Chapter 111: The Nest Is Quite Harmonious?

Looking at the mutant creature rushing over, Ron screamed in his heart:

"Don't come over here!"

At this moment, he was sticking to the wall of the tube, standing at the edge of the fog.

Even a slightly bigger movement might touch the fog and cause the demon host to wake up.

He had no way to stop the excited four-legged mutant creature.

You can die, but don't drag me down with you!

Seeing that things had come to this, Ron tensed his body and gathered strength, staring at the mutant creature.

When the mutant creature touched the strange fog-

Ah!!!

Accompanied by a shrill wail, the demon host ignited the magic flame and suddenly broke free from the chain, rushing towards the mutant creature.

At the same time, Ron ran forward desperately, not even daring to look back.

Run, run at full speed!

Soon, the sound of flesh tearing and screaming came from behind.

Ron mourned for the mutant creature.

Rest in peace, short-legged little cutie.

Remember not to rush so hard when you see food in your next life.

Fortunately, the mutant creature bought Ron time to escape.

With the blessing of psychic energy, Ron ran faster and faster, almost to the point of floating close to the ground.

He ran along the pipeline for nearly ten kilometers, not even daring to stop.

After all, he came here with a reconnaissance mission, and he couldn't let this clone go offline too quickly.

"It should be impossible to catch up at such a long distance, right?"

Ron felt exhausted, his limbs trembled, and his head was throbbing with pain.

Along with the severe pain in his head, he had hallucinations and whispers in his ears.

Oops, the psychic energy was overused.

Must stop using psychic energy, otherwise the head will explode directly!

He tried to suppress the side effects of psychic energy and walked for a while.

Came to a wide abandoned manhole, surrounded by large and small, intertwined pipes.

This is the transfer and intersection of the pipes.

Ron inspected the manhole. There were no corpses around, and no traces of dangerous creatures.

It seems that the danger here is not very big, so I can take a rest here temporarily.

He found a hidden corner of the pipeline and got in.

Then he began to meditate and regulate his breathing to calm the adverse effects of excessive use of psychic energy.

After calming down, he felt weak and sleepy all over, and could hardly sit still.

This must be a sleep, a good rest.

Ron adjusted his posture and leaned against the pipeline.

He let this clone maintain the minimum psychic induction and fell into a deep sleep.

Get off the plane!

…

Spire Mansion, in the Governor's Office.

Ron clicked on the page of the Mechanical Forum, turned off the computer device, and finished today's work.

He stretched hard:

"I'm a little sleepy, I must take a good rest!"

It is still quite mentally exhausting to operate several bodies at the same time, not to mention in such a dirty and dangerous place as the pipeline.

At this time, the head maid Linda came over and leaned over to say something in Ron's ear.

Ron raised his eyebrows:

"Let him in..."

Soon, Linda invited Kaul in.

"Governor, I finally see you!"

Kaul looked flattering, and he tried to retract more than a dozen mechanical arms to avoid scratching the Governor's office.

"Sit down!"

Ron knew what this guy was here for.

Isn't it just to restore his spiritual network privileges in the mechanical forum?

It's just that he has been dragging him these days.

Kaul shrank and sat on the sofa, looking obedient.

But Ron knew that this guy had a black heart.

If he was not restricted, who knew what he would do.

"Governor..."

Kaul's electronic voice was a little pitiful.

Ron raised his hand to stop the other party from talking, and he extended his middle finger:

"Before the next nest recovery operation begins, you must build more than 200 sentinel mechas!"

The sentinel mecha is a single-man-driven bipedal all-terrain walking mecha, 4-5 meters high, shaped like an ostrich.

It strikes a perfect balance between mobility and stability.

It can traverse terrain that would constrain heavy battle tanks and armored vehicles, while being able to withstand firepower that could knock down an entire platoon of infantry.

The firepower of the Sentinel mecha is even more ferocious.

By adding different weapons and accessories, different combat objectives can be achieved.

Common weapons include cluster lasers, heavy flamethrowers, automatic cannons, hunter-killer missiles, plasma cannons, etc.

It can even be equipped with a large chain saw for close combat.

Of course, given the current situation in the Royal Court District, they can install whatever they can.

In short, the Sentinel mecha is an excellent weapon for urban combat.

Hearing Ron's conditions, Kaul swallowed his saliva:

"But..."

"This is the only condition.

I know you can do it. If you say one more word, we'll have to stop talking.

After you agree, your spiritual network restrictions will be lifted within one minute..."

Kaul was afraid that Ron would refuse:

"I agree. Two hundred Sentinel mechas will be in place on time!"

"Here's a little advice. Don't falsify the accounts when building Sentinel mechas. The Inquisition will monitor you."

"Of course not."

Ron waved his hand to see him off:

"That's good.

The restrictions on the spiritual network have been lifted. You can get out."

"No problem!"

After Kaul finished speaking, he stood there, hesitant to speak.

Ron glanced at him: "Anything else?"

Caull pointed to the balcony:

"Can I roll from here?

It's faster..."

He couldn't wait to go back and log on to the spiritual network.

"Go, go, go!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking.

Caull ran to the balcony a thousand meters high and jumped:

"Goodbye, Governor!"

The dark anti-gravity float flew to catch him, and then accelerated towards the direction of the mechanical workshop.

"Cough, cough, cough!

Is this thing so smokey?"

The thick black smoke from the exhaust port of the float made Ron cough.

Missed!

But he was not angry.

After all, Caul was a true genius, enough for him to give more tolerance.

In fact, Ron could order Caul to do things unconditionally, and he had almost no possibility of disobeying.

The same is true for others.

But this will undoubtedly make the relationship between his subordinates and himself become indifferent.

This is what Ron least wants to see.

With the lesson of the Emperor of God in front of him.

He doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes, let alone lose his humanity.

After solving Caul's problem.

Ron went to the luxurious bathroom to take a nice bath and then steamed in the sauna.

This is the latest addition to the Spire Mansion.

Hot springs, swimming pools, baths, and saunas are all available.

In the future, he decided to invite those loyal subordinates to steam from time to time and communicate more.

Then, Ron lay on the soft big chair, enjoying the familiar feeling.

Soon, he fell asleep.

These days, he has consumed too much mental energy.

I don’t know how long he slept, but suddenly Ron’s psychic sense detected danger.

It’s the pipeline area.

It came from the psychic clone!

His consciousness immediately focused on the psychic clone.

——

Pipeline area, manhole.

Ron’s psychic clone woke up suddenly.

He found a pair of dark green eyes staring at him.

Squeak!

It was a mutant mouse, and it bit Ron fiercely when it saw Ron wake up.

Unfortunately, Ron’s movements were faster and he grabbed it and crushed it to death.

When he dropped the corpse of the mutant rat, he turned around and saw densely packed dark green eyes, almost covering the entire manhole.

At this moment, he finally understood why there were no corpses here.

I'm afraid that all the corpses were eaten clean by the mutant rats, not even the residue was left.

It is estimated that all the scouts who came here have become food for the mutant rats!

Squeak——

Accompanied by the howling of the rat king, the mutant rats pounced over.

Ron stood up, grabbed the staff tightly, and faced the overwhelming rat tide alone.

Rat tide?

Then it's a clear tide!

Ron raised his staff high, and countless golden psychic lightning surrounded his body and quickly spread to a distance of three meters around him.

Those scattered electric currents hit the ground, leaving a little bit of charred black.

He raised his hand, and the psychic current gushed out, turning countless mutant rats into charred corpses.

Then, Ron suddenly jumped into the rat tide, and the current soared:

The killing has begun!

...

Clang--

A figure fell from the pipe opening above and fell heavily to the ground in the dark alley.

Ron smiled:

"Huh... finally here!"

The linen robe on his body was tattered, and his staff was nowhere to be found. He looked like a refugee from the Lower Nest.

After several days of running around and dealing with countless mutant creatures, he finally arrived at the Lower Nest!

Ron crawled out of the alley.

He looked at the people coming and going in the street in an orderly manner and was surprised:

"This Lower Nest... is quite harmonious?"