Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 413
Only Noblemtl
Eldorado (4)
The advancement of civilization brings with it tremendous convenience. For example, brain extension devices give us the ability to control household chores outside the home and talk to anyone we want.
Unfortunately, the upside has its downsides: it can come back as physical damage, come at a cost, or create vulnerabilities.
The same was true for Samramansang. When I access Samramansang, I can experience the world even in my room, but conversely, the world can also engulf me.
“Two data centers in Soldos were attacked.”
In the dark room, a dwarf with his whole body painted in gold like a goldberg spoke. Then a deep voice that seemed to echo through the cave answered.
[What should I do?]
“We destroyed the equipment and disconnected it. As long as we don’t make close contact, the rest of the data center is safe.”
[Well done. But the loss was painful.]
“It’s because of your dirty tricks. As soon as Soldos’ attack was over, you bit my father as if you had been waiting for it!”
[Gold Hand. Calm down.]
Eldorado’s current chairman, Goldeye, calmed his son down. It was true that he had caused great losses to the bank, and he would have done the same if he were him.
“How can you be so calm? If you are locked up, everything is over.”
Imprisonment. This is the tradition of the El Dorado Bank and the punishment for the overthrown ruler. They do not kill those of the same bloodline, but they are confined to the wilderness until the end of their days.
A being who stood shoulder to shoulder with the world’s rulers, such as national leaders and corporate CEOs, not only fell, but was buried underground and buried in filth. A disgrace worse than death, can he endure it?
[Gold Hand.]
“I was so excited. Sorry.”
Gold Hand, who had been grumbling, regained his senses at the soft but powerful voice.
“We’re not done yet. We have some assets that have been liquidated, so we’ll hire more people to raid Uncle and Goldberg’s secret vault.”
[No, don’t do that.]
“Do you have any plans?”
[Do you know what El Dorado means?]
“It was an ancient civilization and a utopia overflowing with gold. I vividly remember my father sitting me on his lap and talking about it.”
Gold Hand suddenly narrowed his eyes. His golden eyes were filled with magic, and they looked like golden flames were blooming.
“If only those disgusting things had kept their word, they would have acquired the weapon of El Dorado and further solidified the bank’s position···.”
[It’s a shame, but it’s in the past, so let it go and look at this.]
A screen appeared in front of Gold Hand. His eyes widened as he witnessed it.
“This is···!”
[That’s why I was helpless against that bastard’s attack.]
“You have been preparing even while suffering from the pigs of Soldos. You should tell your blood relatives. If they find out about your father’s plan, they will surely turn their backs.”
[Would those greedy people do that? It is time to part ways with those who are my blood relatives and touch the gold that belongs to me.]
“···.”
Goldhand kept his mouth shut. His father’s words directly contradicted the tradition and family custom that ‘blood comes first. You are part of the blood.’
[Don’t you feel it’s a waste to give away gold just because we’re of the same blood?]
“But they···.”
[Think of it as pruning. You have to cut off the branches that are just sucking up nutrients so that the trunk can grow stronger. If you’re still wondering, imagine who will eat the one fruit that is left.]
If there were no blood relatives, the only candidate for the next chairman would be himself. This time, he had little to worry about.
“I will send private soldiers and mercenaries there.”
[Remember, just hold on a little longer.]
The room became quiet. Goldhand passed the fish tanks filled with fish and crayfish. As he opened the blinds, his eyes met the moon in the sky.
*
Allen and his diver unit had been harassing Goldeye relentlessly for several days. The chairman’s men were unable to take active offensive action due to information blackouts and distractions.
The enemy knows that they are ghosts and attacks important facilities, but what if we always come up empty-handed?
“That’s why information is important.”
“That’s right. Information is power. Those who can handle it freely dominate the modern world.”
The speech of Goldberg’s subordinate, Luca, became more polite. In the eyes of a diver, Alan was a creature born for the sake of all things.
At first, I doubted whether it was an artificial life form intentionally created by Soldos. It was so strange that just looking at it made all sorts of doubts spring up.
“I received a call from the director.”
“is it so?”
“I will share it.”
Luca’s eyes turned blue and sent out a magical signal. Allen was able to exchange information that would have required a brain extension device or terminal.
In just three seconds, everything was stored in Alan’s head and he quickly organized it.
“You even hired mercenaries and sent them somewhere.”
“Unfortunately, we haven’t secured a location, but I heard that other teams are tracking it, so we’ll hear good news soon.”
The competition between Goldeye, the chairman, and Goldhammer, the challenger, became fiercer by the day. The information war was being waged 24 hours a day without rest, and the lives of mercenaries who were attracted by gold were still disappearing.
Right now, Gold Hammer is in the lead with a score of 6 to 4, and if we calculate the trend, the numbers will change exponentially.
“Let’s stop with the hopeful predictions. Will the Chairman just sit back and let it happen?”
“Absolutely not. The chairman beat out all other candidates to get the job, and the competition is so fierce that it would be insulting to say he got there by luck.”
The dwarves of El Dorado were as talented as they were crazy about gold. Anyone who had led them until now would have hidden a secret weapon.
“I would like to praise the Chairman’s patience.”
“Are you talking about foreign intervention?”
“yes.”
“If you do something like that, even the chairman’s faction will turn their backs on you.”
The traditions of the El Dorado Dwarf clan were twofold.
Don’t kill your family, and stay away from foreign powers.
It was a custom that was formed because the financial industry has had many enemies for generations and the only people you can trust are family.
It’s not some tame thought that they’ll protect you because you’re family.
“If the robbers who stole the gold are relatives, then the total amount of gold owned by the blood relatives will be the same.”
“That is correct.”
“It’s a tradition···.”
Alan didn’t understand the way it was done, but he just let it go, thinking that everyone had their own way of life.
Half of his mind was working on the myriad things, while the rest was working on the soul stone in reality. After doing this for a while, Luca’s eyes began to glow blue again.
“I got valuable information from other teams.”
“You’re good at it.”
“Because the enemy sent a lot of divers here to stop you, Alan. Because of that, security has been greatly weakened.”
Nicola tapped Shiva on the shoulder.
“A new religion is being born. Send an Inquisitor immediately.”
“We’ve cleared up all the dark pasts. And Brother Allen, you might be surprisingly trustworthy.”
“What? Didn’t you drink holy water today?”
“You guys, focus. How is Zion so much better?”
Their eyes widened at Taylor’s comment, and Zion’s shoulders rose slightly.
Luca’s briefing continued.
“The enemy has additionally hired Ibex mercenaries and tribes from the Primeval Forest.”
“They are capable people.”
The Ibex Mercenary Corps was based in Maze City, and explored dungeons to improve their skills. Even if they were of the same rank, those with experience in dungeon exploration were given higher marks. Naturally, their skills were also excellent.
The tribe of Taegorim lived as mercenaries in tribal units, and they were also driven out of their homeland because of Sandra. They honed their strength, dreaming of returning.
“That’s right. The more expensive it is, the more certain its quality is.”
“Where are we meeting?”
Luca’s eyes glowed. Blue particles aligned in the air, transforming into a three-dimensional map.
“This is around the southwestern border of Soldos.”
“You’re also very knowledgeable about geography.”
Actually, I’m not really interested in geography. I only remember it because I came from Vega to Soldos through there. It was a beautiful scenery with a large lake and mountains surrounding it like a folding screen.
“Intelligence says there’s something there that could turn the tide.”
“It is a place that is difficult to approach in all of the world.”
“Have you checked it yet?”
“Yes, it’s an independent network. I guess the reason Mr. Luca brought it up is because he wanted me to go there.”
“Yes, I will take care of it.”
Alan went up to the hotel rooftop, greeted by the strangely lively divers. An air vehicle was waiting.
“Can I take out the fighter jet?”
“Do you have fighter jets? This is Soldos, missiles will be flying right at you.”
“There’s nothing I can do.”
“Please wait a moment.”
Luca sent a message somewhere, and permission was granted soon. Alan boarded a fighter jet instead of an air vehicle. El Dorado’s prestige and money were good.
*
It was broad daylight when we arrived at our destination. The peaceful mountain scenery that Luca had shown us had disappeared, and in its place was a flame.
Below was chaos. Smoke from the flames enveloped the mountains and lakes like fog, and landslides occurred frequently. The remains of armored vehicles were strewn about, and Titans crashed everywhere.
People who joined each force were shedding blood for gold.
“It’s already started.”
“Excuse me, Mr. Allen? I see a missile warning sign…”
“I know.”
As soon as Alan finished speaking, a ball of flames enveloped the fighter. Luca covered his mouth in the violently shaking fuselage. If he let his guard down, something terrible would happen.
“Here we go again! Huh?”
Luca opened his eyes wide. Alan was definitely sitting in the front seat, but in the blink of an eye, he was gone.
“Who is in control?”
Luca’s annoyance was unfounded. The fighter jet set its own course and escaped the battlefield.
Alan was falling from the sky. So were his companions, and of course, they had no parachutes.
Taylor asked over the phone.
[What is our goal?]
[I’ll show you.]
If you wear artificial eyes like Nikola or Shiva, you can use interference, but if you have bare eyes like Sion or Taylor, you can use a screen attached to your pupil like a lens to designate a target.
Alan’s vision was transmitted to them. Objects that had appeared smaller than ants were greatly enlarged while maintaining their resolution. There was an armored unit with a goat’s head carved into it.
[It’s the Ibex Mercenary Corps.]
[Let’s hit from that side and go down to the lake.]
[I’ll take out the Titan.]
Ibex operated the Titan and had a depth of 6. The Titan was not an option, it was a necessity.
His colleagues slowed down, but Alan just kept going down.
[Alan?]
Taylor’s voice was heard, but it was blocked by the eardrums. Now Alan was curious.
‘What would happen if I just landed with this body?’
It wasn’t just about slamming it into the ground. He turned slightly while keeping an eye on the magic tank.
He sensed the approach from below and fired his magic. Alan collided with the tank while covered in flames and lightning like a suit.
Kwaaaaang!
Dust rose high. Fragments flew out like shells in all directions. Among them were pieces of torn tanks.
The mercenaries heard a creepy sound from inside the sunken pit. It was the scream of the tank’s plate being torn apart.
But there was no time to focus on that, because the two Titans that had landed softly began to move.
Zion landed on the edge of the pit. He took out Dawn and swung it, the sword wind pushing away a large amount of dust.
“It seems like my junior is becoming more and more like Professor Oak.”
“As the professor said, my body is in good shape so my head is at ease.”
Alan emerged from the pit with a steady gait, his slightly crumpled power suit armor straightening in real time.