CHAPTER 32: CHAPTER 32: "DINNER’S READY... DINNER’S READY...

After repeating the same trick several times.

Chen Mang’s control became increasingly smooth. Accompanied by the scrapping of several train carriages, all the "limbs" of this mountain-like spider were severed at the base, and its entire body collapsed on the wilderness, completely losing its mobility, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Finally, time to feast..."

Inside the train compartment.

Chen Mang exhaled lightly, then reconnected the abandoned carriages nearby with the train head and began controlling the train to approach the giant spider step by step.

And circled to its rear.

Spiders spray spider silk from their abdomen, and that mouth at the head looks quite aggressive. It’s safest to attack from the rear.

However...

The width of his "blade car" is only 70 centimeters, while this spider is over ten meters tall, equivalent to a four-story building. Even though it can’t move now and has nearly lost all means of attack, it’s still difficult to kill.

Even if the car body clings to the spider’s rear while passing, it can only leave a wound 70 centimeters deep, which is not fatal for the spider’s size.

Nonetheless, it doesn’t matter.

Chen Mang glanced around and finally understood why the wilderness had been so quiet these past few days. It’s likely that this creature’s aura scared away nearby monsters, so temporarily, no people or monsters would pass by, giving him ample time to chip away slowly.

"Screech!"

Accompanied by the piercing tearing sound, Chen Mang controlled the train, continuously shuttling back and forth behind the spider’s rear. Yet... no matter how many times he shuttled, he left only a 70-centimeter deep wound in the same spot, incapable of being fatal.

...

Half an hour later.

"..."

Chen Mang walked out of the train compartment expressionless, standing on the wilderness and looking at the mountain-like Spider King, whose mobility was completely lost, with virtually no means of attack left.

But...

With such a glaring boss right in front of them, he couldn’t deal with it at all, couldn’t kill it. The boss’s first-class anguished roar meant that death was still far away.

Yes, that’s right.

The Level 5 "blade car" can break defense, thanks to level suppression, but after all, it’s just white-grade vehicle accessories. It has limited power, with the blade width only 70 centimeters, and even upgrading to one meter won’t suffice.

Still unable to kill this spider.

"What do we do?"

Old Pig, standing nearby and witnessing this scene, felt helpless, as this completely exceeded his comprehension. By his understanding, a Level 2 train encountering a Level 3 leader "Cannibal Spider" would only result in escape, making such achievements quite remarkable.

Yet there’s clearly a chance to defeat it, and this boss surely will drop good items. But even though the boss isn’t resisting, they simply don’t possess the capacity to kill it.

"Sigh."

Chen Mang sighed softly, massaging his temples, contemplating silently. If only he had a Level 5 cannon right now; after blasting it for a dozen minutes, he wouldn’t believe this spider could withstand it.

If he leaves now, he wouldn’t be satisfied.

"Master Mang!"

Just then, Biaozi suggested an idea, hesitantly: "Could we detach that blade car? It would be much more convenient to use it that way."

"No way."

Chen Mang shook his head, denying this suggestion. The blade car’s high-speed rotation and energy derive from the train head’s "Energy Stone," and disconnecting it from the train head would cut off the energy supply, causing it to stop rotating swiftly.

Moreover, while the "blade car" is primarily part of the train head, every carriage created comes with a blade car, but it can’t be disassembled. Forced dismantling would reduce it to countless pieces, unable to form a whole.

Wait—

He suddenly thought of a solution, his furrowed brows relaxing immediately, striding towards the train compartment to fabricate another carriage. After disconnecting this carriage, he summoned all the slaves.

With nearly a hundred people working together, they quickly forcibly removed the blade cars from both sides of the carriage.

The blade cars disassembled shattered into countless fragments emitting cold light instantly.

Thus!

He spent only 100 units of iron ore to obtain nearly a hundred steel fragments capable of penetrating the defense of the Level 3 Leader Cannibal Spider. Though small in size, appearing insignificant before the four-story-tall spider.

But he had plenty of people.

Both Old Pig and Biaozi instantly understood Chen Mang’s idea. After distributing each steel fragment to the slaves, under Chen Mang’s command, all the slaves wielded fragments and charged towards the Cannibal Spider’s rear, incessantly chiseling away.

Yes.

They were chiseling.

The entire scene resembled mining in a quarry, given that nearly a hundred slaves appeared too small before the Cannibal Spider. None of the thugs were resting; even Biaozi and Old Pig rolled up their sleeves and joined in.

...

One hour later.

Sitting atop the train, Chen Mang gazed at the grand scene nearby, exhaling with some frustration: "This boss is a bloody pain to kill."

They’ve been chiseling for an hour, obtaining decent results, already chiseling a large gap in the Cannibal Spider’s rear.

With the ground covered in viscous blood and chunks of flesh, everyone’s clothes were stained red by foul blood, a stench enveloping the wilderness sky.

...

After who knows how long.

Daylight came, and Chen Mang, whose eyelids were drooping atop the train, finally woke fully as the constant roars in his ears gradually weakened before vanishing. This "Cannibal Spider," after being hollowed out halfway, finally collapsed completely on the wilderness.

As it collapsed, several light dots flew from its back, landing on the clean wilderness ground nearby.

"Not easy!"

Chen Mang leaped off the train, not heading towards the dropped items immediately, but turned to Old Pig and Biaozi: "Find some guys to collect some blood with buckets and pour it into the ’Pure Water Filter,’ make some water for everyone to wash."

"Okay... thanks... Master Mang..."

Biaozi’s voice was trembling, stretching his fully sore back and laboring to move his neck. It’s damn tiring, but the outcome is good; of course, the slaves are the most fatigued.

After mining all day and another night’s work.

Once the announcement ended, several slaves even fell asleep, lacking the strength to return to the carriages.

...

Though the process was challenging, the outcome was favorable, most importantly with nobody disturbing them all night, otherwise they would have had to abandon this prize and flee.

"Feast time... feast time..."

Chen Mang’s eyes sparkled with anticipation, striding towards where several light dots lay on the wilderness. These items must be the boss’s drops, hopefully bringing him back some resources cost.

He alone wasted six carriages, consuming a total of 600 units of iron ore.