"——Lichi Peak."

When this word was spoken, Leoz immediately felt it was incredibly fitting.

Yes, historically, the Demigod Lichi Peak should look like this.

[Is it because of the [Blacksmith] that my appearance merged with it?]

"Don't know where the others are scattered." Lanan said, "Ever since you swung that sword, a strong white light suddenly bloomed in front of us... Then, when we woke up, we found ourselves in this steampunk world."

"Teleportation doesn't work either."

Leoz checked, and the system interface was stuck, completely unable to open his personal inventory.

He could switch accounts and forums, but couldn't speak.

The chat group was also locked, unable to communicate.

"It seems at least this place is civilized, let's walk around first, best to gather everyone." Leoz turned off the unhelpful system and said to Lanan.

Yueyue nodded, her hands folded on her belly, agreeing:

"Yeah, I think so too."

They began to stroll along this street, asking around and making inquiries.

Surprisingly... the people here understood English and could communicate with Leoz.

After a while, Leoz and Lanan gathered useful information.

"This is a country called the Victor Duchy, and we are in the capital, Hainas Industrial District."

The snow was falling too heavily, Leoz opened an iron umbrella, and the two stood under it, conversing:

"Victor Duchy is still in the steam age but has a lot of advanced technology, including artificial intelligence, low-tech, high-level, it's a typical steampunk world, looks like we might have entered a hidden instance."

"The reason for entering is unknown, the combat record shows nothing." Lanan said, "Also, our appearance has changed significantly, but fortunately, we have player IDs above our heads, otherwise, we wouldn't find anyone."

"Communication with the people here is a bit rigid, like outdated game NPCs, only responding to fixed Template questions: Who are you? Where is this? What are you doing today? What's happening somewhere..."

Leoz spoke and wrote a name in his notebook:

"Lisbon Machinery Factory."

"In the recent inquiries, almost everyone... NPC mentioned this word."

"Either something happened at Lisbon Machinery Factory, or the factory owner is a villain, or the foreman is involved with gangsters. It looks like they're guiding us to that place."

Lanan rubbed her chin, blinked, and said:

"Then why don't we go find this place."

"It might be a trap." Leoz said.

"That's how linear games are." Lanan chuckled, "The protagonist always ignores advice, determined to go to the tiger mountain, then gets trapped at the target location, trying every way to escape—old games are like that."

Leoz was speechless, "I haven't played... Let's go with you then."

"Yay!"

Lanan squinted her eyes, raised her hands high, revealing her fair armpits, then put her hands behind her, looking at Leoz with surprise:

"Didn't expect Truly General to be invincible in PvP but doesn't understand this classic game mode?"

"Honestly, I've never played a game." Leoz admitted.

"Liar." Lanan looked at him, walking backward with her hands resting on her head, chatting with Leoz, "You're so strong, but it's your first time playing a game, who would believe that."

"Do you play a lot?"

"Of course."

Lanan counted on her fingers:

"Silent Mountains, Devil May Cry, Asam Creed, Monster Abuse People: Lift it up, Cry Hard: Modern Warface... "

"What a mess." Leoz complained.

"Old era games. Where I used to live, there were many places selling these disc games."

Lanan nostalgically said:

"Initially had no money to buy, but the games were fun, now, games are on sale and piling up like mountains, yet there's no motivation to play anymore..."

"Maybe it's because, you're old."

"Truly, you're so bad at pleasing girls, better be careful not to find a girlfriend later."

"I have kids piling up like mountains, having a girlfriend doesn't matter."

The two chatted intermittently and crossed countless streets and alleys, finally arriving at their destination.

Lisbon Machinery Factory.

The icy cold wind rushed into the bustling factory, colored by the roaring steam.

"We've arrived."

Without thinking, Leoz jumped over the wall, entering the production area.

"Wait, wouldn't it be bad for us to just go in, can't trigger the task..."

Before Yueyue could catch up, Leoz had already entered the power workshop.

At that moment, the power workshop at Lisbon Machinery Factory suddenly erupted, workers shouting, "Quick, shut down the piston! Someone's fallen into the machine! Shut down fast!"

The news spread urgently, and as the operator was about to shut down and rescue, a tall foreman suddenly jumped out, shouting:

"What's the panic? No shutdown allowed! The machine is running, what if the sudden shutdown ruins the machine!"

Leoz watched this scene, confused.

[Why does shutting down the machine cause it to break?]

The old worker beside him was anxious, quickly said, "But Sam foreman, the kid fell in, if we don't shut down, his leg will be amputated."

The foreman's small eyes glanced, irritably said, "Nonsense! Old York, you know his leg's gonna be amputated, why don't you cut his leg earlier to save him!"

"Are you joking?!" The old worker York was dumbfounded, "That's human life."

"His life is worth a few bucks, can it replace the machine? If you don't go cut his leg, you'll compensate for today's machine loss."

Leoz continued to be puzzled until he saw the lathe beside him.

[Oh, it's a rolling door. It should be the thigh being directly rolled up.]

"This..."

York was speechless, just as he was about to refute, the crowd grabbing the person in trouble shouted again, "Quick, shut down the machine! The kid's entire thigh is stuck!"

The foreman swore, found an axe from a nearby workroom, angrily ran over, shouted, "Damn it, all move aside!"

The workers dared not stop him, watching the axe swing at the leg stuck in the machinery, chopping cleanly.

With a crisp sound, that half leg was involved in the machine, the steam machinery like a ruthless beast, swiftly devouring the flesh.

The foreman tossed aside the bloody axe, expressionless, saying, "What are you standing for, save him fast."

"Sam, you bastard!" A coworker angrily shouted, "Redd has two younger siblings. You made him Disabled, how is that any different from killing him?"

Foreman Sam sneered, "You better hold your tongue, if you're so kind-hearted, why don't you support his family? If this machine suddenly broke due to shutdown, the factory bears huge losses, can't pay wages, nobody survives."

He didn't glance at the child worker passed out in the blood, waved his hand, "Clean the floor, save who needs saving, others keep working."

Just as he finished speaking, he turned around and collided with a sturdy chest, the burly foreman Sam's view suddenly blurred, immediately fell to the ground, swearing as he stood up:

"Damn it, which blind one piled construction material here..."

Just as he finished, he saw the pile of 'construction material' lower its head, revealing a pair of ghostly blue eyes.

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