Chapter 69

Hum—! The Old Welder was suddenly struck by an unprecedented, violent wave of dizziness in his mind! It was not sharp pain, nor a mental shock! It was a pure, brutal torrent of information! It felt as though inside the massive engine wreckage he was leaning against, billions of dormant ancient logic gates had been forcibly awakened, burning and short-circuiting in a final burst of data frenzy! This formless, chaotic current of information smashed into his consciousness, piercing his remaining physiological pain shield like billions of cold, slick metallic vipers trying to burrow into his nerves, forcibly rewriting his senses! Countless incomprehensible, broken blueprints composed of twisted geometric lines flashed instantly before his eyes; his ears were filled with cold language fragments he had never learned, yet eerily found somewhat familiar, sounding like an ancient mechanical prayer; every single muscle in his body simultaneously received countless chaotic movement commands, making him want to crawl, sprint, spin, and stand rigid all at once! His senses instantly scrambled, and his sense of direction was completely lost! The radiation from the Key Seed deep within his left arm's wound seemed ignited by this information frenzy, scorching his soul like molten lava! Even more terrifyingly, a faint yet stubborn trace of the Metal Plague's primordial corrosive pheromone seemed to linger inside the wreckage! Like a living, toxic insect, this pheromone crawled backward along…