Su Mo checked the combination lock, and as expected, it was locked. He was a little disappointed, wondering if the deceased player had missed a step and hadn't had time to open it.

However, Su Mo didn't give up so easily. He crouched down and carefully examined the corpse.

A few minutes later, Su Mo held three items in his hand: a very delicate mechanical box, a portable dCx-03 shielding box, and a square device, an eCs-07 military code decipherer. This decipherer looked quite advanced, but Su Mo was sure it wouldn't work on this particular lock.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a third item: an old key log. And Su Mo could basically confirm one thing: this player had been trying to decipher the lock, but hadn't succeeded before dying.

Su Mo flipped through the old key log, his brow furrowing tighter and tighter. It contained tens of thousands of keys.

With so many keys, it was impossible to know which one was correct.

Su Mo was also curious as to where the player had obtained it.

Of course, curiosity aside, Su Mo quickly got to work. He first gently wiped the dust off the combination lock.

Then, he carefully observed the wear on each button, and soon identified five numbers.

If he wasn't mistaken, the six-digit password was made up of these five numbers.

Su Mo flipped through the key log, looking for passwords made up entirely of these five numbers.

He found at least a hundred.

And many of the numerical passwords had an "x" marked after them, indicating they had already been tried by the deceased player without success.

If he wasn't guessing wrong, the lock could only be tried three times. If the wrong code was entered three times, it would lock itself permanently.

The problem was, he didn't have time to experiment slowly.

So Su Mo closed the key log and held it upright.

He carefully observed which page had the widest gap, then opened it and examined the wear of the paper.

Soon, Su Mo confirmed that the wear on this page was slightly higher than on the others. If he wasn't mistaken, this page was used most frequently, and the password should be on it.

Su Mo carefully checked and found ten sets of numbers that fit the combination pattern of the five numbers.

He scrutinized the ten sets of numbers and decisively eliminated the two with the simplest sequences.

Generally, a key would be set to be relatively convoluted, not such a straightforward sequence.

That left eight sets. He had three chances to try, meaning he had a roughly one in three chance of guessing correctly.

With that in mind, Su Mo didn't hesitate any longer.

He entered the first, most difficult-to-remember password from the key log, but after entering it, the display screen showed "Incorrect Key".

Su Mo calmed down and continued to enter the second set in order.

*Click!*

The moment he entered it, the metal gate began to rise, and a spectacular armory appeared before Su Mo's eyes.

On the left, hundreds of heavy tanks were neatly parked in individual squares.

On the right, rows of first-generation Green Shield mechs were arranged horizontally and vertically.

Further on, there were rocket launchers, as well as various types of fighter jets, helicopters, heavy artillery, and rows of missile racks.

Su Mo walked into the armory, his blood starting to boil.

Normally, he wouldn't even see a weapon, but here there were so many. The problem was, how to take so many weapons and equipment?

However, as Su Mo walked further, he realized he had underestimated the armory. The number of weapons left here was already staggering, but among the neatly arranged weapons, many of the squares marked on the ground were empty, meaning that at least half of the weapons had already been used. Otherwise, there would be even more.

Su Mo continued forward, his breathing becoming rapid as he reached the front row.

He saw that under the walls on both sides were dozens of squares, most of them empty, but four of them held black, heavy metal mechs.

All four were second-generation mechs!

As for the other empty squares, they should have originally held second-generation mechs as well.

But that wasn't the best part. In front of the second-generation mechs was a heavily armored mech fifteen meters tall, its armor jet-black and exuding a sense of oppression. It held a dark chain gun, the end of which was locked to the mech's right arm. Its right shoulder was equipped with a 50mm caliber folding stealth beam cannon, and its back was fitted with triangular auxiliary gliding wings and auxiliary thrusters.

Next to the heavy mech was a metal platform.

Underneath the platform were four sets of Type II black mechanical armor.

And on top of the platform was a mech instruction manual, a black mechanical key, and a set of jet-black heavy second-generation mechanical armor, clearly different from the four sets below.

On top of the folded mechanical armor was a jet-black longsword, its metal scabbard covered in intricate pictograms, and the hilt engraved with two characters:

"Mo Xue!" (Ink Snow)

Su Mo picked up the Mo Xue sword and drew it. The sharp blade made a crisp sound as it left the scabbard.

The entire sword was 80cm long and could cut hair with a breath!

The blade was so bright that it clearly reflected his face.

"A good weapon!"

Su Mo couldn't help but praise.

Then, without hesitation, Su Mo took off his second-generation mechanical armor and put on the jet-black mechanical armor in front of him.

*Click!*

The mechanical armor automatically adjusted to his size, covering Su Mo's body completely. At the same time, a virtual image interface appeared before his eyes.

"Notice: ii-generation Power Mechanical Armor · Modified · (Advanced Version) · Black Steel is activating."

"Notice: Activation successful, identity automatically bound."

"Notice: Energy remaining 100%."

Su Mo punched the air and kicked, causing a whistling sound. He only tried it slightly, but he could clearly feel that the performance of this power mechanical armor was stronger, at least three times better than his original one.

Su Mo took a deep breath and continued to look at the other items on the metal platform.

At this moment, his eyelids twitched slightly. He saw a special glass bottle placed on it, with a ball of bright red flame burning inside. Inside was a red liquid, resembling a heart-shaped metal ball, and a yellowed notebook.

"Fireseed!"

Su Mo recognized it immediately.

Without the slightest hesitation, he walked straight forward, picked up the bottle of Fireseed, and put it away.

This was a good thing.

In the game, each Fireseed had already been pushed to an astronomical price, and the problem was that money didn't even matter.

Because the output was too small, and the demand was suffocatingly high.

At this time, Su Mo's attention fell on the yellowed notebook. Information in this world was very scarce, as if it had been deliberately erased, seemingly to cover up some unspeakable secret.

So it was unlikely to be so easy to obtain. If Su Mo wasn't mistaken, this notebook was likely just a record of important information and weapons stored in this warehouse.