144: Chapter 144 Dimensional Reduction Problem Solving Method

Translucent electromagnetic brainwaves rippled through the secret chamber like water.

The blue light in the eye sockets of the twelve Cyber Iron Corpses flickered on and off. Their heavy iron bodies stumbled under the electromagnetic interference, resembling rusted clockwork dolls.

Gu Shen wiped his fingertips across his jaw, flicking the oozing nosebleed onto the ground.

The dizziness caused by the backlash to his Divine Sense had not yet fully faded when the "Living Specimen Zero"—whose lower body was fused with tank treads and tumors—launched a counterattack.

The treads crushed the bluestone floor, emitting a teeth-gritting grinding sound.

The monster's massive body was like a rampaging war chariot, using the cover of the electromagnetic storm to bear down on Gu Shen.

At the same time, four mechanical arms flashing with cold metallic light extended from the thick, tentacle-like cables on its back, striking from four tricky angles like vipers baring their fangs.

"Master, the target's physical kinetic energy has reached the peak of the Second Tier. Its core computing power is locking onto your movement trajectory!"

The mechanical spider clung tightly to Gu Shen's shoulder, its eight mechanical legs digging deep into the fabric of his gray robes.

Its red-and-blue alternating detection eye scanned the dome rapidly: "That thickest black main cable behind it is the neural hub connecting the entire server room's computing power. Sever it, and its electromagnetic storm will collapse on its own!"

"Retreat."

Gu Shen parted his lips slightly, spitting out a cold syllable.

The shadow shoes under his feet shimmered with dark light. His figure moved like a night owl flying close to the ground, slipping straight through the gaps in the four mechanical arms' assault.

With a slight movement of his ten fingers, the Soul-Pulling Threads tightened.

Under Gu Shen's micro-manipulation, the twelve stumbling Cyber Iron Corpses did not retreat. Instead, braving the electromagnetic storm, they charged forward together to meet the monster's treads.

"Using Puppets fused from two worlds to carry a Wasteland chariot—let's see whose bones are harder."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dull impact sounds were like dense thunder drums. The Iron Corpses knew no fear, using their arms reinforced with mutated wood marrow to tightly embrace the monster's treads and mechanical arms.

High-speed rotating gears churned up a sky full of blood and sparks against the Iron Corpses' flesh. The dark gold iron bones were carved with deep grooves, but they stood like a rusted iron wall, forcing the monster's charging momentum to a complete halt.

"Drip... computing power overflow... need to eliminate obstacles..."

The monster's speaker emitted an emotionless, electronically synthesized voice. It raised two modified steel giant arms, attempting to tear apart the Iron Corpses clinging to its body.

Gu Shen was waiting precisely for this moment of respite while it was entangled.

He did not go directly to cut the main cable connected to the server cabinet.

A Cultivator's intuition told him that since the Wasteland Pioneer dared to soak its brain in a vat, that "lifeline" maintaining its computing power could not possibly lack defensive measures.

Gu Shen raised his head, his gaze passing over the monster's head and landing on the thick, crisscrossing pipes on the dome of the server room.

"Crab, at three o'clock above, what is inside that pipe painted with yellow warning paint?"

The mechanical spider's probe flickered: "That is the server room's liquid nitrogen cooling pipe! It is mixed with anti-corrosive strong acid condensate!"

"Very good."

Gu Shen gripped his thunder pattern gold-slaying blade, bending his knees slightly.

The powerful explosive force granted by the Bone Refining Art vibrated in his leg bones. He launched himself like a fully drawn bowstring, stepping on an overturned server cabinet nearby to borrow force and soar into the air.

While in mid-air, the dark cyan mana in his Dantian was poured into the blade without reservation.

Zing!

A deep blue thunderbolt drew a blinding half-moon under the dim dome. Gu Shen's target was not the monster, but that yellow cooling pipe suspended directly above it.

Sizzle!

The top-grade fierce gold combined with Geng Metal Sword Qi, slicing through the rusted alloy pipe wall without any resistance.

Gu Shen's figure folded back like a falling leaf, landing steadily ten steps away.

"Hiss—hiss—"

At the break in the pipe, the high-pressure stored liquid nitrogen mixed with strong acid condensate poured down like a broken dam, dousing the monster's massive body below!

"Warning... temperature abnormal..."

The monster's speaker emitted an extremely sharp alarm.

The sub-zero liquid nitrogen instantly formed a thick layer of frost on the monster's exposed dark red tumors, while the strong acid mercilessly corroded the mechanical treads and gear gaps in its lower body.

White smoke rose, and a pungent, sour stench permeated the entire server room.

The bearings of the monster's lower treads were corroded by the strong acid, and its lubricating oil was frozen by the liquid nitrogen, emitting a "creak" as they completely jammed.

Moreover, the cascading condensate also poured onto the thick main cable behind the monster's head.

The insulating rubber wrapping the cable softened and peeled away under the erosion of the strong acid, exposing the fragile red copper wire cores and optical fibers inside.

"Now."

A cold, fierce glint flashed in the depths of Gu Shen's eyes.

He advanced instead of retreating, using the cover of the sky-filling acid mist, stepping on his shadow shoes, and turning into a gray ghost as he closed in.

"Thunder Sound Slash!"

The gold-severing saber left its sheath once again. This time, Gu Shen pushed the Thunder-Magnetic Force on the blade to its limit.

The deep blue thunderbolt, like an enraged mad snake, detached from the blade edge.

The blade struck precisely at the gap in the cable corroded by the strong acid.

The gold-severing sharpness cut through the fragile wire cores, and that violent Thunder-Magnetic Force followed the broken copper wires, pouring back into the dozens of micro-computing matrices around it at the speed of light!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dull explosions erupted one after another inside the black server cabinets around the room, sparks flying everywhere. The circuit boards were forcibly burned through by the Cultivation World's thunder techniques, and the dark green indicator lights extinguished in swathes.

Physical network disconnection. Physical power disconnection.

The pervasive electromagnetic brainwave storm in the secret chamber, after this strike, stopped abruptly like a duck whose neck was being strangled.

"Spiritual Qi... computing power... disconnected..."

The last few noises came from the speaker on the monster's head, and the mechanical red light in its right eye dimmed rapidly.

Having lost the support of the supercomputer's computing power, the brain soaking in the glass cover turned back into a fragile piece of dead meat.

Gu Shen did not give it any chance to linger on.

He stepped on the shoulder of an Iron Corpse to leap up, twisting his body in mid-air.

The gold-severing saber turned into a ribbon of light.

Crack!

A crisp sound of glass shattering rang out. The transparent glass cover protecting the monster's brain was smashed by a single slash.

The blade's momentum did not diminish, plunging deep into the gray-white sulci of the brain, as Geng Metal Qi churned violently within it.

Brain matter splattered, and filthy fluid flowed everywhere.

This "Living Specimen Zero," a Fusion of the Wasteland's highest technology and a Cultivator's remains, had its massive body twitch twice violently before finally collapsing like a toppled iron tower, crashing heavily into the messy puddles on the ground.

Dead silence returned to the hidden server room on the Fourth Underground Level.

Gu Shen stood leaning on his saber, his chest heaving slightly.

He looked coldly at the wreckage on the ground, extended his left hand, and moved his ten fingers slightly.

The twelve battered Cyber Iron Corpses—some of which even had half their bodies crushed by the treads—stood up shakily under the control of the Soul-Pulling Threads, realigning behind him.

As long as the Fusion batteries in their chests were still running, and as long as the mutated wood marrow had not run dry, they were Gu Shen's most loyal bulwark.

Gu Shen walked forward, pressing one hand onto Specimen Zero's ruined skull.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the [Heaven and Earth Furnace] emitted a vast, ancient vibration.

"Refine."

Pale, miserable flames of the Great Dao surged out like a tide, swallowing this half-mechanical, half-flesh monster along with the acid and machine oil on the ground entirely.