104: Chapter 104 Cyber ​​Black Factory

Qin Ming's index finger steadily squeezed the trigger.

"Bang!"

A bloody hole the size of a washbasin was blasted through the chest cavity.

*Clack-clack.*

"Bang!"

The mutating left-arm tentacle was blown clean off at the root.

*Clack-clack.*

"Bang!"

The neural tentacles on the back that were attempting to reshape the body were completely pulverized into meat paste.

The gunshots merged into a continuous roar within the enclosed attic.

It was deafening.

The orange muzzle flash flickered incessantly, illuminating Qin Ming's cold, emotionless face.

Shredded flesh splattered.

Filthy blood flowed everywhere.

Qin Ming controlled the gun with one hand.

Relying on the terrifying monstrous strength of his Advanced Physique Reinforcement, he forced this riot shotgun with its staggering recoil to deliver the suppressive fire of a heavy machine gun.

Ten shots.

Twenty shots.

Until the barrel glowed red-hot, emitting a pungent smell of scorched metal.

Until the once-arrogant body on the ground was completely beaten into a pile of mangled meat paste, its organs and tissues indistinguishable.

Even recovery abilities from another dimension lost all effect under this pure physical transcendence.

The pile of meat on the ground finally ceased all forms of squirming.

Complete silence.

[Ding! Killed Mutated Living Demon (Lower Tier).]

[Points Gained: 20.]

[Current Total Points: 684.]

The system's cold yet melodious mechanical voice finally rang out in his mind on time.

Qin Ming stopped firing.

He slowly lowered the smoking barrel.

He exhaled a breath scented with gunpowder.

Qin Ming turned around and looked at the resonator, which was still operating frantically.

The doctor was dead, but this machine was still widening the rift between reality and the other dimension.

The purplish-red lightning became increasingly violent.

From behind the rift, even deeper and more terrifying roars could be heard faintly.

Something even more massive was trying to squeeze into this world.

Qin Ming walked up to the resonator.

He raised his foot and kicked hard against the central shaft connecting the two giant tuning forks.

*Crack!*

A tooth-aching sound of metal snapping rang out.

The thick brass coils were forcibly snapped.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The resonator's buzzing stopped abruptly.

The purplish-red plasma beam extinguished instantly.

The torn void rift, deprived of its energy support, was like a wound being zipped shut.

It quickly healed and vanished within seconds.

The viscous, nauseatingly strange magnetic field in the air also dissipated.

"Larry."

Qin Ming spoke calmly.

In the corner of the attic, an old, dust-covered CRT television suddenly lit up.

Snowflakes flickered on the screen.

Then, a pixelated smiley face composed of green mosaics emerged.

"Zzt... Master... Firepower... too fierce..."

A hint of awe was audible in Larry's synthesized electronic voice.

A pale hand reached out from the screen.

"Zzt... resonator blueprints... received..."

Qin Ming nodded.

Let's go home...

Late at night.

Robert was clearly fast asleep, and it was pitch black under the door of Emma's room on the second floor.

Qin Ming ignored it and walked straight back to his bedroom.

Taking off his black coat, which carried a faint scent of gunpowder, Qin Ming sat down at his desk.

He opened a drawer and took out the latest model of a handheld game console.

He pressed the power button.

There was no classic startup music.

The palm-sized black-and-white LCD screen flickered once, then forcibly switched to a full-color high-definition surveillance feed.

This was the electronic cage constructed by Larry.

In the image.

An enclosed space composed of countless lines of green code.

No sky, no boundaries.

Herbert West's body, clad in a white lab coat, lay lifelessly on the floor.

The lower half of his clothes was still stained with blood from the Miskatonic University basement.

He hadn't woken up yet.

The aftereffects of being forcibly dragged across dimensions by Larry were enough to cause a normal human brain to crash for several hours.

Beside West, two women were squatting.

"Where did he catch another person from?" Bee frowned, poking West's shoulder with the tip of her toe.

"An Ogre? A serial killer? Or some unknown monster?" Esther sneered.

They looked up at their surroundings.

In the depths of the darkness, pairs of giant eyes made of garbled code lit up from time to time; it was Larry silently monitoring his "new friend."

In the real world.

Qin Ming sat in his swivel chair, watching these two formerly ferocious villains huddled together like lambs for the slaughter by the faint glow of the screen.

He rested his chin on one hand, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the desk.

Dr. Pretorius's resonator could open a channel to another dimension.

If it could be done in the physical world, what about the digital world?

"Larry," Qin Ming spoke softly.

"Zzt... Master... I'm here..." A pixelated smiley face made of green mosaics popped up in the upper right corner of the game console screen, accompanied by a slight static sound.

"Can you analyze that blueprint?"

"Data... reconstruction... can be done... zzt..."

"Build it," Qin Ming ordered.

The green code space inside the screen suddenly vibrated violently.

Bee and Esther stood up in terror, looking around. They thought that terrifying Electronic Ghost was about to play some new torture game.

Countless glowing green 0s and 1s converged frantically in mid-air.

In just over ten seconds.

A giant resonator, identical to the one in reality but composed entirely of piled-up pixels, stood tall in the center of the electronic cage.

Two massive pixelated tuning forks pointed straight at the pitch-black data dome.

"How marvelous..." West, lying on the ground, happened to wake up at this moment. He rubbed his splitting head and stared blankly at the giant machine that had appeared out of thin air, defying the laws of physics; the medical genius's brain completely short-circuited.

"Turn it on." Qin Ming's voice, converted directly through code into a booming electronic sound, exploded within the digital space.

West and the other two covered their ears in pain.

Larry faithfully executed the command.

The pixelated resonator emitted a dull, low-frequency roar.

Between the two tuning forks, the originally green data stream was instantly dyed a piercing purplish-red.

In the pure digital world, this cross-dimensional summoning was stripped of its physical viscosity and stench, presented directly in its most intuitive data form.

Space was torn apart.

Within the purplish-red halo, one translucent creature after another, resembling deep-sea jellyfish, squeezed through the rift.

They turned into "Pixelated Plankton" with mosaic edges.

However, their hunger for life and aggressiveness had not diminished in the slightest due to the reduction in dimension.

The dense swarm of pixelated monsters immediately locked onto the only three humans in the space who possessed soul fluctuations.

"What the hell are these things!" Esther screamed, backing away repeatedly, while Bee's face also turned pale.