Click click click click——
Accompanied by the sound of complex transmission shafts and mechanical joints moving quickly through the deep and winding passages, the oil-filled vehicles connected end to end and loaded with supplies completed the ninety-degree sharp turn without any hindrance, and
Easily get over those uneven areas on the ground.
Because these so-called "cars" actually don't have a single tire at all, and they all rely on a mechanical arm support structure like a myriapod centipede to complete their movement.
The reason why it is designed like this is very simple.
Whether it is the ice in the surface world or the complex tunnels in the underground world, they cannot be traversed normally by wheeled vehicles in the traditional sense.
The former will cause serious skidding, while the latter will get stuck and overturn due to the complex terrain and some very steep and narrow passages.
Only this kind of thin, long, flexible and flexible means of transportation can move quickly and smoothly.
In particular, the complex mechanical joints can not only break the ice to prevent slipping, but can also use the walls of the tunnels in the underground world as support points to overcome obstacles such as deep pits and underground rivers.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes and experienced it for several days, the members of the expedition team would never have believed that they could have completed the journey in less than twenty hours, which originally took them more than half a month or even a month.
There is no need to worry about attacks from monsters, beasts and marauders in the dark along the way.
Because if the opponent dares to get close, those mechanical limbs with very sharp ends will stab him to death without mercy, often cutting the whole person in half at once.
"This is simply the easiest, most comfortable, and safest surface exploration I have ever experienced in my life. With these means of transportation, we can even try to establish connections and conduct trade with other surrounding settlements and cities."
The team leader gently touched the fully automatic operating system and electronic screen in the cab, his eyes filled with deep shock that cannot be described in words.
Because he doesn't even need to do anything now, he just needs to tell the machine which direction to go, and the rest can be completely left to the control system.
You must know that since humans entered the underground world, basically everything including food, medicine, clothing, daily necessities, etc. has been very scarce. But if you want to find out the most lacking key thing, then everyone will not hesitate to say four words
"Transportation".
Although at the very beginning, residents of various cities brought a large number of vehicles and excavation machinery, oil, batteries, and power generation equipment.
However, as time goes by, the oil is quickly exhausted in less than a few years, and the power generation equipment and batteries are gradually scrapped. In the end, they can only rely on cattle, horses and other livestock that have adapted to the dark environment.
This means that the connection between the gathering place and the gathering place is firmly limited to the upper limit of the food supplies that can be carried, which is within the scope of a few days.
Because both humans and animals need to eat and drink water.
Most areas of the underground world are desolate and dead, and it is impossible to supplement them outside.
Therefore, it is often centered on a large city that controls some technologies, and radiates to the surrounding villages and small towns.
The latter provides the former with food, meat and other agricultural products, while the former provides the latter with the tools necessary for production and necessities including salt.
This is why all cities will form expedition teams to continuously go to the surface to search for supplies.
Whether it is steel products, salt necessary for human survival, or medicines that can cure diseases in prosperous times, they are all very rare and precious to the people living in the underground world.
Unless there happens to be an iron mine, salt mine, or coal mine near the gathering place, you can only rely on this method similar to ants to move things little by little.
When setting off from Stalagmite City, this team relied on a few mutated cows, but when they arrived in an area with temperatures close to subzero, they killed them and turned them into pieces of meat to carry with them as food.
"All of these are gifts from the great Prince of Darkness. We must always be in awe and gratitude."
The older woman sitting in the passenger seat suddenly raised her head and interrupted the team leader's thoughts about the future.
The latter's face suddenly changed, and he immediately agreed with a sneer: "That's right! We should all be grateful and remember our mission, and we must spread God's faith and salvation to every corner of the underground world. Only in this way can we be worthy of him.
of generosity and kindness.”
The woman glanced at the other person and said meaningfully: "Just remember it. If one day you betray your faith or get lost in power and wealth and neglect your missionary work, you don't have to wait for the great prince of darkness to personally punish you. I will
Cut off your head first."
Hearing the naked and undisguised threat, the leader felt his scalp numb.
He knew very well that the woman beside him was an out-and-out fanatical believer, and she had no doubts about the existence of gods in the world before meeting Greia.
Now that he has witnessed the power possessed by the Prince of Darkness, he naturally gave up all of himself without hesitation. He has been instilling doctrines into others along the way, as if he wants to become the future leader of the church.
Especially those young people who were already easily incited began to unite around them to form a terrifying force.
Coupled with those incredible magical arts and magic, even the nobles of Stalagmite City would probably be hard-pressed to resist if they were calculating mentally or not.
Thinking of this, the team leader quickly took a deep breath to clear the little calculation from his mind, and then asked with a serious face: "What do you think we will do after we go back this time? You have to know that we suddenly have to bring so much supplies and transportation
If you take the tool back, those nobles will definitely become suspicious."
"Hmph! So what? We are the apostles of the great prince of darkness. If they know better, they will immediately accept the gift and become believers. If they dare to resist, it will be disrespectful to God. Kill them all without leaving a trace."
When she said these words, the woman's eyes flashed with a creepy and ferocious light, obviously she was not joking.
Because as her understanding of the Shadow Demonic Network continues to deepen, she has gradually realized how huge the power and potential she and others have.
To put it bluntly, with the little armed force in the hands of the nobles of Stalagmite City, as long as the members of the expedition team gathered a round of spells to hit the opponent, their morale would collapse and they would disperse in a matter of minutes.
After all, in the barren environment of the underground world, we simply cannot afford to support too many unemployed people like professional soldiers, and the treatment is not much better. They can barely make enough to eat. Coupled with the general superstition, once you see
Supernatural magic and magic will 100% lead to fear.
"Damn it! Are you crazy? A lot of people will die. What His Highness the Prince of Darkness wants is for us to spread our faith and inspire more believers to save mankind from destruction and despair."
The team leader was obviously frightened by the madness of the crazy woman in front of him.
As the eldest person in the entire expedition, he had been born in Stalagmite City since he was a child and had a deep affection for this place. He was also very aware of how fragile the city's ruling and economic structure was.
Once order is lost and chaos breaks out, the originally small population may be cut off in half.
"Why, do you have any better way?"
The woman stared into the other person's dim eyes with a half-smile.
"Anyway, leave it to me first. If I fail, it won't be too late for you to start a bloody storm."
After hesitating for a moment, the team leader couldn't help but take over the matter.
"Very good, then I'm looking forward to your performance. Don't forget, the great Prince of Darkness is watching our every move."
After saying that, the woman stopped paying attention to the other person and started to close her eyes and meditate.
After marching like this for almost two or three hours, the long convoy finally arrived at a large open area. From a distance, many light spots like stars could be vaguely seen.
Those are lights powered by hydroelectric generators.
There is a thick reinforced concrete wall directly in front, and there is an underground river not far away. The rapid water flows by the side, providing sufficient water for a large pasture covered with moss and fungi.
Groups of cattle and sheep are eating the food leisurely.
The person responsible for taking care of the sensory herd stood there, staring dumbly at these giant centipede-like vehicles, completely losing the ability to speak.
However, compared to his reaction, the soldiers standing on the wall raised their weapons nervously and shouted loudly: "Stop! This is Stalagmite City! Who are you?"
"Hey! Guys! Don't you even recognize me?"
The leader opened the car door and jumped out, stood where the light could reach and pretended to be relaxed, waving his hand.
"Oh - my God! Oris, you... where did you get these big guys? No! Calculating the time, you should not be back for at least another month and a half. Also, your skin
Why did it become so dark?”
The leading officer obviously recognized this man who was a household name in Stalagmite City, and immediately raised his arm to signal his men to put down their weapons.
After all, the social status of the leader of the expedition team is much higher than that of his "watchdog".
Everyone in the city, from the nobles to the common people, must maintain the minimum respect for them.
Otherwise, if you get sick, you may not even be able to buy some life-saving medicine.
"Some unexpected things happened. I'm not in a position to go into details. Anyway, open the door first and let us in. You know, we may have brought back thousands of tons of supplies this time. It's not safe to leave them outside."
The team leader, known as Oris, deliberately pretended to be proud.
"What? Thousands of tons! Did you get rich this time? Based on the fact that the expedition team can earn 15% of the profit, you can live comfortably for the rest of your life."
There was unconcealable envy and jealousy in the officer's eyes.
"Hey, okay, don't talk nonsense, open the door quickly and let us in. You know, the nobles in the parliament are still waiting for my good news."
After saying that, Oris directly threw the bottle of wine he was carrying up from below.
The officer caught it very skillfully and unscrewed the lid, raised his head and took a sip. He immediately exclaimed with bright eyes: "Good wine! Hurry, open the city gate and let our heroes enter the city. With these supplies, we will be ready for the next few days."
I can live a much more comfortable life every month.”
Soon, with the creaking sound of the winch, the heavy door finally slowly rose.
To be continued...