After Steve returned to the camp, he used the mod blind box draw opportunity he had just obtained from the upgrade.
A pixel-style gacha animation started playing on the screen.
Two seconds later, the capsule opened—
“Congratulations on unlocking the mod: FTB Ultimine!”
Then the screen disappeared.
FTB Ultimine…
Steve remembered that this mod could efficiently harvest blocks, directly digging out a straight 1×1 tunnel or a 3×3 tunnel, etc., and could also batch harvest all similar blocks within a certain range.
Steve felt a faint sense of disappointment.
This mod was most useful for mining or chopping down trees, but the ore generation underground in this world was extremely scarce; he hadn’t seen iron ore, gold ore, or diamond ore.
Even with this mod, he could only use it to dig some stone to use as scaffolding blocks.
Compared to FTB Ultimine, he felt he needed a rapid building mod more.
However, this mod could also be used to batch harvest crops, so it was somewhat useful.
Bang!
A strange noise came from behind him.
The sound was dull, like something hard yet soft falling from a height and smashing into the hard ground.
Steve looked back.
A Zombie was lying on its back on the ground, motionless, with a pitch-black flower blooming beneath it.
Steve: ◨ ▂ ◧ Huh?
When did this Zombie jump over?
Steve was still stunned when he saw the Zombie kick its legs against the ground, its body twisting into an eerie arc, and stand up while still lying on its back.
When Steve saw its face clearly, even he, with all his experience, felt a sense of…
Fear.
Limited by constraints, it cannot be described accurately.
In short, that face had been completely flattened, and the features were all mashed together.
“Gerrrrr!!”
The Zombie let out a guttural roar from its ruined mouth and lunged at Steve!
Steve reacted extremely quickly, whipping out his Netherite Sword and slashing at its head.
However, the headless Zombie hadn’t even fallen to the ground—
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang-bang-bang-bang…
More falling sounds rang out from all directions.
Steve looked up.
It was raining Zombies from the sky.
Not one or two, but swaths of them.
They fell from the clear sky, limbs flailing in the air.
Some were still struggling, some were already motionless, then they crashed heavily to the ground, black blood splattering.
The third one smashed into the open space in the middle of the camp.
Its body fell like a bag of minced meat, limbs bent at unnatural angles, but it was still moving.
Its spine was broken, and unable to drag its lower body, it used its hands to crawl forward.
The fourth one smashed onto the wall, bounced like a rubber ball, then crashed hard onto the ground and stopped moving.
Then more, ten, twenty, too many to count.
Everyone in the camp, except for the Security Team, had already hidden in the apartment.
Logically, the Zombies should target the only living person nearby, which was Steve.
Well, maybe he doesn’t count as a living “person,” but anyway, under normal circumstances, Zombies would actively attack Steve, though he didn’t know why.
But now, those Zombies were running frantically in the same direction, not even glancing at Steve.
One lanky Zombie had its path blocked by Steve and actually moved sideways a few steps to go around him!
Steve really couldn’t understand this.
But the direction they were heading was…
The apartment?
Steve was anxious for a moment, pulled out his Netherite Sword, and started hacking.
Bang!
One hundred meters away, Captain America landed directly using his Vibranium shield and joined the battlefield.
Swish, swish, swish…
Hawkeye landed using his grappling hook gun and also joined the battlefield.
A Zombie landed next to the apartment, less than ten meters from where Hawkeye was standing.
It had broken a leg and was dragging its stump towards the apartment, making hissing sounds.
Hawkeye raised his hand and brought his baton down, exploding its head directly.
Captain America slammed his shield, throwing it into another Zombie’s face.
Black blood splattered, and the Zombie went limp and fell to the ground.
A Zombie was lying on the ground, seemingly having broken both arm bones, but it actually used its waist strength to stand up, swinging its two limp arms as it sprinted toward the apartment, only to be decapitated by Steve.
But there were too many, at least hundreds, almost filling the open space, impossible to kill them all.
Steve suddenly remembered the [FTB Ultimine] mod he had just unlocked and had an inspiration.
Spit!
A cyan-black sphere flew toward the apartment entrance!
The next instant, Steve suddenly appeared in front of the apartment entrance, pulled out the Netherite Pickaxe with [Efficiency III] enchantment, and started digging on the spot!
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thud!
A 12×12 meter large pit suddenly appeared in front of the apartment door, a full meter deep!
Steve didn’t stop, continuing to dig downward.
In less than 10 seconds, the pit was already 10 meters deep.
Then he built his way up, stood at the edge of the pit, and waited quietly.
Sure enough, as Steve expected, these Zombies falling from high altitude were mostly dazed, slow-moving, and all walking from the open space toward the apartment, in a unified direction. Read this novel at novelping(.)com for the best experience.
Just like that, they fell in one after another, landing in the giant pit.
“These Zombies seem smart, but not that smart.” Steve thought to himself.
Captain America and Hawkeye watched, dumbfounded.
After most of the Zombies had fallen into the pit, Steve quickly sealed the top of the pit with stone, leaving only a one-block hole.
Then he took out his only bucket of lava and poured it down.
The remaining scattered Zombies were quickly dealt with by Captain America and Hawkeye, and the camp returned to peace.
No, except for the heart-wrenching roars coming from that one-meter hole at the apartment entrance, everywhere else returned to peace.
Captain America, Hawkeye, Steve, and other members of the Security Team stood there in silence, looking at each other.
No one was smiling.
Honestly, apart from a few Iron Golems losing some health, this attack had zero casualties; it could be said to be a complete victory.
But no one could feel happy, especially Captain America.
“Steve, Clint, please come to the conference room on the first floor of the apartment.” Professor X’s voice sounded in Captain America and Hawkeye’s minds.
“Oh, by the way, call Block Hero for me as well.”
…
In the conference room, except for Steve who remained ◨ ▂ ◧, the other three had expressions so grim they could drip water.
“The mastermind behind these Zombies is frighteningly smart.”
Captain America said in a deep voice.
“The last attack met two conditions: Block Hero was away, Clint was changing shifts. This attack met two more: Hassan was resting, Block Hero had just herded the robots between the two walls. This is definitely…”
“Not robots, they are Iron Golems.” Steve corrected.
Captain America was speechless for a moment, and it took a long time before he continued: “…Fine, Iron Golems. This is definitely not a coincidence; it’s premeditated.”
Hawkeye frowned: “If they waited until Hassan was resting to launch the attack because he can sense nearby interdimensional portals opening, I can understand that… but what was the point of waiting until those metal lumps were herded between the walls?”
Captain America was about to explain: “If those metal lumps were still…”
“Not metal lumps, they are Iron Golems.” Steve used the skill [Interrupt] again, with excellent effect.
Captain America was stunned for another two seconds: “…Fine, Iron Golems. If those Iron Golems were still inside the second wall, those paratroopers would have had no chance of winning. Although, in the end, they didn’t win anyway.”
Professor X rubbed his temples: “We relied on Block Hero to solve the problem this time. If there’s a next time, it will be troublesome. Block Hero, those big guys, can they be built again?”
Steve nodded.
Captain America hurriedly asked: “How many more can you build? Also, is that kind of big guy your strongest creation?”
“Not big guy, it is an Iron Golem.” Steve corrected again.
Captain America was truly bewildered now.
No, why does Block Hero only correct him??
“I can build at most 6 more. It is indeed the strongest creature I can create.” After correcting him, Steve answered.
“…Alright, nothing we can do.” Hearing this, Captain America made a decision.
“What?” Hawkeye raised an eyebrow.
“Doesn’t the enemy have a mage Zombie?” Captain America rested his hands on the table, his gaze firm.
“We are going to steal its ‘sling ring’.”
Hawkeye and Professor X’s pupils shrank.
Steve hunched over and opened his mic: “What is a ‘sling ring’?”