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Chapter 74 The Ultimate Beauty of Raging Industry!! (Seeking First Subscription)
He didn't even glance at the ravaged battlefield; his gaze was fixed on the terrain. He waved his hands and began to give orders at the top of his lungs.

"Come on, everyone get moving! Excavator, push this roadbed out for me first!"

"Xiao Liu, do you see that cluster of protruding ore deposits?"

"Yes, that's it! Arrange for the demolition team to make a hole first, then use water-based explosives to detonate it."

"One-time controlled blasting, blast that uneven area flat! The heavy trucks are waiting over there to unload!"

Ke Cheng and his men are not just miners, but professional mining fanatics.

When asked to carry out demolition, they don't just think about destruction; they think about how to plan and layout the factory afterwards.

Watching the mining construction team busily laying explosives in preparation for opening the mountain, Zhao Chong leaned against the armored vehicle, taking a break.

Their superiors didn't assign them any new high-intensity exploration missions; they were simply put in charge of guarding the area.

For these soldiers who had just gone through a high-intensity battle, this was like a holiday.

After watching for a while and resting, the group returned to their respective posts.

On the road, the snow fell even harder, and the wind felt like knives on our faces.

Xiao Zhou, carrying the hastily produced detector, followed behind the team leader, his feet sinking into the muddy water, his breath coming out in large amounts of white vapor!
"Captain, when can we get a new set of equipment?" He stopped and stamped his numb feet, complaining, "This portable detector is not portable at all, it's slowing us down too much!"

"It's good enough if it's even useful." Zhao Chong didn't turn his head, holding the gun and scanning the surrounding snowdrifts warily. "It's better than risking your life to probe the bushes, isn't it?"

He stopped and gestured with his chin toward the snow-covered area a few hundred meters ahead.

"Xiao Zhou, take a look around at nine o'clock and see if there's any blind old skeleton Lao Liu."

"okay."

Xiao Zhou responded and immediately unloaded the device, which resembled a small satellite dish radar, from his back, skillfully setting up the tripod. He then calmly pressed the switch!
The device emitted a slight hum, and a small screen was filled with jumping static before returning to normal.

This thing is an active undead detector that the research department hastily cobbled together; to put it bluntly, it's just a rudimentary directional radar.

After days of intense work, the scientists have finally figured out some of the tricks of the trade.

Whenever those undead appear, a blizzard will sweep around, accompanied by strong electromagnetic interference that can cover almost all communication frequencies.

Moreover, they emit a strange electromagnetic wave. When a living person gets close, they will feel inexplicably fearful, panicked, and their hair will stand on end. This is the electromagnetic interference that those ghostly things are born with.

Hardcore novel enthusiasts call it the "psychological terror aura." Thanks to the powerful industrial production capacity of Tokyo University, humanity acquired rudimentary reconnaissance magic equipment in just a few days.

Although this type of equipment is not very stable, it is extremely useful. It can be placed on mechanical dogs and various vehicles to defend against undead attacks, and it is very effective.

The equipment that Xiao Zhou is carrying can detect potentially lurking undead within a 600-meter radius.

It was thanks to this equipment that the soldiers were able to avoid the various accidental injuries and casualties that occurred during close-range captures in the past.

Zhao Chong watched as Xiao Zhou fiddled with the equipment and asked, "How is it?"

"Nothing unusual!"

"Okay, watch your surroundings, don't fall into the crevice."

"understand!"

…………

At the foot of the mountain, Ke Cheng was facing a vehicle-mounted detection device, comparing it back and forth with the engineering drawings, his breath coming out in large puffs of white vapor.

“Here, yes, from this point to this point, draw a straight line, a total of twelve holes.” He traced the diagram with his fingers, which were a little stiff from the cold. “Shallow hole excavation, a depth of four meters is enough.”

The drilling team leader next to him immediately responded, "Yes, Engineer Ke!"

Ke Cheng watched as the engineering vehicles and personnel of each group dispersed, and the drilling rigs roared as they began working on the hard rock. He silently estimated that with this amount of work at hand, it would take at least four or five hours to blast the target ore vein of five thousand tons into pieces that could be transported directly.

He rubbed his hands together, his brows furrowing unconsciously.

"The efficiency is too low."

Ke Cheng took out a pen and unconsciously twirled it between his fingers, already planning how to submit a report to his superiors.

What's the difference between repeatedly drilling holes and blasting things and stabbing an elephant with a needle? It's both troublesome and a waste of time.

Back in the Zhundong coalfield, he personally oversaw a massive operation involving the blasting of 1.4 million cubic meters of earth and rock, yielding 450,000 tons of coal.

Compared to that, this little scuffle is nothing but child's play. He really wanted to go all out and let this mountain in another world see what "justice is justice" and "the beauty of violent industry" really meant.

Unfortunately, an order is an order.

Safety and stability are paramount here.

Five hours later, all drilling was completed, and the workers skillfully deployed the detonation devices and high-energy explosives.

Ke Cheng picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the call button.

"Hello, Captain Zhao Chong, this is Ke Cheng. My unit is ready for demolition. I'm confirming your location. Is it safe? Over."

A hissing sound came through the walkie-talkie, followed by Zhao Chong's steady voice: "Received. All our units are at safe points. We can detonate now. You all be careful on your end too. Over."

"Understood. Detonate in five minutes. Over."

Ke Cheng put down the walkie-talkie, nodded to his deputy, and then a sudden mining alarm rang out throughout the valley.

Five minutes later, the alarm stopped.

All sounds are silent.

The next second, a dull thud came from inside the mountain, as if an ancient beast had turned over underground.

Rumbling--

Immediately afterwards, a series of explosions, like a dense drumbeat, spread from the first borehole to the last.

A strip of ore, tens of meters long, was violently ripped open from the inside out by an invisible force, sending countless fragments of rock mixed with ice and snow soaring into the sky, creating a spectacular scene.

A stone block of this size, if carried out purely by manpower, would likely take hundreds of people half a month to break through.

Now, the power of industry has made splitting mountains and cracking rocks as easy as breathing.

Before the lingering smoke and dust had even dissipated, Sany Heavy Industry excavators and heavy mining trucks, which had been waiting in advance, roared and drove precisely toward the blasting area, their tracks crushing the snow.

The giant bucket of an excavator slammed down, easily scooping up nearly a cubic meter of ore fragments, then swung around and steadily dumped them into the cargo compartment of a nearby mining truck.

The workers each performed their duties, and the machines worked in shifts, resulting in astonishingly high efficiency.

Ke Cheng looked at the scene before him with satisfaction. This was the rhythm he was familiar with, the violent aesthetics of human civilization.

"With such a powerful explosion, even a giant zombie would be killed by me!"

drop drop~
The sound of the mining truck honking its horn brought Ke Cheng back to reality.

Upon discovering that the command vehicle was interfering with the transport, Ke Cheng quickly started the command vehicle and prepared to move it off the road.

Shortly after the car started, the interference detection device also activated.

"Beep—beep beep beep—!"

The magic interference detector suddenly activated and beeped without warning!

The piercing buzzing sound tore through the busy atmosphere and violently pulled Ke Cheng out of the satisfaction of industrial production.

Ke Cheng froze, his neck creaking as if it were a rusty gear, and he abruptly turned his head to look.

On the car's screen, a blood-red dot representing danger was flashing wildly at a frenzied frequency. The reading below, representing "magic interference," was jumping from single digits to three digits in the blink of an eye, and it was still climbing!
The direction indicated by the detector was precisely the mountainside that had just been blasted open!
"Damn!" Ke Cheng's heart skipped a beat. "Could we have really dug up a giant zombie?"

That damn jinx!
Ke Cheng swallowed hard, then grabbed the equipment beside him...

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(End of this chapter)