Chapter 395 [Free Machinery]

The witch held the goods and moved them in an unskilled manner.

From her strength, it was not very scientific.

At first glance, she was the type who lacked exercise.

Although the weight of these goods was not too heavy, it was still too much for a girl like her who lacked exercise.

When moving the goods, even her walking posture seemed shaky.

It seemed that she would fall at any time.

The area she was responsible for happened to be the area around the deck. The light source nearby was relatively good, but there were few people, only three or five witches, who would occasionally pass by.

Chen Ye realized that this was a great opportunity for him!

But in order to avoid any eventuality, some procedures were still required.

He activated the talent of [Blood Word Research], opened the panel in front of him, and sent a message to Chenxi.

That's right!

It was to borrow the barrier in the jade bottle for use.

Soon, Chenxi gave the Jade Bottle to Chen Ye through [Trade], and reported the battle between the Undead Guild and the Wutian Guild:

"At present, the battle between the Undead Guild and the Wutian Guild has eased."

"It seems... both sides have the intention to put it aside for the time being for the 20 million trade items."

"You must be more careful on your side. If you need our help, please contact us at any time."

Chen Ye simply replied with a "OK", and then refocused his attention on the solitary witch.

Just then...

Receiving the spiritual picture transmitted by Yu Xian, he suddenly found that the airship suddenly started to accelerate, and the flames discharged from the jet port were like a meteor sweeping the tail, carrying the huge hull, and suddenly accelerated towards the witch's ship.

Chen Ye immediately realized that this was an opportunity!

The next second...

He rushed out of the night without hesitation, and the shortest path conceived in his mind, in just a few breaths, arrived at the side of the solitary witch.

In the jade bottle, fluorescent light spots swayed and covered the surroundings.

When the formation was set up...

Chen Ye played the [Soul Crossing Sound] without hesitation, controlling the witch's mind.

The witch's eyes were dull for a moment, and then her movements became more coordinated, and her posture of carrying goods became more smooth and natural.

"It feels like this!"

Chen Ye smiled slightly, watching the witch skillfully carrying goods under his control, and suddenly felt that the other party should thank him?

He calculated the time and realized that the time for the airship to sprint should be about the same.

At this moment...

The witch suddenly staggered, and her figure seemed to return to the state of losing control. She couldn't keep her balance and fell forward.

The gunpowder in her hand happened to fly out of her hand, across the deck, and flew outside.

Boom! ! !

A bright fire, accompanied by smoke rising into the sky, exploded more than ten meters away from the hull.

"What's going on?"

The witches on the ship were all startled.

When they arrived near the deck, they found a pale witch, slumped on the ground, with a pile of scattered gunpowder nearby.

The witch's mouth curled unnaturally, as if she couldn't hold back and was about to cry, sobbing like a mosquito:

"I really didn't mean it... I really didn't mean it..."

A deep black vortex suddenly appeared on the ground near the witch, slowly outlining the outline of the [Lord of the Night].

At this moment, the [Lord of the Night] looked a little uglier. He stared at the witch for a moment, but said nothing. He just looked at the sky above his head and said coldly:

"Be on alert!"

"If there are any variables next, all of you must do your best to deal with it!"

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In the airship, under the huge hot air balloon, the dim bonfire illuminated the steel-cast material of the ground.

As the flames flickered, several rough men with stubble on their faces played cards aimlessly.

"Damn it! Isn't this the underground world? How come there is a sea made of bones?"

"Those guys in the forum seemed to say that something happened in the Grand Canyon... Now, I didn't see any shadow of the canyon at all, but I saw the sea... Oh, damn! It's still a sea made of bones... Are we not entering any dungeon forbidden area?"

"It seems that as long as we maintain a certain altitude, there will be no danger for the time being. But I don't know when we can leave this damn place."

The players sitting in the airship are members of the "Free Machinery" guild.

Of course, at the beginning, this "Free Machinery" was actually composed of a bunch of craftsmen.

It is planned to recruit some players with construction capabilities to work together, which may slightly increase the living space.

But with the rapid development and rise of the "Manufacturing Association" created by Tang Wu, it naturally snatched all the high-quality craftsman professions among the players.

Therefore, after a period of decline, all the talents in the [Craftsman] sequence of "Free Machinery" were lost, and it was actually just an ordinary guild organization.

To put it bluntly...

Come as you like, leave as you like.

In a game like Weird Era, almost every player is profit-seeking.

To put it bluntly, joining a solo guild is no different from joining a chat group, at most you can just get to know the other members.

Of course...

In order not to make the guild you created look useless, you will occasionally post some tasks that are not difficult, have no rewards, and have no value, just like a task platform... But to be precise, in terms of scale, it is not even as large as some hunter guilds, which are alliance gangs established for the purpose of hunting or bounty.

But then, "Free Machinery" unexpectedly ushered in a turning point!

By some coincidence, the president "Sean" actually obtained this airship from the dungeon.

It has the ability to fly!

This can be said to be a rare good thing in the weird era!

Not every player has the ability to fly.

For the guild, the most important thing about the airship is that it has the ability to fly collectively.

This means that the mobility of the entire guild will change fundamentally.

Therefore...

"Free Machinery" can be regarded as ushering in a turning point in development.

Relying on the mobility of the airship, it took the lead in recruiting a group of players who have a need for it from the organization.

Driven by these experts...

The guild naturally developed slowly.

Although it is completely incomparable with the top player guilds, at least there are several leading players sitting in charge, which can be regarded as having the confidence to expand.

Therefore, this guild named "Free Machinery" originally intended to develop with [Craftsmen] as the core, but it collapsed halfway and became a guild of individual players. As a result, it was rebuilt with the help of an ancient mechanical relic. It can be said to be a wonderful fate.

Although the current "Free Machinery" has nothing to do with [Craftsmen], and the logic of the internal development of the organization is not similar to that of the "Manufacturing Association", after owning the airship, it can be regarded as a group of small-scale elite players.

Moreover, with the help of the airship, the strategy of large and small dungeons seems to be related to the relic.

A sufficient amount of firepower was obtained.

Therefore...

The "Free Machinery" guild was also given a kind of free beauty.

If there is any organization that goes against them, then taste the power of gunfire!

Declarations symbolizing freedom are often related to firearms.

This, combined with the name of the guild "Free Machinery", also has a wonderful fate.

"Look!"

"There seems to be a flash of explosion there..."

"I smell the smell of gunpowder, come and see, there seems to be something down there!"

A girl in a cap wearing a jacket, short hair, clean face and capable manners, stood on the deck and suddenly exclaimed.

This sentence immediately attracted the accomplices around.

I saw a little sporadic flame under the Sea of ​​Dead Wrecks, as if it was coming out from the bottom of the sea.

Although it was barely visible, for the members of the "Free Machinery" guild, hearing the sound of firearms exploding was like returning home.

Even a hint of sulfur could not escape their sense of smell.

There is no way, dealing with these things every day, it is too difficult not to be familiar with them!

This is not...

No one expected that they could still see their familiar old friends in this dark Sea of ​​Dead Wrecks!

"It seems to be true!"

"There is gunpowder in this damn place? Is there a relic copy in it?"

"Don't think too much. The area we entered must be a copy. It is unlikely that there are other mezzanine copies."

"And this place has a lot to do with [Undead], but it has nothing to do with machinery."

"Maybe there are other players here!"

"Then why didn't we find any traces of other players?"

"Are you stupid? To be able to move around in this place, you must have some stealth skills..."

"Fuck, there won't be any other player forces hiding nearby, watching us?"

"Maybe... Look at this place. It's so quiet, and the sound of our airship is so loud. It will attract other players or guild organizations. It won't be a strange thing."

"If there are other guilds, what should we do?"

"What should we do? Of course, give them some bullets! Then, tell them to hand over the treasures!"

The crowd suddenly became agitated.

At this moment, a dull voice like thunder came from the back of the control room of the airship:

"What are you yelling about!"

When this voice came out, the whole airship suddenly became quiet.

From the cabin, a figure wearing riding boots, wearing a mane on his head, with a goatee, and a demeanor as unrestrained as a prodigal, but with extremely sharp eyes, walked out.

He held a wine jug supported by a leather bag in his hand, and took a sip of wine. His face suddenly became ruddy, slightly drunk, and his steps were shaky.

He looked like a sloppy, disheveled drunkard.

But just such a drunkard, the moment he appeared here, the whole place fell silent.

"Boss!"

The members behind saw the newcomer and greeted him respectfully.

That's right, the drunkard who appeared here was the guild leader of "Free Machinery" - Sean.

"What are you doing here, playing cards or drinking? Why are you making so much noise?" Sean muttered impatiently, and as he spoke, he took another sip of wine.

"Boss, Banner found traces of gunpowder right below us!"

"Traces of gunpowder?"

Sean narrowed his eyes, and the drunkenness gradually faded away, and his expression became a little more serious:

"Where did you find it?"

"Right there..." Banner pointed to the direction where the flames were originally seen, and said: "But now the light from the gunpowder explosion has been consumed."

The sea surface returned to darkness.

Sean came to the edge of the airship, looking through the railing, squinting his eyes, carefully looking at the position pointed by Banner, and raised his mouth slightly, saying:

"I don't need the light of gunpowder, I can smell it."

"There is such a thing..."

"Tsk, it seems that every time we go to the dungeon, we can encounter items related to it!"

At this moment, seeing Sean's expression, the members immediately realized that the president began to be interested in this.

Sean turned his head and smiled in the direction of the cabin control room. While shaking the bottle in his hand, he shouted loudly:

"Turn on the electromagnetic pulse detection!"

The next second, an electromagnetic torrent instantly spread out from all around the airship.

It turned into a huge ripple in an instant, covering a range of several thousand meters around.

Boom! ! !

After the witch's ship was covered by the electromagnetic pulse, it immediately shook violently.

The entire hull emitted a faint blue light, and the hull material seemed to be induced by something special, producing some indescribable reaction.

"Sure enough, there is something hidden there!"

Sean looked at the witch ship that had revealed its specific form and smiled.

"Boss, this must be a player's ship. I didn't expect to run into it. Do you want to take it down?"

Several members were eager to try, their eyes showing excitement, and they couldn't wait to take action.

"Of course." Sean smiled, "gunpowder... This is an item that is closely related to the development and destiny of our guild. Since we have encountered it, we can't let it go."

"Do you remember the name of this city?"

"City of Destiny!"

"Every step of development is inseparable from gunpowder. This is the destiny of our guild, that is, destiny!"

"So, since we have encountered destiny, is there any reason to give up?"

"Brothers, go!"

As soon as the voice fell, the flame at the tail of the airship suddenly changed. The entire airship hull trembled for a while, and then slowly fell downwards!