Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 359



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Red Earth (5)

The wilderness after the battle had turned into a mess. Unlike the labyrinths and caves that were not broken at all, the red earth was quite soft and was on the verge of forming a valley.

Taylor looked down at the crack in the ground and stuck out his tongue.

“Is that magma? If it was just a little bit more crazy, it would erupt…”

Krrrr!

The storm clouds, furious at the noise pollution, were striking lightning like crazy. The explorers entered the research station to escape the lightning storm.

As everyone entered, the sky became calm as if it were a lie.

“Is the labyrinth after us? Is there a lava tsunami coming?”

“Shut up before I sew your lips shut.”

The explorers chatted leisurely. They figured that since they had dealt with so many abominations, there would be fewer hiding inside.

The same was true for the Alan party. Shiva asked Alan.

“Brother, the undead that was casting magic earlier···”

“It’s an automaton.”

“To my eyes, they looked undead. I can say this on the strength of my holy water.”

The Mother Church has long had an extreme aversion to black magic and necromancy. This can be seen from the fact that the Inquisitors rushed to kill Kamai.

Anyway, since they were enemies, there were various and effective ways to find enemies, so Shiva noticed it right away.

“Are you going to the Holy Water? It’s hard to properly cast magic with an automaton, so I mixed in some undead.”

“Oh my god···.”

Just as anyone wearing an Ebi can use magic, the same can be said for automatons. However, that would be like a steak without spices.

Alan’s standards were high, and only the magic of the wizard’s world, that is, the magic created in the mind, was close to passing the passing mark.

“There has been a breakthrough recently.”

“It’s Kemet.”

“Yes. I solved it with the necromancy I learned there. Even if I’m dead, a wizard is a wizard after all.”

“Is there a place to buy a wizard’s soul?”

“There’s a black market underground in Cave Town.”

“Ah, there… I don’t know why it’s called a black market when it’s openly doing business there. You visited when you went out with Sister Zion. I believe the purchasing process was moderate.”

“Of course.”

“hmm···.”

Shiva sensed something and turned his head to look at Zion. Zion reacted by turning his head to the other side.

“There is something.”

“I received some donations because the merchants thought it was funny.”

“Can I trust that you have resolved this matter well, brother?”

“yes.”

He didn’t ask if it was a donation of goods, or if the merchant and his friends had sacrificed their lives. It might save some bloodshed on Alan’s way to his destination, but if the interference was too severe, it was an abuse of power.

Larissa continued to follow him even after he entered the lab. Zion tried to chase her away somehow, but then looked at her for help.

However, since the Roman Company Exploration Team joined and a good training environment was created, it was difficult to just send them away.

“It’s not much help.”

“I used to try to fight one enemy of the same level every day and give it my all, but now I’m fighting two at a time. It’s all thanks to Roman Company’s support.”

It saved Alan a lot of work and doubled the speed. It was a huge help because it saved that much time.

“Did you hear that? I wish you would stop making a fuss about this.”

“eww···.”

The more Larissa acted proudly, the more Zion’s shoulders slumped. He just wanted to chase her away because he didn’t want to see her face, but he admitted it deep down.

The inside of the facility was filled with flesh scattered by the abomination as if marking its territory, as the fire rat had been destroyed in the middle. The remains of the fire rat were just then visible.

Alan lifted the flattened creature. Magic flashed near the rat cannon resting on his palm, and as if time was being rewound, the parts returned to their original state.

The reanimated fire rats began to move busily around, purifying the passages. The acrid smoke and foul smell gradually grew in size.

Larissa frowned slightly, put on her mask, and spoke to Alan.

“There was one person who made good use of the technique Mr. Allen showed me.”

“It’s past tense. Are you dead?”

“They say that even Katan repaired broken magic tools in that way.”

He was a great man who initiated and led the magic engineering revolution and was given the title of Ka. He left behind special runes such as [Space Manipulation], so it wouldn’t have been strange if he had used [Molecular Assembly].

“Mr. Allen, does this look like some kind of auxiliary facility?”

“It’s a congratulatory message.”

“Congratulations…? Oh, I think so too. We really fit together…. What are you doing?”

Zion picked up the stray fire rat that was wandering around and threw it at her. Its flames barely brushed Larissa’s hair.

Thanks to Zion, Alan had time to quietly watch. He went through the broken glass, leaving footprints in the piled ash.

It’s a room too cramped and shabby to be called a barn. The ground on which the creatures walk has been replaced with metal, and the walls are waist-high, making it difficult to move around freely.

Alan looked down at the cable that connected to the ceiling, at the end of which dangled an animal helmet that resembled a pair of virtual reality goggles.

‘I guess I was mistaken about the breeding environment.’

This is a method commonly used on land. Livestock are herded in like larvae in a beehive, and vast grasslands are shown through illusionary magic.

Even if you run around busily in your fantasy, your body in reality is fixed, and even if you fill your stomach with fresh grass, in reality, the hose stuck in your snout provides nutrition.

Cultured meat was mainly chosen by consumers who did not like it but were looking for cheap, real meat.

Taylor followed Alan in.

“It’s so cramped.”

“When you were young, sir, you only looked for animals raised in this kind of environment?”

“I’m addicted to the cultured meat conspiracy theory…”

There was a horror story that if you eat cultured meat, the magic power that was put into the production process will enter your brain and control your body. Whether it started as a joke or as a marketing strategy by the businessmen, it still pops up from time to time.

“They end their lives without even knowing that they’ve been locked up for their entire lives… It’s kind of creepy to see them like this. It’s also pitiful.”

“You believe illusions are real, and you don’t have the ability to discern them. It’s heaven for livestock. It’s the same for people.”

Taylor stroked his cheek. She even pinched him secretly when he turned away, but Alan could see it all.

“It would be nice to get a sample thanks to the illusion magic.”

“how?”

“A peaceful grassland, an island with tidal waves, a plain full of predators, a barren desert. Depending on the environment, your body changes, and the magic power that resides in it also changes.”

Each of the first and second research institutes had different methods for overcoming the Blessed Heart. The path chosen by the third research institute was physical evolution, which required all kinds of samples.

Alan pushed the partition away, and Taylor kicked it with his feet as they advanced. Occasionally, abominations would pop out, but perhaps because they had experienced Depth 6.

“You’re cute.”

“Your taste is a bit···.”

“This kid understands what he wants to understand. Just like that.”

It was just a casual conversation, so I laughed and walked back. Nicola went into another room and pushed away the ashes with his magic.

“It’s empty. Alan, there’s nothing.”

“Because of the hate speech.”

The abomination grows in power by devouring organic matter. If you analyze the flesh that is spread out like a carpet on the floor, the DNA of livestock or ancient researchers will pop out.

Zion whistled while dragging Larissa along. The clear sound spread throughout the lab.

“You’re even humming a song. Are you happy to leave me and Mr. Allen behind?”

“If you don’t know, keep quiet.”

Zion manipulates the power of vibration, and her whistle acts like an ultrasound. Wait a moment, and the magic returns, giving her information.

I took out my sword and stabbed it into the wall. I shook it up, down, left, and right, and the gap widened slightly. I pulled away from the wall and put my arm in. When I pulled it back out, I was holding a heavy metal can.

“Junior!”

Alan heard Zion’s voice while he was investigating another room. He ran over like a puppy and took the can he was handed. Zion puffed out his nose.

“How is it? I’m like this···.”

Her eyes caught sight of the barrels lined up behind Alan. They were all different sizes and there were a lot of them. As Taylor gave her a snickering look, Zion bit her lip and disappeared again.

Alan investigated the newly discovered vats. Although the abominations had taken over the annex, the Ancients had hidden their research materials throughout.

The seal was so tight that even with a naked eye, the inside was not visible. So every time I opened it, I felt a surge of anticipation. When Alan tried to pull the can open, Taylor grumbled.

“Isn’t it exciting? That’s why I love horse racing.”

This time it was a dud. Inside was only flesh that had swallowed up the specimen. It was everywhere, as if boasting that it was a fatal disease to the ancients.

Alan set down the metal can. Like the others, he purged the inside with flames and put it back in the drawer.

While he was wondering where to explore, Zion came running again, out of breath. This time, Larissa did not follow him.

“Junior, hurry up.”

“Explain in detail···.”

Zion grabbed his arm and pulled him. Even though he didn’t resist, he moved hundreds of kilos of weight with great ease. There was a door in the place he was dragged to.

In front of him, Larissa stood like a crane. Dark green air currents formed around her feet that were lifted off the ground. Then she jumped up and landed a flying kick.

The door was intact. It remained as upright as before, despite the force that could have leveled the building.

“You came? It’s not easy, as expected.”

“Oh, that door.”

Larissa and Nicola seemed to know what the inquiry was about. Alan asked for an explanation.

“It’s a door that you can sometimes see in the shelter, but it’s said that you need to have excellent cryptic skills to open it. There’s only one master in the magic tower. It can’t be broken, so it’s unfortunate, but I have to give up.”

Even if you returned later, there was no guarantee that the door would still exist. The labyrinth was changing, so the next time you found a shelter in the wilderness, the odds that it would be an affiliate of the research institute were very low.

“I understand how you feel, but don’t give up···.”

The door opened with a soft slam. Nicola scratched her head as she looked at Alan standing in front of the door.

Alan looked at the labyrinthine script on the door. As Nicola had explained, it was full of letters that were difficult for him to decipher.

‘But it opened.’

A tablet obtained from Lab 1 and upgraded in Lab 2. It reacted to the door.

Alan lowered his gaze before entering. He saw a crouching ancient mummy. This meant that the disease had not penetrated so far.

The interior was sparse. There was only enough room for one person, a communications device, a few memory crystals, and a large metal canister.

‘The communication device is broken, but the antenna is fine.’

Looking at the specifications, it seemed like it could be connected to a tablet. When I didn’t know, I just chose something of a similar shape and connected it. When I plugged in the antenna, a weak signal was picked up by the tablet.

‘The source of the signal is here. We can use it as a detector like the brain.’

Now that we’ve seen what the signals emanating from the lab look like, the search speed will be faster.

But there was a problem to be solved first. A monster with a depth of 6 appeared from the 51st floor. Then how many would appear on the 52nd floor? Needless to say, it was an important facility like the research center.

First of all, improving my skills came first.

Next, Alan checked the adult-sized metal barrel. He grabbed the handle and pulled, and a cold air flowed out from the slit. It was filled with a red, slick liquid that did not freeze even in the extreme cold.

The little boy who had been dreaming with his stomach out of the water suddenly woke up.

Kyuureuk?

‘no way?’

The sense of smell borrowed from the little boy detected a very sweet scent.