Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 37 Beginner Mechanical Dungeon
After saying that, he turned and left without taking a single cloud with him.

South Dimension Port is a busy hub for cargo transportation.

"Hey, hey, where are we going? The trucks are going that way!"

As an unidentified truck turned into the processing area, port staff waved their hands to stop it.

Wu Xian quickly got out of the car and put away Brother Pillar. "Sorry, I'm going to the Dimensional Gate."

Unfortunately, trucks have dedicated lanes in the city and cannot access regular roads.

"Why are you driving a truck instead of a car when you're running a dungeon?" the staff member complained.

"My car broke down, so I borrowed a truck temporarily. I'm so sorry~ I'm really sorry."

The staff member waved his hand impatiently, signaling Wu Xian to leave quickly.

From the cargo port all the way to the foot of the dimensional gate, the entrances to the various dungeons have long since returned to their usual bustling state. The beginner dungeons are teeming with new adventurers, mostly students.

However, Wu Xian doesn't plan to go to the beginner dungeon this time.

We went straight to the beginner dungeon, where the atmosphere was noticeably different from that of the newbie dungeon.

The adventurers coming and going were calm and professional, completely unlike the noisy scene in the beginner area.

Wu Xian, a level two spirit master, was clearly out of place.

"Where did this greenhorn come from? Hurry up and go back to the newbie area," a kind-hearted passerby admonished. "You're only at level two spiritual power and you're already in a beginner dungeon? Don't your parents care?"

"Do you really think this place is still like the newbie zone, a game of make-believe?" a teammate chimed in.

Wu Xian thanked them for their kindness with a simple and honest expression, and strode towards the entrance of the lowest-level dungeon in the beginner area, leaving the two enthusiastic men stunned.

I have seen people seeking death, but I have never seen anyone seeking death like this.

"You can't reason with a fool like that. Mind your own business," a teammate said irritably.

Although there are many outstanding college students in the junior area, they are mostly from prominent families and have luxurious lifestyles.

The kid in front of me is only a level 2 Spirit Master, a typical college freshman, and doesn't look like a rich kid. Coming to the beginner dungeon is just suicide.

Wu Xian reluctantly paid the 300 yuan entrance fee.

The ticket seller tried to persuade him gently, but he insisted on going in to "die".

Space twisted, and they found themselves in a familiar mechanical outpost.

The familiar sentry post announcement came to my ears.

"Why is it still [Dimensional Defense Fortress]?"

Just like the previous beginner mechanical dungeon, the beginner mechanical dungeon still features the familiar [Dimensional Defense Fortress] domain scroll.

It's just that it went from a bronze axis three-star to a silver axis four-star, with a larger outpost and stronger defensive capabilities.

After a quick resupply, we arrived at the outpost exit.

Vehicle rental salespeople quickly surrounded him. Wu Xian initially wanted to stand up straight, refuse, and enjoy the sense of superiority that comes with owning a car.

To everyone's surprise, the salespeople turned around and left as soon as they saw that he only had level two spiritual power.

"This... okay..."

Wu Xian's expression froze.

The salesperson probably thought he was going to his death, so renting him a vehicle was basically like throwing good money after bad.

Wu Xian knew, of course, that beginner dungeons were much more dangerous than novice dungeons.

But the beginner dungeons were really not difficult for him.

The only thing to blame is that our "Scroll Painting" is too high-class and has too good a foundation.

As for the weakness in spiritual power, the [Laurel Tree] can perfectly make up for it.

Stepping out of the outpost, the smell of mechanical wasteland hit me, a smell similar to that of an auto repair shop.

Driving Brother Zhu's heavy truck, we sped along the road. Since it was our first time here, we didn't dare to go too far. We first tested the waters around the outpost.

A second-tier mechanical monster darted out from the shattered mechanical ruins ahead, moving at incredible speed.

Pillar Bro immediately transformed into his Autobot form and punched the mechanical monster's drilling-machine-like mechanical arm.

boom!
Steel bodies collide, sparks fly.

Pillar Bro was knocked back several steps. "Tsk~ I almost forgot that Pillar Bro is only one star."

Wu Xian suddenly slapped his forehead and hurriedly summoned the God of Wealth to assist in the battle.

With a single lightning strike, the electrocuted mechanical monster, disoriented and confused, was knocked to the ground by the mechanical energy battle axe conjured by Pillar Brother, and then bombarded in the face at close range by Pillar Brother's ion gun.

The poor drilling-type mechanical monster emitted the sound of its engine shutting down and died on the spot in the Northwest.

It's worth mentioning that after the mechanical monster died, in addition to the experience energy of the painting spirit, there was also some energy that seemed to be mechanical spiritual matter merging into the energy core on Pillar Brother's chest.

After absorbing the energy, Pillar's physical strength was also slightly enhanced.

This is the innate characteristic of [Leadership Mind].

We led Pillar Bro deep into the ruins to continue hunting level 2 mechanical monsters, and it was clear that Pillar Bro's combat strength was slightly lacking.

There's no way around it; after all, they're postmodern science fiction characters, and ultimately they're not as amazing as mythological figures.

Of course, this is only compared to the God of Wealth. Compared to those mechanical scrolls on the market, Brother Pillar is definitely one of the best.

The key is that our Pillar Brother can also be used as a vehicle, making him extremely practical.

boom! boom! boom!
With the help of the God of Wealth, Brother Pillar grew rapidly.

After most of the day, I successfully advanced to a two-star painting spirit, and I can now face ordinary mechanical monsters of level two or three head-on.

It's important to know that the same monsters are stronger in higher-level dungeons than in lower-level dungeons.

"Not bad, much better than I expected," Wu Xian thought to himself. "I feel like the price could be raised a bit more later."

Immediately, Pillar Bro was transformed into a heavy truck and returned to the outpost fortress.

During the journey, the roar of an engine came from behind.

Looking out the car window, I saw it was the same unlicensed motorcycle taxi driver from before.

Their eyes met, and both were somewhat bewildered.

"Wait, little bro, what are you doing in a beginner-level dungeon? Aren't you afraid of dying?" The motorcycle driver looked completely bewildered. "And what's with you on the bus? What kind of family do you come from?"

Wu Xian replied irrelevantly, "Brother, weren't you supposed to be spending your time in the newbie dungeons? Why are you here in the beginner dungeons?"

"What are you saying? Is it strange that someone my age and spiritual power level would be here?"

Only after further questioning did I learn that the older brother had gone to the beginner dungeon to level up his newly purchased scroll.

"You're the one who comes to a beginner dungeon, and you don't even have a bodyguard at home?" The guy was full of questions.

"Just getting some sights around the outpost, I know what I'm doing," Wu Xian casually replied, then patted the passenger seat and teased, "Want a ride? Fixed price, thirty."

"..."

The guy was speechless for a moment, then sped up and left the pillar guy far behind.

Wu Xian smiled slightly and immediately increased the flow of spiritual energy, starting a high-speed ride with the motorcycle driver.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard ahead, followed by a plume of black smoke. The motorcycle driver slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The motorcycle driver, his face flushed, stood to the side, angrily kicking the worthless, broken motorcycle. "Useless piece of junk! What a huge loss!"

"One price, thirty," Wu Xian said again.

"Ten dollars!"

"Okay, get in the car." Wu Xian showed his payment QR code through the car window.

The motorcycle driver, full of resentment, got on the vehicle, but was quickly drawn to the interior of Brother Zhu's truck. "Your parents are quite something, actually giving you a heavy truck?"

"It's just a test drive for the company. It'll be released soon. How about you consider getting one?" Wu Xian recommended. "Trust me, this will be a groundbreaking model!"

"Me, a dignified Level 4 Spirit Master, driving a truck?" the guy shouted.

"Who told you this was a truck?"

Wu Xian smiled slightly, and the whole car suddenly started making a creaking sound.

Seeing the cab suddenly disintegrate and fall apart, the guy started cursing repeatedly.

But it was quickly replaced by a sense of stunned silence and shock.

Finally, looking at the five- or six-meter-tall, imposing, and cool mechanical giant in front of him, he silently swallowed his saliva.

(End of this chapter)