Leon didn't dwell too much on Eric's profession; the main task now was to conquer Level 2.
It had been less than 24 hours since he was besieged by a large number of Smiles, and even if his memory was terrible, he couldn't forget it.
"Follow me."
This wasn't said by Leon to Eric, but to the two Iron Golems. After testing, they indeed possessed extremely simple intelligence and could understand basic commands like stop, advance, patrol, and attack.
This greatly increased Iron Bro's usefulness.
However, Leon looked at the two-meter-high wooden door and the two-meter-seven Iron Golems with some worry.
"If they can't get through, then I'll leave them in the Overworld as guards…"
He opened the wooden door, revealing the charred tunnel of Level 2, and gave new commands to the two Iron Golems.
"Go out through the door."
What happened next left Leon dumbfounded. Although their bodies looked like a single unit, as the Iron Golems approached the wooden door, they surprisingly bent, and just like that, the two-meter-seven-tall Iron Golems bent at the waist and squeezed through the wooden door…
"Holy cow, is Iron Bro's body made of memory metal?!"
Their bodies looked like pure metal, yet they could bend easily, which was quite abnormal.
With the Iron Golems guarding him, Leon confidently walked out of the wooden door and arrived at Level 2 again. At the same time, he was also paying attention to the mini-map's movements.
Some Smiles had already succumbed to their desires and were heading towards his location.
Leon took out more iron ingots and carved pumpkins from his backpack. His equipment could usually be repaired with energy points, so he had accumulated a very large number of iron ingots.
After all, the shelves and pipes in the Backrooms were countless.
Perhaps the Backrooms never expected to encounter a trickster like Leon one day.
But in a flash, the two Iron Golems had multiplied to over a dozen, standing guard in front and behind him.
At this moment, the iconic large faces of the Smiles had already appeared in the darkness, their glowing teeth and eyes starkly visible in the dark.
Leon stood still, a sneer on his face.
"You like ganging up, huh? Iron Bro, teach them what an Entity is."
As his command was given, the Iron Golems, which had been standing beside him, began to move. Their originally faint red eyes truly emitted blood-red light, completely unlike the slow-moving and slow-attacking Iron Golems in the game.
Each of these Iron Golems created by Leon was like a creature with true life, swinging their thick arms and charging towards the Smiles' location.
Their pure metal legs stomped on the ground, making dull thuds, even kicking up a lot of dust.
"Wow, is Iron Bro that cool?"
This reminded Leon of the demigod-level Iron Golem in "Annoying Villagers."
However, the Iron Golems' strength and speed were far inferior to the demigod-level Iron Golem in that animation.
When the Smiles saw the Iron Golems charging towards them, they seemed to feel an inexplicable humiliation, each opening their mouths and emitting a piercing sound, then charging towards the Iron Golems.
However, Iron Bro didn't indulge them, raising their arms and smashing them fiercely towards the group of Smiles. The narrow tunnel could at most accommodate three Iron Golems and two Smiles.
But in terms of strength, this was undoubtedly an advantage for the Iron Golems, whose strength was already not inferior to the Smiles, and now it was three against two.
In less than a minute, the health bars of the Smiles charging at the front were cleared, their bodies lying on the tunnel floor, blocking the path of the Iron Golems and the remaining Smiles.
"Is Iron Bro that fierce?"
Leon felt his lips dry, and he couldn't help but lick them. Then, holding iron ingots, he quickly ran towards the most severely injured Iron Golem.
Iron ingots could repair injured Iron Golems, and the repair percentage was very high. One iron ingot could restore 25% of an Iron Golem's health. Theoretically, as long as an Iron Golem didn't die on the spot, with infinite iron ingots, it would be invincible.
He spent four iron ingots to repair all the Iron Golems, then put the blocking Smile corpses into his backpack.
The value of one ranged from 180 to 230 points, which also proved that the strength among Smiles was not constant.
Without obstruction, Iron Bro instantly became incredibly ferocious, their eyes emitting bloodthirsty red light as they pounced on the remaining Smiles.
Their originally straight arms, during combat, unexpectedly split into segments, becoming more flexible and versatile.
Just as Leon led Iron Bro to attack the Smiles, the flashlight behind him never stopped. Eric excitedly held his camera, aiming at the fighting Iron Golems and Smiles.
Seeing Eric's excited expression, Leon couldn't help but pour cold water on him, saying:
"Eric, You'd better not use dark tones, otherwise, good old Iron Bro will be photographed by You as a cyberpunk villain."
He didn't know who Eric learned his photography skills from; he could somehow make a perfectly normal environment look like a murder scene.
Eric showed an innocent expression and scratched his head. What could he do? Was it wrong to have talent?
Leon followed behind Iron Bro, repairing their bodies with iron ingots while picking up the corpses of dead Smiles to exchange for energy points.
The average value of one was around 200 points, which was much faster than digging walls.
However, the number of Smiles was not large, only about a dozen in total. In fact, by the time Iron Bro finished killing, the outermost Smiles began to retreat.
This annoyed Leon, who mocked from behind: "Being an Entity to your extent is the end of the line."
After clearing all nearby Entities, Leon took out a torch from his backpack and inserted it into the wall. The originally dark environment was instantly illuminated by the torch's light.
"Iron Bro, be alert! If You encounter an Entity, attack directly!"
Iron Bro's alertness was much stronger than his. Regardless of whether they understood him or not, after he finished speaking, he took out an iron pickaxe from his backpack and began excavating the remaining pipes on the wall.
Although there was no Backrooms industrial crude oil left in the pipes, the pipes themselves were an excellent choice for either smelting iron ingots or exchanging for energy points, at least much better than plain walls.
Thump thump thump…
Leon continued digging deeper along the tunnel wall, occasionally taking out a torch from his backpack and inserting it into the wall for illumination.
Eric, meanwhile, continuously recorded the surrounding information, not even letting go of the charred incandescent light covers on the ground.
Leon didn't bother him, swinging his pickaxe and working hard to earn energy points.