Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 538 - 493: Mutated Crimson Pearl
"Beautiful!" Wu Hen exclaimed loudly.
The head of the Steel Melting Corpse King burst open like an overheated boiler, but inside its skull, a superpower energy reactor appeared. The reactor suddenly erupted with an exceedingly blinding brilliance, threatening to melt the entire world.
The melting light vanished in an instant, and then Wu Hen saw a melting furnace pit appear at the position of the Corpse King's skull. It was like a mini-sun capable of incinerating everything with its high-temperature scorching flames, and at the same time, it was like a tiny black hole, devouring all tangible matter around it.
"The brain of this thing is a mini nuclear reactor!" Fei Yi recognized at a glance that this was a technology from the previous era on the Wasteland, "It's collapsing; we need to get out of here!"
Wu Hen released his Listening Sense only to find that near the perimeter of the reactor in the Corpse King's head, his Listening Sense was completely buried; it was eerily silent there, yet completely filled with volatile elements.
"Don't panic, this thing can be buried," Wu Hen appeared quite calm.
This level of collapse was equivalent to a whirlpool of energy within a spatial hole which, to an existence at Wu Hen's level, was at most like a firecracker in a bamboo tube—something that could be stomped out with enough bravado.
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"Bury it?" Fei Yi didn't quite understand Wu Hen's thinking.
"These Steel Corpses are valuable resources, and this small collapse pit has appeared just right. Isn't this tantamount to a high-temperature furnace custom-made for us, helping us melt down these undevourable Corpse People?" Wu Hen explained.
"But these Steel Corpses are also moving away," Fei Yi roughly understood Wu Hen's intention.
He intended to use this small collapse pit to collectively cremate these Steel Corpses, since their Mutant Condensed Liquid was surely more advanced than that of other varieties in the Corpse Tide. The problem was that these Steel Corpses wouldn't just jump into the "fire pit."
While Fei Yi was puzzled, Wu Hen had already pulled the giant magnetic tower out of the soil with his bare hands. Then, he carried the giant magnetic tower and flew towards the small collapse site.
In Positive Space, the collapse pit looked like a scarlet orifice, but in the lower dimensional space, one could clearly see various superpowers churning and brewing; high-dimensional life forms caught in it would likely meet with misfortune.
Wu Hen controlled the distance, and then threw the giant magnetic tower into this scarlet orifice.
At the same time, Wu Hen activated his high-pressure field, using his own arms as the positive and negative magnetic poles. In an instant, more than a dozen electric towers formed around him, and the rampant electric currents they emitted were also dragged into the collapse pit, but they also electrified the giant magnetic tower inside.
A more potent magnetic field was instantly released, which could break free from the constraints of the Collapse Force, covering the area of the steel factory and locking all Steel Corpses just like before, dragging them in.
All the Steel Corpses once again became accelerated versions of Michael Jackson corpses, their bodies striving to moonwalk outwards while tumbling towards the collapse "waterfall mouth" in the torrential forces of the giant magnet.
Not a single Steel Corpse was spared; mountains and waves of corpses were dissolved, falling into the collapse pit and even the hardest bodies were shattered into energy dust.
The energy dust grew larger and larger, gradually beginning to fill the collapse pit.
Time passed unknowingly, and that formidable collapse force finally ceased. Looking around, the tide of Steel Corpses in this area had disappeared from the world as well.
Previously, they could not use data to quantify how many Steel Corpses there were, only knowing it was more appropriate to describe the scale in square kilometers.
Nearly five hundred square kilometers of Steel Corpses were annihilated in a matter of minutes. If this really were the virtual game of Otherworldly Dust, the experience value data floating above Wu Hen's head would be dancing gracefully.
The collapse area returned to normal, leaving only some light radiation.
Wu Hen didn't care in the slightest; he passed through the radiation light curtain and immediately saw a Mutated Crimson Pearl appear at the center of the collapse!
It was as if Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad had thrown a million demons into the furnace and ultimately formed this Golden Core.
Wu Hen initially just wanted to collect the Mutant Condensed Liquid from these Steel Corpses, but he hadn't expected that this collapse pit would help him melt all the Steel Corpses' Mutant Condensed Liquid, and even refine a Mutated Crimson Pearl with considerable energy.
"This Scarlet Pearl is already very close to a Life Pearl in terms of temperament, it can be said to be 99.999% pure..." Wu Hen felt the energy of the Mutated Scarlet Pearl.
That is to say, the energy wasn't intense enough.
Just like a chemical reaction, it needs to reach a critical temperature to create a real Life Pearl.
Mutant Condensed Liquid was like incompletely burned, or not hot enough, liquid form of a Life Pearl.
"If I knew how to remove the impurities, could I also create Life Pearls?" Wu Hen touched his chin, entertaining some careful thoughts.
But upon further thought, Wu Hen felt he was being a bit too fanciful.
This kind of Corpse King was originally a special kind in the Corpse Tide. If creating every Life Pearl required the explosion of a Steel Melting Corpse King's skull, then there's no way to mass-produce them. Without mass production, he couldn't become a True God.
After collecting the Scarlet Pearl, Wu Hen also knew that even if it was close to a Life Pearl, it still contained impurities. The real recipe for Life Pearls was in the hands of that mysterious God, possibly the early Cangling.
It couldn't be consumed by his own body, but could be used to strengthen his Mutated Equipment.
The Thunder Arm Guard had long been starved and restless. After reaching the Eighth Rank, the Arm Guard seemed to have been infused with a wolf totem, able to release a few simple biological instincts—hunger, bloodlust, and frenzy.
This was also an emulation of the birth of an Artifact Spirit.
"Eat up!" Wu Hen placed a Scarlet Mutated Pearl onto his arm.
Instantly, the Thunder Arm Guard ignited violet electric traces, with the vague outline of a Wolf Spirit emerging to snatch away the Mutant Crimson Pearl in one bite.
Seeing this, Wu Hen couldn't help but smile and shake his head.
He recalled how Little Yi, during its weakest moments, exhibited similar behaviors, albeit with a much wider range of emotions. Wu Hen seriously wondered if Little Yi's reluctance to communicate was because, as a high-dimensional god, it could only convey to him the information that he could understand...
Thinking about it, the true host was Little Yi; there was a high probability that he was just a worker by comparison. After browsing through the extensive life history of Little Yi, Wu Hen didn't delude himself into thinking he was the true Master.
"Awoo~~~~~~"
After receiving nourishment from the Scarlet Mutated Pearl, the Thunder Arm Guard evolved once again.
Violet electricity swirled around Wu Hen, forming a clearer shape of the Wolf Spirit. Wu Hen could even feel the faint emotions of excitement and joy coming from the Arm Guard. It was like a wolf cub that once knew only to suckle and sleep, but had finally learned to run and was eager to show off its growth in front of Wu Hen.
"Ninth Rank, huh? Not bad, not bad." Wu Hen symbolically praised it.
Who would have thought that Mutated Weapons would slowly give birth to Spiritual Sense, albeit very low-intelligence ones? One cannot help but marvel at the wonder of these materials.
"Keep it up, work hard to reach the Tenth Rank. Perhaps by then, you will be capable of autonomous combat."
The Tenth Rank should be the embryonic form of an Artifact Spirit.
Strive to climb higher, Thunder Arm Guard.
When you reach the Tenth Rank, you will find Little Bronze looking down at you from above, the one that has always been in the little brother's role, finally able to give you directions.
If one day you evolve further, perhaps you'll be eligible to see the soles of the Demon Sword Concubine's claws.
As for the Black Divine Death Sword, a Divine Miracle that stands in your soul like an impossibly grand deity, even the Demon Sword Concubine has to crawl under its sword shadow, it remains to be seen if the Thunder Arm Guard will ever have a chance to glimpse it.
"Your Mutated Weapon has reached the Ninth Rank," Guo Hong was the first to congratulate.
"Yes, and I owe it to you," Wu Hen nodded.
Guo Hong also smiled.
Through their interactions over these days, Guo Hong had roughly understood that by simply following this bigwig, both him and Lu Xian, who once struggled at the bottom, might truly have the chance to ascend in the Wasteland. Currently, their potential for improvement seemed boundless.
And how could Guo Hong not see that this big leader was suppressing his realm, only appropriately advancing to the next level once himself and Lu Xian had reached a certain strength?
"You really are a genius. How did I not think to use the giant magnetic tower to annihilate those Steel Corpses?" Fei Yi couldn't help but give a thumbs-up.
Such heroic ingenuity won Fei Yi's admiration.
While others struggle in the Corpse Tide, this young man swam through it like a dragon. Suddenly, Fei Yi's deep-seated fear of the Corpse Tide seemed to have dissipated by a great deal.
"Hehe, we even skipped the processing step. Let's continue on. There are many special Corpse Kings within this thousand-mile Corpse Tide. Let's aim to reach the Ninth Rank before we find the Corpse Queen. At least let our equipment be of Ninth Rank," Wu Hen said.
Guo Hong and Lu Xian nodded in anticipation.
"I prefer things I can control. You with your Evolutionary War Cars—I'm actually more skilled at driving them. I've operated various types of machines before. My biggest wish in this lifetime is to have a Tenth Rank Sky Bird Fighter," Fei Yi boldly voiced his little dream.
Wu Hen patted this uncle on the shoulder. Having ambitions was good because he indeed had the capability to make them come true. If Fei Yi was sincerely willing to join, Wu Hen wouldn't mind upgrading the current War Car to meet Fei Yi's expectations.
"If you take care of driving, won't I have to go and extract Mutant Condensed Liquid on the assembly line?" Guo Hong joked.
"No need, I've already made improvements. The assembly line can be automated now. The smell in the rear compartment is too unpleasant; staying there too long would mutate a person," Fei Yi replied.
"Hm?" Wu Hen was somewhat surprised but then proceeded to the rear compartment, finding the apparatus for siphoning Mutant Condensed Liquid and extracting Advanced Mutant Condensed Liquid was indeed operating on its own.
"Hehe, I am the Abyss Light Guardian after all, one of the designers for the urban energy system. These little devices are no trouble for me," Fei Yi grinned.
Wu Hen didn't expect that the person he had casually saved was a treasure trove of an uncle, a technical type.
His team just happened to lack someone skilled in transformations. Now, they wouldn't need to purchase those costly finished products from the black market.
