A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1402 - 949: Exploring the Mysteries

Chapter 1402: Chapter 949: Exploring the Mysteries

After issuing the command, Duanmu Huai led the three to the firepower deck and then opened a door.

"Okay, ladies first, you go in first."

"Mr. Duanmu, what are we going to sit in?"

Looking at what seemed like a submarine in front of her, Mary asked in confusion. Previously, when she left the warship with Duanmu Huai, they mostly took fighter jets or transport planes, and this strange-looking object was new to her.

"A cool thing, super thrilling."

Duanmu Huai chuckled and spoke, while Mary tilted her head in confusion and then entered the huge cylinder with Ogis and Medea.

The entire cylinder was empty except for several chairs on the side. Duanmu Huai asked them to sit down, then they heard a "click," and the safety lock behind them slid down, locking Mary and Medea in place; as for Ogis, she naturally climbed onto Duanmu Huai’s lap, only to see a huge steel re-enforcer drop from above, firmly locking Duanmu Huai’s shoulder armor.

"Mr. Duanmu? What exactly is this?!"

At this moment, Mary was somewhat panicking; this thing didn’t look like any ordinary vehicle at all.

"Hahaha, this is called a Jumping Torpedoes!"

"Jumping Torpedoes?!"

Hearing the word torpedo, Mary almost jumped—unfortunately, the safety lock prevented her from doing so.

"Exactly, in space, the best way to infiltrate enemy ships is by riding Jumping Torpedoes. Aim at the enemy ship, then fire! Rush forward and chop them down! That takes care of it! Jumping is the romance of men!"

"I, I’m not a man, let me down!!"

At this moment, Mary was almost crying, but Duanmu Huai ignored her and directly gave an order to Aikute.

"Aikute, scan the entire warship, lock onto the place with the highest life response, fire directly! For the Empire, for the Tribunal!"

"Understood, uncle!"

"No don’t———!"

In Mary’s screams, the Jumping Torpedoes immediately exploded, zooming towards the spaceship wreck ahead. It broke through the scattered area surrounding the spaceship wreck and plunged right into its belly. The rotating roaring drill tore through the hard outer armor, just like facing an unconscious woman outside a bar, plunging into it!

Don’t care about anything, just enjoy!

"———————!!"

A violent tremor came, and Mary felt it was even more thrilling than an amusement park’s pirate ship. One moment she was feeling a huge force almost crushing her against the back of the chair, the next she was thrust forward——luckily the safety lock firmly secured Mary’s body, otherwise this poor girl might have been sent headfirst into the front wall.

Suddenly, everything went dark around them. Then the torpedo’s front door burst open, and bombs mounted on either side of the front of the torpedo began thunderously firing, tearing everything blocking their path into shreds.

"Hey, Surprise! Mother Fxck!!"

Under the barrage of bombs, figures rushing towards them were blown into pieces. Duanmu Huai didn’t care about what they were; in this place, none were good guys. Basically, the first principle of exploring a spaceship wreck is to raise your weapon and slash to death everything that moves—that’s the end of it.

The stabilizer on Duanmu Huai’s shoulder loosened, the next moment he grasped the War Hammer and rushed out, several figures in robes shrieked and charged with their shabby weapons, only to be smashed into pulp by Duanmu Huai’s hammer.

"Mutants."

Looking at the twisted, deformed bodies under the robes, Duanmu Huai spat. Mutants are the easiest to be influenced by Chaos, so in spaceship wrecks, there are always mutants. They succumbed to Chaos and betrayed humans, becoming the lackeys of Evil Gods——of course, for Duanmu Huai, this was just like dealing with Slime-level small fries.

This seemed to be a nest of mutants; they gathered here, made sacrifices, and then worshiped those subspace Evil Gods——Duanmu Huai glanced at the old and abstract shrine before him, smashing it into smithereens with a hammer.

It was only then that Mary and Medea came out.

"Are you alright, Miss Mary?"

"Uh... I’m okay, thank you... Miss Medea."

Mary clutched her chest, taking a cold breath; the blast almost broke her ribs, but luckily the armor she was wearing saved her life——one could imagine, the stuff inside the torpedo was not designed for delicate ladies like her.

The bomb turret had now stopped firing, the large space was deadly silent, filled with bodies, bodies of mutants. But for Duanmu Huai, this was nothing unusual; after all, in any spaceship wreck, this was standard.

It was like going to a Giant Dragon’s den, the closest you’ll meet outside are Goblins or Kobolds. To find some exotic and peculiar races, like Dark Elves or Gray Dwarves, or even Spirit Absorbing Monsters, you must penetrate deep into the den. The appearance of these mutants here wouldn’t change anything, because in both the Empire and Chaos, mutants were always at the bottom of the pyramid.