Bab 1540: What A Joke

"What is this place?! There is no data on this place in the master blueprint! Command! Command! Shit! It's jam!" One of the private corpo commanders complained as he kept trying to connect to the headquarters.

Even though the System had generously allowed communications within its dungeon instance, it did not mean that the people attempting to talk to their headquarters would not have a problem doing so. If every commander were flooding requests from the command, it would no doubt cause confusion.

'Commander, we have to move forward as the doors behind us close." One of his Mechanoids suggested.

"And move in blindly without any reinforcements?! Are you boltheads broken? Can't you see what is in front of us?!" The commander's voice trembled as he pointed to the other end of the room. Both the mechanoids under him and his eyes could not believe what he was seeing.