CHAPTER 539: CHAPTER 284: "LET THE MAGNIFICENT DEBUT OF THE MIRACLE BEGIN."_3

"So it took 2.5 million years for them to go extinct. A civilization that fought for so long sounds like a powerful one, evenly matched with their opponent."

"In the following days, this guy was found out and then killed by that repairman with this guy’s wife. That’s the story."

"Wang Ziru really is a piece of work," Biaozi commented with some sighs.

"The repairman was just minding his own business, who did he provoke? They’re almost extinct, and letting the guy know about it just means he couldn’t even die in peace. If you just kept it from him, people wouldn’t know, and they’d have a few peaceful days left to enjoy before dying. Isn’t that a more peaceful way to go?"

"I hate two kinds of people the most: one who freeloads off others, and one who cheats on others."

"This bastard managed to be both."

"Despise!"

"Despise, my ass. They just praised you, and you’ve lost your mind again." Old Pig picked up his notebook and smacked Biaozi over the head, striding forward. "What are we here for, to be film critics? Why don’t you write a long review on Douban too?"

"Hurry the hell up and come with me to complete the task, we’re running out of time!"

"Right, right."

Biaozi hurried to catch up. "I got a bit too caught up, let’s go, let’s go. And I’ve never been to a place like Douban, don’t insult me."

Soon.

The group arrived at the core area of the factory. Biaozi picked up a soft hammer lying on the ground and handed it to Old Pig. "Pig Train Captain, knock seven times on the intake, three times on the exhaust, want to do it?"

"Why are you giving it to me? Do it yourself."

"You do it. I’ve performed too well this time, completed too many tasks, don’t want to complete another one, feels a bit showy."

"..."

Old Pig took the soft hammer expressionlessly, stood in front of the giant gear set, took a deep breath, and swung down, seven times on the left, three times on the right.

The next moment—

"Thirty-fifth task, Old Pig completed."

"The last task now."

He glanced at his watch: "Thirty-seven minutes left, everyone spread out to find the last task. Success or failure is decided now!"

...

Inside the train.

Chen Mang looked at the nearly a thousand level-17 zombies outside the window. The zombies had surrounded the train, but the Train Armor was level 18, making it impenetrable. The long-unused Doomsday Cannon finally began to roar, precisely taking down one zombie after another.

The "Viper Unmanned Combat Aircraft" in the sky also kept roaring.

These zombies, when killed, did not drop any items, not even Corpse Flesh.

"Phew..."

Chen Mang glanced at the progress and the countdown on the control panel screen, then sighed in relief. Thirty-seven minutes left, just one task remaining, once he finds this task and completes it, he will clear the map!

Damn it!

This is the hardest Adventure Map he had ever encountered, without a doubt!

Especially the no-flying rule here—even though only the train was banned from flying, otherwise, he wouldn’t even be able to use his unmanned aircraft.

Luckily, there was enough time, he was sure he could clear it this time.

He chuckled softly, lit a cigarette, and leaned back in his chair, slightly relaxing his previously tense mood. Only then did he begin to carefully check the diary information appearing on the screen.

This diary actually hid a lot of information.

For example...

The light screen that appeared at the start of the second level said the Mechanical Civilization fought for 108,000 years before announcing their complete defeat, which was complete nonsense. Just before the defeat, instead of telling the truth to the people, the last thing they did was change the calendar.

This way of thinking is quite interesting.

Normal people really don’t have this kind of idea.

It’s like... after being hit by a car, the first thing you do isn’t to call 120, but to quickly delete the browsing history on your phone. It’s as if reputation is more important than life, even if it’s posthumous, it has to be stubbornly preserved.

Why did the civilization’s defeat lead to a complete rout?

Just a few days before their downfall, this factory had no idea what was going on. How did everyone die as soon as they were defeated, even if the defense line was breached? With so many habitable planets, there should have been some time to slowly kill them off, right? How did they suddenly all get slaughtered at once?

Die so quickly?

He firmly believed that the news of the Mechanical Civilization’s great victories was true, but the Insect Race’s victories were even more frequent and just weren’t reported.

Poor Mechanical Civilization...

Good people, really.

Even after being wiped out, they passed down the Mechanical Civilization’s techniques, giving these civilizations, nowhere near capable of leaving their planet, a slight chance of survival against an Insect Race invasion.

He also learned one piece of information, that even in Mechanical Civilization, humans seemed to be the majority, with robots in the minority, or maybe the robots were not in a dominant position.

Chen Mang shook his head with a smile, not giving it much thought.

He stuck the nearly extinguished cigarette butt into a nearby empty Coke can.

He was no longer in the mood to mourn for the Mechanical Civilization because he felt he might soon have to start mourning for Human Civilization too. Poor Human Civilization...

The fully-powered Mechanical Civilization couldn’t even stop the Insect Race!

How will the Human Civilization, inheriting the Mechanical Civilization’s techniques, fend off the Insect Race when their main force... no, even a small detachment of their regular army arrives on Water Blue Star? Complete annihilation is expected. The Insect Race on Blue Star are probably not even considered as vanguards, more like peripheral staff.

However—

The Mechanical Civilization seemed to lack his level-0 permission.

"..."

He looked at the birthmark on his left hand, a "Mang" character. If Human Civilization could survive the Insect Race, the only hope would be his own zero-level permission of Unlimited Upgrade. As long as he had enough resources...