Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 403 Alright again!
Concussion rounds, a kind of ammunition that is almost forgotten.

After the stand device appeared, it soon attracted the attention of countless people.

As a result, everyone has forgotten that there is another thing that can also affect the spiritual energy in a living being.

"Boom--!"

The whole town was trembling, the loud noise of the explosion shook the sky, and the dense shells covered everything.

If you look down from a high altitude, the town at this moment has become an ocean of blue energy.

The layers of blue shock waves are intertwined, layer by layer, connected together, like a dark blue giant egg, enveloping the entire town in it.

The short-term impact of this dense impact array is even more terrifying than the stand device.

"It turns out that this is what it feels like to be banned."

In the tavern, in the room, the body of the woman in black trembled slightly.

She slowly stretched out her snow-white arm, and found that the muscles on her arm were convulsing slightly, and the spiritual energy in her body was completely disordered, uncontrollable at all, as if she was about to leave her body.

All of a sudden, a great pain hit her, causing her to let out a muffled groan.

Not only the muscles of the whole body, but even the internal organs in the abdominal cavity seemed to be rebellious, as if a knife was stirred inside, which made her extremely uncomfortable, and almost fell down on the spot.

Fortunately, her body control training over the years has had an effect.

She can bear this pain.

At any rate, it was a level five creature, so it wouldn't fall to the ground and howl like other creatures.

"Spiritual energy is out of control. I thought this energy had merged with me." The woman in black said in a low voice enduring the pain.

"The human body is just one of the carriers of this energy." The wheelchair man said lightly.

Just as a car is a carrier of gasoline, the two cannot be integrated at all, they are just two different concepts.

Once affected by external forces, such as the "spiritual energy extractor" of the machine race, the spiritual energy in the human body will still be extracted.

At the beginning, Su Xia's body of the North Wind Commander had been drained of part of his psionic energy, causing him to have no upper limit of level 3.6 psionic ability, but his actual combat power was only less than half.

"Is there no way to blend?"

The woman in black asked: "If this kind of energy can be completely integrated with the human body, will there be no need to be afraid of the machine race's stand device?"

"I don't know." The wheelchair man said.

"You don't know the magic stick?"

"I'm not a god."

The man in the wheelchair shook his head lightly, and added: "But various studies have shown that the Zerg creatures should have reached the situation you mentioned."

He said that this involves a very serious research topic-it is also the use of psionic power, why would the Zerg mutate, but humans and machines would not?
After the spiritual power descended on this planet, the small animals in the wilderness began to mutate.

Some animals slowly grow fangs, and some animals' skin becomes harder, and their appearance is all developing in an increasingly weird direction.

At the end of the development, it is the large and small insect nests and various Zerg creatures that are now seen.

From the perspective of ordinary people, they have become more terrifying and more powerful in fighting.

To be precise—it became stronger, but it became ugly!
However, the human race and the machine race are also using psionic energy, why there is no mutation?
More than ten years ago, several research institutes invested by the mechanical race and the human Sun Foundation published a joint research paper, discussing and studying the specific reasons for this situation in detail for the first time in the paper.

Since then, many scientific research institutions and educational groups have published articles and opinions on this issue.

"Because the worms are completely fused with spiritual power, they seem to be creatures created by the creator for this power. Each of their cells is enlarged, and special biological structures that carry spiritual substances can even be found in the cells." The wheelchair man Said slowly.

In other words, terrans and mechoids seem to be pure users and beneficiaries of psionic energy.

This kind of energy has nothing to do with these two races.

The Zerg race is the real bearer of this energy, as if it was specially created by the Creator.

"The Creator? Is there really such a thing?" The woman in black was surprised.

"I don't know." The wheelchair man shook his head.

"I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

"Well, the mechanical clan first proposed this concept."

"Do the mechanical race know something?" The woman in black wondered, "They have more remains of alien technology than us, have obtained a lot of information, and have a much more detailed understanding of the universe than us. Maybe they..."

"uncertain."

The wheelchair man interrupted her.

"What do you mean?" the woman asked.

"Alien wreckage is different from what you imagine."

"How is it different?"

"You haven't seen it, so you don't know."

"My authority is not enough."

The woman in black had indeed never seen an alien wreckage, she only knew that there were such things in the tavern.

"Want to see it?"

The wheelchair man smiled slightly: "After I go back, I can take you to see it, and be prepared to be disappointed."

A gleam of joy flashed in the eyes of the woman in black: "God, can you really take me to see it?"

"Yes, you have contributed enough to the tavern over the years, and I will apply for permission adjustment for you."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The wheelchair man shook his head: "Actually, there is nothing to see. We can't go deep into the core area of ​​the wreckage. We can only see some basic things from the outside."

The woman in black was surprised: "Why? Isn't our technology enough to open the core of the wreckage?"

"Yes, it's not..."

The man in the wheelchair rubbed between his brows, and a helpless expression appeared on his face.

He went on to say: "In the spaceship, there is a very grumpy intelligent butler called 'Hal', he will not let us in, if we force it, he will initiate the self-destruct process of the spaceship, making everything in the spaceship Let him be reduced to ashes."

"Why didn't you let us in?" asked the woman in black.

"He said...the spaceship already has a new captain on this planet, and no one can enter except the new captain."

"what?"

The woman in black was stunned, the new captain?
How could there be a new captain on this planet?

An aborigine who became the captain of an alien spacecraft... This is really unimaginable.

"Can he change to a captain? Is there any test? Does it require some kind of knowledge? For example, spaceship piloting skills?" asked the woman in black.

"No."

"Why not? Is there no test? Then how to identify the new captain?"

"The smart steward said... there is no test, but we are not qualified, only the new captain is qualified."

"I don't know why, what is qualification? Could it be that the new captain is the chosen one?"

"I don't know." The wheelchair man suddenly smiled, "But what is certain is that the mechanical race did not open the core of the wreckage of the spaceship they owned, and they were blocked from the core just like us. Otherwise, with their technological capabilities, It has already broken through the limitations of this planet and opened the interstellar era."

"It turns out that everyone is the same..."

Thinking about it this way, the tavern and the machine race seem to be on the same starting line, even if they are behind, they are not too far behind.

Whoever can find the new captain will be able to take the lead and obtain the core secrets in advance.

Thinking about it, the new captain should be very mysterious and low-key, hiding in the vast crowd, consciously keeping himself from being discovered, so as to protect himself, he definitely won't be someone like the masked man.

"The masked man, who is so high-profile all day long and wants to put himself on the front page of the news, is definitely not the new captain." The woman in black said firmly.

"That's not certain." The wheelchair man shook his head.

"what?"

"What do you think...why did the machine clan hunt him down like crazy?"

"So that's the case, no wonder the headquarters is acting so abnormally."

Reminiscent of the recent series of events, the woman in black suddenly realized a lot.

The woman in black turned her head and looked at the distorted door, as if she wanted to see the weird metal creature in the hall through the door.

That horrible metal monster, could it be some kind of alien technology?

At this moment, the hall of the tavern has already fallen.

All the psychic creatures present felt the happiness of those members of the Seahorse City branch.

"Ah! How can it be so painful!" Someone cried out in pain, and fell to the ground convulsing and rolling.

"I thought those guys in Haima City were exaggerating. They said they were in so much pain that they wanted to die, but I didn't expect it to be true!" Another person wailed, his facial features distorted in pain.

"It hurts too much!"

"Are those explosions outside concussion bombs?"

"How can concussion bombs have such a large-scale field control effect..."

"It hurts..."

The screams and wailing sounded together, making one feel as if one were in purgatory.

That cramping feeling is really not something normal people can bear, it is comparable to the cruelest torture in the world.

Outside the tavern, the members of the other organizations were the same, falling down in pain one by one.

It was the first time they felt the pain of a stand device.

"Fuck, I've already hid in Conch City, how can I be covered by the stand device!" Someone scolded.

"It's not a stand device, it's those concussion bombs!"

"vomit……"

From the famous houses on the left and right sides of the town, the sound of screaming, cursing, and vomiting came out one after another. For a while, everyone was on their backs, and no spiritual creature could calm down.

In the end, there were only a few fourth-level creatures left, as well as ordinary members of the organization, who could barely maintain order.

And among these ordinary people, quite a few are players.

Almost none of the players took the psionic evolution route, but took the titanium-an particle route. Although it is much weaker than the psionic route, it is not affected now.

"Could this be our era?" A player who joined the Sun Foundation said to himself, with an inexplicable light in his eyes.

"It's really beautiful. Those exploding concussion bombs are even more beautiful than fireworks."

Many players stood by the windows, or simply walked out onto the street.

They don't feel the slightest pain, and now they can enjoy this blue ceremony without any scruples.

Many players' screen recording systems are always on, wanting to record the gorgeous blue fireworks completely.

"Tonight's staying up late is really worth it! Many people outside are asking me about the situation here."

"Me too, my personal account has received hundreds of private messages!"

The players on the street whispered to each other, and everyone had joyful expressions on their faces.

"Speaking of which, why is the color representing technology always blue? This color is often used in many sci-fi movies." A player suddenly asked.

Looking up, the night sky is full of beautiful and gorgeous blue.

"Because Cherenkov radiates light." Someone next to him explained.

"What customer service?"

"Cherenkov, ex-SL physicist, not customer service."

Some players explained that when the nuclear fission reactor is activated, a deep blue light will burst out.

It is the blue that represents the top technology of mankind, it is a dreamy blue, and it is also a phenomenon of Cerenkov radiation.

"Stop admiring the Blu-ray, the organization told us to continue eavesdropping on the situation in the tavern." Suddenly someone shouted.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Eavesdropping, can this kind of thing be called out?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless for a while, and returned to their respective organizations.

The situation in the tavern was quite bad, and eavesdropping could only hear a lot of wailing voices, and no valuable information could be heard at all.

At this moment, in the tavern hall.

Some of the tavern members got used to the pain and stopped screaming like they did at the beginning. They barely supported their bodies and stood leaning on the table.

Under the arrangement of the manager of the local branch, some ordinary members without psychic powers hurried to the warehouse, took out boxes of painkillers, and injected those members who couldn't stand it one by one.

After the Haima city incident, organizations all over the place snapped up a batch of painkillers, and now they are in use.

"call……"

The members who were injected with painkillers were relieved. Although it was still painful, it was bearable.

Many people were like a pool of mud, paralyzed in various positions in the hall, not wanting to move, only hoping that the explosion would pass sooner.

There are also some members who always focus on Su Xia.

They felt that if Su Xia was really a pure psychic monster, he would be in more pain than them now, right?

but……

Su Xia stood quietly in the hall without any reaction.

"Could it be that he is immune to spiritual power?" Many people were shocked, and they couldn't help but have such speculations.

"Maybe he's just holding on?"

"The hall is full of our people. He didn't dare to show his weakness, and he was probably enduring the pain."

Thinking of this, the eyes of a few members flickered, and some other thoughts came to their minds.

Not only them, but even Frank sees a glimmer of hope.

"This... this is the power of the stand device..."

His body twitched slightly, and his face twitched from time to time, but he still endured it.

This is his chance.

Under the standpoint, all beings are equal, and no one has much power.

"Hey, it seems that I shouldn't die." Frank endured the pain, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile, and said to Susha.

"What?" Su Xia remained calm.

"Masked man, how much power do you have left?"

Frank looked like a wolf, as if he was asking Susha a question, but he was actually reminding the surrounding tavern members.

He knew that many tavern members must be tempted.

"The whole area is shrouded in the stand, masked man, how many bullets can you block now?" He added, continuing to remind the tavern members.

In the position, even ordinary people can kill psionic creatures head-on.

There are not a few ordinary members in the tavern.

Many ordinary members lowered their heads, as if they didn't pay attention to the situation in the center of the hall, but there was an inexplicable brilliance in their eyes, and many of them put their hands on the weapons around their waists.

They noticed that creatures below level four, who are not even as good as ordinary people, are all twitching in pain.

And the local person in charge of the tavern, a fourth-level creature, can barely keep his body stable now, so weak that he is no different from an ordinary person.

As a fifth-level creature, the masked strange man should still have some power, but there is not much left.

"perhaps……"

"Is this really an opportunity?"

In the corner, many members looked at each other and secretly thought.

In the hall, Su Xia suddenly smiled.

He looked around, glanced at the others, and said with a faint smile, "Everyone, do you think you're doing well again?"

No one responded to him. Many people lowered their heads and did not look at Su Xia, fearing that their own eyes would betray their inner thoughts.

After all, the eyes are the windows to the soul.

Su Xia shook her head: "Too much time wasted tonight, so be it, it's time to go back."

As he spoke, he waved his hand indifferently, his silver-white arm turned into a knife, and slammed towards Frank in front of him.

Frank's complexion changed drastically, he drew out the spiritual weapon at the back of his waist to block it, exhausted his last strength, and shouted: "I don't believe you haven't been affected, everyone in the tavern, don't you..."

Before he could speak, he heard a ding, and the precious psionic weapon broke in two.

Immediately afterwards, he only felt a chill on his neck.

"Crack-"

Frank's eyes widened and he shuddered.

Trembling, he stretched out his hand and touched his neck, only to feel a stream of warm blood splashing out.

The strength in his whole body dissipated in an instant, and he fell powerlessly, his face was pale, and in the last moments of his life, he murmured to himself dejectedly: "You...how are you not affected...this is unscientific..."

At the moment of hand-to-hand combat just now, he felt Su Xia's strength.

That strength is as strong as ever, without any weakness.

Su Xia didn't respond, the knife in her hand slowly returned to normal, then looked around indifferently, and looked at the rest of the people in the hall.

Everyone retreated one after another, terrified in their hearts, for fear that Su Xia would start killing.

At this moment, they couldn't bear the slightest resistance!

Those who wanted to do it just now buried their heads even deeper, their whole bodies were tense, almost suffocating from the tension, and they kept praying in their hearts.

"Ah……"

Su Xia suddenly laughed, as if mocking everyone, and then moved.

Boom!

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the tavern trembled.

A big hole was knocked out of the top of the entire tavern.

Su Xia soared into the sky, unrestrained and unrestrained, directly broke through layers of blue ripples, and laughed loudly: "What a blue firework, I like it, thank you!"

After all, he moved his body and floated away without being affected in the slightest, like a free nighthawk.

……

In the tavern, in the room.

Finally, a slight change appeared on the always calm face of the wheelchair man.

After hearing Su Xia's words, his body trembled, and he stood up suddenly from the wheelchair!

"Is he unaffected?"

(End of this chapter)