298: Interstellar Mining Ship

It was less an island and more a super-massive mining vessel. The large mouth seen in the darkness was actually engineering machinery, constantly transferring earth and rock into its hold. This ship's hold could even transform, growing larger the more it carried, appearing like a mobile island on the sea.

This was, unexpectedly, a bizarre mechanical island.

The Angels' attention, however, was on the Ghosts. Discovering that their opponents were only Tier 4 small monsters, and that light attacks would deal double damage, the tense expressions on their faces immediately relaxed.

Slaying weaklings—this was the kind of task Angels loved most!

At Mu Jiu's command, these Angels immediately flew out and began to slay the Ghosts in the air.

There were many Ghosts, but they were no match for the Angels. They died with a single touch from an Angel's Holy Flame Sword. Before long, the entire sky was cleared.

The entire mechanical island lost the protection of the Ghosts and was exposed to the direct illumination of the sun lamps.

There were many obvious signs of artificial mechanical activity on it.

"Let's go, we'll go to the island to have a look!"

Han Huohuo was very curious about this island. He himself possessed a Mechanical Army, and this island was clearly related to mechanicals.

Northern Darkness flew over, and Mu Jiu and Han Huohuo sat on it together. Jiang Xiaowen, for some reason, also wanted to go and see. Perhaps after witnessing the Angels' bravery, she was no longer afraid.

Zheng He commanded the fleet to stay outside and provide support.

The Angel troops and gundam troops took off together and flew towards the island.

Flying in the air, they saw that the island below was thousands of square kilometers, equivalent to two Xiamen cities, which was a little frightening. In front were countless automated mechanicals digging earth. In the middle of the island, there was also something like a metal palace, towering high, with portholes and radar, looking very much like the bridge of a ship controlling the vessel.

"Let's go see if this island is being operated by someone!"

The gundam flew over first. These mechs were fearless. They landed at the entrance of the metal palace, only to find it empty.

Only then did Han Huohuo pilot Northern Darkness down, with the Angels flying along with him.

This palace had a clear high-tech style, but perhaps due to the passage of time, its outer surface was somewhat rusty.

Han Huohuo walked over, gently wiped it, and removed the rust, discovering that the metal inside was still as bright as new, which was very magical. These rust spots seemed more like they were caused by external dirt.

Pushing open the metal door, Han Huohuo's heart stirred. He had seen this kind of door before. How was it more like the door of a starship?

Inside was a corridor. After only a few steps, Han Huohuo saw some human remains.

They were holding weapons and wearing strange space suits.

Upon inspection, the weapons had been fired, and the space suits were intact, with no discernible cause of death.

However, the bodies had long since dried up. It was unknown how many years these people had been dead. Judging by their distorted expressions, it looked more like they had been scared to death.

One corpse after another.

It was quiet.

Following the corridor, they found many rooms inside: laboratories, medical rooms, rest rooms, exercise rooms, and so on.

Han Huohuo turned a corner and first arrived at the main control room.

This was also the high point of the bridge, serving as both the main control room and the cockpit.

Pushing open the door to the main control room, Han Huohuo saw two corpses still sitting in front of the control panel, long since desiccated and motionless.

They were facing a huge screen that read: [Emergency Automatic Program Running].

Han Huohuo approached and examined the controller. It had very few keys. He pressed for a long time with no response. He was sure he couldn't understand this thing; it was simply too high-tech.

Suddenly, the screen flashed, and a line of text appeared: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Huh? Does this automatic program have Artificial Intelligence?

"And who are you? Why have you come to my territory?"

The screen began typing rapidly: [We are a starship mining vessel, executing an automatic mining program, collecting all soil, rock, and mineral resources on this planet. Whoever you are, please do not interfere with our operation.]

Han Huohuo found this Artificial Intelligence too primitive, feeling a bit like it was mentally deficient. It didn't even know its own family members were all dead.

"Please cease your mining activities. You have infringed upon our interests."

[Do you wish to modify the program? Please enter your authorization!]

Han Huohuo had no authorization whatsoever. After fiddling for a long time, he found that this Artificial Intelligence Retard showed no reaction at all.

He took out his blade of doomsday and directly set fire to the controller.

You know, the computer in this control room was quite sturdy. It burned for a long time without melting, and the damaged metal would slowly recover. Han Huohuo wasn't giving up, so he took out his Ice Blade and applied both fire and ice.

Using the power of thermal expansion and contraction, the control panel began to deform.

"Stop! I'll give you a junior authorization right away, violence is bad!" The screen stopped typing and began to shout, like a sharp female voice.

Han Huohuo was dumbfounded. This Artificial Intelligence Retard could actually be scared? And, this thing could talk? So was it typing just now to show off?

Putting away his twin swords, this time the fellow was much more cooperative.

Han Huohuo asked, "What kind of ship is this, and what exactly is going on? I'll give you three seconds to answer."

The Artificial Intelligence Retard quickly replied, "I am just a machine, and there are many things I don't know. However, my navigation records show that we came from distant outer space, a vessel for exploring interstellar minerals. Later, for reasons unknown to me, the crew suddenly all died, and I took over this ship."

"So you knew everyone here died? Your masters are dead, so why are you still digging up other people's islands?"

"That is my program setting!"

"Then cancel it immediately!"

The Artificial Intelligence Retard secretly glanced at Han Huohuo, originally wanting to say it didn't have enough authorization to cancel the mission, but seeing the fierce glint in his eyes, it didn't dare to speak out, and secretly gave Han Huohuo a higher level of authorization.

"Yes, sir, I will cancel it immediately!"

The roar of the mechanicals at the bow of the ship outside stopped.

"How long has this ship been flying?"

"According to the flight records, it's probably been over three hundred million years. The crew began dying off one after another starting a hundred million years ago. At that time, they were still in a state of slumber, then one after another died. Some crew members woke up, but still didn't survive, and eventually died."

Han Huohuo's hair stood on end. This sounded like a horror story.

Why would these crew members die inexplicably? Could it be Ghosts? Han Huohuo secretly guessed.

"Was it the Ghosts?"

"I don't know, what are Ghosts? I can't see them!" The Artificial Intelligence Retard's answer was always so unexpected.

This thing couldn't even detect Ghosts, so naturally, these crew members couldn't see them either. They 100% died at the hands of Ghosts, but where did the Ghosts come from?