Han Wu left Ji Dezhuâs family that day. Upon discovering this, Ji Zhongyi flew into a rage at his father for hindering his path to success. Ji Dezhu grabbed the titanium feather duster and gave his son a lesson filled with love.
After a thorough beating, he then informed Ji Zhongyi of his plan. They were going to pack up and move to another city, as far away from the Machine God Cultâs influence as they could manage.
Ji Zhongyi simply couldnât understand his fatherâs actions and wallowed over the misfortune of having a cowardly father. Having previously overheard their conversation, he was aware that Han Wu was heading for the Weeping Mines, and he silently vowed to seek out his master once his wounds had healed.
Meanwhile, Han Wu had arrived at their next restricted zone: the Weeping Mines.
This area was a stark contrast to the lively and populous city they were in before. For one, the bulk of the land was taken up by the mines. For another, the main workforce here wasnât hunters but miners.
Though experienced and well-equipped for mining, the miners werenât trained in combat, so they would often employ hunters to protect them from automatons in the mines. Including himself, Han Wuâs team had four biological life forms and four automatons. This was considered to be a small team of hunters here at the Weeping Mines.
Most miners wouldnât hire such a small team unless they were either extremely strapped for money or were looking to conduct a large-scale mining operation with a larger workforce and had to hire multiple groups of hunters as security guards.
The lack of spatial storage equipment here meant the miners and hunters had to work together with large machinery to transport the heavy ores out of the mine.
Han Wu didnât have that trouble. Jumen had plenty of internal storage space, and supplying it with more energy would only increase that space. Kerryâs automatons could mine easily, and if necessary, Han Wu didnât mind getting an alloy pickaxe to work away.
With his physical strength, he could easily mine out any ore he could find. Thus, they decided to purchase some mining equipment and head down into one of the mines. The Weeping Mines were worse than the Lightless Sewers.
The terrain seemed to differ with every step, making it difficult to walk normally. Some areas were wide enough to fit five men walking side by side, while others were so narrow that even Kerryâs automatons couldnât fit through. Akanzor had to excavate the tunnel so that everyone could pass.
Most of the ores on the outer edge had already been mined, and anything left was largely regular ores of little value.
As Han Wuâs team delved deeper, they passed several other teams of miners. Even though they didnât talk, Han Wu could tell that they were wary of them, as if expecting to be robbed.
The rules of the Lawless Civilization meant this was very much viable, and Han Wu even considered the idea. However, the teams they encountered only managed to mine some regular ore, nothing worth the effort to steal. Han Wu would only act if he found something that piqued his interest.
They found better ores the further down they delved. Some of the ores they uncovered were exceedingly rare, sold by the gram in the Divine Civilization. Han Wu mined them before placing them in Jumenâs Spatial Storage.
The oppressive cave easily invoked the worst emotions in people, especially the more aggressive hunters. One day, they were mining and searching for Nanite Mythril as per usual, when a group of hunters entered the range of Han Wuâs senses. He pretended not to notice them and continued mining away.
The hunters attacked without warning, aiming their guns at Han Wuâs team while their four mechanical beasts pounced forward. At the same time, they noticed Kerry and her automatonsâ figures and decided to act on their lust.
âListen to our commands, or weâll blow your heads off!â the lead hunter threatened as he tried to pull Kerry to his side.
It had been a while since he had tasted a living lady, especially one as beautiful as her. The four automatons could be given to his brothers to pass around.
But Kerry wasnât going to cooperate so easily, and she didnât hesitate to fire her gun. Her revolver was fast and could regenerate bullets, so she didnât have to worry about running out.
âYou stupid bitch. You dare fight back? Everyone, bomb them to bits!â the lead hunter shouted.
No one responded.
Turning around, he saw a cable skewering through his underlings, leaving their bodies dangling in the air.
Han Wu appeared silently beside the lead hunter and gently tapped his shoulder with his right hand. The hunter nearly shot himself in his fright.
âDonât move. Iâll kill you soon enough, but before I do, I have some questions.â
âYou bastard, die!â The hunter frantically squeezed the trigger to unload a hail of bullets onto Han Wu.
Han Wu merely raised his right arm to snatch the bullets out of the air and toss them aside.
The clanging of bullets hitting the ground echoed like death in the hunterâs ears. He had never heard of anyone catching bullets with their bare hands before. Han Wu took advantage of the hunterâs shock to grab his gun and break it apart.
âNow, answer my questions,â Han Wu said quietly, the threat clear in his voice.
The hunter nodded in a daze.
âYou guysââ
Groans interrupted Han Wuâs interrogation. The hunters he had killed before had suddenly come back to life! Their heads swiveled forward, revealing stainless steel teeth. Their empty eye sockets shone red.
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Donât kill me! I have nothing to do with this. Theyâre the ones who killed you guys!â the lead hunter shouted at his companions in a panic, trying to escape while Han Wu was distracted.
Han Wuâs right arm turned into a laser gun. Raising it, he blindly shot at the escaping hunter, eyes still fixed on the corpses-turned-automatons. The laser bullet pierced through the hunterâs skull and killed him.
âI did say I was going to kill you, and now I did.â Han Wu sighed. âRest in peace.â
Then, turning his left arm into five cables, he captured the automatons.
âNow, time to investigate what happened to you lot.â