Chapter 2 Mental Link Network

In the second layer of the mental link network, Li Ang clearly conveyed his confused emotions.

Liu Wudai explained: [I was once invited to participate in a medium-security experimental project by the Special Affairs Bureau, researching and analyzing the effects of various offensive skills on supernatural creatures. My personal involvement in the experiment was relatively ordinary, but in the summary of various experimental data, there was a document titled with a flowing cloud pattern.]

Liu Wudai paused and said: [I didn't read that document, but judging from the impression of the two patterns, the similarity is over 90%. I don't know if this is a simple case of convergent evolution, or an accidental coincidence.]

Li Ang pondered for a moment, and replied: [If the Different Learning Society is related to this script world, then it will be interesting...]

As the leader of the mental link, he could actually detect the emotional fluctuations of the connected person to a certain extent. Liu Wudai didn't, and had no reason to lie—the Special Affairs Bureau was an extremely large system with a complex internal structure. Information might not be circulated between various institutions due to various confidentiality regulations.

Perhaps because of this, Ding Zhensiz's heart was calm just now in the mental link, and he didn't show too strong emotional fluctuations—he might not have participated in that experiment.

Oh right, speaking of Ding Zhensiz...

Li Ang raised his head and shouted forward: "Xiao Ding, why is the forward speed slowing down?"

"Huff, huff."

From inside the Kui Niu mecha, Ding Zhensiz's slightly dull panting could be heard, "The, the spiritual energy depletion effect ahead is even more obvious..."

In the instrument panel of his cockpit, the concentration of free energy in the surrounding environment was clearly displayed, slowly shifting from the [Low] column towards the [Extremely Low] red area.

Ding Zhensiz wasn't a player with a spellcaster profession, but some of the operating components of the Kui Niu mecha needed to be driven by spiritual energy.

Normally, this level of consumption could be completed by relying on the internal circulation of the Kui Niu mecha itself.

Now that the external free energy had dropped sharply, the source of energy had become Ding Zhensiz himself—he could feel at every moment that the spiritual power in his body was flowing like blood being drawn, flowing to various parts of the Kui Niu mecha.

It wasn't fatal, but it was as uncomfortable as a severe case of altitude sickness.

"You can't do that."

Li Ang, sitting upright on the sled, frowned and criticized: "How can you make excuses for your mistakes at work?

You young people of this generation are really getting worse and worse, more and more pampered, and you don't have the spirit of hard work at all.

When I was young, I had to weed, fertilize, water, reclaim wasteland, feed poultry, repair home appliances, go down into the mine to mine, and carry water up high mountains every day. When I had nothing to do, I would help the villagers slide and shovel away jackals, wolves, and tigers.

Alas, each generation is worse than the last.

Now you're slacking off at work, trying to be lazy whenever you can. Are you going to quit tomorrow? Are you going to embezzle and take bribes?

If you don't work hard, how can you live up to the expectations of your superiors?

Don't you think so, Xiao Ding?"

In a trance, Ding Zhensiz, who was dragging the sled, had a choking feeling like he had encountered a leader who was obviously an outsider but insisted on giving pointers when he had cooperated with other departments a long time ago.

Thanks, my low blood pressure has risen again.

"Cough cough."

Hohenheim, who was maintaining the reconnaissance spell to the minimum, coughed lightly, floated up from the sled, and looked forward, "The dungeon should be ahead."

The others also got off the sled and stood on a steep slope, looking down.

Three hundred meters ahead was a vast plain. The earth was torn apart, and three deep gaps, five hundred meters long, intersected each other on the scorched earth.

The soil at the center of the intersection collapsed, revealing a dark and lightless black cave, like the bloody maw of a demon.

With the help of the light, one could vaguely see a long stone staircase leading downwards at the entrance of the cave.

The group walked down the slope. The closer they got to the cave, the more noisy the Kui Niu mecha's sensor alarms became. Dozens of alarms detecting high-energy reactions overlapped, forcing him to lower the volume and turn off the external speakers.

"Just standing here gives me an ominous premonition."

Li Ang stood in front of the cave, with his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and said calmly: "In an RPG game, you should get a save point before entering this kind of large maze.

Like a lantern, torch, bonfire, candlestick..."

"They're all related to light,"

Amberly tilted her head and said casually, "Because light and warmth can give people a sense of security?"

"From the perspective of game level design, that's right. But some games put save points in the bathroom,"

Li Ang said lightly, "Maybe the smell of ammonia can also be reassuring."

???

What kind of new humans can find the smell of ammonia sweet? Avatars from outer space?

Li Ang ignored the strange expressions on the faces of his other companions, took a step forward, squatted down, made a cone shape with his palms, and slowly probed into the cave below the horizon.

A few seconds later, he retracted his palms like lightning, rubbed the beard of his dragon head mask, and pondered solemnly.

"Mmm..."

Hohenheim asked: "What's wrong?"

"The air below is circulating."

Li Ang pondered: "The wind speed is relatively weak, but it is indeed flowing. This shows that the cave has at least one or more exits connecting to the ground."

He turned around and placed the palm of his hand, which he had just extended into the underground cave, on David's nose, "Smell it."

"Uh?"

David was stunned for a moment, "Smell what?"

"The smell on my hand."

Li Ang said matter-of-factly: "Light the candle, the ghost blows out the light, the rooster crows and the light goes out, don't touch the gold. (A saying about tomb raiding.)

Originally, I wanted to take a chicken out and throw it into the cave to see if the air below was poisonous,

But this script mission prohibits summoning skills, so I made a chicken head shape with my palm and scooped up a handful of air for you to smell and see if it's poisonous.

After all, your physique is the best among us, with great power comes great responsibility."

??? So if the smell is poisonous, I'll be the first to be poisoned?

And shouldn't the saying "with great power comes great responsibility" be something that the strong advise themselves?

And why don't you let Ding Zhensiz's Kui Niu mecha sensors smell the air?

Even if it's not poisonous below, I don't want to have a chance to smell the stench!

The expression on David's face was a little stiff. He held back for a moment and suppressed the urge to complain.

He tugged at his slightly tight suit tie, stepped forward, and extended the Judge's Spear into the underground cave. After a moment, he raised the spear,

Carefully observed the color change on the tip of the spear, and nodded to the others, "The air below is a bit stuffy, but it should be fine."

"In that case, let's go down first."

Hohenheim sighed, and the group, illuminated by the searchlights of the Kui Niu mecha,

With David leading the way, walked along the steps into the depths of the cave.