Up to now, the two had found three traces left by Dilina. After braving nurous dangers, they had finally reaped so rewards.
The pair carefully inspected the other compartnts and discovered another, which had been the residence of "Heavy Hamr" Xu Shilong, a legendary sailor from the Four Hundred Warriors.
There were multiple versions of legends concerning Xu Shilong’s background and origin.
The more credible one held that he was from the military of the Star State, possibly a mber of so secret laboratory. His profession was a "Potential Energy Courier," able to convert various potential energies into impactful force, with each punch unleashing trendous destructive power.
"`So, Dilina and Xu Shilong were the links between the Four Hundred Warriors and the military cooperation,`" Qing Ruyan analyzed. "`But why would the powerful military want to work closely with the Four Hundred Warriors? Even though the Four Hundred Warriors is strong, the military never lacks professionals.`"
The history of hundreds of years ago was complex and puzzling, and the two could not find any clues.
At this mont, Dora’s excited shout suddenly ca from outside, "`President, President, where are you? Co and see what we’ve found!`"
Qing Ruyan and Chen Gu went outside. Dora ca up to et them, took Qing Ruyan’s hand, and started to run, "`Quick, co and see!`"
On one side of the battleship’s wreckage lay a deep pit filled with glass-like substances—the den of the Burning Tyrannosaurus Rex. Peculiarly, the area was piled with all sorts of things that were either weirdly shaped, brightly colored, or glittering.
Most were useless, such as twisted tree roots that had died centuries ago, or rocks embedded with large patches of mica. But there were also so useful items, like intact heavy chas and large energy generators.
These things were likely left by explorers who had co before. As for what had beco of their owners, it went without saying.
However, the rest of the team was gathered on the other side, and Dora pulled Qing Ruyan into the mix, "`President, please look at this!`"
In the center of their circle was a flattened, semi-spherical tallic head.
Qing Ruyan frowned, "`What is this?`"
It looks like an ancient heavy cha too, she surmised.
Leder smiled and said, "`For this expedition, we did a lot of work, one aspect of which was collecting various materials from that era.`"
Qing Ruyan replied with a frown, "`Get to the point.`"
"`This is a special-purpose mobile weapons station of the Confederation from that era, with the internal code [VSG-47]. Few people outside knew about it. Its main purpose was—mining super life form remains!`"
"`Hmm?`" Qing Ruyan’s interest was piqued. "`Its presence here ans that super life forms indeed perished back then, and the Confederation mined them for a ti?`"
Leder nodded excitedly, "`Not only that, but this type of mining weapon station was expensive to build, each one a significant asset of the Confederation, never to be discarded lightly."
"`Its appearance here suggests that the mining operation might have been interrupted by so accident back then, with the military even lacking the ti to retrieve these weapons stations."
"`That also ans they likely didn’t have ti to collect all the harvested remains—this [VSG-47] might still contain super life form remains that were mined back then!"
"`If we’re even luckier, this device might still retain the coordinates of every location it operated in. As long as the data isn’t damaged, we could use these coordinates to find the spots where they mined super life form remains!`"
Excitent glinted in everyone’s eyes, especially Liu Shichan’s.
Of course, everyone knew that with the electromagnetic chaos in the Yingudusi Devil’s Pit, such data should have been corrupted long ago after several hundred years. But there was still that sliver of hope.
Qing Ruyan imdiately said, "`Dig this thing out!`"
The crew was full of motivation, and it only took them about fifteen minutes to excavate the intact [VSG-47].
This contraption was essentially still a mobile weapon station, so it was massive, much larger than a typical heavy cha, almost resembling a tal fortress.
Even in their demise, super life forms would exert a profound and lasting impact on the surrounding environnt, causing the numbers of various dangerous species to surge. To ensure safety during collection, the Confederation would refit mobile weapon stations into such gathering devices.
The crew lifted the [VSG-47] out. Its towering seven-ter stature and enormously sturdy body gave it an almost "short and stout" appearance from a distance.
On each side of its semi-spherical, flattened head, one side was equipped with three rapid-fire weapons, while the other held an eight-tube missile launcher.
Its entire body was protected by heavy armor, with a row of machine guns positioned on its chest. Four chanical arms extended outward; three were directly fitted with various weapons, leaving only one arm equipped with a five-in-one collection device...
The outer sides of its two robust chanical legs also bore various high-power weapons. It truly was ard to the teeth.
Leder rubbed his hands together excitedly, "`Co, let see how to open it. I rember the hatch is right here...`"
Due to its age, all security asures had long since failed. Leder found the chanism and pulled forcefully, but it didn’t trigger any of the [VSG-47]’s warning systems. However, the hatch still didn’t open.
He examined it for a mont, "`It’s jamd.`"
"`Hu Ling, co and give a hand.`"
Hu Ling roared and transford into the Hell Titan. Following Leder’s direction, he forcefully pried the hatch open.
BOOM... THUD!
The armored hatch crashed down heavily, revealing a staircase inside.
Hu Ling shone a flashlight inside and then prudently ordered, "`Old Mo, you go in first.`"
Old Mo’s complexion was still sowhat ashen. The Burning Tyrannosaurus Rex had caused him severe harm. He mustered his strength and transford into flowing sand, streaming up the steps.
After a while, a series of thudding noises suddenly echoed from within the [VSG-47], growing closer and startling everyone. Dora raised her gun without hesitation.
A dark figure suddenly rushed out from the hatch. Dora shot it accurately, blasting the figure to pieces.
"`HAHAHA...`"
Old Mo’s hoarse laugh ca from behind the hatch. Only then did everyone see clearly that the dark figure was a mummified corpse in an ancient military uniform, likely the pilot of the [VSG-47].
Old Mo had thrown it out to deliberately scare them.
The group cursed out loud, "`Despicable!`"
Qing Ruyan expressed her dissatisfaction, "`After all, he was a martyr of the Star Nation and should not be desecrated in such a manner!`"
Old Mo chuckled dryly a couple of tis and dared not fool around anymore. He stretched out a patch of flowing sand from the hatch, which ford into his own face. "`There’s no danger. Co on in.`"
One by one, the team entered. The interior was sowhat spacious, and they quickly gathered around a two-ter-square sealed box.
Anyone could tell that this was the collection box; if there were any findings, they would definitely be inside it.
A seal still hung on the box. Old Mo had refrained from taking any private spoils in advance.
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