Chapter 130: Cleaning Firearms

Yi Chen’s plan was simple: destroy all the firearms in the factory, and once only one gun was left, it would indicate the main body of the “Severe Disease Object.” Edmund immediately pointed out the difficulty of this plan. “Although this factory was about to be abandoned, the amount of firearms was not large, but there were still nearly a hundred of them. The most dangerous part was undoubtedly the Exhibition Area, where more than thirty classic firearms were displayed simultaneously. The moment one entered, bullets could come from all directions. Usually, metal firearms needed to be destroyed in close combat. Any flying tools could be shot down by bullets en route, making it difficult to cause damage. The closer one got to the firearms, the greater the risk of being shot,” “Hmm… are there the most guns in the Exhibition Area? If so, we’ll deal with that area last and clear the firearms in other areas first. I’ll be responsible for drawing attention while Jin takes care of the destruction. Edmund, you and Dagbert should act according to the situation. After all, your attribute is suppressed, and Dagbert’s body has just recovered.” “Drawing attention?” Edmund didn’t quite understand the meaning. In his view, it should be Jin, the highly coordinated gentleman, who should attract the gunfire, dodging the incoming bullets as much as possible, while the others destroyed the firearms. Moreover, Jin wasn’t carrying any weapons at all, which raised another issue of how he would destroy the firearms. Yi Chen didn’t explain much; he just conveyed through eye contact to make Edmund trust him. He stood up and walked towards the door, “Jin, let’s go!” “Hurry up, I can’t wait to deal with this rare ‘Severe Disease Object,’ strange and peculiar things can effectively enhance my combat experience.” If this situation had arisen before his encounters with the New Church and the village, Yi Chen would not have had such confidence. But now it was different, If Edmund, as a Gun Swordsman, was suppressed by this kind of disease object that could control firearms, then the ‘methods’ Yi Chen currently possessed were exactly suited to counteract this firearm disease object, Just before stepping out of the door, Yi Chen tried to convey his “Thought” to his gentleman’s clothes, the close adherence of skin to skin allowing the transmission of these neural signals. ????ÃΝő????Ê???? The clothing, with a Skin Content as high as 20%, immediately sensed Yi Chen’s thought, Hiss~ Threads emitting an ancient aura emerged from the collar, swiftly weaving into a pitch-dark hood, almost covering the entire face above the mouth. The only exposed mouth was also covered by a mask, crafted from the threads and tough plants together. About 90% of the “Gentleman’s Skin” was concentrated in the head area to ensure bullets could not damage the head. The visual observation was entirely left to Grape. Similarly, every vital organ inside Yi Chen’s body was enveloped by a thick weave of plants, The plants, which had evolved from absorbing the Village Chief’s heart, had a certain hardening ability to ensure that bullets that penetrated the body did not harm major organs. Having prepared all this, Yi Chen took a deep breath and pushed open the cold iron door in front of him. Outside the door was the open corridor of the factory’s second floor. He vaulted smoothly over the banister with one hand and deliberately landed in the most dangerous area, the center of the workshop. Grape’s eyes rapidly scanned the surroundings, totaling seven firearms distributed in different areas of the abandoned workshop, One of them, a single-barreled shotgun hanging on the wall as decoration, had locked onto Yi Chen’s back, adjusting its muzzle… Bang! A bullet, as if alive, shot straight at him. Sёarᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Snapping! It accurately and without deviation hit his back, lodged between the flesh and blood. Just as the bullet was prepared to absorb the iron element, crunch~ a mass of plants lurking inside the body entangled the bullet and expelled it from the body instantly. Ding! The crisp sound of the bullet hitting the ground signaled the danger was eliminated. Meanwhile, as the bullet wound in the flesh healed under the wriggling of the umbilical cord and the coordination of the plants, it visibly shrunk and was covered by multiple layers of plant net. Suddenly, Bang! Bang! Bang! Successive gunshots came from different directions, one of the bullets aimed at the head, embedded deeply into the material of the hood, but failed to penetrate. The remaining bullets entered Yi Chen’s body one after another, and within less than a second, these bullets were pushed out of his body by the plants, not even having enough time to absorb the iron. As the gunfire continued, crackle and pop~ Blood-stained bullets fell like raindrops all around him. Yi Chen even seemed to enjoy it, wanting to spread his arms wide to express the refreshing sensation the “bullet massage” brought him. This was so-called attribute suppression. Once Yi Chen found out that bullets were deliberately retained inside the body, he judged that their power was not great. Though he enjoyed it, Yi Chen was actively observing and analyzing, utilizing the trait of recognizing Ancient Living Text, allowing Yi Chen to successfully read the true name of the firearm disease object. [Gun Master – Amis Tiller (Severe Disease Object)] The squirming typography finally took on the appearance of steel, cold and extremely dangerous. Such names would quickly switch between different firearms, also helping Yi Chen make an effective inference. “This guy can only control one gun at a time to fire. Although the transfer is fast, there is still a firing interval, about 0.3s~0.5s. This timing is crucial; Jin will definitely be able to grasp it,” he thought. While Yi Chen was thinking, a red figure leapt down from the Second Floor, perfectly capturing the timing difference of the shot, and touched the shotgun hanging on the wall for display. A string of red threads spread along the body of the gun, quickly reaching the gunpowder within the bullets! Paired with the Red Lotus’s amplification of explosive effects, Boom! The red blaze burst into light in the workshop, completely shattering the firearm. Taking advantage of the dust created by the explosion, Jin disappeared again, quickly appearing near another gun… touching and detonating it! Just like that, all the firearms within the workshop were blown up. Edmund and Dagbert leaned against the Second Floor corridor, watching the unbelievable Red Lotus explosion and Yi Chen’s so-called drawing of fire, hardly able to imagine that the two were still categorized as human. “Has William’s plant illness evolved? How can his self-healing be so strong… and that gentleman in a mask, what’s with his terrifying speed and explosive power?” “Touch-and-explode must be some kind of rare pathological trait, right? In our batch, besides William, there are actually such characters.” Similarly, as the loud explosion resonated in the workshop, another Gentleman Team hiding in a storeroom also made themselves known. Among them, two were injured and not in good shape. When they learned that Yi Chen and Jin had intervened in the event under the guise of ‘Cesimani,’ they expressed gratitude and were willing to assist fully. They continued to use this tactic to clear firearms within the factory, occasionally encountering situations where they ceased firing at Yi Chen, trying to lock on Jin and other gentlemen instead. However, once the guns were not aimed at Yi Chen, he would burst forth with terrifying speed, instantly dismembering the nearest firearm with an axe. Gradually, as most of the firearms in the factory were cleared, the Exhibition Area that Yi Chen deliberately left to the last began to stir. The thirty and more firearms stored there started to quiver. All the firearms seemed attracted, beginning to converge toward the center to form a whole, an aggregation capable of blasting Yi Chen’s body to bits. All barrels were aimed at the only entrance and exit of the Exhibition Area, faintly, the sound of footsteps approaching could be heard; only one person was coming this way. Click—the iron door was shoved open! Bullets visibly poured out in an instant, turning the area behind the door into a beehive, but in reality, hitting no living target; there was no one at the doorway at all. When the shooting ended, a multicolored sleeve of an arm suddenly stretched out from the side of the door, holding something, and threw it violently inside. Ten compressed cubes of meat accurately scattered around the guns, and quickly overflowed with red upon hitting the ground. Even though the Gun Master felt threatened and tried to smash all these pieces of meat…it was too late. Eight cubes were destroyed by the bullets, but on the remaining two cubes, radiant Red Lotus blossomed… snap! A snap of the fingers. The red blaze swiftly filled the entire exhibition room, the firearms aggregation exploded, torn apart, melted, and dismantled vigorously scattering around.