43: Chapter 47: Humble Lane 43: Chapter 47: Humble Lane He opened the panel and chose to log in to the killing field.
The scene before his eyes changed abruptly, a violent wind howling past, fiercely flapping the hem of his clothes.
Li Cheng lowered his center of gravity, steadied his stance, and squinted to observe his surroundings.
Here lay a steel city so imnse it was beyond imagination, devoid of any low-rise buildings, with every skyscraper towering over a kiloter high, connecting the rock layer below and the steel surface above.
Bridges and tunnels connected the buildings, and at this mont, Li Cheng stood on a tal bridge, looking into the distance where he could see steel cables, electrical wires, and pipes, all chaotically interspersed and scorched.
Other than Li Cheng, there were no signs of human activity throughout the entire city.
Tens of thousands of chanical beings were silently working all over the city; welding steel plates, installing wires, oblivious to the sudden appearance of Li Cheng.
These chanical beings varied in shape but generally had streamlined body structures, a white ceramic-like shell, and multiple chanical arms with different functions.
They were the Gouzhuang ntioned in the forums, constructing and maintaining this uninhabited city like worker bees in a hive.
Li Cheng looked around and subconsciously calculated the total amount of steel within his field of vision, finally coming up with an astronomical figure that left him speechless.
And this was just an extrely small part of the physical killing field.
In the far distance, he could vaguely see the city’s edge, connected to a pipe dozens of kiloters in diater, leading to the unknown beyond.
It was hard to imagine the full scale of the entire complex of killing field buildings, and the purpose behind such a massive structure.
Boom—
A thunderous noise emanated from the giant pipe at the edge of the city.
All the working Gouzhuang throughout the city simultaneously ceased their tasks, so diving under the bridge, while others entered buildings, as if hiding from sothing.
Li Cheng looked around and spotted a blue phone booth with a penguin logo and the number 4090 on it about a hundred ters away at the end of the bridge.
He hurried to the phone booth, pulled open the glass door, picked up the handset, and a sly, jeering voice ca through.
[Achili Remote Teleportation is honored to provide you with online services.
This service will charge 3% of your total Spiritual Power Value in Ga Coin each ti.
Do you accept?]
Telephone booths like this were special structures within the physical killing field, acting as teleportation hubs and the main mode of transportation for players.
According to patterns summarized on the forums, a teleportation telephone booth was usually nearby when a new player logged into the killing field for the first ti, allowing them to imdiately travel to a safe area.
“Accept.”
Li Cheng nodded, paid ten Ga Coin in the popping transaction interface, and entered a nine-digit number on the phone dial.
The phone suddenly exerted a suction force, and Li Cheng was entirely drawn into the handset.
It was a rather peculiar sensation, as if his body was being rolled flat and elongated by a rolling pin, shuttling through a colorful, dazzling stream.
His perception of the outside world also slowed down, like being drunk.
Seconds later, Li Cheng fell out from inside the phone and appeared in a new blue phone booth with the number 39.
Boisterous noises ca from outside.
He arrived at the largest gathering place for players in the physical killing field, the sector where all guild headquarters were located, and the most bustling comrcial district among the player community, [Shabby Street].
“Five for five, a flat rate of five!
For five Ga Coins, you won’t be cheated or taken advantage of, but you can get the latest, strongest, with the fiercest firepower, military firearms!”
“Silver Scale Chest Armor, Rare Quality, 600 a piece, first co first served!”
“The New Pujing’s first offline casino is open!
Sexy dealers dealing cards online, deposit any amount and get the sa amount in bonus, with up to a hundred Bitcoins withdrawable per day.”
“Hey, handso, want a haircut?
A mbership?
Check out our swimming and gym facilities, and learn about our beauty and hair services.”
Li Cheng took a deep breath, pushed open the door of the phone booth, and stepped onto the bustling street.
This place was like a loud and busy comrcial street, severely polluted with colorful lights, as if imrsed in a cyberpunk world.
Banks, fast food, clothing, beauty salons, jewelry, electronics, gyms, pharmacies, and more, there were even clinics, gun stores, martial arts studios—elents not commonly found on real comrcial streets.
The architectural styles of various buildings were not uniform and extrely chaotic.
A classical Chinese restaurant only three stories high was flanked by a towering modern bank building on one side and a witchcraft supply store selling toads, newts, and magic wands on the other.
It looked especially out of place, living up to the nickna “Shabby Street.”
The gym had no doors; a group of muscular n in tank tops were sweating profusely inside, all using barbell plates of over 500 kilograms.
The door of the small clinic was wide open, and a blonde young female doctor, with vicious stitch scars on her face, was sawing an Alien corpse on the dissection table with a bone saw.
The corrosive blood from the Alien splattered, etching dense, pitted spots on the ceramic floor.
Perhaps noticing Li Cheng’s gaze, the young doctor paused her work, smiled at him, and waved the Alien’s arm at him.
Li Cheng nodded politely.
He wasn’t using his real face but had crafted a new one, and was also wearing a deodorized night suit.
The street was crowded with pedestrians, many of them clad in bizarre and exotic costus, such as Stormtrooper armor from Star Wars, Akatsuki outfits from Naruto, and skintight suits from Eva.
And so…
it was hard to say whether they were human.
There were Heart Stealers with octopus heads, chanically modified humans, and classic fantasy creatures like werewolves, Vampires, Giants, and Dwarfs.
On the street corner, there stood a figure in a white lab coat with a huge dragon head, holding a bottle of soy sauce, talking to a Spiritual Body.
It was like walking into a cosplay convention, bizarre creatures everywhere.
Eh…
it seed I wasn’t much better off.
Li Cheng scratched his head.
If he lifted the restrictions and summoned the Mantis Arm Bone Blade, Sharp Horn, and Armor, he too would look like a monster in the eyes of ordinary people.
“Shabby Street” was a very special area where players were prohibited from harming, colliding, or touching each other.
Any attempts to harm, harass, or detain other players would attract attacks from special constructs, the Security Guards.
That’s why it was considered an absolute safe haven by the players.
“Ti is limited, no ti to idle about, better stick to the plan.”
Li Cheng rubbed his palms together and, following the map guidance from the forum, quickly stepped into a gun store called “Guns Blazing.”
The shop was dium-sized, with only one attendant, and its counters, shelves, and even the ceiling were filled with a wide array of firearms.
Lockheed Martin’s M134 Minigun, Belgium’s FN’s SCAR assault rifle, Barrett, Glock, Artillery Launchers, Single Soldier Rocket Launchers…
all were available, the air was filled with the scent of gunpowder.
As a model student, Li Cheng had never seen so many weapons.
Following the enthusiastic introduction of the salesperson, he picked up each weapon, “This one, and that one, please pack the ammunition too, thanks.”
“Sure, will you be paying with killing field points?” the salesperson enthusiastically asked.
“Would you like to beco a mber?
Being a premium mber gets you a 20% discount.”
Before Li Cheng could answer, the familiar voice of Zhangsun Yao echoed from outside the gun store, “Personal advice, no need for a mbership card, just settle the bill with Shabby Street currency.”
Li Cheng turned his head and saw Zhangsun Yao standing outside the door, followed by a few World Nuclear House employees, nodding at him in a surprised and friendly manner, “We et again.”
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