Huai Shi felt a wave of dizziness.
The moment the head in the jar opened its mouth, he heard a low chant in his trance.
It seemed to burst out from his soul with the opening and closing of her lips.
The dizziness came suddenly, but then, Huai Shi woke up from this strange trance.
Next to him, Raymond was already laughing foolishly, immersed in this strange melody. He even reached out to pull the joystick to start the truck …
Huai Shi raised his hand and slapped on his helmet, trying to wake him up.
Fearing that this blow was not powerful enough, he even used the drummer's technique.
Through the helmet, Huai Shi's power suddenly exploded in the air inside and slapped on Raymond's face. It was like a slap in the face, causing him to twitch and smack his lips. Suddenly, he went from being intoxicated to being dull, revealing an 'ordinary' expression.
After a long time, he realized that he had just been bewitched.
Then, his expression changed.
He heard the sound of something breaking in the engine.
In that strange song, his truck actually ignored his will and warmed up on its own, ready to start.
Raymond's expression suddenly changed. He reached out and pressed on the dashboard, forcibly stopping the truck from starting on its own. It was as if he was in a tug-of-war with someone. His face was ashen.
In the end, the disguise was not broken and their position was not exposed.
But a violent roar burst out with the strange song. From all directions, heaven and earth shook violently, and countless huge pillars shook off dust.
Ashes rose from the ground along with a hurricane that appeared out of thin air, rustling and dancing. Under the illumination of the searchlight, it seemed to come alive.
But it was not only the dust that came alive.
And this dead silent world —
In all directions, in the deepest part of the darkness, roars and roars came. Then, there was a sharp friction sound that made one's scalp tingle.
One pair, two pairs, three pairs … until finally, countless crazy eyes lit up in the darkness.
As the song spread, all the steel monsters roared furiously and rushed toward them. The ferocious mechanical centipedes rode on countless blade-like legs and rushed toward them. At their closest, they were only a dozen meters away from Huai Shi and the others.
His long body rumbled forward like a train.
After a few minutes, Huai Shi finally saw the tip of its tail.
Then came the giant steel spider, stepping on the fine steel wires and arriving like a ghost. Then, a gigantic pair of wings flapped soundlessly like a moth flying over a building, and a city-sized thundercloud abruptly descended …
It was like a steel monster exhibition.
Centipedes, spiders, moths, reptiles, and even metal mosquitoes that filled the sky formed an iron cloud.
Under the influence of the song, they roared angrily, but they did not attack each other or the people of Ivy League. They only resisted in every possible way, trying to break free from the shackles of the song …
But it was too late.
The song had already entered too deep into their consciousness, completely dominating their minds.
He did not forcefully interfere or issue any orders.
It was a gentle call.
Calling for their return.
Accompanied by the sharp sound of metal rubbing against each other, the 10,000-ton giant gate slowly opened. The spasming mechanical centipede drilled into it, as if a component had returned to its original position.
Then, the spider flung off its cumbersome legs and merged into the huge production line.
In the sound of the gigantic pair of wings twisting, the moth fell from the sky, twitching and struggling, and fell into the huge jar that opened …
Where it came from, where it went.
When the giant monsters returned to their original positions one by one, the silent factory world was activated with a loud bang. Countless crisscrossing lights suddenly lit up, illuminating the dead underground world.
The huge production line began to move slowly. Countless tiny indicator lights flashed in an orderly manner, restarting the huge production machinery.
This place … had come alive.
In the jar, the human head finally closed its mouth, but its face instantly aged by dozens of years. Its hair was graying, and it was obvious that it had exhausted its strength.
But there was no need for its power next.
Because the entire factory had begun to operate again.
"I see."
On the driver's seat, the projection of the Grandmaster suddenly flashed, giving Huai Shi a fright.
"It's just an emergency communication device. Don't be like an ignorant country bumpkin."
The burly grandmaster crossed his arms and glanced at Huai Shi. Then, the illusory projection reached out and snatched the binoculars from Huai Shi's hands. Then, he looked out the window, "That human head should be the result of an imitation that they've been working on for the past few years. The Song of Awakening can forcibly activate the mechanisms of the Infernal Realm.
"So, this … what's going on with this factory?" Huai Shi asked, "What kind of strategic weapons are they planning to produce?"
"The things they produce are similar, but not strategic weapons."
The Grandmaster calmly put down the binoculars and looked back. "Haven't you thought … this huge factory is actually a part of the sub-control center?"
"What?"
Huai Shi was dumbfounded. "So big?"
"So, it's a part of the exterior. No, to be precise, it's the process of producing the sub-control center."
The Grandmaster proudly announced, "The real sub-control center is probably still in the state of parts, stored in every part of the production line. Only when the assembly is completed can it have the function of a sub-control center."
"Can … it be like this?"
Huai Shi looked at the earth-shattering scene outside the window, dumbfounded.
With the resumption of production, the huge underground factory had been completely revived at this moment. Countless huge machines were operating loudly, allowing the complicated assembly line to produce countless parts and structures with indistinguishable functions.
On the sliding rails between the huge pillars, countless huge cranes and transport vehicles were galloping back and forth at every moment. Hundreds of thousands of huge machines, tens of thousands of production lines, following the preset procedures thousands of years ago, began to operate again.
Hot steel emerged from the furnace water, and huge hammers fell from the sky.
Ear-piercing roars converged into a tide, swallowing everything.
Under the operation of countless huge structures, countless complicated high walls and pillars rapidly grew from the assembly line. In the end, accompanied by the changes in the terrain and the world-shaking operation. A huge behemoth slowly rose from the rapidly self-destructing production line.
It was a majestic and sacred palace, like a temple to worship the Holy Spirit.
But before the countless thick shells were sealed, the inside was a maze created by machines, and the outlines and bodies of countless steel monsters could be vaguely seen.
With so many strange monsters as the foundation, what was produced was probably a creepy devil's den, right?
Now, even this huge palace was like a mechanical clock, slowly rotating. Every module was moving along the guide rails in an orderly manner, and its shape was constantly changing. Sometimes it would form an absolutely standard cube, and sometimes it would turn into an inverted pyramid.
The huge structure that extended from the ceiling and the floor had been integrated into its body, like a heart that was finally buried in the chest, fusing together without any gaps.
"Okay, it's your turn."
Before dissipating, the Grandmaster calmly said, "There's only one request, and that is to bring back the sub-control center."
Easy for you to say!
Huai Shi stared. "Including the guards, there are only about ten of us, how can we bring it back?"
"To be exact, it's ten," Raymond added, removing himself from the number of people.
"How would I know? You are already mature tools, you should learn to think of your own ways." In the gradually dissipating projection, the Grandmaster glanced at Huai Shi and suddenly grinned. "If you ask me, aren't you very popular?"
At this point, the projection suddenly dissipated.
Huai Shi and Raymond were left looking at each other.
"Did he just say that we are tools?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I heard it." Raymond patted him on the shoulder. "Be more confident, remove the question mark, and the word 'we' can also be removed …"
"So, you're really determined not to work, right?"
"I still have to drive!"
Raymond's expression became serious. "You have to bring us along at a critical time. What an important responsibility, you can't be distracted!"
"Alright …"
Huai Shi rolled his eyes, picked up the binoculars, and looked at the entrance of the strange palace below.
What was incredible was that although it had just been built, the huge palace now looked like it had been through the vicissitudes of life. It was puzzling.
Could it be that in addition to production and assembly, this production line also included making old things?
Was this branch control center some kind of super-large relic manufacturing machine?
He could not figure it out.
At the entrance, after the people from the Ivy League put away the heads, the two teams from the Eye of Nightmare had already skillfully put on all kinds of equipment. After leaving a portion of people to lead a large group of people to guard the outside, they walked towards the entrance.
Not only did the people guarding the outside not slack off at all, but they also released a large number of drones in addition to Salamander. They hovered around, not letting go of any abnormalities.
The drones were also in a preheated state, ready to take off at any time. They were on guard against any attacks. After experiencing many wars, these guys were too experienced. Unless they were stubborn and chose to attack head-on, Huai Shi could not find any place to attack.
However, as he watched, Huai Shi suddenly felt his scalp go numb.
He suddenly turned his gaze and looked at the top of the Temple of Changes.
On the sharp tip of the tower, a figure wearing a solemn and magnificent robe had appeared at some point in time. On the long robe, the magnificent robe made of silver and gold threads was engraved with the sacred emblem of the sun.
He wore a six-layered crown on his head, and under the crown was a skeletal face made of metal.
Now, the pitch-black eye sockets were looking down at everything under his feet. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Huai Shi.
The moment Huai Shi fell into a state of shock, the solemn skeleton gradually disappeared into the air. However, before it left, it casually raised its hand and pointed down.
It gave an order.
Suddenly, the Temple of Changes rumbled and expanded rapidly. It spread out in all directions at a speed comparable to that of an explosion. The metal turned into a tide and swept across. In an instant, it expanded hundreds of times.
It wanted to swallow everything into its stomach!
Huai Shi subconsciously wanted to tell Raymond to run, but it was already too late.
His vision turned black.
When he opened his eyes, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling, gorgeous reliefs, and countless murals. He even saw the soft carpet under him.
This scene was too strange. It was as if a smoking man was beside him and saying, "You are the best among the newcomers this time …"
This was bad!
Huai Shi sucked in a breath of cold air and began to think carefully and rationally.
Did I f * cking transmigrate?
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