Published: February 5, 2025
In the battle at the new district base, Ye Zhongming indeed obtained a substantial amount of magic crystals: nearly twenty thousand Grade 1 Magic Crystals, dozens of Grade 2 Magic Crystals, and one Grade 3 Magic Crystal.
At this stage, these items were undoubtedly a huge fortune.
However, using the Devil's Bet Table, which is famously known as the rich man's gambling table, was quite costly. In just a short while, he had used up nearly two thousand Grade 1 Magic Crystals and one Grade 2 Magic Crystal, not to mention his only Grade 3 Magic Crystal.
Even without counting today's expenses, the recovery of his mental energy, the evolution of the red-haired iron corpse, and the creation of the Edge of the Moon all required a large number of magic crystals. Although he seemed to have a lot in his pocket now, they would be gone in no time.
Well, now there was another mechanical guy, claiming to be his battle pet, but when he commanded it to attack, it asked him to insert the energy source?
Ye Zhongming felt like everything was going wrong.
But the situation was dire, so he gritted his teeth and followed the instructions to insert a Grade 1 Magic Crystal into the Thunderous Mechanic's iron head.
Immediately, the mechanical hands began to move after the magic crystal was inserted, and its dim eyes lit up.
"One unit of energy, Grade 1 cannon."
A mechanical voice sounded, and a myriad of mechanical parts suddenly burst forth from its hands, with hundreds of parts piled up on the ground in a matter of moments.
"Boss, hurry and help!" Little Tiger and the others were already struggling and crying out for support.
The Thunderous Mechanic ignored them and began to swiftly assemble the parts, its speed so fast that it was hard to keep up with, even leaving Ye Zhongming only able to see afterimages.
In five seconds, a mini cannon resembling a stool was completed, its barrel about ten centimeters long, swaying left and right as it awaited Ye Zhongming’s command.
Ye Zhongming suddenly felt that he had been cheated by the Devil's Bet Table.
What could this little thing do? A ten-centimeter barrel? Are you kidding me? Could this thing even kill a non-mutated rat with one shot?
"Crash!" A sound came, and Ye Zhongming looked up to see the stone giant had been shattered under the assault of the heavy armored skeleton and the mist serpent.
"Boom!" Meanwhile, the osmium golem had delivered a heavy blow to the naga, twisting its face, but was unable to withstand the attack from the level 3 bloodstained zombie and the level 2 cursed black camel, turning back into a lifeless piece of metal.
Shengyuan, holding a shield, was also repeatedly pushed back by the combined assault of the level 3 Flame Lion and the level 2 dark twilight. Although he wasn’t directly hit, he was greatly shaken and was continuously spitting out small amounts of blood.
The others, lacking the protection of the few giants summoned by basic summoning technique, dared not rush forward and could only stay by Shengyuan’s side, helping him fight the opponents in front of him.
Ye Zhongming drew the Edge of the Moon; he knew he had to act, or everyone would perish here today. He never expected that he would be cheated by the Devil's Bet Table like this.
A prompt still echoed in his mind, asking him to choose a target to attack. Frustrated, Ye Zhongming shouted, "Mist Serpent!"
The mist serpent was a monster hidden in pink mist, at level 3, with a very bizarre attack method that could spew out thick smoke. Just touching it would lead to corrosion. The stone giant was shattered so quickly due to the mist serpent’s attack weakening its body, resulting in it being taken down by a few strikes from the heavy armored skeleton.
The mist serpent's attack was an area attack, and Ye Zhongming didn’t have effective defense methods. Moreover, he feared the strange mist would attack Shengyuan; he worried the shield wouldn't hold.
Once the shield was gone, the last step of Ye Zhongming's plan couldn’t be implemented.