway merges several waterfalls into a giant water curtain, and the majestic water mist reflects a hazy and colorful scene, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

The view switches back to the interior of the carriage, where a chef in a white uniform is mechanically swiping his card repeatedly.

The screen kept flashing a glaring "No Entry" sign.

After a while, he stood frozen in front of the door as if he had been cast under a spell.

Even the stun gun that Xin Yi was waving back and forth in front of his eyes failed to wake him up.

"Wake up and get back to work." Lian Xinyi's gentle exhortation was interrupted by Su Ninglong, "You can't do this."

Su Ninglong pressed the electric baton against the back of the chef's neck and shouted, "If you don't open the door within ten seconds, I'll shock you and then throw you off the tracks."

When people are conscious, they are afraid of death and pain.

The chef's physiological survival instinct finally broke through the mental shackles, and his sluggish pupils focused slightly. "Only... the head chef's authority card can make changes."

"Where is your head chef?"

"do not know."

"Where is he usually? How tall is he? What does he look like?"

"He's so tall, he's a dwarf."

The information he revealed intermittently made the two of them realize that the dwarf chef they had met before was actually the head chef of the train.

"Where does he go when he's not in the kitchen?"

"Deliver the food, or go back to carriage eight. The staff room is over there."

After providing the last clue, the chef fell into a state of stupor again, his eyes dull again.

A slight push from the stun gun sent him crashing into the wall like a puppet with its strings cut, as if he had lost his soul.

Su Ninglong rubbed his temples irritably. He knew that holding the chef hostage might not force him to cooperate, but he had no choice at the moment.

Just shuttling through the train compartments to pounce on people is destined to be a gamble against time.
As time goes by, the dungeon will only become more dangerous. Su Ninglong: "Should we notify them to withdraw?"

Lian Xinyi: "Is there no more hardcore method?"

Su Ninglong shook her head. She also wanted to break the situation violently.

If she were a Nascent Soul cultivator, she could use her natal spirit sword to carve a window in a half-meter thick alloy door.

The Spirit Transformation Stage is even more powerful, and it is no problem for him to vaporize the entire door with a snap of his fingers.

But now, not to mention that she didn't have the skills, even if she brought the thermal weapon Annihilator (a nano-single-molecule wire that generates high heat after passing through electricity, like a red arc, which requires a large amount of energy), she couldn't activate it.

Lian Xinyi lifted up his tactical jacket, revealing the directional blasting strips around his waist.

The corner of Su Ninglong's mouth twitched. Those matchbox-sized metal tubes were emitting a cold blue light, and the precise blasting radius would not be higher than 0.2 meters.

"You learned blasting?"

"I did not learn."

"Why are you bringing this if you haven't learned it?" Su Ninglong wanted to sign up for a shooting course and had a little knowledge of the "art of explosions". To sum it up simply, non-professionals should stay away from it.

"I don't understand, Moguihui." Lian Xinyi's ears turned red, "It was originally a weapon prepared for Mogui."

"Aren't you afraid that your good brother will leave you far behind, and then one day you will go your separate ways?"

"I...will help guide him."

Su Ninglong: “???”

Lian Xinyi closed her eyes in pain and pulled at her hair. "Once I pass, I'll take the blasting license exam. I'll even bring explosives with me. I'm not afraid of studying anymore."

The twenty-year-old young man swearing at this moment looks like a college student cramming before an exam.

I hope he does what he says.

Su Ninglong planned to spend ten minutes trying to pry the door open, and if she couldn't open it, she would just leave it alone. After going out, she would ask Yun Fei how to escape from Mo Gui's current situation.

Suddenly, a "devilish wind" blew in front of the train. Su Ninglong turned around, and it was not wind at all, but clearly an air wave formed by some huge object squeezing the air.

The malice whose source could not be found dissipated and transformed into an ominous aura.

The doors of carriages 4, 5 and 6 were all open, allowing a clear view through them.

The alloy wall was becoming dilapidated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the advertising screen across the side of the car, the virtual idol’s smile flashed with garbled characters.

In fifteen seconds, the originally silver-white inner shell of the car curled up and turned black, and thread-like mucus dripped slowly from the vents.

From deeper inside, there were dense scratching sounds.

When Lian Xinyi noticed this situation, he gasped, "What happened?"

Seeing that changes were about to come to this carriage, should I run or not?

If they run, Shen Zhaoming has not been rescued yet. If they don't run, they will also be trapped in the weird situation.

"Drip."

【Permissions have been changed.】

The red screen of the card reader turned green and it opened with a swish.

Lei Qingya and the other two squeezed out with horror on their faces.

Through the crack in the door, one could glimpse countless swollen animal hooves multiplying and about to overflow.

The changes in the train had spread to their feet, the scratching sounds were getting louder and louder, and countless crawling insects were echoing in their minds.

A feeling of nausea rushed into my throat. I didn't see anything, but that sound was disgusting, an unavoidable physical disgust.

"Hey."

Lei Qingya and Lian Xinyi began to dry heave.

Shen Zhaoming held back his anger, his wet hair sticking to his pale cheeks. "Run...quickly."

He pushed Lian Xinyi and others to the front of the carriage.

At the critical moment, Shen Zhaoming's lack of direction came into play.

Su Ninglong finally understood the profound meaning of what Lian Xinyi meant by "leading the way".

The long and narrow train clearly only has two directions, the head and the tail.

The fact that Mo Gui could actually run in the wrong direction shows how poor his sense of direction is.

This young man, who is well-versed in all kinds of knowledge, is willing to team up with Lian Xinyi, probably because he is attracted by the other party's childlike open-minded character.

He has neither the jealousy of his peers nor the courage and loyalty of others.

To be honest, Su Ninglong would rather team up with such a person, at least he wouldn't be afraid of being stabbed in the back for no reason.

"Brother Mo, it's a rebellion. This way, run this way."

Lian Xinyi pulled his arm and turned the direction sharply, and Lei Qingya and Sally followed closely behind.

Lian Xinyi subconsciously reached out to Su Ninglong, but saw her retreat to the end of the team.

"I'll cut it off."

The swollen hooves in the cold storage underwent a horrible mutation. They stuck together and fused, and then the bones and flesh were reshaped into twisted human arms. Each deformed long arm could extend more than three meters.

Hundreds of arms broke through the iron gate and surged like a swarm of maggots, greedily grabbing nearby living things.

Su Ninglong held the gun with one hand and pulled the trigger continuously. The bullets accurately penetrated the cracks in the palm of each arm.

The limbs that were hit shattered, but the scattered debris was immediately devoured by its own kind after falling to the ground, and new arms grew in an instant, and the cycle continued endlessly.

The chef leaning against the wall had more than a dozen arms wrapped around his waist and abdomen, and his scream was muffled as soon as it escaped his throat.

The next second, scarlet liquid splashed on the wall, creating an abstract blood painting.

Not only the living creatures, but even the robots pushing the carts from behind had their arms wrapped into deformed tumors.

The arms kept devouring the people around them, surrounding and strangling them.

They must engage in a life-and-death race against the train's abnormal speed.

Everyone rushed to the eighth carriage, and halfway through, a pair of pale green hands suddenly stretched out from the wall.

The rotten fingertip was only half an inch away from the throat of the leader Shen Zhaoming.

"Get out of the way!" Lei Qingya shouted.

The two men in front squatted down tacitly. Lei Qingya took aim instantly and fired two bursts. The bullets hit the crack in the palm of his hand.

Sally: "Sister is amazing."

Lei Qingya also felt that he was in great shape today. Adrenaline and survival instinct were stimulating unprecedented potential.

When we returned to the tenth carriage, the passengers who were dining there had disappeared.

But as soon as she stepped in, Sally was caught off guard and tripped by an arm extending from the wall.

Lei Qingya turned around and saw Sally had been entangled in his arms and was pressed against the wall.

(End of this chapter)