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Chapter 137: Earth's Wasteland Chapter (Iii)
Chapter 137: Earth’s Wasteland Chapter (Iii)
The second roar erupted a few seconds later, as expected. This time, Feng Bu Jue and Kuangzong Jianying, fully concentrated, easily pinpointed the monster’s direction. Exchanging a glance, they moved toward it together.
Their steps were slow but silent. Feng Bu Jue retracted his mask into its inactive state and retrieved the Eye of Hostility from his satchel, slipping it on. In previous scenarios, he’d either acted alone or faced sudden death-dealing encounters, so he hadn’t used this equipment in a while. Now, however, was the perfect opportunity to leverage it.
The corridor had artificial lighting, though it wasn’t fully adequate. Every so often, a patch of bright white light appeared, followed by roughly fifteen meters of dimness, then another bright section—repeating endlessly. Thus, Feng Bu Jue pulled out a flashlight to probe ahead, mainly wary of missing critical game clues in the shadowy stretches.
Tiptoeing along the corridor, they reached a T-junction ahead. The monster’s low growl echoed once more, louder than the previous two.
They halted at the fork, glancing left. The corridor extended about twenty meters beyond the turn before ending in a thick metal door. A wheel-shaped valve adorned it, and the monster’s growls clearly came from inside.
Feng Bu Jue tilted his head, whispering, “Since the door’s closed, this must be an optional storyline. By extension… this monster’s strength won’t be weak. The system lets us choose whether to kill it or not. If we skip it, we just leave via the other path. But if we dare to enter and fight, there should be corresponding rewards.”
Kuangzong Jianying lowered his voice, asking, “What if this is a boss-level monster stronger than Jason?”
“Impossible. Jason is unquestionably the strongest monster in this scenario.” Feng Bu Jue had only known Kuangzong Jianying briefly, but he seemed straightforward and honest. No need to hold back here—Feng Bu Jue replied bluntly, “My Title Skill lets me view the final boss’s data directly. When I entered this scenario, I checked immediately. Jason is the big boss.”
“Oh? You have such a skill?” Kuangzong Jianying’s interest piqued. “Hey, in that duel scenario we had, who was the boss you saw?”
“Didn’t check.” Feng Bu Jue stated.
“Why not?”
“You charged at me with a sword the moment the task prompt finished. Did you expect me to stand there staring at the menu like an idiot?”
“Blame me, then?”
“Obviously.”
“Haha… So what’s Jason’s data like? Strong?” Kuangzong Jianying pressed.
“How to put it… While his combat abilities might not rival aliens like Xenomorphs or Predators, his survival skills are devilishly hard to kill.” Feng Bu Jue replied.
Feng Bu Jue’s earlier view of the monster’s data was as follows:
[Name: Jason Voorhees]
[Race: ???]
[Level: 20]
[Height: 190 centimeters]
[Weight: 113 kilograms]
[Combat Method: Melee, primarily wielding a machete, but also capable of using other weapons or fighting barehanded]
[Weakness: Obeys his mother]
[Skills: Resurrection (Even if Jason is physically annihilated, he can reappear given any absurd justification)]
[Danger Level: Moderate.]
Privately, Feng Bu Jue thought the resurrection skill was a sarcastic jab at producers who kept churning out sequels…
Roar—
The monster inside roared again. This time, closer. Feng Bu Jue and Kuangzong Jianying heard another sound—a metallic scraping, faint yet heavy, almost dense.
“Putting aside unrelated details, Jason’s already on the spaceship. Under normal circumstances, we won’t encounter him until leaving this scenario,” Feng Bu Jue said. “Focus on this monster first—kill it or not?”
“Huh?” Kuangzong Jianying blinked. “Aren’t you the one strategizing? Why ask me?”
“Ah… Right,” Feng Bu Jue muttered. “You’ll follow my orders, right? Good.” He pocketed the flashlight and cleaver, stepping forward to seize the metal valve. “I’ll open the door. You charge in and hack wildly. I’ll cover you from behind.”
“Wait—” Kuangzong Jianying finally caught on… Feng Bu Jue had asked for his opinion as a formality.
Too late to protest. Feng Bu Jue had already twisted the valve and shoved the door open. The monster inside seemed to notice instantly. Before Kuangzong Jianying could enter, it began moving.
Feng Bu Jue retreated a few steps after opening the door, drawing his cleaver again. Kuangzong Jianying was about to dart inside when the eerie metallic scraping echoed from the darkness. Instinctively, he halted his charge, raising his sword to meet the shadow bursting through the doorway.
With a screeching hiss, the monster’s massive form emerged. As its full silhouette appeared before Kuangzong Jianying, he abandoned the idea of blocking with his blade and hastily backpedaled.
The monster stepped into the corridor’s artificial light, its appearance grotesquely surreal.
Imagine spreading a newspaper flat, then placing oddly shaped metal objects on it—coat hangers, screws, scissors, L-shaped pipes, tangled wire bundles, etc.—and wrapping them tightly. Squeezing expelled internal air, the metal edges pierced the paper, creating an irregular metallic mass.
This monster resembled that concept, but its exterior wasn’t newspaper—it was a thick layer of decaying flesh, riddled with holes. From these gaps jutted active metal objects: bicycle frames, coiled barbed wire, car parts, iron bars from burglar-proof gates… almost all rusted and tattered trash.
Its volume was hard to define—about car-sized. In the room, it could ball up like a dumpling or compress into a burrito-like shape to squeeze through the door.
It moved via protruding metal parts, wriggling like a snail with countless “legs.” The friction sound they’d heard earlier was its movement.
The growls came from deep within its “body.” Even Feng Bu Jue couldn’t imagine what lay at its core—wrapped in centimeters of skin and living metal.
“Is this thing mechanical or biological…?” Kuangzong Jianying retreated cautiously, watching the slow-approaching monstrosity. Not out of fear, but because targeting it seemed impossible.
Feng Bu Jue stood a few meters behind him, adding another weapon from his satchel to his hand—a cleaver and a pipe wrench. Eyes fixed ahead, he said, “Definitely not a spirit entity. So I’ve double-insured myself.”
“How do we even attack this?!” Kuangzong Jianying half-turned, eyeing Feng Bu Jue’s actions.
“Cut it open.” Feng Bu Jue replied coolly.
“Easy to say. It’s got countless exposed metal ‘tentacles,’ massive size—getting close would be risky…” Kuangzong Jianying hadn’t finished speaking when Feng Bu Jue lunged forward, swinging both weapons in a flurry of strikes.
The monster retaliated, but surprisingly feebly. These rusty scraps weren’t sharp weapons; they swung slowly, lacking power. Its attacks felt like an average civilian swinging a bicycle at you—hurting in real life, but negligible to players.
Feng Bu Jue tore open the monster’s frontal “skin,” revealing a damp, moldy mess of corroded metal. Without hesitation, he swung his cleaver. Cutting through this junk with Robot Must Die felt like slicing cake with a plastic knife—its metallic body split apart, revealing gaping wounds.
Seeing the monster falter, Kuangzong Jianying felt foolish for hesitating earlier. Without a word, he launched his Huiying Zhan—his speed-enhanced assault devouring the monster like a humanoid shredder.
Thick, oil-like fluid oozed from the skin’s depths, splattering everywhere. The floor soon littered with severed flesh, black oil, and rotten metal fragments.
Oddly, the monster—previously roaring—fell silent during their assault. Though its internal metal defenses and counterattacks continued moving, no further biological sounds emerged.
For the next three minutes, the two fought like rats gnawing at cheese, relentless. Meanwhile, the monster’s metal limbs kept attacking, never ceasing.
Killing it proved far more exhausting than expected. If a werewolf had charged instead, the fight might’ve been messier but quicker—its attacks fivefold stronger yet easier to finish.
Finally, after exhausting roughly 300 stamina points, they glimpsed the monster’s core. Instantly, its surreal grotesqueness soared to new heights…
(End of Chapter)
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