I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1383 1387: If the King of Hell Says You'll Die at Midnight, I, Zhang Menglong, Dare to Keep You Alive Until Dawn
With Zhang Menglong's command, the power of the battle machines attacking the city increased by more than tenfold.
Although the energy used by those battle machines was not from ordinary energy sources, and could be considered semi-perpetual energy, their power output during battle was adjusted according to a specific program.
Because once operating at overload, not only would the energy consumption be massive, but the energy consumption could exceed the rate of energy recovery. More importantly, it would cause some irreversible structural damage to the machines, which their self-repair systems could not fix.
Thus, their power output was always maintained at the limit the machine could bear.
However, for those machines under Zhang Menglong's control, such problems did not exist. Under his control, they could almost infinitely increase their power output. So what if they got damaged? So what if they exploded? In this world, there are plenty of such war machines; if one breaks, just find a new one, there's no need to feel sorry.
"Boom!" A battle machine in continuous output finally overloaded, and the entire machine exploded violently. But the next moment, it was tossed aside by other war machines, and another new one took its place.
One side had limited power output, while the other side, with sheer numbers, unleashed their firepower without any reservations. This battle had undoubtedly become one-sided.
An hour later, the battle machines in the city were almost completely exhausted by Zhang Menglong's army. The originally vast city walls were riddled with holes, and the ground was scorched black from continuous high-temperature bombardments.
"You guys, go and see which battling machines can still be repaired, don't waste anything." Zhang Menglong commanded.
Immediately, some battle machines started searching for targets among the wreckage.
For those that were completely unusable, their parts would be dismantled by the intact battle machines to enhance themselves, as their code contained self-enhancement programs. As long as there were enough materials, theoretically, they could continue to evolve.
As for battle machines that could still be repaired, they were implanted with a virus made by Gou Dan by Zhang Menglong. With directive replacement, they became part of Zhang Menglong's immense mechanical army.
"He... he's that new guy!" Zhang Menglong's stand had already left an indelible impression on the hearts of everyone in the Middle World, so the crowd immediately recognized him.
And when they saw those battle machines being repaired one by one and ing to Zhang Menglong, their jaws nearly hit the floor.
Now they finally realized that the city from before was most likely conquered by Zhang Menglong, and he must have commanded those battle machines to loot valuable items from the entire city.
People were hiding and struggling to survive, while he was here conquering cities and dominating the battlefield—why is there such a gap between people?
Half an hour later, the battle machines that entered the city and searched the houses all returned.
Zhang Menglong wasn't particularly concerned about other things, but these 106 pieces of perfect bio-soldier remnants and 27 drops of blood were very valuable to him; moreover, there was even a complete perfect bio-weapon this time!
This weapon looked like a spear, nearly three meters long, inscribed with a creature that resembled but was not a dragon. The entire spear was black, and it wasn't a disposable item; as long as energy was input, it could always exert a strong power.
Of course, its weight was also terrifying. Although Zhang Menglong was in the True God Realm, his strength could almost compare to top-tier Main Gods, yet even he felt a bit strained lifting this spear!
Zhang Menglong wasn't incapable of forging himself; it was just that the materials for pressure forging such a weapon were hard to find in these worlds. The Super God Academy's weapons could be rented, but they cost cred points! Even if the current consumption isn't much, even small savings add up, right?
He contentedly stored the spear away. Next time, relying on this thing, at least below perfect biomorphs, he could harness thunder and lightning.
"Seen enough?" Zhang Menglong's gaze finally shifted to the Main Gods hiding in the dark.
None of them expected Zhang Menglong had already noticed their presence, which lifted their evaluation of Zhang Menglong several notches higher.
"Sorry, we didn't mean to spy; we just heard sounds coming from here while nearby, so we came to check it out. We'll leave immediately."
Regardless of who it was, facing such a battle machine army couldn't remain calm; if Zhang Menglong got displeased and aimed those cannons at them, they couldn't withstand even a single volley.
"No worries, I didn't mean to blame you," Zhang Menglong said. "Everyone's got curiosity."
"Mr. Zhang's methods truly command respect; I've never seen anyone handle things so effortlessly in the Nine-story Tower. What are Mr. Zhang's future plans?"
"Naturally, sweeping across lands, conquering cities one by one, I'll thoroughly plunder it within a year!" At the current speed, about four or five cities could be looted daily; conquering over a thousand cities in a year would be quite easy.
"Mr. Zhang, wouldn't that be somewhat inefficient?" A Main God suggested.
"Please elaborate?" Zhang Menglong felt they had something in mind.
The group exchanged glances and then nodded at each other.
"Here's the thing, Mr. Zhang, we discovered the map of the entire world in a city, which marks the locations of all cities in this world, their levels, and scale. There could be two to three million in total."
"That many?"
"The way you're currently sweeping through without a purpose is incredibly inefficient; if you specifically target certain high-level cities, even though the number might be fewer, the rewards would be significantly greater."
"What are your conditions?" Zhang Menglong smiled slightly, knowing they wanted to exchange for some benefits.
"What you obtain, we don't demand much, just five-tenths of it!"
"That's indeed not much," Zhang Menglong nodded, willing to give even ten-tenths if those cities were rich in resources. After all, intelligence can sometimes be invaluable.
"But we do have one additional request."
"Go on."
"You understand, this trial's difficulty has doubled, and we've only ever reached the third level at most. If we encounter danger, we hope you can assist us."
"Why are you sure I can save you?" Zhang Menglong asked with interest because they didn't know his trump card.
"Intuition!" The lead Main God said. "Among all the people we've met, you're the most unfathomable. If anyone can conquer the Nine-story Tower, I believe it would be you."
"You have a good eye," Zhang Menglong nodded. "Alright, I'll make this deal; if death doesn't call for you, I, Zhang Menglong, can keep you alive beyond it. If this turns out lucrative, I'll take you out of the Nine-story Tower to the Main World, and why not!"
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