Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 825 - 824: Ruins
As soon as he opened his eyes, Li Ang knew he had completed the teleportation.
It was pitch black in front of him, his hands and feet tightly bound at his sides, a taut belt around his waist, and something half-buckled over his mouth like a respirator—
The respirator wasn't tightly secured. Judging from the feedback of the airflow and his body's sensory reaction to gravity,
he seemed to be lying in a mummy coffin-shaped container, in a position leaning back at 30°, with his hands and feet tightly wedged in, unable to move.
A hibernation pod for space travel?
Or a cryogenic life-support device from a radiated wasteland setting?
Li Ang's thoughts churned; he opened the player panel, and the inventory and skill bar hadn't turned black—everything was normal.
If that's the case, then...
Li Ang easily freed his arms from the container slots, reaching forward, touching a cold and heavy metal plate with his palm.
Click.
Li Ang used a slight amount of force, and the metal plate automatically opened, slowly lifting up under the push of hydraulic rods.
A faint light shone down.
By the light, Li Ang saw clearly where he was.
It seemed to be an abandoned building with a floor height of five meters. The supporting reinforced concrete beams and columns were covered with thick dust and grime,
Metal pipes of varying sizes were scattered across the ceiling and walls like dense snakes, stacked upon one another, causing discomfort,
As some pipes had been broken and shattered due to the collapse of the ceiling, hanging down like dying heads, dripping sewage slowly and steadily,
accumulating into black puddles on the rubble-strewn ground.
Emergency lights were scattered across the wall surfaces at intervals, most of them damaged, the few surviving ones flickering dimly, appearing ready to go out at any moment.
The parts of the walls not covered by metal pipes were sprayed with giant red numbers '46'. Their meaning was unclear.
Li Ang silently jumped out, standing on the ground, surveying the surroundings by the emergency light from the ceiling and walls.
The spot he had been lying in was indeed an oval-shaped hibernation pod, surrounded by three others under a beam—numerous soft metal pipes dropped down from the ceiling connected to the back and sides of the pods, perhaps providing electricity and materials?
The creations of this world differed greatly from the technological items used by humans, making it difficult to speculate based on experience.
There were several hundred hibernation pods in this area, mostly remaining closed,
A few were open but empty inside,
There were also several pods with their metal doors ripped apart; judging by the broken door shapes, they had been forcibly damaged from the outside...
Which means there is danger present here.
Li Ang quietly took out an Automated Pet Box disguised as a coffin, extracting over two hundred flying scout drones, sending them to fly in all directions.
He himself then looked at the belt around his waist. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Li Ang wore a black hoodie, avoiding the Dragon Head White Lab Coat to avert immediate recognition by other players or live stream viewers.
A white belt, resembling a car seatbelt with a detachable buckle and made from sturdier material, was fastened around the waist of the hoodie.
He struggled slightly but couldn't tear it apart.
A square metal box was attached to the side of the belt.
The box comprised two parts: an LCD screen on top displaying '23:59:29', which continuously transitioned to '23:59:28', '23:59:27' as time passed,
Seemingly counting down in a twenty-four-hour cycle.
Beneath the LCD screen, a protective cover made of transparent glass sat, through which a rhombic container filled with light blue crystalline powder was visible.
A line of small text was inscribed on the top of the box.
The text was twisted and contorted like snakes, lacking order and beauty, creating discomfort when viewed.
However, under the influence of the Slaughter Arena game powers, Li Ang could comprehend what the line meant.
[Security Guard Identity Verification Dedicated Particle Half-life Radiation Device]
"..."
Li Ang raised an eyebrow but did not attempt to remove the belt—since the game attached this thing to the players right from the start of teleportation, the belt likely served a purpose.
As for what the cryptic name of the belt device actually meant, it probably required more intel.
Li Ang stepped forward, approaching a hibernation pod that hadn't been opened, flipping his hand to take out the Colt Revolver and Tyrant Halberd, using the spear tip to insert into the seam of the pod door, and gently pried.
Bang.
The pod door emitted a dull sound, slowly opening,
But before it could fully open, a skeleton rolled out from within.
With a thud, it hit the ground.
The skeleton wore a gray-white uniform resembling that of an astronaut, humanoid overall but clearly not human—there was a hole on the forehead as if for a third eye, and horns sprouted on both sides of the skull.
The hibernation pod was dry and isolated, and perhaps still functioned as a life-support device,
making it difficult for Li Ang to judge the exact time of death for the skeleton.
He opened each hibernation pod within the hall, finding that each skeleton had different shapes, half-human half-fish, half-human half-snake, half-human half-wolf, resembling a museum of gene mutation creatures.
And all the skeletons had the same kind of belt at their side as Li Ang did (the so-called identity verification particle radiation device), but their belt numbers were all zero, and their rhombic containers were empty of light blue crystalline powder.
"What's going on..."
Li Ang frowned slightly; the belts on the skeletons' sides could be stored in inventory and sodium rings, but not the belt he was wearing.
Attempting to store his belt resulted in a [Special Item of Script World, Unable to Carry] system message.
"Can't be carried, okay, this further proves this belt is an important item."
Li Ang sighed, looking at the half-human half-snake skeleton lying on the ground, squatting down, slowly placing his hand on the skeleton's forehead.
[Necromancy Technique (Intermediate)] was activated—this skill, unused in a long time, could bestow self-awareness, basic intellect, and a certain degree of autonomy to inanimate objects.
Lacking information at the moment, why not awaken this "native" and see what it knows.
Power transferred from his arm, flowing into the skeleton,
The bones of the half-human half-snake violently trembled, the limbs of the spacesuit clattered against the ground.
Crack.
The snake-like skull shattered, the skeleton ceased moving.
Failed...
Li Ang silently withdrew his arm; the skeleton was older than he had imagined, such that the Necromancy Technique had no effect.
He rose from the ground, surveying this dimly lit, intertwined, and vast silent building.
What exactly is this place...
