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Optimism and pessimism, heaven and hell, are often separated by just a thin line. After more than a month of fruitless searching for something valuable, Hal and Bison were the first to lose their composure.
They had imagined finding even one precious Dark Magic Core, but not a single one had been discovered. To make matters worse, after scouring the battlefield ruins within a hundred kilometers, they had not collected even a hint of energy. This was the true source of their panic; without energy, they had no combat power and no means to sustain their lives.
It is worth mentioning that during their passage through the Mysterious Wormhole, not only had their Health Points been drained by over a thousand points each, but nearly half of their stored energy had also evaporated.
Even more terrifying was the fact that they were currently near the Mysterious Wormhole. Even in a state of ultimate sleep, they lost 0.01 units of energy every moment—like a slow-acting poison!
As for the various Mechanical Parts and the incomplete Blue Light Weapon they had gathered, while they held value and could fetch a good price in Mechanical City, it was little consolation. It was like a person in the desert on the brink of starvation discovering a mountain of gold—what good would it do?
“Wooden Child, this isn’t right. We need to leave here immediately. Staying any longer will lead to our demise.”
In the long silence, under the constant threat of death, Bison was the first to question Lin Yuan.
“I understand your concern, but we cannot leave so easily. While the wormhole constantly drains energy from us, it also provides us with excellent cover. If we step outside this area, we’ll be killed in an instant. Just wait a little longer; I will find a way out,” Lin Yuan explained slowly. Over the past month, he had immersed himself in the vast array of Mechanical Parts, absorbing knowledge like a sponge.
On this Alien Battlefield, even the smallest Mechanical Part was incredibly advanced, representing levels of repair and assembly that were unimaginable. Each disassembly and reassembly provided Lin Yuan with significant technical reserves!
Of course, up until now, Lin Yuan had only managed to decipher three small Mechanical Parts, and they were among the least significant ones. Compared to the massive pile of Mechanical Parts Hal and Bison had brought back, it was merely a drop in the bucket.
“Wooden Child, it’s not that we want to rebel against you or question your decisions. Under different circumstances, we would absolutely support you unconditionally. But now, after more than a month, you’ve only deciphered three trivial Parts while we’ve brought back this huge pile. At this rate, it will take at least a hundred Mechanical Years or even more—it’s simply impossible! Our Energy Reserve can’t last that long,” Bison said after a long silence.
“Then what do you propose?”
“Hal and I can search farther for Energy Blocks. As long as we leave the wormhole’s absorption range, there must be remnants of energy in some Mechanical Bodies nearby. I estimate it won’t be too far—at most five hundred kilometers away. We need to gather enough energy to continue holding out here,” Bison stated earnestly.
“I disagree; it’s too dangerous. Let’s wait a bit longer; I have a new plan. Then we can all go look for energy together,” Lin Yuan countered. He understood the critical issue of energy depletion.
“Wooden Child, don’t talk about new plans right now; the situation is clear. Trust me; I’m not betraying this team. I will find enough usable energy for you all,” Bison insisted stubbornly.
“Hal, what about you?” Lin Yuan sighed inwardly before asking.
“I agree with Bison's plan. We can't just rely on you, Captain, to solve the predicament. We're not children who need to be taken care of. Besides, I think this approach of splitting up and casting a wide net is much better than leaning against a single tree. Don't worry, Bison and I will be as cautious as possible, and we won't take any unnecessary risks. As long as we gather enough energy, we'll return immediately,” Hal stated, aligning himself with Bison.
“Alright, you both be careful. Before you go, make sure to fully charge the energy from the main engine of the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter. Also, take this Assault Longsword, Hal. You must be careful with it. If you still can't find any energy within a five-hundred-kilometer radius, return immediately. We'll think of another way,” Lin Yuan pondered for a moment before agreeing. Given the current situation, he had no way to force Hal and Bison to follow his orders.
“Yes, Captain, you can count on us,” Hal promised solemnly. He then proceeded to recharge with Bison before quietly slipping out.
Watching them leave made Lin Yuan feel uneasy. He fully trusted Hal and Bison and understood their concerns. In a desperate situation, their willingness to share the responsibility was already a form of courage. He couldn't blame them for what he might consider a foolish act; after all, he himself had no better solutions.
“This won't do; I can't let things continue like this. It seems I'll have to take some risks.”
Lin Yuan resolved internally that energy was a significant issue. Even if he successfully repaired and upgraded the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter, it would be useless without energy. They could return to the Angerona star system, but it wouldn't help them at all.
Ultimately, he had to venture out in search of energy. However, given his current strength, it was clearly too dangerous. Therefore, instead of that, he decided to focus on improving his own abilities.
His plan was to directly modify his Third Combat Form with the aim of upgrading the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter.
If he succeeded in the modification, not only would his combat power significantly increase, but he would also be able to escape quickly from unforeseen dangers instead of waiting for death.
Of course, this modification plan was incredibly difficult and required a massive amount of work. If it weren't for the fact that there were truly no other options this time, Lin Yuan wouldn't have had confidence in making these modifications because it was fundamentally different from repairing the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter.
Without hesitation, Lin Yuan immediately got to work by pulling over a large section of Interstellar Battleship Wreckage nearby. He searched inside for a Cabin and dragged Thomas and Fat Three's Life Pods inside. Finally, he pulled the entire Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter into this Interstellar Battleship Wreckage. Due to the weightlessness in space, this was quite easy to accomplish; despite being mostly destroyed, there was still plenty of space left in the wreckage.
However, all kinds of supplies within this Starship were already depleted because everything would fly out into space at the moment the Battleship collapsed due to weightlessness. Hal and Bison had already searched this area thoroughly beforehand; aside from some severely damaged Mechanical Parts and some unidentifiable equipment, there were no other items left.
At this moment, Lin Yuan intended to use this place as a repair workshop. After all, if he wanted to assemble the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter into his Third Combat Form, he needed to dismantle the entire Battle Machine. Without a sealed space, those Mechanical Parts would float away.
Thus, Lin Yuan began searching for a sealed Cabin—at least one that could temporarily form an enclosed space—which wasn't too difficult given that this large section of Starship was almost as big as a castle. Although it was heavily damaged everywhere, there were still some intact Cabins.
From start to finish, Lin Yuan meticulously searched through every corner; this was a good habit he maintained—never missing even a trace of Mutated Red Spider Silk.
He had indeed found a cabin door that was completely twisted. Just one glance was enough for him to realize that Hal and Bison must not have searched this area, as the entrance to the cabin had clearly been struck head-on by some kind of force. The impact was so fierce that it left a massive dent with a diameter of over ten meters, yet it still hadn’t broken through the door.
Given Hal and Bison's strength, they would naturally be unable to open it either.
"Strange, what kind of force is this? It doesn’t resemble an Energy Weapon, nor does it seem like a physical attack. It’s not related to Firestone High-Explosive Rounds or armor-piercing explosive shells. It feels almost like... a gas attack. Could this be a unique skill of the Dark Demon Race?" Lin Yuan pondered to himself. He then gently touched the door with his Mechanical Arms, and almost simultaneously, a piece of information shot out.
“Beep! Dark Demon Race attack traces detected. Intelligent Brain Encyclopedia data collection in progress, data generation... This is the most common standard skill of the Dark Demon Race, Magic Impact. Specific data is unclear; please continue collecting.”
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"Magic Impact?" Lin Yuan couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. Based on the traces on the door, it was evident that the power of this Magic Impact was extremely formidable. To match its strength with his Falling Star sniper rifle, he would need to fire at least ten armor-piercing explosive rounds. Even his Hurricane Hammer's power was only about one-tenth of that.
Moreover, this was under the assumption that he couldn’t determine the specific conditions for releasing this Magic Impact skill. If this Magic Impact could be unleashed instantaneously without any cooldown time, one could only imagine how formidable the Dark Demon Race truly was.
Lin Yuan did not give up; instead, he began to search meticulously because since the door had not been opened, it indicated that this might be the only place within the Wreckage of the Starship that could potentially contain intact items.
He couldn’t understand how Hal and Bison had searched and overlooked such an important location. (To be continued.)
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