Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

#1995 - Mathematical Bliss (Part 34)

Fu Qian had always been involved in the secondary industry, so he quickly corrected his judgment based on what he saw.

The visibility in the space in front of him wasn't high, so there was no way to see where the huge grab came from.

But in that fleeting glance, the impactful shape was still impressive.

Organic material was certain, dark red, the main body was a long, regular chain shape, swinging out an elegant arc as it moved.

The grab at the end was much thicker in comparison, at first glance resembling a rapidly dividing tree crown—or the dendrites of a neuron cell.

At the same time, as time goes on, drug resistance will gradually increase, so the infused things need to be constantly upgraded, and the supporting structures are constantly being discarded, which is why there are so many dry umbilical cords.

After he efficiently chose to "cut off" ecstasy, in order to create a confusing item, the being behind him drove the grab and brought his nutrient capsule to the next level of filling platform, activating a temporary substitute.

Of course, in the end, it still failed to get its wish.

While silently sorting out his thoughts, Fu Qian watched the nutrient capsule being taken away by the dendrite grab into the distance until it disappeared from sight.

At the same time, another grab had already swung over and grabbed the empty nutrient capsule in front of him.

With a slit open and the contents much lighter, it didn't seem to make the grab feel any different, thus affecting the operation.

At the same time, since it was very close, it became clearer to observe.

He saw that the chaotic and slender tips of the grab quickly coiled around the nutrient capsule, gripping it tightly as if with countless suckers, and easily lifted it.

The direction was different from the previous one, and at the same time, the entire process didn't touch him.

...

It really looks like a pre-set assembly line, without obvious subjective will.

Then the question comes, if his nutrient capsule appeared here was indeed driven by the being behind him, then how did it do it?

Infiltrate the production system? Or occupy the position of workshop director?

What the next level above this looks like is really challenging imagination.

But one thing can be imagined, that is, if it, like him, is awakened level by level, then it may have also experienced the current process.

Been to this place, walking naked in a flesh and blood factory.

Walking to the side, Fu Qian sat down along the edge of one side of the platform.

There was no way down from this raised workbench, apparently the design process didn't consider this function.

However, the side in front of him was the one with the gentlest slope around the platform.

In addition, the obvious flesh and blood material below, although the platform is high, sliding down should not be too dangerous—indeed it wasn't.

The next moment Fu Qian had already reached the ground with muscle-like textures.

In contrast, it was slightly rougher, but a layer of mucus on the surface greatly reduced the friction on the body, and Fu Qian was already standing up as the slide stopped.

It should be that direction.

There was still no response around, and Fu Qian didn't stop at all, directly and quickly selecting a direction to move forward.

That was the direction in which the nutrient capsule was taken by the grab.

...

It really is an unmanned factory.

The road was a bit difficult to walk on, but Fu Qian's speed was still considerable, and he quickly passed through four filling stations.

Throughout the whole process, he didn't encounter any obstacles, nor did he see any human-shaped creatures moving freely like him—there were many who were not free.

After climbing a slope, Fu Qian finally came to the edge of this place.

It was an arc-shaped wall of flesh and blood, towering all the way up, enveloping everything inside.

The surface was a very strange structure, not flat, covered with brain cortex-like gyri.

At the same time, many gyri were inlaid with the kind of nutrient capsules he had just been in, with vaguely visible human figures inside.

All very quiet.

It seems that when they are not being infused, people stay on this circle of walls around, enjoying ecstasy.

In addition, at the edge of the range of vision, he could still see his own, proving that he didn't look in the wrong direction.

Although it was far away, it was almost an empty shell after all, and it was still recognizable.

But an interesting point was that next to the empty shell, there was actually another empty shell that was equally recognizable.

At the same time, it could be found that the liquid inside had been spilled, not a drop left.

The former residence of the Ancient One?

This was almost Fu Qian's first reaction.

After all, he came with ill intentions, and under the pull of fate, it was normal to be close to the traces left by the target, right?

Of course, this is from a sentimental point of view. Rationally speaking, there should not be many people who have the ability to come to this third level, open the nutrient capsule and walk out, so the probability of it being that person is not low.

In general, this first step of exploration has yielded some interesting information.

At the same time, there was also a gain, that is, proving that his choice to leave the nutrient capsule in advance was correct. At this height on the wall, it would obviously be more difficult to come down intact at this moment.

As for what to do next... Let's bring in that former Awakened One and think about where they might go after coming out, looking for the next opportunity?

Fu Qian looked around, and the structure of this part of the area was constantly outlined in his mind, and at a certain moment, he naturally looked at one of them.

There was no other reason, it was just too classic.

Unlike the previous workbenches, it was actually connected to the flesh and blood wall at the edge, a straight staircase leading upwards.

In such a situation, it was almost like engraving "I am the Road to Ascension" directly on it.

Anyone who sees it after breaking out of the cocoon would probably want to go over and take a look—but Fu Qian didn't want to.

Very special, but when he tried to bring in the Ancient One's thinking just now, a vague impulse, or inspiration, really appeared, pointing to another place.

A familiar-looking infusion tower, and even the faint luster on the tower was a bit familiar—consistent with his nutrient capsule.

That was the original charging place, suspected to have the highest potency in this place.