Hu Chan, wearing cyan armor, sat on a bare rock for most of the day.
Because there was only himself nearby, he didn't dare fall asleep.
He could only look around, hoping Qin Siyang would come quickly.
Just as he was feeling a bit drowsy.
Suddenly, a huge drill rose up from the ground before his eyes.
Hu Chan was startled, and instantly all sleepiness vanished.
He immediately activated his skill, ready for battle.
Kachack!
The drill cabin door opened, and a figure in full black armor climbed down.
Qin Siyang didn't remove his helmet first, instead he tried asking, "Hu Chan?"
Hu Chan also cautiously counter-asked, "Qin Siyang?"
Because he'd been impersonated before, Qin Siyang felt he still needed to further confirm Hu Chan's identity.
"Prove you're Hu Chan."
Hu Chan froze for a moment, but unwillingly opened his mouth, "Woohoo!"
"You also prove you're Qin Siyang."
Qin Siyang directly pulled a Titan Foxtail inner-leaf fragment from his backpack.
"This thing should be enough, right?"
Hu Chan looked closely. Sure enough, it was the payment agreed upon for accompanying Qin Siyang out of the safe zone this time.
Besides Qin Siyang, probably not many people could produce this material.
Qin Siyang waved, "Come with me, I'll take you to the god-hunting spot."
"How are we going?"
Qin Siyang patted the drill cabin, "Got transportation. Get in."
Hu Chan grew wary, "You didn't stash something in there to harm me, did you?"
Qin Siyang snorted with laughter, "Do I need to be sneaky to harm you? You can't outrun me, can't outfight me."
"With that substitute-death skill of yours, how many punches of mine can you take?"
"Hurry up, stop the nonsense, the sooner we finish the sooner you can go rest."
Saying so, Qin Siyang sat in the driver's seat.
Hu Chan thought a bit. The trump cards he'd brought today should be enough, nothing to fear from Qin Siyang.
So he sat down in the back seat of the drill cabin.
From the driver's seat Qin Siyang turned his head toward Hu Chan.
"What's with you sitting in the back? Am I your chauffeur and you the boss? Sit in the passenger seat!"
Hu Chan, hearing that, originally wanted to argue.
But after thinking it over, this time Qin Siyang was leading, so he restrained himself.
He climbed forward and sat in the passenger seat.
"Sorry, I'm just used to sitting in the back in church vehicles."
Qin Siyang drove the drill cabin underground, then took off his helmet, glanced at the instrument panel, and slowly maneuvered.
Although Hu Chan was the Holy Son, it was his first time seeing a god-hunting tool that could tunnel underground.
"This god-hunting tool, where did you get it?"
"Made it myself."
Qin Siyang, face unchanged, lied smoothly. This was already one of the basic survival skills in the safe zone.
Of course he couldn't sell out Lu Daoxing to this Holy Son of the Zephyr Church.
But Hu Chan clearly hadn't fully realized what kind of person Qin Siyang was.
On this matter, he was half believing, half doubtful.
Hu Chan also removed his mask, staring at Qin Siyang in disbelief, "You made it? You?"
Qin Siyang's lips curved, "What, don't believe it?"
Hu Chan touched the inside of the drill cabin, then looked at the instrument panel again.
"This drill cabin, even if two professors worked on it, it'd take at least three or four years. How could you possibly make it yourself?"
Hearing that, Qin Siyang's face didn't change.
But his mind turned, and he instantly realized two things.
First, Hu Chan understood sequence tools. He could directly estimate the construction time, maybe even had personally researched god-hunting tools.
Second, his words confirmed that Lu Daoxing's research on god-hunting tools was unbelievably strong.
But Qin Siyang remained calm.
"What's there to research in a drill cabin? Whether drill cabin, capsule cabin, or aircraft cabin, they're all just containers for people to sit in."
Then he casually pointed at the instrument panel.
"These things are all just slapped together, nothing like proper assembly line products."
"What you call three or four years, did you think I'd start from smelting steel to build this cabin?"
Hu Chan frowned, "Then what did you research?"
A confident smile lifted Qin Siyang's lips, "Of course it's the underground tunneling tech. That, is the core of the drill cabin."
The drill cabin's core technology was underground passage, Lu Daoxing's unique secret skill.
He'd heard it from Zhang Kuang back in the lab building.
Qin Siyang learned it on the spot and now copied it directly for Hu Chan.
Looking at Hu Chan again.
The Holy Son's eyes widened the moment he heard it.
Qin Siyang had pinpointed the technical difficulty of the drill cabin in one breath.
'Could it really have been him who made it?"
He cast sidelong glances at Qin Siyang.
Qin Siyang was utterly confident, not the slightest hint of guilt.
Hu Chan couldn't help swallowing.
"Qin Siyang… this drill cabin technology, how long did you research it?"
Qin Siyang said blandly, "After Li Tianming guided me into god-hunting tool making, I studied on my own about three months."
'Three months?'
Hu Chan was shaken to the core.
'Qin Siyang alone, in just three months, can develop such an exquisite technology?'
In contrast, he himself always prided as a genius of god-hunting tool research.
He had been smug for producing a third-tier god-hunting tool.
But in front of Qin Siyang, he seemed like a clown.
Hu Chan, who in his heart never accepted anyone, always arrogant and aloof, at Qin Siyang's few words, his towering confidence collapsed.
Crumbling into a wasteland of rubble.
'Qin Siyang, just how strong is he?'
What he felt sitting beside him was not an eighteen-year-old youth.
But an enormous being that brought him endless darkness.
Hu Chan felt an unprecedented crisis.
He stared blankly at the instrument panel, for a long time.
He finally came back to himself.
Although he didn't quite accept it, he could barely suppress the waves in his heart.
Just then.
He saw the readings on the panel shifting, his brows slowly furrowing.
Then he pulled out his pocket watch, opened it, and glanced.
"Qin Siyang."
"What now?"
"Why do I feel we're not heading toward the safe zone, but farther away from it?"
"We are going farther from the safe zone."
"What? Weren't you going to hunt small gods?"
"Mm, that's right, hunt small gods."
"Then why are you drilling deeper away from the safe zone? Wouldn't the outskirts do?"
Qin Siyang glanced at Hu Chan, as if finding his fuss ridiculous.
"You're stupid."
"The outskirts of the safe zone? Nothing there."
"I wandered there for days before, found nothing."
"So drilling deeper away saves a lot of time."
Hu Chan couldn't believe what he was hearing.
His mouth twitched uncontrollably, "Save time for what?"
"To the Western Paradise?"
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