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Chapter 524 Lung Transplant
The melodious chimes of bells drifted from afar.

"An hour has passed? So fast?" Claudia, who was taking small sips of the mana potion, quickly drank it all in one go. It felt like the player had only just received the quest from the little girl who was jumping rope, and yet she was already hearing the bells again.

The players didn't dare to delay, grabbed their gas canisters, and hurried back to Robinson's shop.
The shop's doors were wide open, and a centipede in a fish tank was using its telekinesis to simultaneously control a broom, mop, rag, and wrench, cleaning the shop and fixing leaks. There was still some work to be done before it was all finished.

"You're back?" Robinson, the shop owner whose body was semi-transparent, sat behind the counter. Seeing the player appear, he put down the pack of cigarettes he had been toying with. "Did you run into any trouble?"

"The priest in the church has been parasitized by some kind of mechanical python and attacked us. Do you know how this happened?" Wanli Fengdao asked in a deep voice.

"Perhaps it was done by the Return of the Church? They are keen on launching terrorist attacks against any resident who refuses to stay indoors."

Robinson said casually, taking the metal gas cylinder that reflected a silvery luster with his left hand, and lifting his shirt with his right hand, revealing the internal organs made of precision machinery.

Claudia and the other players' pupils contracted. In the real world, companies like Prometheus also produce small batches of high-precision embodied intelligent robots for use in fields such as medicine, elderly care, and the military.

However, its level of precision is far from comparable to that of Robinson—the latter has a degree of freedom in every finger and every muscle, consisting of independently driven joints at the millimeter or even micrometer level.

If we say that the level of advancement of embodying intelligent robots in the real world is 100%, and the T-800 in the movie Terminator is 130%, then Robinson is at least 220%.

As for gray rain, it cannot be measured by that standard—she could write with tears in her eyes in a middle school Chinese exam essay question, sincerely hoping that the country's precipitation, river runoff, solar energy, and wind energy would increase tenfold.

It burned the AI ​​responsible for grading the papers.

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The players watched silently as Robinson removed his bottle-shaped left lung from his chest cavity, replaced it with a new bottle-shaped lung, and let out a long, satisfied sigh, "Phew—"

He placed the old lung on the table, and through the dashboard, he could see that the air pressure inside was zero, with no high-pressure gas residue remaining.

The two new lungs became translucent the moment they were installed. Robinson closed the lung skin, casually opened the freezer door, and quickly said, "It's been so long since I've breathed so freely. Help yourselves to the ice cream. Also, just a friendly reminder,"

His expression turned serious, and he said earnestly, "Your time is running out."

"Understood, thank you." Li Sheng took out matcha ice cream from the freezer, added some ice cubes, put it in an aluminum foil insulated bag, and without hesitation turned around and ran out onto the street, sprinting towards the town center.

"Why don't we wait until Centipede finishes repairing the house before we act?"

Mian Yue was panting heavily as she chased after them. As an agile ranged superhuman, she could run a marathon without breaking a sweat, but now she felt like she was wrapped in heavy weights, and every movement she made was consuming more and more energy.

Li Sheng didn't even turn his head. "There are six high-pressure gas cylinders in the church. Two were given to Robinson, leaving us with only four."

"What do you mean?"

Mianyue's eyelids twitched. She viewed the Dreamland through the lens of a scripted mission, assuming that the six gas cylinders in the church were a system-provided safety net to prevent any cylinders from being damaged in battle.

Li Sheng continued running towards the town center, turning around nimbly and quickly, and like Robinson, peeled back the skin of his chest and abdomen to reveal his extremely sophisticated mechanical internal organs.

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Claudia was so shocked she almost flew away. Her first thought was that Ant was up to his old tricks again, using his splicing tool to install mechanical parts on himself. But she quickly realized that Ant had been with the group the whole time and had no time to do such a thing.

Li Sheng turned around and said without looking back, "This is the passive effect of the Land of Dreams."

From the moment we begin to feel an abnormal fatigue, our bodies become like the mechanical bodies of town dwellers. Like them, we need regular lung replacements to stay alive. Otherwise, we'll only get more and more tired.

Mianyue's expression changed drastically. She touched her own hair and, sure enough, found a layer of skin underneath that could be lifted.

Upon opening, the bottled lung inside showed that only 10% of the high-pressure gas remained.

The same applies to the King of Mushrooms; his mushroom fiber internal organs were completely replaced by machinery, and because the replacement was so perfect, even he himself failed to notice anything unusual.

"No wonder the mana potion's effect has been greatly weakened, no wonder I can't open the player panel." Wanli Fengdao pursed his lips, feeling more annoyed than shocked.

I was annoyed that even though I'm a veteran level 33, I didn't realize it immediately.

"Don't worry about it. We are now in a dreamland and bound by the laws of this place. Moreover, the brains of carbon-based organisms are very simple. If you input pain, it will believe pain; if you input pleasure, it will believe pleasure."

Li Sheng offered a casual word of comfort, then walked through the streets and headed straight for the foot of the clock tower.

A little girl holding a jump rope emerged from the shadows and said quickly, "You're going to be late."

"Almost late, which means not late yet." Li Sheng handed over the insulated bag containing matcha ice cream. "How do we get into the castle?"

"Here you go." The little girl took out a brass key from her personal bag and handed it to Li Sheng. "This key was given to me by my brother Will. You'll still need to figure out how to get past those gargoyles."

If you see Will, please pass on this message for me.

"Mom's calling you home for dinner?" Li Sheng weighed the keys in his hand.

"No, it's time to let go." The little girl took a deep breath and disappeared again.

As she disappeared, the gargoyles perched atop the castle tower noticed Li Sheng and his companions, letting out sharp screechs and swooping down with flapping wings.

Exhausted from the repeated battles, Li Sheng remained silent, replacing his left lung with a new one, and then tossed the remaining three bottled lungs to Wanli Fengdao.

Little Knife Bro, Claudia, Mushroom King, and Cotton Moon. Four players, three gas cylinders—it's simply not enough.

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Before Wanli Fengdao could even begin to discuss the distribution, the Mushroom King drew two machetes, stepped past the crowd, turned slightly to Li Sheng, and asked, "After we find that astronaut Will, can we end all this? Find the exiled griffin, and restore our original bodies?"

Li Sheng nodded. "Okay."

“In that case, I will go into battle.” The mushroom king turned around, and billions of mycelia stretched out and moved on their own without wind.

(End of this chapter)