This game is so weird!

An hour later, thanks to the efforts of seven players including Bard and Muyu, seven sets of rudimentary armor equipped with field control modules were completed.

During the research, Bard discovered that the impact cannon had an internal lock with built-in integrity verification. Disassembling the impact cannon would directly trigger the security device and burn out the internal circuitry. Therefore, he and Muyu discussed and made some adjustments to the production plan. After removing the battery, they used the freezing solution in the factory to cool the machine to freeze the location of the security device in the impact cannon. Then, they used a welding gun to precisely melt the security device from the outside before disassembling it.

Once the disassembly and testing of the position control module is successful, things will be much simpler.

One player used an impact cannon to control a metal plate to float in the air, while other players used welding guns and small hammers to cut and shape the titanium alloy plate, quickly creating the shape of a wristband, successfully combining the impact cannon's field control device with the wristband.

Wooden Fish put on impact gloves, spread his five fingers forward in the Er Kang hand gesture, and a blue gravity field appeared in front of his palm, pulling a metal plate into the air. As his five fingers suddenly spread outward, the metal plate flew out and embedded itself in the rock layer on the floor of the lounge.

"Nice!"

Feeling the joy of manipulating gravity through the movements of his fingers, the wooden fish couldn't help but clench its fist and shout.

Bard, Night Rain, and a group of players excitedly gathered around. Just now, fearing that there might be an accidental injury to the NPCs during the experiment, Night Rain and the others had pulled Bard behind some metal plates to hide.

After all, it doesn't matter if you hurt the player; they'll be fine again in a few seconds. But if you accidentally kill the quest NPC, that would be troublesome, especially if it's a research talent like Bard who has a special role.

After the experiment was successful, Ye Yu and Mu Yu paid far more attention to Bard than to the bald Marcus, who was suspected to be the main character of the plot. They even started to consider how to trick him into becoming a researcher at the base.

What we need isn't experts or scholars, but this kind of unorthodox approach!

After their initial success, the team increased their production efficiency and produced six sets of force control gloves and armor in succession.

Just as they were about to finish making the last set, Marcus, who had gone to investigate the mine entrance, walked over with a frown.

"The situation is not good. The abandoned mine that was originally planned has now become a beastman's lair, and there are many beastmen laborers working there from above."

"What's most worrying is that there are traces of predator activity inside."

"A predator?"

Night Rain asked curiously, and Marcus turned to look at Night Rain, explaining to the unaware ally, "Raiders are Orcish flying units."

"Originally native to the subterranean planet Sera, they were controlled and modified by the Orcs through unknown means, becoming their flying mounts and aerial units, causing us a great deal of trouble."

"On the elevator in the abandoned mine, we are easily attacked by raptors from the air. It is difficult for cavalry assault rifles to eliminate them quickly, so continuing into the abandoned mine is too risky. It is better to choose another route to the bottom."

Night Rain imagined the characteristics of the raptor in her mind: a flying underground creature with a lot of health, and attacks from all directions would indeed be very annoying.

But that was before. Now, with guns and cannons, and even gravity-manipulation armor, mere raiders shouldn't be a problem.

To be on the safe side, it's best if players try it out first.

After communicating with White Cat and the other team leaders and demonstrating the performance of the new armor, the other teams agreed to send people down to clean the mine together.

White Cat even excitedly pulled out a scanner to scan the field-operated armor on Wooden Fish's body, but unfortunately, it failed halfway through the scan due to an illegal modification warning.

Muyu shrugged helplessly. They had just succeeded, but they couldn't convert the armor into a blueprint. They guessed it was because they had used a module that disassembled the impact cannon.

The only option is to go back and create a separate armor blueprint with reserved glove slots for mass production at the workbench, and then manually disassemble the impact cannon to make field control gloves. The two can then be combined to form field control armor.

Seeing this, White Cat, Black Duck, and the other players were also disappointed. They thought they could make a set themselves when they got back, but they still ordered a set of armor from Wooden Fish that would be mass-produced later.

After communicating with Marcus and Bard, most of the players formed a vanguard team and stood on the elevator platform at the edge of the mine, which occupied half of the mine shaft.

Six players wearing field-operation armor stood in front, each with a mortar shell and some titanium alloy plates at their feet. Four players with assault rifles stood behind them to provide cover, while also preparing to provide the players in front with alloy plates as ammunition.

"Attention everyone! Armored players, act as meat shields and pull the monsters in front, using gravity manipulation to disrupt the raider's movements. You can use metal plates as blades to attack during gaps. Players behind, focus on the raider's head or the orcs on its body and provide suppressive fire."

White Cat stood at the edge of the mine and shouted to the players on the elevator. Since they were going to attack anyway, they didn't need to worry about sneaking around or hiding, given how loud the elevator was.

"In the first round of attacks, armored players should remember to throw the mortar shells at their feet. Don't fire the same shell twice. Take turns throwing them and try to take down all six raiders."

"Great!!" The players standing on the elevator were very excited, showing no signs of going to fight the orcs to the death.

New maps, new enemies, and even new weapons and new gameplay.

Could there be anything happier than this?

It's just that the underground mine is too dark, and the occasional roars from the orcs are a bit scary, otherwise everyone would be having a blast.

Take care on your journey.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Marcus said gravely. In his view, these excited soldiers were just like soldiers going to the battlefield to test new weapons. He had seen them many times in his more than ten years of war, but none of them were as excited as the players in front of him, and not many of them would come back alive.

After speaking, Marcus pulled the control lever, and the elevator platform vibrated and began to slowly descend.

Marcus, Bard, and Dom quickly ran to the edge of the mine and, like White Cat and Night Rain, crouched near the cliff, sticking out their gun barrels to prepare for cover fire.

Just then, Marcus heard Bard whisper to Night Rain, "How confident are you?"

"Ten out of ten, either the mine will be emptied, or they'll all die down there."

The roar of the elevator starting up instantly attracted the attention of the predator that was resting on the mine wall. Like a nightmare from the underground, the predator released its segmented tentacles and flew into the mine, rushing upwards from several angles.

The convicts on the path along the edge of the rock wall also realized what was happening and scrambled towards the well opening on all fours, preparing to jump onto the elevator and eliminate these uninvited guests.

Battle is imminent.

The three fastest-flying predators rushed onto the platform, but before they could even unfurl their tentacle-like claws and roar, they were struck by three mortar shells that were launched at them, exploding in the air in a burst of sparks mixed with blood and flesh.

The blood splattered on the beastmen laborers below, but instead of making them flinch, they roared angrily and charged forward.