Up to now, the two had found three traces left by Dilina. After braving numerous dangers, they had finally reaped some rewards.
The pair carefully inspected the other compartments and discovered another, which had been the residence of "Heavy Hammer" Xu Shilong, a legendary sailor from the Four Hundred Warriors.
There were multiple versions of legends concerning Xu Shilong’s background and origin.
The more credible one held that he was from the military of the Star State, possibly a member of some secret laboratory. His profession was a "Potential Energy Courier," able to convert various potential energies into impactful force, with each punch unleashing tremendous destructive power.
"`So, Dilina and Xu Shilong were the links between the Four Hundred Warriors and the military cooperation,`" Qing Ruyan analyzed. "`But why would the powerful military want to work closely with the Four Hundred Warriors? Even though the Four Hundred Warriors is strong, the military never lacks professionals.`"
The history of hundreds of years ago was complex and puzzling, and the two could not find any clues.
At this moment, Dora’s excited shout suddenly came from outside, "`President, President, where are you? Come and see what we’ve found!`"
Qing Ruyan and Chen Gu went outside. Dora came up to meet them, took Qing Ruyan’s hand, and started to run, "`Quick, come and see!`"
On one side of the battleship’s wreckage lay a deep pit filled with glass-like substances—the den of the Burning Tyrannosaurus Rex. Peculiarly, the area was piled with all sorts of things that were either weirdly shaped, brightly colored, or glittering.
Most were useless, such as twisted tree roots that had died centuries ago, or rocks embedded with large patches of mica. But there were also some useful items, like intact heavy mechas and large energy generators.
These things were likely left by explorers who had come before. As for what had become of their owners, it went without saying.
However, the rest of the team was gathered on the other side, and Dora pulled Qing Ruyan into the mix, "`President, please look at this!`"
In the center of their circle was a flattened, semi-spherical metallic head.
Qing Ruyan frowned, "`What is this?`"
It looks like an ancient heavy mecha too, she surmised.
Leder smiled and said, "`For this expedition, we did a lot of work, one aspect of which was collecting various materials from that era.`"
Qing Ruyan replied with a frown, "`Get to the point.`"
"`This is a special-purpose mobile weapons station of the Confederation from that era, with the internal code [VSG-47]. Few people outside knew about it. Its main purpose was—mining super life form remains!`"
"`Hmm?`" Qing Ruyan’s interest was piqued. "`Its presence here means that super life forms indeed perished back then, and the Confederation mined them for a time?`"
Leder nodded excitedly, "`Not only that, but this type of mining weapon station was expensive to build, each one a significant asset of the Confederation, never to be discarded lightly."
"`Its appearance here suggests that the mining operation might have been interrupted by some accident back then, with the military even lacking the time to retrieve these weapons stations."
"`That also means they likely didn’t have time to collect all the harvested remains—this [VSG-47] might still contain super life form remains that were mined back then!"
"`If we’re even luckier, this device might still retain the coordinates of every location it operated in. As long as the data isn’t damaged, we could use these coordinates to find the spots where they mined super life form remains!`"
Excitement glinted in everyone’s eyes, especially Liu Shichan’s.
Of course, everyone knew that with the electromagnetic chaos in the Yingudusi Devil’s Pit, such data should have been corrupted long ago after several hundred years. But there was still that sliver of hope.
Qing Ruyan immediately said, "`Dig this thing out!`"
The crew was full of motivation, and it only took them about fifteen minutes to excavate the intact [VSG-47].
This contraption was essentially still a mobile weapon station, so it was massive, much larger than a typical heavy mecha, almost resembling a metal fortress.
Even in their demise, super life forms would exert a profound and lasting impact on the surrounding environment, causing the numbers of various dangerous species to surge. To ensure safety during collection, the Confederation would refit mobile weapon stations into such gathering devices.
The crew lifted the [VSG-47] out. Its towering seven-meter stature and enormously sturdy body gave it an almost "short and stout" appearance from a distance. Read complete version only at Nove1Fire.net
On each side of its semi-spherical, flattened head, one side was equipped with three rapid-fire weapons, while the other held an eight-tube missile launcher.
Its entire body was protected by heavy armor, with a row of machine guns positioned on its chest. Four mechanical arms extended outward; three were directly fitted with various weapons, leaving only one arm equipped with a five-in-one collection device...
The outer sides of its two robust mechanical legs also bore various high-power weapons. It truly was armed to the teeth.
Leder rubbed his hands together excitedly, "`Come, let me see how to open it. I remember the hatch is right here...`"
Due to its age, all security measures had long since failed. Leder found the mechanism and pulled forcefully, but it didn’t trigger any of the [VSG-47]’s warning systems. However, the hatch still didn’t open.
He examined it for a moment, "`It’s jammed.`"
"`Hu Ling, come and give me a hand.`"
Hu Ling roared and transformed into the Hell Titan. Following Leder’s direction, he forcefully pried the hatch open.
The armored hatch crashed down heavily, revealing a staircase inside.
Hu Ling shone a flashlight inside and then prudently ordered, "`Old Mo, you go in first.`"
Old Mo’s complexion was still somewhat ashen. The Burning Tyrannosaurus Rex had caused him severe harm. He mustered his strength and transformed into flowing sand, streaming up the steps.
After a while, a series of thudding noises suddenly echoed from within the [VSG-47], growing closer and startling everyone. Dora raised her gun without hesitation.
A dark figure suddenly rushed out from the hatch. Dora shot it accurately, blasting the figure to pieces.
Old Mo’s hoarse laugh came from behind the hatch. Only then did everyone see clearly that the dark figure was a mummified corpse in an ancient military uniform, likely the pilot of the [VSG-47].
Old Mo had thrown it out to deliberately scare them.
The group cursed out loud, "`Despicable!`"
Qing Ruyan expressed her dissatisfaction, "`After all, he was a martyr of the Star Nation and should not be desecrated in such a manner!`"
Old Mo chuckled dryly a couple of times and dared not fool around anymore. He stretched out a patch of flowing sand from the hatch, which formed into his own face. "`There’s no danger. Come on in.`"
One by one, the team entered. The interior was somewhat spacious, and they quickly gathered around a two-meter-square sealed box.
Anyone could tell that this was the collection box; if there were any findings, they would definitely be inside it.
A seal still hung on the box. Old Mo had refrained from taking any private spoils in advance.