From Cybernetics Repairman to God of Machines

Especially mind control.

In the era of cold weapons, mind flayers were already a hopeless enemy;

But now that his followers are armed, what does mind control mean?

This means that any controlled believer will become a human bomb.

A gun suddenly turned around by friendly forces can cause more damage than the enemy itself.

This must be resolved immediately.

Gu Cheng's brain was working at lightning speed.

According to historical records, mind flayers communicate with each other and with the mastermind through psychic energy, which is likely a bio-electromagnetic field or an unknown wave.

If that's the case...

His gaze fell on the corner of the studio.

"High-intensity, full-band electromagnetic interference device, portable, with an effective radius of 300 meters, capable of continuous operation for four hours, specifically designed to counter electronic warfare and interference with unknown frequency band signals..."

When he first opened the shop, Gu Cheng had stocked up on a lot of goods, so when he moved here, he simply brought them with him.

Now it seems we really need to use it!

He reached out and pressed his hand on the sand table, his consciousness connecting with the area of ​​dense fog.

Every believer in the game world is part of his base; even a kobold has its value.

I must not die.

At the very least, we shouldn't die so pointlessly from a random psionic attack.

"Deploy the jammer."

On the sand table, above the dense fog area, a tiny point of light quietly appeared, then solidified and fell.

……

In the thick fog, Grom was preparing to order a forced breakout when he suddenly felt a jolt.

His mechanical body received a message directly from "My Lord".

Just a moment ago, Grom was enveloped in fear, but now his voice trembled with a hint of fanaticism: "Don't panic! Our Lord has been watching over us! He has given us the tools to fight against this evil force!"

next second!

With a flash of white light, a box appeared in front of us!

Inside is a uniquely shaped device: at the center is a polyhedral crystal surrounded by three concentric rings, which are circuit diagrams miniaturized to the extreme.

The device has a fixed support and an energy interface at the bottom.

"Electromagnetic interference device".

Grom uttered the unfamiliar word, but his mechanical brain had already understood all the operational steps: "Upon activation, it will generate full-band electromagnetic interference, especially targeting the bioelectric signal band. Theoretically, it can block the mind flayer's psionic communication and some of its abilities."

"Theoretically?" Seth asked.

"Because no one has ever used it to fight Mind Flayers," Grom said truthfully, "but it is a gift from our Lord, and we must believe in it."

He quickly installed the energy core—a fist-sized blue crystal. The moment the crystal was inserted into the slot, the ring on the surface of the device began to rotate slowly, emitting a low hum.

"Everyone, get ready!" Grom placed the device on the ground and secured the stand. "There might be some discomfort after activation, hang in there!"

He pressed the start button.

hum-

The sound wasn't loud, but everyone could feel it.

It wasn't a sound in the auditory sense, but a tremor that acted directly on the nerves. It felt as if someone was gently tapping your skull and spine with an invisible hammer. The kobolds whimpered in pain, the dwarves covered their ears, the human knights gritted their teeth, and the trolls growled in frustration.

But almost at the same time the interference started, another sound came from the fog.

It was a sharp, painful, inhuman wail.

The sound came from all directions, yet seemed to originate from a single source. It wasn't a scream in the physical sense, but a psionic shriek resounding directly in the brain. Accompanying this wail, the thick fog churned violently, as if something was struggling in agony.

"It worked!" Eli's eyes lit up.

But Grom suddenly realized something, and his expression changed: "Everyone! Put on your tactical goggles immediately! Quickly!"

The human knights reacted the fastest to the order—they had long regarded this new equipment as their second life. The mountain gnomes were next, and the kobolds were the slowest; some even forgot where they had put the glasses and were rummaging through their backpacks.

Eli was the first to put on the glasses.

The lenses glowed faintly, instantly altering the field of vision. The once pure white fog began to layer under the tactical goggles' various scanning modes: thermal imaging displayed the ambient temperature distribution, motion detection outlined moving objects, and most crucially, the X-ray vision and spirit-based scanning modes—

"Twelve o'clock!" Eli's voice suddenly rose, using his most frequently used battlefield terminology as a commander. "Fifty meters away! Three humanoid creatures! No... not human! Mind Flayers!"

Through the thick fog and the obscuring trees, the tactical goggles clearly revealed three hunched figures. They were hiding behind a giant tree, their body temperature lower than the ambient temperature, but under the spiritual scan, their brains emitted strong, abnormal bioelectrical signals, like three eerie blue flames.

At this moment, the three "flames" were fluctuating violently, clearly affected by electromagnetic interference.

"Everyone who can see the target!" Eli raised his rifle, his voice cold and hard as iron. "Open fire! Spray!"

He didn't say "aiming," because aiming is a luxury at that visibility and distance. But fire coverage doesn't require precision.

Bang bang bang bang bang-!

Gunfire erupted again, but this time it wasn't chaotic, indiscriminate shooting. Human knights, donning tactical goggles, and some of the dwarves unleashed a hail of bullets in the direction Eli had indicated. Bullets pierced the thick fog, tore through tree bark, and struck the giant tree serving as cover, sending splinters flying.

A psionic shriek echoed through the fog once more, but this time it was filled with anger and pain.

"They've moved!" shouted a human knight. "They've scattered at eleven o'clock!"

"Keep firing! Don't stop!" Grom roared, his mechanical eyes scanning rapidly, but not as effectively as the specialized functions of his tactical goggles. "Eli, command the fire!"

Eli's mind raced. Three targets, moving in different directions, attempting to encircle them. The mind flayers' psionic attacks had a limited range; they had to get close. And the electromagnetic interference was at work—otherwise, they would have already unleashed a psychic blast.

"Group A, continue to hold the 12 o'clock position! Group B, move to 11 o'clock! Group C, be on guard at the 3 o'clock direction!" Eli quickly ordered. "They're trying to flank! Seth, take your men and hold the right flank! Sardok, have the kobolds and trolls hold the left flank! Don't launch any attacks, hold the line!"

The orders were clear and decisive. The disorganized team found its leader and began to reorganize. The human knights split into three groups, providing alternating cover fire. Seth, with his Molten Gnomes, deployed on the right flank, battleaxes in hand, their molten power ready to erupt at any moment. On the left flank, Sardok stood beside Phoebe, yelling at the kobolds, "Stand still! Anyone who runs will be killed by me! Trolls in front, kobolds behind, fire! Fire into the fog!"

Amidst the hail of bullets, stray bullets always manage to hit the target.

A particularly piercing scream came from the fog, accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"One hit!" someone shouted.

But before the joy of victory could even begin, another change occurred.

The buzzing sound of the electromagnetic interference device suddenly began to decrease.

Grom looked down at the device; the data stream from his mechanical eye was updating rapidly—the output of the energy core was dropping sharply, not because it was exhausted, but because it was being suppressed by some force. The rotation of the rings on the device's surface slowed down, and the light from the polyhedral crystals dimmed.

"They're using psionic energy to jam the equipment!" Grom instantly realized the situation. "The energy core can't withstand the clash of two forces!"

"How much longer can we hold out?" Eli asked, his gun still firing.

"Three minutes at most!"

three minutes.

Within the fog, the remaining two Mind Flayers clearly sensed the reduced interference. Their movements became bolder, and their psionic shrieks were once again accompanied by that maddening whisper.

The kobolds started screaming in agony again, clutching their heads.

"Hold on!" Eli gritted his teeth. "Everyone, listen to my command! We must—"

His words came to an abrupt end.

Because of the fog, everything suddenly changed.