Mo Qingchen watched closely as the mechanical wild boar under Grey Wolf's welding became noticeably rounder.

It gave off the impression of being a pile of iron ingots welded together haphazardly.

His eyelids twitched involuntarily as he saw Grey Wolf wipe a non-existent bead of sweat from his forehead, exhale, and begin the manual transformation again.

"Phew, welding complete. Now, this pig's protective capabilities have increased significantly.

But its size seems a bit overloaded, so let's add a gravity suspension device.

As for weapons, both long-range and close combat are essential.

Given the limited conditions, let's whip up an energy-driven air cannon as a stopgap.

For close combat, the plasma oscillation saber will have to suffice.

Damn it! If conditions allowed, I'd make a laser cutting saber!"

The Fierce Wolf King, wielding a small hammer, began to pound crazily on the now much bulkier mechanical wild boar.

In Mo Qingchen's view, a ball of milky-white light enveloped the mechanical wild boar and Grey Wolf, making it impossible to see the transformation process, only hearing the frantic "clank clank clank" of metal being struck.

A mere fifteen minutes later, Grey Wolf stood with hands on his hips, laughing maniacally.

"Haha... This great inventor of the Green Grassland can produce a war machine even with such crude conditions! I'm truly a genius! Ahaha..."

Just as Mo Qingchen was bewildered by Grey Wolf's laughter, the next scene shattered his titanium-dog eyes.

In a series of "click-click-click" gear sounds, the mechanical wild boar, initially on all fours, stood upright, its body continually folding, extending, and transforming.

A towering four-meter robot, topped with a mechanical wild boar's head, stood before him.

Its pig eyes glowed red, and its shoulders were like two small platforms with dual cannon barrels three fingers thick protruding, while the front legs transformed into mechanical arms with plasma oscillation sabers popping out on either side of the handbacks.

A corpse of a mechanical beast had been turned by Grey Wolf into a Transformer robot!

Is it even reasonable to craft a Transformer with just a hammer?

Mo Qingchen just wanted to shout, forget about reason!

This is insanely awesome!

Even more exciting for Mo Qingchen was the Eye of Truth auto-activating, presenting him with the robot's detailed data.

This was actually a piece of equipment!

[Wild Boar Transformer Type One]

[Tier: Tier Three (Blue)]

[Attributes: Energy Core (Tier Three Energy Crystal Core, Remaining Energy 67%), Power 100, Agility 100, Constitution 100, Spirit 0]

[Skills: Energy Air Cannon, Plasma Oscillation Saber, Tearing, Charge]

[PS: Intelligence-deficient King Kong needs manual control]

What the heck...

These attributes matched the extreme values a Tier Three Exotic Beast could unleash. The only difference was the lack of a soul. How is this different from an Exotic Beast?

While Mo Qingchen marveled at the rugged appearance of the Wild Boar King Kong, Grey Wolf discreetly pulled out an arcade game controller.

"Zzz... Body activation successful..."

"Connecting smart bracelet, initiating manual control mode..."

"Commencing system diagnostic... Activating modules..."

"Head module... Signal system... Intelligence system... Combat system... Operating normally..."

"Body module... Balance system... Energy and transmission system... Gravity suspension system... Energy air cannon... Operating normally..."

"Limbs module... Plasma oscillation saber... Operating normally..."

"Beast module... Transformation system... Operating normally..."

With everything functioning normally, Grey Wolf began furiously jabbing away on the game controller.

Then the exceedingly rugged Wild Boar King Kong began moving on the spot.

First, its mechanical hands grasped; then, mechanical arms swung, its body twisted at the waist, raised its hips, and mechanical legs took steps.

After a round of activity, under Grey Wolf's control, the rugged Wild Boar King Kong performed a unique and eye-bleeding show of hip-thrusting with moonwalking.

"Ah, my eyes, they're going blind! Grey Wolf, stop right now! Damn it, are you seriously making a metallic Wild Boar King Kong do a seductive dance? Does it even suit it?!"

Watching the Wild Boar King Kong dance to the seductive routines of girls' groups from a past life, Mo Qingchen felt a spiritual blow.

"Boss, I'm just testing the robot's flexibility; see, even with all the twisting, there's no malfunction. It's truly a masterpiece of my genius invention, ahaha..."

Grey Wolf, maneuvering the controller, did high-difficulty moves, nearly making the Wild Boar King Kong perform some folding splits.

Unable to bear Grey Wolf's showing off, Mo Qingchen snatched the game controller from him.

"Grey Wolf, how do you operate this thing?"

"It's simple. First, boss, connect with your smart bracelet. You'll need the AI system inside the smart bracelet to control this big guy flexibly."

Man and wolf began a profound discussion about the Wild Boar King Kong.

Only when Mo Jin appeared did the various tests on the Wild Boar King Kong stop.

The arrival of 6 PM heralded the strengthening of monsters within the trial dungeon.

"Let's eat first, then rest a bit, and after that, we'll discuss whether to leave this Twin Towers or find a way to explore the area below the 20th floor obscured by the red mist."

In the trial dungeon, standard practice is to gather 100 points and enough supplies to survive ten days, then find a relatively safe spot to ride out the ten-day trial.

But Mo Qingchen needs to top the leaderboard and earn the Abyssal Rules rewards, so hiding isn't an option.

Fortunately, with the efforts of Mo Qingchen and Mo Jin, their score securely holds the top position, 12,000 points ahead of the second place.

The second-placed brother from the Northern Bear Empire truly lives up to being born from a warrior nation, relentlessly closing in.

Keep in mind, Mo Jin only rested a little during the day; the rest was spent on a killing spree.

Even so, the opponent's score caught up by so much, considering it was 18,000 points behind at noon, and now only 6,000 behind.

This warrior nation's little brother is indeed desperately catching up.

Nonetheless...

Mo Qingchen glanced at the AI-operated patrolling Wild Boar King Kong on his smart bracelet, thinking, catching up? Dream on!

"Here, here, Grey Wolf, you've worked hard. This piece of Flame-Roasted Lamb Chops is for you."

He once again pulled out a two-pound lamb chop, placing it on the table, and slid it over to Grey Wolf.

But seeing him pull out a cloth with patches from who knows where to pack the lamb chops, Mo Qingchen helplessly patted his forehead.

Why would watching a Wolf King who loves his wife more than himself make his eyes water?

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