Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 357



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Red Earth (3)

Somewhere in a secret place on the red land, a prefabricated structure resembling a container was standing tall.

The runes tattooed on the surface are an indicator of how great the structure’s defensive capabilities are, but they are forgotten the moment you step inside. There is a reason why this cannot be the case.

The moment Alan reached Depth 6, his overall abilities greatly increased, and of course, his runes were included.

[Space Manipulation], which has grown even further, has been incorporated into the container. The tents used in the past were comparable to large military tents, but now they have become as large as a logistics warehouse.

Larissa forced her way in despite Zion’s objections and covered his mouth with her hand.

“Wow, Mr. Alan, you are so versatile. How big is your area?”

“···.”

Alan was silent as he concentrated, and Zion became more and more arrogant. Taylor, worried that the two of them would be noisy and break Alan’s concentration, informed him instead.

“It’s half the size of a soccer field.”

“In exact numbers?”

“Approximately 0.0013 square miles···.”

The main character of this answer was Nicola. Alan’s silence was broken at that moment.

“It looks like a bug.”

“I did it as a joke, but this is too much···.”

“It was like a bug, just like Brother Allen said. Why did you have to use such difficult units?”

Shiva, who had already recovered, added. Alan shook his head as he looked at Nicola, who was lowering her head.

“I’m not just referring to Nicola, but all of the Dungeon Explorers.”

“Junior, what do you mean?”

“I don’t mean to disparage anyone, but I feel like a bug tempted by the fruits of the labyrinth. There’s a rumor that has been passed down from the old days that ‘explorers become addicted to labyrinths.’”

“Hmm… I don’t think it’s just a rumor.”

Zion was right. No matter how good knowledge and rapid growth were, it was necessary to reconsider the reason for risking one’s life on an expedition.

Of course, mystery and magic were equally fascinating. If the means of obtaining them were peaceful, they were also more wholesome.

Alan, who had thrown out the topic, focused on the repairs again, and Nicola, who had almost been deeply hurt, slowly raised her head.

“Sir, does Alan always use formal language?”

“I did use informal language with people I wanted to kill.”

“Oh… It seems like you’re saying that it’s not like that now.”

“These days, they only use honorifics. So be careful.”

“yes?”

“Because there’s no way to tell if Alan wants to kill you or not. Especially you.”

“No, why am I···.”

Taylor chuckled as he watched Nicola struggle, but inside he was thinking otherwise.

‘Is it because of Taylor’s training method?’

A training method known only to two people in the world, discovered in the labyrinth. It does not have the ability to collect magical power, but enhances control and mental power.

The magic training method affects the mind. A good example is Zion. He used to be a fool, but now that he is slightly liberated, isn’t he a little foolish?

‘That’s the only reason why Alan, who used to show emotion occasionally, has become like a machine.’

Advantages always come with a price. If you can overcome some of the magic power and hyperactivity by paying for your emotions, it’s a great deal.

‘What if I hadn’t taught you the Taylor method?’

Taylor looked at Alan, who was busy moving his hands. He must have somehow suppressed the harmful effects of excessive magic power, but it wouldn’t be in a gentle way like now.

While Taylor was feeling proud of his contribution to world peace, Alan, Shiva, and Nicola gathered together to investigate the abomination.

“No matter how much the lowly guys struggle, my shine will last forever.”

“I vividly remember Brother Nicola brushing the dirt off his clothes and treating him when he cried out in pain.”

“Even the sun is sometimes hidden by clouds···.”

“You two, stop talking and come over here.”

Nicola and Shiva caught the abomination, and Alan cut open the squid-like creature. The indecipherable entrails spilled out.

Nicola took off his odor-blocking mask to wonder what it smelled like, and was horrified.

“Cursed···.”

“Brother, do you really need to check it when you know it’s filth?”

“That’s a wizard. He’s the same.”

Alan also opened the vice and sniffed like Nicola. The little boy who had crawled up to the helmet tried to follow Alan, but was startled and let out a ‘kkk!’ sound and hid.

Even as Shiva and Nicola laughed involuntarily at the sight, Alan continued his work. He dug into the squid abomination and took out all the organs with high magical power accumulation.

“How can I use it? If you quantify the effort to clean up the pollution, it’s right to just throw it away. The flesh itself is toxic, so it’s difficult to use it as fertilizer.”

“I’m taking it just in case.”

As Alan held out the piece of flesh, the box, which was obsessed with storage, extended its claw arm forward and placed it in an airtight container.

“How was your day?”

“what?”

“I feel like my stress has been relieved. But it’s too dangerous to just be exhausted after a battle.”

As Shiva said, the labyrinth explorers should not use their full power because they never know when or what will happen. It was too dangerous even with companions.

“It’s okay, since there’s also Roman Company.”

“So you came down together.”

“yes.”

Larissa noticed Alan’s gaze while talking or arguing with Zion and wiggled her finger. Nicola narrowed his eyes at the sight.

[It was written in the database of the rooftop that he didn’t have that kind of personality···.]

[Could you explain?]

[Roman Company is not originally a friendly group. It’s because many outsiders have come in due to the revelations of the Space Gate and the Collector, but originally, when problems arose, they were mostly the culprits. I said that it was difficult to control because it was a union···]

[I guess that’s an excuse.]

[That’s right. And Larissa is the daughter of Chairman Roman, who leads such a group. She’s a woman who doesn’t shed blood or tears. She’s a bundle of danger.]

[You’re similar to your senior.]

Nicola looked at Zion. When their eyes met, he quickly looked away and fiddled with his sword.

[With his temper. The Breaker agents are also a vicious group. Even those who praise Chairman Jake’s goodness would be surprised to learn of the agents’ operations.]

[Isn’t this the hardship of leading a large organization?]

[It must be the duplicity of pretending to be good on the outside but doing something behind the scenes.]

[What about the rooftop?]

[Of course, the Esselma Tower is always splendid… Ahem, the sun sets and rises repeatedly.]

Nicola couldn’t bring herself to lie… Actually, that wasn’t true, and she tried to avoid it as much as possible because it wouldn’t work on Alan. It was a time when conscientious people were rare.

Alan stopped talking and looked at the wall with the door. Olga, who had returned from scouting the area, had rang the doorbell.

He reached out and pulled, and the door swung open in front of Alan. Then Olga opened the door and appeared.

“It’s so big… What is that smell!”

Olga was horrified when she saw the dissected abomination and covered her nose. Every time she spoke, she made a nasal noise.

“I’m doing weird things because I don’t want anyone to think I’m a crazy engineer. Order-wrapper, you’re the same, so don’t laugh.”

“What are the results of the reconnaissance?”

“I found a shelter nearby.”

The word nearby used by magic users usually means within 10km. On foot, of course.

Scholars have found traces of the unique magic power of strategic weapons in the red soil, and as if to prove it, traces of shelters and bunkers remain here and there.

“Is this a den of disgusting things?”

“huh.”

Alan had found several diseases in the ruins above ground that were fatal to both the Ancients and the Hatchlings, and the fleshy masses he called diseases had many similarities to the Abominations.

“Purify and explore with fire.”

“How many days later?”

“Tomorrow.”

“Your comrades are using up a lot of magic power from fighting one-on-one. Do you think you can recover by tomorrow?”

Alan raised his finger at Olga’s question. Olga followed his index finger and raised her head, then discovered a giant magic circle hanging on the ceiling.

“Ah, that’s why it was so thick.”

“It’s a magic accumulation and recovery line.”

“Wait a minute, those magic stones···”

“These are the magic stones of recently hunted monsters. Keep in mind, the performance increase is proportional to the value poured in.”

Reptilians, abominations, and rampage spirits were embedded like the Milky Way. Olga stopped as she tried to estimate the number of stones.

“If that’s the case, can you settle the accounts with the party members? Because of the guaranteed amount of depth 5, you’ll end up with a deficit.”

“There is no problem with distribution because it is deducted from the operating funds first. The settlement should be made only to the extent of making a living.”

It is a possible clause since Alan is in the position of Gap, but no one wants to leave. Who would go to Lanka because it is difficult to make a living in Soldos?

*

As Alan pointed to the broken entrance to the shelter, a sphere protruded from the buffalo’s side and rolled away. Darkness engulfed them, but they fought back fiercely, spewing fire from their surfaces.

Thanks to this, the inner passage was clearly visible. The walls were covered with writhing, pulsating flesh.

“eww···.”

“It’s hard to adapt.”

As the explorers groaned, the spheres transformed into rats, covered in flames instead of fur. Blue fur flew in all directions and began to devour flesh.

Kkeeek!

A monster screamed from the abyss. The abominations, startled by the house fire, rushed up.

It was a form befitting the name of abomination: a human figure with its brain exposed, a cluster of red, bloodshot eyes, and a mass of tentacles made of internal organs.

But it looked less threatening because it was burning. There were no monsters that corresponded to depth 6.

Nicola elbowed Alan, or rather the Powersuit’s side.

“Hey, doesn’t that blue flame look familiar? It’s quite similar to Lorenzo’s execution magic.”

“It must be a mistake.”

“How shameless. Could it be my magic too?”

In any case, the health of the abominations that had sustained continuous damage from the blue flames had already reached rock bottom, and they fell silent in the face of the fully prepared explorers’ attacks.

Alan trudged into the shelter, filled with the stench of burning and foul odor. A quick search of the room revealed that all signs of life had vanished.

The spheres that had burned down the den of abominations rolled back and lined up in front of their master. The ones that had turned back into rats were emitting a soft light, making it easy to look around.

Nicola used his light source magic and compared the fire rat to his own palm. His eyes narrowed even further.

Alan explored the shelter, ignoring the suspicious looks, until he arrived at what appeared to be a general management office.

There were screens everywhere for monitoring. There were also magical tools that appeared to be instrument panels or communication devices.

Alan unplugged the cable from the communication device. He looked at the terminal and gently peeled back the covering. Rusty, rusty powder gushed out.

Nicola leaned over beside me.

“You burned it and it was all ruined.”

“That’s not it.”

“I know. I saw it in the data bank, and it seems like it’s really hard to find a good tool here.”

“Should we try to fix it?”

“So what are you going to do?”

“If it works properly, wouldn’t it send a magical signal towards the last connected communication device?”

“If it were easy, we would have discovered all the Red Earth Shelters. The communicators on the other side must be intact to receive signals.”

“I know, too.”

“Are you just copying my joke? Hey, answer me and go.”

Alan turned around and left the control room, because Zion had sent a message that he had found the power room.

The first object to greet the explorer was a large mana battery. This too was broken, but if it had been in good condition, it would not lag behind modern technology.

“Junior, look over there.”

Zion pointed his sword at the power generator. There was a piece of flesh hanging from it that resembled a brain.

“It’s the state of lyrics.”

It was enough to avoid Alan’s gaze. It was like a single hair hiding in a sea of ​​indescribable colors.

The thing that took over the facility where the child was sleeping was in the shape of a heart. When Alan took out its core, the sleeping brain reacted. When he hid it, it fell asleep again.

“Let’s keep it alive for now and use it as a detection device.”

Alan placed the brain in a jar. He continued to stimulate it to keep it from dying, and administered a nutrient solution containing ground-up disgusting substances.

“There is nothing to salvage in a den of hate.”

“Don’t forget that you came down to practice.”

That was the answer he gave to Nicola, but Alan had other plans. The Third Research Institute was located in the Red Land, so it was likely to be a den of abominations.