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Mechanical Alchemist: Chapter 13

A few days later.

In the complex underground passage, in a dark pit.

Suren tried his best to suppress his breathing, while his gaze focused on hundreds of meters away.

There, a humanoid monster was wandering aimlessly in the cave, hunting for food.

It still had some human clothes and equipment on its body, but its appearance had completely turned into a swollen monster like a giant mosquito.

Suren looked at the monster, his finger already resting on the trigger of the gun loaded with alchemical bullets.

As long as it approached, he would shoot it in the head.

[Diseased Human]

Explanation: Humans who have been transformed into monsters after being unable to withstand the curse power, they possess strong auditory perception. They do not have much intelligence, only the instinct to hunt and kill.

Fortunately, not long after, the monster wandered away in another direction and did not approach the place where Suren was hiding.

Suren also breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew, how many strange creatures are there in this underground world?”

This was not the first time he had encountered such monsters.

Three days ago, when he walked out of the secret passage, he encountered one.

Because he had no knowledge of the dangers of this underground cave and did not know that the sound of stepping on stones would attract these monsters with extremely sensitive hearing.

Fortunately, with his enhanced vision, he noticed it in time.

The thing charged at him like a mountain of flesh, almost killing him on the spot.

The distorted monsters could not get close, otherwise, just a simple wound could burst open with disgusting rotten flesh.

They had strong corrosiveness and a foul smell.

Ordinary bullets were useless. When they hit the monsters, it was like hitting a puddle of mud.

“Boa~” it produced a bubble, without any effect.

Fortunately, Suren was prepared and used several “high-explosive” alchemical bullets.

Precise shooting, like a cannonball exploding, completely pulverizing the monster.

However, he did not have many alchemical bullets left, and there were more than just this type of monster in these caves.

If it weren’t for him awakening the “Omniscient Eye” and greatly enhancing his night vision ability, he would have died many times during this journey relying only on the crude alchemical night vision instrument.

Suren had initially thought that this underground world was a large mine or cave.

But the size of the underground space was so incredible, not only were there remnants of human cities, but there was also a complete ecosystem underground, with various animals, plants, and monsters hiding in the dark corners.

Have you seen a fluorescent mushroom forest tens of meters tall?

Have you seen lizard-like creatures the size of dinosaurs?

Have you seen red-eyed rats that swarm like locusts?

Have you seen a centipede that is more than ten meters long and really has a thousand legs?

Have you seen the giant tentacled monster with eyeballs all over the walls?

Suren certainly hadn’t seen them in his previous life. In just a few days, his mind had acquired a lot of strange knowledge. With the identification of the “Omniscient Eye,” he also learned about many strange creatures.

Most of these underground creatures were grotesque and disgusting, just like deformed creatures after nuclear radiation.

This living environment was extremely harsh for humans!

Suren was afraid that the monster hadn’t gone far, so he stayed in the pit for a while, replenishing his food and water.

“Based on the map found in the bald storage ring, I should be approaching the B-level area with a higher frequency of human activity. Maybe I can run into another hunting group, it would be best to find someone to ask about the situation.”

Suren looked at the marked map, checked the food and water reserves, and estimated that his rations would not last until the human gathering city marked on the map.

As a lone traveler, he had always been cautious and did not dare to kill the underground creatures at will, for fear of attracting more trouble.

These few days of experience had gradually given him a relatively accurate concept of this mysterious world with extraordinary powers.

The fact that there was a large city ruins underground indicated that there were a large number of humans living here thousands of years ago.

Moreover, Ivan and his team were miners, and it seemed that they were a “wilderness hunting team” specializing in adventures and searching for supplies in the dungeon.

The pale complexion of their skin was not only due to bloodline but also because they had not been exposed to sunlight for a long time.

Suren suspected that even the destination he was heading to was not on the surface but underground.

But all of this was just speculation.

If he could survive a few more days and reach the “destination,” he would probably have a clear understanding.

Not long after, the satiety from the food made Suren feel that his glycogen was sufficient and he could continue on his journey.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and took out the [Pestoia’s Brooch] that had been placed in the storage ring before.

For these past few days, Suren had been pondering over the unknown information represented by the “???” displayed on the brooch.

The mystery of Pestoia’s death had always puzzled him.

An abandoned mansion that had been deserted for a thousand years, a ghost-type creature, a story with obvious doubts.

It was like missing a “key piece” to a puzzle.

Suren, who had watched over a thousand horror movies and cleared countless horror games, had a hunch that something was wrong with this brooch.

And this world had many strange supernatural powers. It wouldn’t be surprising if it caused big trouble.

If he didn’t know, it would be fine to remain clueless. But since he had suspicions, Suren didn’t plan to keep this “potentially explosive” thing with him.

Now that he had left the mansion far behind, he was no longer worried about triggering something bad.

Without hesitation, Suren dug a hole in the pit and buried the brooch, marking the spot.

He thought that if there was no problem, he would dig it up later when his perception could identify the hidden information on it.

He didn’t know that shortly after burying it, some consciousness in the brooch awakened, murmuring from the abyss, “Hmm, did that kid discover something?”

Suren was unaware that just a few days after he left “Storm Mansion” from that secret path, a group of black-clothed individuals quietly arrived.

In the ruined mansion, a blond youth wearing a pink suit was leisurely drinking coffee, seemingly unaffected by the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere before him.

Before long, the blond youth’s subordinates violently broke open the “curse space” filled with creepy dolls.

A black-suited strong man walked over with a box and reported, “Master Evan, there was a ‘Ghost-type Creature’ in the curse space of this mansion, and we have already killed it.”

The strong man spoke casually, as if he had a lot of experience dealing with such things.

After a pause, he opened the box to show the spoils, saying, “This is the ‘Curse Object’ we found after killing that creature. It should be the source supporting this curse space. Master Nick has already identified it, and it is of high quality with excellent effects.”

The blond youth glanced at the black butterfly brooch in the box. Seeing that it was a woman’s item, he was not very interested and waved his hand, saying, “Theresa, Miss, likes to collect these accessories. Take it to her mansion.”

The black-suited strong man respectfully replied, “Yes, Young Master.”

It seemed that this group of people also possessed the same “treasure map” as Suren did. They quickly found the secret path through the underground tunnel, then went through the maze and found the shattered altar.

The blond youth was still anticipating the legendary ruins of “Twilight Cross Society,” the most mysterious and powerful alchemy organization from the previous era. He fantasized that if the altar really existed as recorded in the ma**script, he might awaken a legendary super talent ability.

But soon, he heard a “bad news.”

The captain of the black-suited guards walked over with a slightly unpleasant expression and reported, “Young Master, we have explored the basement and it does match the deciphered content of the ‘Isaac Alchemy Ma**script.’ However, the ancient altar in the secret chamber has already been destroyed, so there is no way to perform the ritual. Moreover…”

The blond youth vaguely felt that there would be bad news, “Moreover, what?”

The black-suited guard said, “Moreover, after careful investigation, we found traces of recent human activities in the basement. So we deduced that the altar there may have already been triggered by someone.”

Hearing this, the blond youth became angry, “How is that possible! We are the only ones who know this information!”

After experiencing the huge disappointment of missing the treasure, he suddenly thought of something and said angrily, “Damn it! It must be that old man from the Lijia Family causing trouble again!”

“What about the ancient city ruins over there?”

“We have dispatched people to investigate, but no one has come back alive. The preliminary judgment is that the danger level there is at least ‘Red.’”

On the other hand, after a few more days, Suren finally encountered living people.

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Mechanical Alchemist

Mechanical Alchemist

The dark dungeons lay hidden beneath the earth, a labyrinth filled with countless ancient relics and treasures. Within these shadowy depths, there existed oddities and aberrations, cursed objects lurking in the gloom… Abysses and caverns were home to eldritch gods and mythical races… Artificers, cursed sigil prosthetics, and the towering black citadels stretched upward like fingers to the unknown… A mad alchemist’s brew of steam punk essence, a dash of the arcane, and a generous helping of the supernatural, all swirled together to forge a vibrant and colorful fantasy world. I am the Puppeteer Alchemist. All that I behold are but puppets to me. I alone am legion!



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