Fantasy Game: Infinite City

Chapter 715, Floor 94 (17)

Soon, it arrived at the door of the room. The door was a heavy metal door, covered with scratches and damage, and some strange dark red marks. The doorknob was completely destroyed, and the door was slightly tilted, leaving a small gap. The liquid metal humanoid did not immediately push the door open and enter. Instead, it stopped. Its scarlet optical sensors carefully scanned the interior of the room through the crack, trying to understand the environment, confirm the target's exact location, and whether any danger lurked.

Through the crack in the door, it could vaguely see that the room was completely dark, with extremely weak light, making it almost impossible to discern the details inside. However, its optical sensors could clearly detect a huge, old machine in the center of the room. This machine was enormous, about three meters tall and five meters long, entirely black, covered with a thick layer of dust and rust, indicating it had been abandoned for a long time. The machine's outer shell had several cracks, exposing the internal wiring and components, which were also severely aged, corroded, and some even broken. It appeared to be just an ordinary, long-abandoned large machine, with nothing unusual about it. But strangely, the abnormal energy fluctuations and eerie life force were emanating from this old machine, and they were growing increasingly intense.

The liquid metal humanoid scanned the old machine again, this time its sensors capturing even more bizarre details. It discovered that the machine was covered in a thick layer of rotting flesh, dark red in color, appearing to have been decaying for a long time. The surface was covered in viscous liquid and black spots, emitting a strong stench of decay. Strangely, however, this rotting flesh didn't emit any foul odor; instead, it carried a faint, eerie smell, consistent with the overall odor in the air. Even more shockingly, this rotting flesh covering the machine seemed to retain signs of life, pulsating slowly like a weak pulse. Each pulse caused the flesh on the machine's surface to undulate slightly, simultaneously emitting an even fainter, more eerie life force and energy fluctuation. The frequency of the pulse was extremely slow, like a candle about to be extinguished, weak yet tenacious.

Upon seeing this, the crimson optical sensor of the liquid metal humanoid flickered slightly, clearly shocked by the bizarre sight. It had never seen anything like it before: an old, abandoned machine parasitized and covered in rotting flesh, and yet, that rotting flesh still maintained faint signs of life—this was clearly beyond its comprehension. But it was certain that this old machine parasitized by rotting flesh was the unknown target it had been searching for; the abnormal energy fluctuations and eerie life force emanated from this parasitic, rotting flesh.

Having identified its target, the liquid metal humanoid didn't hesitate. It extended its metal arm and gently pushed open the heavy, dilapidated metal door with a jarring creak that jarred the deathly silence of the room. A stronger, more pungent stench of decay and a strange, unpleasant odor immediately filled the room, shrouding it in an eerie and oppressive atmosphere. The liquid metal humanoid slowly entered the room, its steps still slow and cautious. The silvery-gray liquid metal on its surface continued to flow rapidly, and its crimson optical sensors were fixed on the old machine in the center of the room, parasitized by rotting flesh, constantly alert to its surroundings to prevent any unforeseen events.

The room was darker and more chaotic than what he could see through the crack in the door. The floor was covered in a thick layer of dust, rubble, and broken machine parts, along with bits of dried flesh scattered throughout. The walls were covered in eerie, dark red marks, stretching from floor to ceiling, like the tracks left by some creature. These marks were also slightly damp, suggesting they were the offspring of the decaying flesh that had parasitized the old machine. Around the room lay broken equipment and furniture, completely destroyed, just piles of wreckage still bearing traces of dark red blood and strange marks. Clearly, something unseen had happened here.

The liquid metal humanoid slowly approached the old machine parasitized by rotting flesh and stopped. Its crimson optical sensors meticulously scanned every detail of the machine, from its outer shell to the rotting flesh covering it, leaving no abnormality unchecked. It discovered that the rotting flesh had completely enveloped the machine, with only a few places still showing its old outer shell and rusted parts. The flesh was viscous, its surface covered with black spots and tiny pores, from which a dark red, viscous liquid slowly seeped. These drops fell to the ground, making a faint "drip, drip" sound, which was particularly jarring in the deathly silent room. The pulsation of the flesh became increasingly clear; each pulsation caused the machine to vibrate slightly, while simultaneously emitting a fainter life force and energy fluctuations.

To gain a deeper understanding of the machine and the rotting flesh parasitizing it, the liquid metal humanoid activated its advanced scanning function. Its crimson optical sensors emitted a weak red scanning beam, aiming to penetrate the decaying flesh and scan the machine's internal structure. Simultaneously, it sought to analyze the composition and life characteristics of the rotting flesh to determine why it could maintain a faint life force. The scanning beam slowly swept across the machine's surface, penetrating the rotting flesh and extending towards its interior. However, strangely, no matter how it adjusted the scanning frequency and intensity, the beam seemed blocked by some invisible force, unable to penetrate the rotting flesh, scan the machine's internal structure, or even analyze the composition and life characteristics of the rotting flesh.

The liquid metal humanoid didn't give up. It kept adjusting its scanning parameters and increasing the scanning intensity, scanning the old machine parasitized by rotting flesh again and again. But the result was always the same: a blank screen, no data whatsoever, as if the machine and the rotting flesh didn't exist at all, undetectable by any scanning equipment. This situation filled the liquid metal humanoid with immense bewilderment and confusion. Its scanning capabilities were extremely powerful, capable of penetrating thick alloys and concrete to scan the internal structure of objects, analyzing their composition and characteristics. No matter how hard or bizarre an object was, it couldn't escape its scan. But this time, it couldn't scan anything. This was clearly beyond its comprehension, making it even more vigilant. It realized that this old machine parasitized by rotting flesh was far more bizarre and dangerous than it had imagined.

After multiple scans yielded no results, the liquid metal humanoid abandoned the scans. It knew that continuing would be futile; to understand the machine and the rotting flesh, it needed to employ other methods. Therefore, it decided to completely sever the old machine, parasitized by the rotting flesh, and take it back to its base for more detailed research and analysis. Whatever secrets the machine and the rotting flesh might hold, it would uncover them all.

Having made its decision, the liquid metal humanoid no longer hesitated. The silvery-gray liquid metal on its surface instantly accelerated its flow, its light becoming even more dazzling. Its two arms instantly extended and hardened, transforming into two three-meter-long, sharp metal blades, gleaming with a cold and sharp light. The blades also emitted faint energy fluctuations, clearly indicating that it had activated the blades' energy enhancement function, intending to slice the old machine off completely as quickly as possible. Its scarlet optical sensors were fixed on the machine, adjusting its posture, searching for the optimal cutting angle to ensure it could cut the machine off in one go, while avoiding damage to the rotting flesh parasitizing it. It knew that the rotting flesh was the key to unlocking the secret and could not be easily damaged.

It quickly found the optimal cutting angle. Leaning slightly forward, the metal blades on its arms slowly rose, aiming at the bottom of the old machine, ready to begin cutting. Just as its metal blades were about to touch the machine's bottom and begin cutting, an unexpected event occurred. A muffled, loud boom resounded, and the floor of the room suddenly shook violently, as if an earthquake had struck. Debris, dust, and broken mechanical parts fell from the floor and walls, crashing to the ground with a crackling sound. The liquid metal humanoid instinctively stopped its movements. The liquid metal on its surface rippled slightly as it adjusted its center of gravity to avoid falling. At the same time, its crimson optical sensors rapidly scanned the ground, trying to find the cause of the vibration.

Just then, a long crack suddenly appeared in the ground near the old machine parasitized by rotting flesh. The crack was about half a meter wide, and it continued to widen and deepen as the ground trembled. Through the crack, one could see a large amount of rotting flesh, similar to that parasitizing the machine, hidden beneath the ground. This flesh was dark red, viscous, and covered with black spots and tiny holes. It emitted a strong smell of decay and a strange odor, and it pulsated slowly like a weak pulse. Each pulsation caused the ground to shake slightly, releasing an even stronger, eerie life force and energy fluctuation.

Upon witnessing this scene, the crimson optical sensors of the liquid metal humanoid instantly contracted, a flash of shock and vigilance crossing its eyes. It finally understood how wrong its previous judgment had been. This old machine, parasitized by rotting flesh, was not isolated; it was merely the surface. The entire interior of the skyscraper had long been infested and corroded by this rotting flesh. Hidden everywhere—under the ground, in the walls, and on the ceiling—were these bizarre, rotting flesh creatures, interconnected to form a vast, eerie network of flesh. The old machine was just a core node in this network. The rotting flesh relied on this machine to maintain a faint life force while continuously eroding the structure of the entire building.

The tremors intensified, and the cracks widened and deepened. From these cracks, more and more rotting flesh surged forth, flowing like a tide, spreading across the floor and outwards. Wherever it passed, dust, rubble, and mechanical parts were covered and swallowed by this viscous flesh. The entire room floor was quickly covered with a thick layer of rotting flesh, emanating an even stronger, more pungent stench of decay and a strange, unpleasant odor. Meanwhile, the rotting flesh hidden in the walls and ceiling began to seep out, slowly dripping down from cracks and holes in the ceiling, merging with the flesh on the ground and continuously expanding the area affected by the rotting flesh.

Just as the liquid metal humanoid was still reeling from the sight before it and preparing to react, an even more terrifying scene unfolded. From within the rotting flesh gushing from the cracks in the ground, a multitude of tiny, dark red blood bubbles suddenly appeared. These bubbles, covered with fine blood vessels, resembled miniature blood spheres. They grew rapidly within the decaying flesh, their size increasing exponentially, from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a fist, or even larger. These blood bubbles made no sound, silently growing and expanding. The only sounds in the room were the faint hum of the bubbles' growth and the faint pulsation of the flesh, creating an eerie and oppressive atmosphere.

The liquid metal humanoid immediately became alert. The silvery-gray liquid metal on its surface flowed faster, the metal blades on its two arms remained sharp, and its scarlet optical sensors were fixed on the ever-growing bubbles of flesh, ready to deal with any potential danger. It knew that these bubbles of flesh were definitely not simple; their appearance would inevitably bring even more terrifying dangers, and it had to be fully prepared to deal with this sudden change.