Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

The perimeter of the circle was connected to countless bundles of cables that pulsed like flesh and blood. All the systems of this giant's body, including power, weapons, and movement, were connected to this "center", subject to unified control and management by this "central" hub.

Within those green fluorescent lights, resembling green light bulbs, and through the pale mist, one could vaguely make out one after another... human heads.

The numerous feedback signals from the "giant" Mecha's body inputted continuously into this processing center, just like various sensory stimuli. All the "human heads" existing in the center were unique processors, each handling different signals.

At the same time… their wills were, to some extent, interconnected, which ensured that the computing power of each "human brain" could be stacked together.

And it wasn't just a simple addition.

The mysteries of the human brain remain unsolved by humanity to this day. When these brains are fully connected through some peculiar technology, the computational power they can generate is no less impressive than that of those large computer centers.

Before the city had opened up its electronic networks, using a large number of human brains as core processors was the only way humans had conceived of as an exit on the path to "intelligence".

But this required the owners of these brains to be without defenses against each other and possess pure, unified, and harmonious wills.

Finding even one such person in this city was difficult enough, let alone a group whose combined mental prowess could rival that of computer mainframes.

Moreover, human nature is complex, thoughts jumping wildly and without boundaries.

Could there really be some technology capable of binding the flightful thoughts of humans, making them process every received "data information" as accurately as a computer?

But those old fellows who had been driven out of the military… wanted to give it a try.

This was the only and genuine possibility for their broken bodies to be of great help to the city, to humanity.

"Step aside!" the leader of the fighting faction waved his scepter and shouted loudly at those blocking the way, "I don't intend to cause slaughter, I just want them to know… the marshal, he didn't make a mistake!"

The cold light on the machine gun barrels reflected a chilling glare, and every member of the security team could feel the sharpness as if a blade was resting on their necks.

The giant's body was armed with a multitude of different models and types of guns and cannons in an eerie setup, with no apparent user for each one. Yet the security team members could feel that each of the primed weapons could fire a deadly bullet at any moment.

What kind of heavy weaponry could the city's fighting factions possibly acquire?

These small arms were all they had accumulated over the years.

But in today's world, no one dared let such a relentless barrage of firepower hit them squarely.

Even the strongest metals have a fatigue limit, and even the strongest people have their own limits.

To ensure the accomplishment of their goal, even without the intent to harm, they needed to retain the capability to do so.

"I feel like I'm being targeted by at least a dozen guns."

"Same here."

"Same here."

"There's no way to dodge them all..." A drop of cold sweat quietly slid down the forehead of a security team member.

The true elites who could enter the security team were the city's top fighters.

These battle-hardened elites were extremely sensitive to danger, and those undisguised gun barrels were pointed straight at them, impossible to ignore.

What was most important was… that the guns were evenly locking onto each of them, without duplication or omission.

Before individual strength was enough to destroy a star with a single punch, numbers were always at the heart of a fight; after all, one more person meant one more weapon.

As for the reserve of weapons… as many houses can't be occupied at once, as many weapons can't be used all at the same time.

The intelligence reports had said that this fighting faction had only about a hundred people. The full deployment of their elite squad meant a sure victory.

However… no one expected this faction to possess such lethal weaponry!

The squad leader glanced sideways at Caesar, the overall team leader next to him, and suggested softly, "Caesar, why don't we just back down for now… It looks like these guys don't have any bad intentions. Maybe they just want to show something through this opportunity."

"No!" Caesar refused flatly, his cheeks firm, eyes fixed straight ahead, "We are the benchmark of the city's security force; we can be broken, we can be benched, but we cannot be twisted. If we allow them in today, does that mean we let in bugs and beastmen tomorrow?"

"Pass my command, fight to the death! No retreat!"

Caesar's voice, accompanied by a ripple of Spiritual Energy, spread out as the members of the security team shouted in unison, "Yes!"

"Good." The leader of the War Group cast a downward gaze, yet a hint of joy flickered within.

He also wanted to see if, in the city to which he and his old comrades were so loyal, there were truly any trustworthy people.

Fortunately, there seemed to be some.

"Just step over them!"

The towering giant did not need to bother with these insignificant ants.

When the difference in size reaches a certain extreme, ordinary people's attacks are irrelevant to a giant who can freely control its entire body to repair and mend the damage.

At the same time, the other members of the War Group were not just loafing around!

The giant took a large step forward, each step causing the steel to tremble.

The War Group members lunged at the security team elite squad once again, using their bodies to delay these minions of the security team who wanted to thwart their leader's intentions.

And the giant who had easily crossed over the security team's area was only a few steps away from the closest point to the gate that had already fallen.

As the last barrier of the upper city district, this gate and the hardest breastplate on the Mecha were made of the same material, which to date was very difficult to breach quickly with any human weaponry.

However, there was no need to break through.

The giant bent down, and its hand full of firearms reached for the theoretically thicker wall beside the gate.

As its palm embedded within, an endless stream of information flashed rapidly through the glowing green ring. Sitting at the very core within the giant's body, Wen Jie frantically tapped on the keyboard.

The system controlling the city gates was an early creation, from a time when the city had not yet rebooted its electronic network and the performance and computational power of the mainframe used within the city were limited.

Although this technology had been rebooted by now, updates to the system and even the hardware involving the entire city required a long time.

The thought of breaching an unbreached system was very low on their list of priorities for updates.

Right now... facing a biological master brain center that was a notch higher in computational capacity, it was like an average person caught in an avalanche, shattered in an instant.

The loss of control over the gate system also rendered this indestructible barrier meaningless.

Yet, the giant seemed interested in the gate as well, casually fastening it onto its chest.

The mechanics surged like a living entity, and the foreign gate panel, in an instant, harmoniously became the toughest chest plate on the giant's chest.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The giant approached the entrance.

A tunnel entrance barely ten meters high was not adequate for a creature tens of meters tall, yet before everyone's eyes, this enormous behemoth swiftly split into the original dozen heavy-duty trucks that drove in, morphing back into its other form as it passed through the gate, the whole process so smooth and flawless that it was nearly indefensible.

When the giant expanded its limbs within the domain of the upper city district, a glaring red alert instantly lit up on the panels of all players who had received the task.

[Warning! Warning! Current chaos value: 9999! Please stop the situation from worsening immediately!]

...

The same message flashed three times.

"Huh?" Kuang Xin and the others expressed their puzzled confusion.

The battle they were participating in was going very well, and other areas were gradually clearing up the remnants via voice communication. How did the chaos value that had just been suppressed to no more than two hundred points suddenly spike to the max?