Chapter 231 Flame Flash (Happy Chinese New Year)

"Just rest here for a while."

Allen took out a fluorescent stick and circled around. This seems to be a material transfer platform, and you can see empty boxes piled up all around, strange forklifts that have no kinetic energy, and some odds and ends.

Recalling the previous scene of advancing all the way, Allen's gaze became a little different when he looked at Lucy. By taking over some functions of the main control system, the girl set the gates of those checkpoints on the green channel to be closed with a delay, so as to delay the time for the sword demon to chase and kill them. But just think about the scene where the automatic doors closed one by one not long after I ran through the gate. Allen thought that as long as the whole process was slowed down by two or three seconds, it might be a completely different situation.

Obviously, when Lucy designed the delay time, she not only calculated the advancing speed of everyone, but also made an accurate estimate when they reached each automatic door. What an amazing amount of computing power!

"Why, is there dust on my face?" Lucy couldn't help touching her little face when she saw Alan staring at her.

"I'm wondering what else you don't understand?" Allen shook his head and smiled: "The Yunchui system two thousand years ago has computing power comparable to that of the brain, and the knowledge related to making various customized special bombs , you are simply like a moving encyclopedia."

Lucy laughed and said, "It's nothing, I also have things I'm not good at. It's like cooking, I'm far inferior to you, Alan. My ideal is that one day I can make something that touches people. Delicious cakes!"

"Your ideal is a pastry chef? No way?" Willick said exaggeratedly, and then grinned again.

Lucy put her hips on her hips and said, "Isn't it possible? Do you think it's normal for a girl to fight and kill? Although I'm better at this than pastries... let's not talk about it, let me see if there is any medicine left here You have to heal your injury, otherwise it will drag us down too much."

"It's really sad to say that, but miss, this immigrant ship has such a long history. Even if there is medicine, it won't work long ago, right?" Willick said.

"Stupid, our constant device can ensure that things in the action space are in a constant state, because when the molecules of matter are fixed, it is equivalent to eternity. Of course, there is no eternity in the universe, and the theoretical action time of the constant device is only five Thousands of years, but it is enough. With..." Lucy waved to Allen: "Come and do me a favor."

Lucy knocked on the metal wall next to the door, and a hollow echo came from inside: "Turn this out, but be careful not to damage the things inside."

Allen easily tore apart the wall with a thousand balance, and there was a rectangular space inside. Lucy reached in and pulled out a shelf. A few syringes hang from a shelf,

She took them all down, and threw one to Allen, saying: "This is the body repair concentrate, and its performance is ten times that of the repair liquid. But you have to use it quickly, it has just been taken out of the constant device, and the storage time is probably limited. "

Allen immediately pressed the medicine inside into his body, and suddenly felt sensitive and refreshed. Especially the part of the shoulder that was injured by Kamu's blood flame was even colder. The previous blood scabs began to fall off, and the skin itched for a while, which was a phenomenon of tissue regeneration. Allen was overjoyed that these things were still useful, and nodded to Willick immediately.

Lucy gave Willick and Bloy a syringe each, but Bloy shook his head and said, "I just have some skin trauma, don't waste them."

Willick was not polite, took it and hit himself on the arm. After a tube of medicine was pressed into the body, the injury on his back immediately improved. Although he can't fight with others immediately, he can act on his own, so he doesn't need to be taken care of by Broy.

Several people rest here.

Holding Qianjun in his arms, Allen repeatedly deduced in his mind the ultimate move that combined Yuanli Saber Qi and Yanyue Slash, and named this self-created ultimate move "Flash of Flame". From the unintentional use when fighting the commander, to the deliberate action when he killed the scale giant, Allen kept recalling every detail in his mind, and deduced it, in order to kill the opponent more concisely and quickly.

Flame flash is based on the origin force knife energy, absorbs the flame released by "burning", and makes it form a high-temperature slash from the air. If the timing is right, even a sword demon at the general level can be severely damaged. However, its consumption is also astonishing, and the flames inspired by the burning are exhausted in one blow. You must know that with Alan's source power, the burning can last for 5 minutes.

Allen closed his eyes, and there was a villain in the world of consciousness. He is Alan's own projection, constantly drawing flashes of flame of different lengths in the world of consciousness. Allen simulated the movement and data of the slash and adjusted it in real time. He only opened his eyes when Yan Xishan's slash range was controlled at two meters and the blazing knife light released was adjusted to 150 cm.

That is theoretically the upper limit of the maximum power of the Flame Flash, and it is the best mode obtained after combining speed, power, and attack range. Next, Allen needs to test this theory in actual combat. After completing the simulated deduction of the flames and flashes, Allen felt physically and mentally exhausted for a while. For him, it is really exhausting to maintain high-speed calculations like just now.

On the other hand, Lucy is indeed better at this aspect. At least Allen knew that he couldn't calculate the series of times needed to reach each security door in a short period of time like her.

Looking behind the girl, she was hugging herself tightly and curled up in a corner, sleeping soundly. Allen shook his head, walked to her side, and held her in his arms. Lucy opened her eyes slightly, and yawned when she saw that it was Allen, and reached out to hug Allen. Rubbing his head lightly against his chest a few times, he changed into a comfortable position and fell asleep again.

Five hours later, Allen woke everyone up. After this period of rest, the four of them were in good spirits, so they sat around to discuss the next action.

"First of all, we have to find the plan of the second floor of the ship before we can find the engine room. But it shouldn't be difficult, but we can see from the time we got down to the second floor that the lights here are dark and there is obviously no power supply. The power supply in some areas is insufficient. If the whole second floor is like this, it will be useless even if we reach the computer room. Without power, the brain cannot be activated, and the records cannot be read." Lucy said.

Allen said bluntly: "If we are sure that the entire second floor has lost power supply, then we must find a way to retreat from here. Go back to Leihuo base and report the location of the holy relic."

If you can't read the records, naturally you can't dig out the secrets here, so it's useless to stay so long. Retiring is the correct choice, but if it is the case, it will be a bit regrettable.

Regrets are regrets, Allen's thoughts will not be shaken in any way, after all, the lives of several people are at stake.

After discussing some details, everyone set off and left the material transfer platform, and began to explore the hull area on the second floor. At the same time, in the main control room on the first floor of the immigration ship, the old knife Mo Yege was standing in front of a workbench, constantly moving some light spots on the screen. Under his operation, all the automatic doors closed by Lucy had been opened, and the space on the first floor became unimpeded again.

After a while, Kamu strode into the control room and said in a deep voice, "It's already confirmed that they are not in the holy site. Did they escape? They are really bloody rats!"

Yedu put his hands behind his back and said: "We are a team of guardians. We learned the method of manipulating the holy place from our ancestors and refused to pass it on to others, so as to ensure the uniqueness of our guardians. But now, a few human beings are It's chilling to be able to manipulate the holy place without entering this place. Kamu, they all have to die. Not only because they know where the holy place is, but because they know how to manipulate the holy place, they can't be allowed to leave."

Kamu's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Of course, as long as they haven't escaped from the Holy Land, I'm sure to kill them!"

"They're still here. They just went to the second floor."

"Second floor?" Kamu was surprised: "Are you sure?"

"Of course." Yedu said: "I read the records just now, and there is a group of gates whose closing time is constant within 10 minutes. I extracted the routes of this group of gates separately and found that they are one of the gates leading to the second floor. The entrance and exit. Those mice have slipped to the second floor."

Kamu smiled cruelly: "Then I will go to the second floor now."

"You go, it's time for me to preside over the sacrifice. This time we can no longer evade Yuriman's request, we have to hand over some of the trolls to him. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be chaos without a fight." Yedu shook his head , said: "We have always avoided this problem. Unexpectedly, the appearance of the disaster blade prompted Yuriman to have a perfectly legitimate excuse."

Hearing this sentence, Kamu froze. Then he turned around and said in a deep voice, "How many trolls are you going to give him?"

"two thousand."

"Two thousand?" Kamu's voice suddenly increased: "Elder Jaeger, we only have five thousand trolls in our hands. If you give two thousand, our initiative will be weakened by more than half."

"I know this, but Yuriman has already notified ten departments that we need to take out two thousand trolls to deal with the disaster blade."

"But the Scourge Blade is now in the holy site!" Kamu almost growled.

There was silence in the main control room. Yedu looked at Kamu and said after a long time: "Do you think Yuriman will listen to this? In the end, whether it is the Calamity Blade or the human army, it is just an excuse for him to ask us for trolls." That's all. Hmph, he thought that we guardians were occupying the trolls and refused to hand them over. How could we know that these things are extremely difficult to control, and we only control a mere 5,000 heads every ten years. But on the third floor , something like this..."

The old sword demon shook his head, waved his hand and said: "In short, let's clean up those intruders first. As for Yuriman, leave it to me. He wants a thousand-headed troll, and he can do it, but we have to get it for us." Give me some compensation."

"Give us at least ten medium-sized tribes!" Kamu waved his saber, and the blade pulled out a light curtain, and the temperature of the entire space suddenly dropped.

It was like the cold wind on the snow field, blowing in at some point. Yedu nodded and said: "Yes, after all, our tribe is already small in number. You know, there were eleven most powerful tribes on this planet two thousand years ago."

(This is the third Chinese New Year that I have stayed in Zongheng. Time flies, and it is another Chinese New Year in a blink of an eye. New Year’s Eve, I would like to wish everyone an early New Year. I wish my brothers and sisters the red envelopes, and count the money. To cramp, haha.)

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