Cyber ​​Disaster Protocol

Walking through the mass graves in this wasteland, senior programmer Han Luo held the withered bone beside him expressionlessly, facing the AI ​​and reporting the countdown to death. "Reconstruction protocol... Activated." The mages and temples, who regard the lower-level beings as trivial, are superior and claim to control the power of the gods. This is a desperate world drained by the bone tax. In the eyes of geek Han Luo, they are just inefficient energy fields that can be easily shattered by physical resonance, so-called magic barriers. High-purity industrial batteries with great development value are precious magic stones, and the inexhaustible super arsenal is like mass graves all over the mountains and plains. The heavy-duty machine tools were built by digging out ancient rusty hydraulic rods, and the base's full power supply was achieved by analyzing magic runes. Infrared early warning radar was rolled out by Han Luo, and a fully automatic assembly line was also built. The area where the crazy riot mode was activated changed from a simple abandoned mine into a heavy industry fortress that roared day and night. When the Temple Judgment Corps arrived singing hymns, what awaited them was the radar network's blind-angle lock, and a sea of ​​100,000 mechanical skeletons loaded with pneumatic hydraulic pumps. "Next... Let you see what a materialistic cyber disaster is."