Abyss Train

Chapter 763 Soaring.18 [Long Day]

Foreword:

Science and art belong to the whole world; in their presence all national barriers disappear.

  —Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

[Part ①·Living towards death]

"All power units of the Abbot's Immortal Boat are ready."

Ms. Malin reported the maintenance progress to her uncle. There were only six controllers left in the tower. The rest of the technical specialists had to board this heavy and crude ultra-deep hole drilling machine.

Jiang Xueming and others entered the disinfection room together. After three rounds of routine physical examinations, they put on a 20 mm thick aerogel space suit, which can insulate against temperatures as high as 130 degrees Celsius and allow free movement at minus 193 degrees Celsius - this was also the last bit of mercy that Fickwood left for his colleagues.

The Fangzhang Immortal Boat has no central temperature control and relies entirely on the closed nature of the body to isolate the temperature. Although the professional engineers who went underground to explore with Tianzun are all blood-giving monsters, they cannot compare to the blood of the fish-man hybrids and have no heat resistance. This clumsy space suit can temporarily save their lives.

There were seven people in total. They supported each other and climbed up the cabin entrance platform of the Abbot's Immortal Boat step by step. When Xue Ming had time, he would pull the arms of these weak scholars and bring them to the appropriate level, gradually filling up this huge machine that was more than 60 meters high.

The preheating and starting process of the drill ring has been completed more than halfway. Looking out from the thick heat-insulating glass cover, these ring-shaped drill teeth gradually began to accelerate. They were hung at the mouth of pit No. 16 by a hexagonal base frame. In the interlayer of biological gel, strips of strong purple-red muscles could be seen - that was the essence of Lightning Star.

These fish-man hybrids with tragic life stories were born to sacrifice their lives for Fickwood's ideals. Jiang Xueming could hardly imagine whether these flesh golems that had lost most of their organs could still maintain consciousness - they were no longer considered human. A round of drilling rings would require at least twelve lightning stars to be used as the wetware engine of the power unit.

The Abbot's Immortal Boat has thirty-three drill rings and one main drill bit, which represent the lives of more than four hundred blood-feeding monsters. In order to feed and grow them, it would require the pure essence of at least hundreds of thousands of people.

It has far exceeded the total amount of essence of an ordinary Nest Fire King. Just watching this huge machine more than twenty stories high start to spin, the roar and roar that shook the earth and sky shocked Xue Ming's mind. Words are unable to describe its weirdness and magnificence.

With mixed feelings, Xue Ming stepped into the electromechanical center on the bottom floor. There was no aesthetic sense of industrial design here. Only after the hatch was closed, in the dim environment, there were pipes illuminated by various electrical safety lights, and exposed colloids that had not been neatly stored in time and had no covers to protect them. All of this exposed the embarrassment of Fickwood Abby - the old man no longer had extra time or resources to control this machine.

"Mr. Zhang Congfeng, find your own position on PK-2, secure your body, and completely release the Fangzhang Immortal Boat. We must protect ourselves before entering the rock formation." Fickwood was also wearing a space suit. He was not as elegant as the previous two drilling rigs. He no longer had enthusiasm, only tired eyes.

The reason why Zhang Congfeng's name was mentioned at this moment was because he only had six elixir radio stations left, and he had set up a temporary work command station. He couldn't just call him the gunsmith - everyone knew that the gunsmith and Jiang Xueming both represented the devil.

Following Fickwood's wishes, Xueming found his position, followed the instruments on the mechanical table, and observed the countdown to start the engine.

The Abbot Immortal Boat does not have an optical observation window. The images sent back by the camera are very blurry, returning to the 480P era. Moreover, due to the resonance of the cabin and the spinning motion of the drill ring, it is simply a torture to the eyes to try to see the external environment clearly through the closed-circuit television screen of the mechanical platform.

"Everyone, we are about to set off." Fickwood whispered to Xiandan, "Prepare the Magic Flute Inhibitor, and the power units of Groups 17 and 33 should pay special attention to the coordinated timing."

"We have a wonderful spiritual core that will lead us to the Garden of All Things."

Before he finished speaking, feedback came from various parts of the power unit group, and the green light on the mechanical table was brightly lit, which meant that everything was ready.

At this time, Xueming saw a hexagonal restraint device floating up in the control center. It looked like a Merkaba sacred cube, with strong muscles sticking out from the corners of the lower half of the geometric body.

——When they are put together, at the center is an irregular tumor covered with eyes.

It is the spiritual core mentioned by Fickwood, and it is also the essence of Lan Caiyun.

Originally, the blood eagle monster looked a bit like a human. After the catalysis of the complex bioengineering laboratory, the mermaid's pineal gland and hypothalamus consciousness center were preserved here, and the nerve synapses in various brain regions were extended, transforming the brain structure, spreading her consciousness to the various power units of the drill, and connecting with other links of the Abbot's Immortal Boat.

The speed of nerve reflexes on the Lightning Star is much faster than that of humans, and the speed of nerve signal transmission is also faster. It only takes 130 milliseconds at most for the command from this brain to be transmitted to each power group. Compared with large-scale equipment made by humans, such as the Materialist Infantry Combat Platform, the electromechanical reaction of the Abbot Immortal Boat is much faster. The stop or start command is input and the effect can be obtained immediately.

Marlene's voice came from the elixir.

"The mission begins."

"Sixty-four slings have begun to be released. Estimated time: sixteen seconds."

"The rock formation is in good condition, and the ultrasonic spectrum shows that it is becoming stable."

"ten"

"Nine"

"Eight"

"Seven"

"six"

Fikewood glanced at Jiang Xueming——

——He gave a thumbs up, and was on the same immortal boat heading towards death and madness with the heroes of mankind. The steel cables broke free layer by layer, and the crisp sound of whips breaking the wind came from outside the steel can.

"Fives"

"Four"

"three"

"two"

"One"

"I wish you a pleasant journey."

  [Part②·Necessary Sacrifice]

Xueming did not respond. He held on to the two safety belts tightly. As the strong feeling of weightlessness gradually increased, the steel giant fell towards the pit.

The moment Xueming entered the underground rock layer, his heart was greatly shocked, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat at any time. The layers of joints and rings squeezed and collided with each other, and they were pushed down by their huge weight. The control center where Xueming was located was at the bottom, the first place to contact the rock layer.

Once the drill bit has difficulty chewing through the basalt, or is blocked by something harder, and something goes wrong with the power unit timing group of this steel monster, the remaining drill ring power groups will rush forward and squeeze the control center into a piece of rotten iron.

The rock was shattered quickly, and the drill ring backflow trough rose upwards, and thick sand and dust gushed out of the drill pit. Xueming couldn't see anything, he only knew that he seemed to have entered an iron coffin. This feeling was not comparable to Surt's cockpit. At least in the body of the fire man, he could still know how he died.

As the circular drill bit into the rock wall, Fickwood finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the journey officially began - this "downward-flying rocket" did not explode during the take-off procedure. Although the image data transmitted by various electronic eyes was blurry, the overall working condition of the Abbot Immortal Boat could be judged from the direction of the flying quicksand - it passed the first level.

"As agreed." Fickwood took out four photos from the tool bag of his space suit, representing the two scouts of the Quick Blade -

——When the drilling depth data reached [-150m], this cunning but stubborn old man tapped the photo gently, and some colorful feathers appeared from his space suit. Those were the feathers of a black and white vulture, the highest flying bird in the world.

He put his hands together, and the photos changed from the developed state back to the photosensitive film. They intertwined and danced with each other, forming an "8" rotating trajectory, turning into debris in the high-speed movement, and finally disappeared completely.

This means that [Mobius] has been lifted, and some of the soldiers in the Quick Blade Scout Squad have returned to the real world.

Jiang Xueming nodded. Since the space suit had no radio system, he could not hear what Fickwood said and could only judge the old man's intentions from his body movements.

The strong hatred he had for the blood-giving monster gradually faded.

——Very few blood-giving monsters would keep their promises, and Fickwood was a special case. Perhaps it had something to do with his profession, because science was a matter of fact, and real things were real, and there could be no falsehood.

At about 450 meters underground, this is the first difficult hurdle leading to the Garden of All Things. For Fangzhang Xianzhou's difficult journey, it is just the beginning.

"Twenty-seven, twenty-eight"

Fickwood was sweating as he did mental arithmetic.

"Twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one."

This was the fault signal that appeared in various parts of the Penglai when its mission failed last time. This time, the 27th diamond segment was the starting point. By the final segment, the spiritual disaster index of these lightning stars had exceeded the standard by twice, and the monsters' wills were being tested.

"Thirty-two, thirty-three. Too fast, too fast. No, no, no."

The mechanical power group at the end of the Xianzhou began to have minor mechanical failures, mostly caused by mechanical energy transmission problems caused by the coordination problems between the power units - just like the timing of the gears between the engine groups had a coordination error, and the power guidance was no longer so smooth. Various setbacks and gear jams would gradually destroy the machine.

For the Fangzhang Immortal Boat, since it is large enough and there is a part of steel cable guide chain and biological gel between the drill rings as a buffer zone, this noise cannot immediately destroy the power group composed of Lightning Star - but this is not a long-term solution.

“The reason for the failure is the reason for the failure.”

Fickwood began to troubleshoot, running around the mechanical station, and finally observed the reconnaissance position of drill ring No. 31. There was a snow screen in a closed-circuit television - it sometimes restored the image, and sometimes disconnected.

Suddenly, several pitch-black tentacles flashed by, and Fickwood was certain that they were uninvited visitors.

——That was a hitchhiker sent by the Original Seed, and also an incarnation of a butterfly.

Fickwood quickly checked the blurry image and was sure that this was a divine angel like the incarnation butterfly. It had rich sensory organs, a monstrous flesh and blood shape composed of hands and eyeballs, which appeared in the nerve endings of the Original Seed. Perhaps the abbot's fairy boat had already smashed a part of the iron-nickel cilia of Mother Earth - it fell down the tunnel and caught up with the power groups at the rear of the fairy boat.

"Twenty-seventh section, Star Officer Yuheng." Fickwood called out the name of the Star Officer and his students, and the bloody elixir crawled out of his space suit onto his face: "It's time, the messenger of Earth Goddess is by your side."

“Master!” Yuheng Xingguan was on the top floor of the skyscraper. Upon hearing Tianzun’s reminder, he quickly descended to the mechanical hub of the twenty-seven ring-shaped drill joints and said, “I’ll go first!”

The elixir seeped into the apprentice's eyes and slowly reached his brain, filling him with strength and determination.

His body gradually expanded, bursting through the space suit, and dense granulations of flesh emerged from his arms. They were extended to wrap around the control handles of the mechanical platform, releasing the guide chain of the drill ring one round at a time, completing the 26-section sealing procedure and opening the 27-section locking well.

Dust suddenly rushed into the interior of the immortal boat, and the sand and stone powder of the iron ore rushed in, shattering the star official's hood and knocking him off balance. He barely got up - his mouth and nose were full of the taste of blood, and he could see the crack on top of his head, and he almost left his soul there.

The fairy boat moved downward at a speed of about 18 meters per second. The drill ring was still working. A large amount of quicksand rushed into the 27-section gel guard plate. The texture of the Lightning Star was washed by the sand and dust. It seemed to feel the call of the incarnation butterfly and had begun to go crazy. They seeped out from the steel and gradually turned into dancing strips of meat.

It had thousands of eyes, and was almost a spherical incarnation of a butterfly. It slowly probed into the crack, and from the roots of its eye veins, sixteen powerful black-based gold-veined appendages extended, "swimming" flexibly and quickly in the twenty-seven segments. It had been observing the star officials, curiously spying on these human creations - golden thunder flowed in its eyes, interweaving into complex grids, as if it was constantly in contact with the Original Seed, to pass this message to its mother.

“Master.” Yu Heng’s eyes immediately started bleeding. He could hardly look away. His mind was attracted by this beautiful and pure creation.

——He called out to the Heavenly Master and silently recited the Bible of the Blood Butterfly in his heart. A cross-shaped wound appeared between his eyebrows, and his bones were about to separate on their own to expose his frontal lobe. It seemed that this blood-bearing body wanted to actively find the incarnation butterfly, and the Vita imprint in his body had already started the unification process.

"Master. Master"

"I will repay you for your kindness in my next life!"

The temperature of over 300 degrees made Yuheng blind, and his tongue and throat made strange sizzling sounds, as if a living person was put into a microwave and was being roasted in purgatory.

"I'll repay you in my next life!"

The blood and flesh spreading out from Yuheng's body knocked down twenty-three locking mechanisms and emergency brakes almost simultaneously.

At the beginning of the twenty-seventh drilling ring, a huge force cut the skyscraper apart.

—It carried with it unimaginable mechanical energy, got stuck halfway through the tunnel, and was completely separated from the drilling equipment on the twenty-sixth level ahead, and the gecko lost its tail.

The 28th power unit began to squeeze the iron block in front and began to slow down. Each subsequent power unit exerted pressure together, turning the tens-meter-high steel into a twisted and deformed biscuit, which completely blocked the tunnel.

From above the dark hole came a rustling sound. It was the broken nerve cilia of the original seed. It was only sixteen meters in diameter, and was drilled through by the immortal boat at once. It flowed out blurry and deadly dark golden blood. When these elements touched the rock wall, they immediately grew dark blood and flesh, turning into new God Angels. Just like the immune cells in the human body, following the instinct of the original seed, they were searching for "bacteria" and searching for the "large virus" of the immortal boat. There were almost eighty strange God Angels gathered at the discus, and they could no longer go any further.

The broken tail of the Abbot's Immortal Boat has been completely destroyed, and some of the lightning stars in it are still executing the orders to push and pull the drill ring, accumulating huge mechanical energy, causing the steel to continue to squeeze and expand, generating a high temperature of more than 800 degrees, turning it into a boiling "blood clot". The angels were stopped and could not continue forward along the tunnel drilled out by the Abbot.

Fickwood raised his head, and at this moment his prefrontal lobe could sense a little emotion, it was bitter and sad, and its name was necessary sacrifice.