I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

Chapter 131 100-meter Slime

And at the very end of the control room, there really was an entire wall.

A huge screen was embedded in the wall, so large that it could almost stretch from one end of the control room to the other.

The screen was meticulously divided into countless small screens, arranged horizontally and vertically, densely covering the entire wall surface.

Each small screen is lit up, displaying a different scene.

This is clearly the surveillance system in this area.

Murphy stood in front of the huge surveillance wall, looking up and looking down piece by piece from the top left corner.

It scans very quickly, its gaze lingering on each small screen for only a second or two, checking if there's anything noteworthy in the image, before moving on to the next one.

However, the surveillance footage seems to only cover the individual rooms, and the contents of the corridors do not appear to be displayed.

It searched for a long time but only found the few laboratories it had visited.

The other hundreds of small screens displayed empty room images.

Murphy turned his gaze away from the monitor wall and carefully examined the control panel in front of him.

After searching for a while, it actually found a button in the lower right corner of the console that caught its attention.

Next to it was a small label, the words on which were worn but still clearly legible.

"This button can only be activated by department heads and above."

Although Murphy was unsure of the exact extent of his permissions, he passed through all the places requiring authorization verification, from the main entrance to the elevator, the sealed door, and the control panel, without any hindrance.

Moreover, the label says "only authorized users can activate", and it doesn't say that not having authorization will cause an explosion or trigger an alarm. So even if you really don't have enough authorization, at most it will just mean that pressing the button will have no effect.

Since it's a risk-free choice, there's not much psychological burden involved.

The moment the button was pressed, a soft red halo appeared on its surface, followed by a crisp click.

A low, mechanical sound came up from under the floor.

A neat rectangular crack suddenly appeared in the metal floor not far from Murphy and the relic merchant.

Inside the gap is a complete lifting device, with several slender metal rails rising from below the floor.

A metal pedestal is supported on the track.

Immediately afterwards, a screen slowly rose from the pedestal and stopped when it was about a meter above the ground.

The screen display panel is evenly divided into four areas, each of the same size, arranged in a grid pattern.

Murphy looked closely and saw that each area of ​​the screen had a name specially marked in small white text in the upper left corner.

"Energy Base Station", "Information Processing Center", "Incubation Greenhouse", "Slime Farm".

To be honest, it was hard for Murphy not to notice the "slime farm" suffix.

The first three names were all quite serious, but how come "Slime Farm" suddenly popped up at the end?

However, this surprise did not last long.

When its gaze is focused on a certain area of ​​the screen, its consciousness can naturally extend into that area.

Murphy tried to focus his attention on the image of the "energy base station".

The image in that area was instantly activated, transforming from a static state into a real-time dynamic display.

Then it discovered that it could control the rotation and angle of the image with its thoughts.

This energy base station appears to be just a base station.

It was filled with various pipes, transformers, and large metal installations whose specific purpose was unclear.

However, judging from their layout and connection methods, the functions of these devices are all focused on energy allocation and control.

However, the base station itself does not seem to have the function of generating energy.

At the heart of the entire base station is a massive energy input interface.

All the energy comes in from here; the base station is only responsible for distributing the incoming energy to the various exits.

Moreover, and more importantly, apart from the monitors whose indicator lights were still flashing, the rest of the energy base station seemed to be completely dark.

You can even see the wreckage of several machines in the corners of some of the sections.

Clearly, the energy base station has been completely abandoned.

This means that the cursed energy consumed by the Brain in the Vat does not actually originate from this energy base station, but from something on the other end of the pipe that Murphy is still nowhere to be found.

Murphy shook his head, pulling his consciousness away from the energy base station's screen and focusing it on the information processing center's screen.

This sight surprised it somewhat.

The surveillance footage from the information processing center showed an extremely spacious hall.

Inside the hall, dozens of brains in jars were neatly arranged.

But unlike the brain in a vat that was still functioning normally in front of Murphy, the situation in these jars was clearly not so optimistic.

The liquid in most of the jars was no longer clear and transparent, but had become somewhat cloudy, and its color had changed from colorless to pale yellow or even dark brown.

The brains submerged in the murky liquid were in even worse condition; the surfaces of several brains had begun to rot and deform.

In addition to the jar and the brain itself, the bottom of each jar containing the brain is connected to countless tubes.

They emerge from the base of each pillar, converging in clusters on the ground, then extending upwards along the walls, eventually all converging at a circular interface in the center of the hall's ceiling, perhaps even connecting to the brain in the vat on their side.

However, this is just speculation, and there is no concrete evidence.

Murphy didn't dwell on it too much. He exited the information processing center's view and shifted his attention to the incubation greenhouse.

The interior structure of the incubation greenhouse does indeed bear some resemblance to that of an information processing center, both consisting of rows of neatly arranged jars.

Moreover, they are arranged much more densely.

Murphy roughly counted, and there were at least several hundred visible in the image.

And these things contain all sorts of things.

Organs, organisms, limbs —

Murphy immediately recognized a few of them as tentacles.

And it has a large number of tentacles.

They vary in thickness and length, and some are still wriggling at an extremely slow speed.

Murphy zoomed in and took a closer look at one of the jars containing tentacles.

The tentacles were immersed in liquid, covered with a thin mucous membrane, which was covered with fine blood vessels and was slowly growing and extending at a rate barely visible to the naked eye.

It's not growing very fast, but it is definitely growing.

Murphy zoomed out and scanned the entire incubation greenhouse again.

Murphy discovered that the bottom of each jar was connected to a glass tube.

There are also circles of arrows marking the bottom of the pipe.

During the time Murphy was observing, the tentacles in one of the jars had just finished growing.

Immediately afterwards, the internal light of the entire jar suddenly changed from milky white to pale green, the liquid level began to drop rapidly, and after the liquid was drained, a transparent capsule membrane suddenly popped out from the circular platform at the bottom of the jar, tightly wrapping the newly grown tentacle.

Then, a suction force appeared from the bottom of the can.

The capsule suddenly contracted and was sucked into the circular outlet at the bottom, then sped out through the glass tube.

I wonder where it's going.

No, I should say we'll find out soon.

After watching the footage of the incubation greenhouse, Murphy channeled his consciousness into the slime farm.

The moment its consciousness entered the scene and its field of vision switched, it happened to see a transparent capsule fly out of a pipe outlet at the edge of the scene.

It fell to the ground with a thud.

The capsule landed on a damp patch of ground covered with light green moss. It bounced twice after landing before being caught by a creature that reached out from the side.

The capsule was caught by a slime.

After catching it, the slime quickly hopped away with the capsule.

Murphy zoomed out to see where the slime was going to take the capsule.

Murphy discovered that this slime farm seemed unusually large.

The area covered by the surveillance seemed extremely vast, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Everywhere you look, there are all kinds of slimes.

They vary in size, color, and shape; some are only the size of a fist, while others are taller than a person.

Besides the ordinary oval or spherical slimes, some have grown wings or horns. They move slowly in the scene, each doing their own thing. Some are carrying capsules, some are turning over something in a culture tank, and some are just quietly lying on the moss.

The environment of this farm is also clearly divided.

Murphy could clearly see five distinct areas in the image, each with seemingly different environmental parameters.

The pale blue slime was slowly crawling along the edge of one of the dividing lines in the same direction.

Along with it were several other slimes of different colors, each with capsules of varying sizes wrapped around its body, forming a somewhat disorderly line as they moved forward along the same path.

Murphy followed their direction of travel and extended his gaze into the distance.

Then, it saw a huge dark shadow.

The dark figure loomed in the distance, shrouded in a light mist above the farm, its outline indistinct for the time being.

But as Murphy zoomed in on the scene, the fog thinned, and the shape of the shadow became clearer and clearer.

It resembles a semi-transparent, dark hill, so vast that it fills the entire horizon of a large area in the distance.

And it was trembling back and forth very slowly, looking just like a slime.

Judging by its size alone, it is truly terrifyingly large.

Murphy made a rough estimate, based on comparisons with the surrounding objects in the image.

The height of this giant slime, just the distance from the ground to the highest point of its body, could be several hundred meters.

What does several hundred meters mean?

Even the depth of that large pit, from the opening to the bottom, is far less than a few hundred meters.

Something several hundred meters high simply cannot fit in this underground facility.

In other words, this slime farm is very likely a subspace.