Steel torrents pioneering a different world

Chapter 228 I Slew Fifty Steel Magic Golems! Fifty! (Please Subscribe)
Watching S15 Red Temperature caused me to stay up late to update. The next update will be after midnight, or starting tomorrow, probably for three consecutive days!

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Nathan felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he had been repeatedly struck on the head with an ogre's wooden stick!

Nathan struggled, his thoughts laboriously coalescing from a chaotic mess.

A dull ache emanated from his cheekbone, and the burning sensation reminded him that his face had also suffered a severe blow.

As we all know, people who are drugged and knocked out are similar to those who have been drinking alcohol, experiencing a kind of blackout.

At this moment, Nathan, the dwarf prisoner, was in that situation.

He struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and what came into view was the rough rock wall and the dim firelight. In the distance, there was also the beautiful light generated by the glowing luminous pearls that the clan loved to use!

It's green, and it feels very familiar.

No longer strange, it has a pure white house.

It's no longer a place where you can't sense magical fluctuations.

Ah, the magic is returning...

Yes, this feels amazing!
Could it be... that I'm dead?

I have returned to the stars, to the dwarven kingdom where my ancestors resided.

Alas, he didn't even have a few more sips of wine before he died.

Those despicable bastards, those damned jerks, I should blast their balls off!

Why don't they give me some kind of final, ritualistic sense of death?

As soon as the thought popped into his head, he tried to recall more memories, but his mind became even more foggy.

"Oh, you're awake? That Mithril Clan coward, he's got some nerve. He actually managed to wake up!"

A rough voice rang out from the side, carrying the sharp accent of the Molten Clan that he hated most.

"Go quickly and fetch Lord Bellegas. Tell him the prisoner has awakened!"

Nathan turned his neck with great effort, using all his strength to cast an angry glare at the bastard.

Upon seeing this, the young dwarf from the Molten Clan moved even closer.

His thick fingers almost poked his nose: "Hey, you can even glare. Looks like the Mithril Clan's brain isn't broken. Not bad, not bad."

Before Nathan could even utter a curse, two strong hands roughly dragged him up from the ground and forced him to sit against the cold stone wall.

Nathan looked around in a daze and found himself in a cave where dwarves often lived, with his fellow dwarves around him.

His nose twitched; the sour smell, the foul smell, the smell of smoke, and the bone-deep smell of ale reminded him that he didn't seem to be in God's Kingdom!
"I...I'm dead, aren't I?" he murmured to himself.

"You're too young to die!"

A calm and authoritative voice came from behind.

Balrogas, now dressed in his new runic armor, strode over, followed closely by his deputy, Liers.

Bellergas's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if they could see right through the bewildered Nathan.

Nathan looked up at the kingdom's outstanding mountain warfare commander, whom he had once had the privilege of seeing once. Although the man was not their clan's commander, his achievements were great, and even the unruly Nathan admired him.

Unfortunately, Attila insisted on competing with his opponent to see who was better!

Hey~
"your name!"

“Nacent! Nacent Mithril Tirat Ironhammer.”

“Nathan, you brat,” Bellegas’s voice was devoid of any warmth, “tell me how you cowards lost to those bastards! I need to know how our highly anticipated elite troops were defeated by those bastards and became their prisoners!”

The words "softie" stung Nathan's pride like needles.

He patted his groggy head, and fragmented memories began to flood back, accompanied by endless humiliation and chaos.

“Those damn bastards… they won’t give us any drinks!” Nathan suddenly shouted, his eyes unfocused. “I must be dreaming! Damn it, I should be dead. Wasn’t I locked in that blindingly white cage? How did I get here? Damn it, this must be some kind of illusion magic, right? Fuck, it definitely is, you can’t fool me!”

"Snapped!"

A crisp, loud slap made Nathan see stars and his head buzz.

clap clap clap...

The world became quiet instantly.

"Are you awake now?" Bellergas shook his hand, his tone icy. "Can you speak now? You're not under any spells! So don't get so agitated!"

The burning pain on his cheek finally pulled Nathan out of the gap between illusion and reality.

He covered his face, staring blankly at Bellergas, his mouth agape.

"I...I am..."

"Pain is the best way to dispel magical illusions. This is a rule my people teach their warriors. You should remember that, right?!" Bellegas slapped the other man again. "Nathan, you brat, if you don't tell me, I'll smash all your teeth out and then make sure you don't drink for a year!"

"Uh, this is a magical illusion, a trick!"

"Nacent, want to!" Bellegas took a step forward and stomped on Nacent's face. The immense pressure made it hard for Nacent to breathe.

"Get everything you know about humanity out of your head! Their weapons, their tactics, how that idiot Attila led you all headfirst into a trap! Every detail, not a single one can be left out!"

Confusion, humiliation, anger, lingering fear... Having once received reprimands from his seniors and superiors in the military, this scene felt incredibly familiar to him...

A mix of emotions churned within Nathan.

He wasn't stupid; the repeated slaps brought him to his senses completely.

It tastes authentic; even the way they beat themselves is a common way for dwarves to stay alert.

The pain in his body, along with the armored boots that Bellagaster had deliberately taken off and his smelly feet, all told him that he was definitely not in a magical illusion.

He pushed Bellegas's foot away, took a deep breath, and forcibly sorted out his chaotic thoughts.

"I'm fine now, Bellergas, let me have a drink first!"

“Damn Nathan, you really have the fine traditions of my clan,” Bellegas laughed, slapped the other man again, and then handed him the wine bag.

After drinking the beverage, Nathan felt like he had come back to life.

Then, the scenes of that brief but incredibly brutal battle became clear in his mind, frame by frame.

"...We followed Lord Attila's orders, preparing for a night attack on the Manchus...We were wearing invisibility cloaks...Damn it, we don't know how we were exposed, there were clearly no iron birds nearby..."

"...Their weapons are very powerful...The infiltrators used magical bombs that have eyes and can fly, instantly destroying the area surrounding our underground base...All escape and evacuation routes were destroyed..."

Nathan's voice was a little hoarse, and he was still replaying that helpless and frustrated scene in his mind.

"A magic bomb with eyes? And it can fly? Magic bombs aren't that unstable, and they're not ancient bombs, so how could they have such stable properties? Could it be that the other side has mastered our lost ancient technology?"

"Are you lying to us, Nathan?"

Nathan shook his head violently: "No, the weapons of the rabble are very sophisticated and exquisite... those weapons fall from the sky, accurate and powerful! Most importantly, the guys we're fighting aren't rabble, they're the steel magic puppets they control..."

Speaking of this, Nathan recalled his own experience. He wasn't immediately hit by tear gas and smoke grenades. Under Attila's orders, he hid in the underground room and used his magic musket with all his might to destroy a semi-magical steel golem...

Then, even more, countless Moga steel golems rushed into the tunnel.

His body began to tremble as he recalled the scene of him losing consciousness due to ingesting too much anesthetic gas.

"...Our clan's proud muskets struck those guys. I consider myself to have taken down twenty... well, no... our squad should have taken down fifty. Under my leadership, we took down fifty steel magic golems! I led the charge!"

"But none of them bleed. They are not living beings, nor are they chaotic monsters fused together with steel and flesh, nor are they those demons with a disgusting sulfurous stench!"

“There are too many of them… We just destroyed one steel magic golem, and more steel magic golems appear… Their magical steel monsters seem endless…”

He paused, seemingly recalling the horrific scene, and his body involuntarily trembled.

"Their steel birds are incredibly fast; they can attack us from a great distance..."

“The most crucial thing is…” Nathan’s pupils suddenly contracted as he recalled the scene that chilled him to the bone. “They…they seem to understand us very well!”

Upon hearing this, Bellergas, who had maintained a cold expression, frowned deeply.

"The weapons they used easily put us to sleep. They knew our defensive weaknesses, as if they could see through the underground base. Our organization's defenses were completely useless... They captured us like wild animals, one by one, alive."

Nathan's voice trembled with frustration.

"Those despicable savages! After they captured us, they only gave us some grain to fill our stomachs. They didn't give us a single piece of meat or a drop of wine! They're awful... those savages are so despicable!!!"

He spoke of confusion and helplessness when he talked about fighting, and his eyes were filled with resentment when he mentioned that humans stopped providing him with wine and meat.

Bellegas, having slipped his rune-armored shoes on, said, "You said you inflicted enormous damage on the enemy's magical puppets! But from what you're saying, it seems you didn't cause any human casualties?"

Nathan fell silent.

The cave fell into an eerie silence.

"So many magical weapons, deadly muskets, and you only damaged a few iron golems?" Bellegas chuckled. "What did those iron golems look like? How powerful were they?"

Nathan's forehead was sweating. He thought for a moment before nodding firmly: "The steel magic golems are all short and not driven by traditional magic crystals... The steel golems made by humans are made of a very shiny material and are painted with a paint similar to that of the mountains! They are fearless of death."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "I think those steel magic golems are very intricate, with a lot of parts, so they must be very difficult to produce! The production price must also be very high. Hmm, the manufacturing time will definitely not be short!"

Bellergas breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"Perhaps this is their first time fighting against us, which is why they're using their precious steel magic golems. Ha, what a bunch of rabble!"

"How do you think its power compares to our magic airships and assault fire?"

Nathan pursed his lips: "Although I hate to admit it, our flight weapons are inferior to theirs!"

Liers took a sip of wine to calm his nerves before smiling and saying, "Nathan, take the plague-clearing medicine and get some rest. Once we confirm you're not infected with the plague, you'll be completely safe!"

Bellegas looked at Liers and found that the other was looking at him too. The two of them left the cave where Nathan was recuperating without any hesitation.

“Liers, we have never revealed much about our race before. Yet those humans know a lot about us. If those humans that Long Ears mentioned really came through the celestial convergence, then our race's intelligence has been leaked!”

"It was probably said by those northern savages!"

“No, those guys are just clinging to life, they've even lost their knowledge. They only have fear and ignorance towards us.” Bellegas lit a cigarette in his pipe, then gave Lillis a pinch of tobacco. “Tell me, isn’t that what Long Ears did?”

Upon hearing his companion's speculation that it was Long Ears who did it, Lillis's eyes gleamed, and his mind raced with thoughts.

Although the dwarves and elves are allies, they don't get along well.

The dwarves looked down on the long-eared people who were ruled by charlatans, thinking they were pretentious and arrogant, like fools who, after their decline, still stuck scallions into their noses and pretended to be mammoths.

The elves, on the other hand, believed that the dwarves were constantly cunning, selfish, profit-driven, morally bankrupt, and stubborn...

If it weren't for the fact that the forbidden forest zone could be breached at any time, requiring the combined strength of both races to defend it.

They've been fighting for a while now.

Greedy invaders from the south, slave-hunting teams, undead scourges from the north, and even more distant threats from demons and strange alien continents—this world has far too many other races.

Both of their clans had once been glorious, but both declined for various reasons, and now they have no choice but to band together for survival.

The mysterious appearance of humans in the north, and the information they learned from the prisoner Bessant today, left them very puzzled.

Are the new humans in the north simply lackeys of the mixed-race human kingdoms in the south, or have they reached some secret agreement with Long-Eared Man to secretly travel from the west to the north of the Forsaken Continent, establish military camps, and infiltrate other human forces there?

Could it be those terrifying humans from the Western Continent?

The skin color and hair of these new humans are clearly very similar to those of the humans of the Eastern Continent.

Those humans from the Eastern Continent are skilled in witchcraft and possess extraordinary wisdom.

But if they were from the Eastern Continent, how did they manage to cross the Devil's Sea and pass through the terrifying realm created by the gods outside?

Could it be that these humans from the far north, who have features of Eastern people, broke through the territory of the Frost God in the far north, carved through the even more distant realm of demonic chaos, and then rushed out from the far north?

Do not……

wrong!

Totally wrong!

If those humans truly possessed such power, their mountain kingdom would have been easily crushed and reduced to ashes long ago!
Could it be that... the long-eared beings have betrayed the covenant of their ancestors and have already mingled with these otherworldly beings of unknown origin?

The thought that this was the most likely possibility sent a chill down Beller's spine!
in case……

Mazefak!

Damn long ears!

They definitely have long ears!

Those northern humans are probably not native to the Sacred Star; they are most likely, as Long-Eared Man predicted, having migrated there during the celestial convergence. Although they haven't recently detected any changes in the starry universe at that point.

But such miracles can only be performed by gods; ordinary people only need to praise the gods for their greatness!
Moreover, the intersection of the celestial and spatial dimensions is the most frequent on the God-Abandoned Continent.

Every time they meet, strange and all sorts of races appear here.

Thinking about it this way, everything can be explained!
The new humans in the north are currently in the stage of exploring the world and have not yet launched a fatal attack on the dwarf sphere of influence.

Those spineless, long-eared creatures were probably terrified by the mixed forces that emerged from the northern sky, and some of the prisoners likely betrayed them, leaking information about their mountain kingdom.

Hmm, those long-eared creatures that haven't surrendered might also want to be traitors.
Those long-eared creatures with weak knees must have been terrified by the new humans that appeared in the north.

They knew all too well the terror of the forbidden magic, the Nightmare of Return to Nothingness.

Although this forbidden magic became indiscriminate due to the Great Cataclysm, it is still capable of easily destroying a small kingdom.

Such terrifying forbidden magic was easily destroyed by humans from the north; those humans must have been incredibly powerful.

If they have the resources of an entire world behind them, they might just become another evil, bloodthirsty empire!

The two combined the current clues and discussed their thoughts.

Then, the sighs and groans continued unabated, and they couldn't stop!

The more they thought about it, the more plausible their speculations seemed.

Those wretched long ears!!!
A bunch of spineless creatures, even more spineless than ocean octopuses.

They have absolutely knelt before the people of the north again behind their backs!
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the northern humans, who have only been here for a short time, know so much about them.

Speaking of this, Bellegas glanced into the distance at the indwelling needle and infusion tubing that had already been purified.

These items, which would be considered medical industrial products in the modern world, were purified and handed over to the dwarven blacksmith in the team for testing, confirming that the kingdom's artisans were capable of creating them.

However, the cost is very high.

Those new humans from the north, who may have arrived through the celestial convergence, abandoned them without hesitation.

The new humans in the North are estimated to be more advanced than them in steel technology.

Of course, they are also wealthier than they imagined.

Wealthy people generally need strong military force to ensure the safety of their wealth.

Of course, there is also a very small chance that the other party simply got lucky and acquired some of the property of a certain civilization.

But that probability is very low.

Just like the distant realm where the gods slumber, the high-ranking dwarves, the southern humans, and the high-ranking elves all know where the good stuff is, but who dares to go and take it?
Countless years have passed, and the number of individuals who have emerged from that field is not even enough to fill one hand!

In conclusion, after some deduction, Bellegas and the others all concluded that the Northern New Humans were not to be trifled with!
Bellergas lit the tobacco in his pipe once more.

“Liers, the new humans that have emerged in the north are a cunning race. Their rhetoric, their style of action, and all their displays of strength are restrained.”

Liers nodded: "I saw a bloodlust in their eyes! Those men looked at our heads like that madman from the Mithril Clan!"

“Our heads aren’t so easy to take,” Bellegas exhaled a puff of smoke. “But we can’t provoke their bloodlust either, or we’ll become sinners against the kingdom!”

Liers nodded: "Let's gather information about this negotiation and go back. We'll all be staying nearby until we receive new instructions!"

"Ok!"

The fact that humans haven't attacked them shows that humans do indeed have a desire for peace.

The dwarves need to maintain peace even more.

Therefore, everyone has the opportunity to negotiate.

Of course, if the dwarves could travel to the northern New Human military fortresses to take a closer look, they could more easily assess the enemy's strength and allow the higher-ups to make a more detailed assessment of the pros and cons.
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Unless they've lost their minds or worship some nonsensical evil god, every intelligent race inherently yearns for peace.

Of course, such peace is best built on the premise that one side is much stronger than the other.

Just as the two dwarven envoys were racking their brains, trying to piece together more of the true nature of the new humans in the north from the slightest clues, a more systematic assessment was underway in the command center of the human pioneering team.

Compared to the dwarves' flawed and flawed analysis, which was a mixture of fear, suspicion, and self-interest, the human intelligence operations were professional and calm.

Ten hours after the negotiations ended.

Inside the command center, technicians and commanders communicated in hushed tones, masking the low-pitched fan noise from various electronic devices.

On the huge electronic screen, a real-time topographic map of a snow-capped mountain range is clearly displayed.

An inconspicuous cave entrance is marked with a red circle, next to which lines of environmental data are displayed.

"How's it going? What's the news from our new neighbors?"

Su Mingjin held a steaming cup of tea, her gaze fixed on the screen.

The faint thermal signals representing the dwarves were scattered around the mountain and did not move at all.

These dwarves are sentinels responsible for guarding and monitoring the surroundings!

The intelligence team leader immediately stood up, saluted, and reported in a steady voice, "Reporting to General Su, the targets are all behaving themselves. Apart from a few fixed sentries left on the outer mountaintop, the remaining dozens of dwarves are holed up in the caves and show no signs of coming out. We also detected two falcons taking off from near the caves and flying south."

Su Mingjin smiled slightly and took a sip of tea.

"The messenger falcon...it seems it went to report to the higher-ups in their kingdom." She put down her teacup, tapped her finger a few times, and brought up another set of data. "Have our detectors detected any strong magical fluctuations? Have the miniature spy devices deployed nearby recorded any useful intelligence?"

"No." A hint of regret flashed across the intelligence team leader's face. "Our probes are very small, and we dare not get too close. The wind is too strong over there, and the sound is very weak. The dwarven Gru's beasts have very sensitive noses, and the dwarves are very vigilant!"

“A cautious fellow.” Su Mingjin was not surprised by this. Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the control panel, and then she looked at Gong Pengfei, who was organizing data not far away.

"Team Leader Gong, are you done with your work lately? There's a new task!"

Gong Pengfei looked up and adjusted his glasses: "President Su, what are your instructions?"

“The dwarven envoys are like frightened birds; they know nothing about us,” Su Mingjin smiled. “This is our opportunity. We can use information asymmetry to interrogate the dwarven prisoners!”

She paused, her tone turning serious: "Take some men and go talk to those dwarf prisoners again. Be gentle, but maintain a respectful demeanor. Try to extract more useful information from them, such as the details of the High Mountain Kingdom and the Council of Elders. The information from the dwarves and elves is vastly different; we need to carefully discern the truth!"

Gong Pengfei grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "Don't worry, President Su, we're experts in this field. We'll make sure we can completely fool them and find out some of their secrets this time."

"Go ahead." Su Mingjin waved her hand, her gaze returning to the quiet mountain range.

Dwarves are cautious, but that just shows they are intelligent, organized, and civilized.

A neighbor with a brain is much easier to deal with than a bunch of beasts who only know how to destroy and kill.

Now, it depends on who loses patience first.

After dealing with these matters, she pulled up a strategic situation map of the entire northern human-controlled area.

Humanity is the blue force. Like a rapidly expanding sponge, relying on the core spacetime gate, they control the more than 200 kilometers of the far northern tundra above and the more than 100 kilometers of the southern forest belt below. From the coastline westward, the range controlled by human military forces has also soared to 350 kilometers!

To the southeast of the dagger lies the rolling Frostwood Forest Mountains and the unexplored Devil's Sea. The Frostwood Forest Mountains are the traditional territory of the dwarves.

"Construction of the port near the Milk River has already begun. I wonder if the dwarves will launch a large-scale attack on us..."

Su Mingjin's gaze was fixed on a fertile plain area of ​​several hundred square kilometers, bordered by the Devil's Sea to the east, the Frosty Snow Forest Mountains to the south, and at her feet.

There, a number of excavators and construction vehicles are already working enthusiastically.

Limited by cumbersome and slow communication channels, the dwarves have yet to issue a clear notice to humans to evacuate.

Of course, it's also possible that the land wasn't a core area of ​​interest for the dwarves.

If it's not the core area, then there's room for maneuver that can be gained.

A thought popped into Su Mingjin's mind: if handled properly, this place could be written into textbooks and become a sacred territory of mankind "since ancient times" in a few years.

Of course, there's also a high chance of breaking ties with the dwarves.

If that's the case, then she'll release Jinhe and the others from the Ice River tribe, who have already begun to be incorporated into the tribe.

Those otherworldly savages who were clamoring for a red card ID would definitely be willing to go toe-to-toe with the dwarves in order to become a Dongda person and earn points that were not easy to obtain.

Those who have stable assets have stable minds.
The dwarves had endured countless years of hardship in the far north. Now, having joined the Earth's pioneering forces, they no longer had to live in fear, nor did they have to entrust their frail elderly, women, children, and infants to the greedy, life-demanding god of the cold, painfully watching their own kin become pitiful undead calamities.

With warm houses, stable jobs, and abundant vegetables and grains, the tribe saw a surge in new pregnancies within just a few months. Furthermore, their men worked incredibly hard.

Perhaps it won't be long before they become the noble students of Tokyo University!

Those dwarves are clever and seem incredibly shrewd, but their short tempers and penchant for cheap things will likely cause many conflicts in the future.

Su Mingjin even thought with a wicked sense of humor that if the dwarves continued to be so stubborn, she would stop issuing them even their temporary identity work cards, namely K cards, so that they could only envy them.

Shifting her thoughts from the dwarves, Su Mingjin turned her gaze to the northernmost point of the map, to the area marked as "High-Risk Extreme Cold".

The development progress of the Far North Oilfield has reached its maximum.

The line representing the oil pipeline is extending southwest on the map at a visible speed, and will soon connect with the medium-sized oil center established in the time portal.

If it weren't for the awful weather in the far north that can freeze steel to a crisp, and the monsters that occasionally emerge from under the ice caps, putting immense pressure on security work, the engineering team would have worked around the clock to ensure its successful completion!

However, even with oil tankers, the military is now continuously transporting the black industrial blood to the vicinity of the time portal via the Frozen Soil Avenue.

Once the oil pipeline is fully completed, transportation efficiency will experience another significant leap.

As for the skeletons in the north, which were a huge headache, and the undead Scourge, which had earned warriors a lot of merit points, they have calmed down quite a bit recently.

Perhaps due to the heavy losses they suffered in their previous conflict with humans, the Frost God, who controlled countless undead, may be leading his army of skeletons to continue migrating further north into the no-man's-land. Alternatively, he may be hiding in some places, attempting to inflict some severe punishment on the humans who have invaded the frozen and deadly territory.

However, human pioneering teams are now occupying too much land, putting a lot of pressure on security.

The troops are currently focused on active farming and development, and have not yet undertaken a second major exploration.

Human pioneers have now constructed numerous magical surveillance devices and laid out a surveillance network along the northern border, especially in areas prone to infiltration by the Scourge.

As soon as the Scourge dares to come, we will receive an alert immediately.

There are also elves.

Ever since humans brute-forced their way through the elves' proud forbidden magic, "Nightmare of the Ruins," these proud long-eared creatures have become unusually docile.

The reconnaissance aircraft were able to find their tracks 50 kilometers south of the southern forest base.

Either the elves are now terrified of humans, or they're brewing some earth-shattering ultimate move.

Su Mingjin was very concerned about this, but there were too many problems in various places at the moment, so it was better for the elves to handle the situation conservatively.

Time is now on the side of the human pioneering team.

Once the stronger industrial production chain here is completed, they won't be worried even if the elves mobilize hundreds of times more power to attack humans.

She compiled all this information and condensed it into a concise weekly report, which she would then package and send back to the pioneering team headquarters in the modern world.

Overall, the situation is very promising.

Just as she was about to leave, someone suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"what happened?"

An intelligence officer immediately stood up, his expression somewhat strange: "General Su, it's a communication from Brigade Commander Fu!"

Su Mingjin raised an eyebrow.

Could it be that those dwarves lost their composure and caused some trouble?
She casually opened her contacts, and a short message popped up.

Su Mingjin stared at the line of text for a full three seconds, and a crack finally appeared on her calm and composed expression.

She couldn't help but chuckle softly, "I didn't expect there to be so many good things in the Devil's Sea!"

The message that came through was very simple.

The exploration team's disposable exploration ship, used in the Devil's Sea, discovered a large number of [Little Kelp] in the new Devil's Sea area.

They were the same guys I met at Changhu Lake before.

"The development of the Devil's Sea needs to be accelerated."

The medical supplies extracted from Little K's body have a wide range of uses.

From minor wound repair to major surgical treatments, it can also be used as an intermediate material to accelerate the synthesis of biological agents.

Due to the scarcity of raw materials from the giant octopus, the pioneering team needs approval for the quantity they can use.

If humanity can completely control that area, large quantities of biological raw materials will no longer be lacking!

Of course, humans have now discovered dozens of oversized marine creatures in the Devil's Sea.

These things have very high scientific research value.

If it weren't for the strange winds and powerful electromagnetic interference waves in the Devil's Sea, humans would have already deployed research vessels to explore the ocean!
(End of this chapter)