Abyss Express

Foreword:

[Love is sweet pain]

[--William Shakespeare]

[Love is not enough]

[—Victor Hugo]

[Love is often much stronger than hate]

[——Wang Dynasty News]

[Love is always painful, don't expect it to appear out of thin air like a dream]

[—George Gordon Byron]

[Life is like a flower, love is like honey]

[—Charles Robert Darwin]

[Part①·Pollination activity]

[Materialism] has ceased activities, but Jason Megan cannot leave the Rotor Master Control Center. He is like Don Quixote who cannot retreat. This huge armor, this rotting flesh will fall down.

There is no turning back. Under the erosion of the water people, materialism cannot even turn around. It is impossible for people to swim back in this dead sea.

They are trapped here, only to die.

Jason persisted for eight hours and maintained a high-energy combat state for forty-seven minutes. This is unimaginable willpower for ordinary people.

It is completely different from Jason's self-described "I am a cowardly guy with high inspiration and weak will and spirit".

When human beings bear Niflheim's spiritual pressure, due to the limitation of sensory organs, no matter how powerful the inspiration is, the mental damage suffered is extremely limited——

——But giants are different. For [Materialism], it is no longer possible to describe its compressive load value with the phrase "the tree attracts the wind".

Jason Megan and Surte are of the same mind, using the small water pipe powered by Homo sapiens 16 watts, and enduring the spiritual pressure felt by [Materialism] who is close to a height of more than 300 meters.

The flesh in this steel body was transmitting to Jason all the time the abnormal electrical signals brought by the natural reflexes of every neuron and body.

Jason Meghan was in pain as Soult was.

This feeling is ten times more painful than waterboarding in the process of extorting a confession, and six times more painful than a woman giving birth.

Fortunately——

——Jason he survived.

He was sweating profusely in the master control center, his body was repeatedly dehydrated and rehydrated, his cheeks turned red and white, and the abdominal distension was followed by severe convulsions.

Unnatural eye movements represent that his mental world is close to a state of madness.

Every sixteen minutes, he needs to replenish water and eat. After the huge information flow floods into the brain, the violent reaction of the synapses makes his metabolism extremely fast. Half of his hair has fallen out, and his beard has also grown. He looks like a savage.

He once again returned to his twenty-seven-year-old physique.

But it wasn't because of the effect of "Undead Rune" solidifying time.

Because of the acceleration of metabolism, he looks younger and his skin is more radiant. Repeated replenishment of water will clear away the pigment accumulated in the dermis for many years, which is equivalent to the intensity of medical cosmetic surgery. The dead skin on the face will fall off with this drastic physical change. , as if a butterfly is struggling in a cocoon, revealing its flexible wings.

Wendy Mills: "Are you still going to move on?"

Jason didn't speak.

He no longer has the mental strength to speak.

There are many reasons for this human being to reach the realm of gods.

To explain in detail one by one, we have to start with Jason's soul power.

The ability of [Windmill] is to cut complete things into fragments without changing the structure of atoms and electrons, so that people can observe and explore the mysteries of matter.

When the super power of the soul power is released, the people and objects attacked by the soul power will become whole again.

The twenty-four lapis lazuli mixed into Surte's cerebrospinal fluid also withstood the [Windmill]'s soul power attack. These pyroxenes are like capacitors in the circuit. Jason wants to forcibly shut down, stop Surte's movements, and shut down The power core of the fire giant is controlled by these twenty-four lapis lazuli.

The spiritual pressure from Niflheim is transmitted to the spinal center through Surte's nerve endings, and when it reaches the cerebellum, these lapis lazuli can filter part of the clutter. After all, pyroxenes have limited input and output power, and it is impossible to expect them to be as sensitive as Surte's native spinal nerves.

on the other hand--

——Jason Megan rejoiced in his heart.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay!

Fortunately, before this trip, he went to one of the few special forces in the world for training.

The pain caused by spiritual pressure is much more severe than waterboarding and sound and light torture in torture methods, but it can be sustained.

He clearly knows how to maintain sanity in pain.

It is necessary to provide sufficient oxygen to the brain, but not to breathe hard because of pain and dizziness.

When the lung cavities and diaphragm are out of control, they will bifurcate, cough, and inhale foreign objects.

Once lack of oxygen, fatigue will immediately lower blood pressure, body functions will also decline, and the endocrine cycle of body organs will be broken, making it difficult to resist the "sleep" command issued by the brain involuntarily.

Wendy is not in her dream!

Wendy is by his side!

Dreams can't come true!

Do your best to fight the natural bowel movements and stomach cramps.

Once it is vomited out, it is not as simple as being embarrassing. The strong stomach acid will corrode the upper respiratory tract and tonsils, and the vomit will enter the nasopharyngeal tube.

these things--

——They are all skills taught by SAS instructors by precept and deed, which are used to combat the pain and fatigue in cruel punishment.

Except will, spirit and pyroxene.

The most important thing is [love].

Love is often much more powerful than hate.

Even in the mundane world, one can still hear mysterious stories about children being caught in wheels and parents working together to lift a van weighing 1.5 tons.

In all kinds of bizarre urban legends, you can get a glimpse of the magical power of [love].

At this moment, what Jason Megan has lost, he never wants to do it again.

He could no longer see Wendy Mills.

Surte's spiritual essence savagely occupied Jason's optic nerve center. He could only see the black ocean far away, the deeper trench, and the fog farther away.

Wendy was floating beside her employer, she had long since shed the phantom of human skin, and she was a majestic human form composed of azure glass fluid and gold.

She could feel the stubbornness in her employer, it was a strong love.

Whatever Niflheim has, whatever the answer is.

Jason Meghan, today, just wants to open its door, to see clearly.

Wendy said calmly: "In that case, I don't bother to persuade you anymore."

The echo of the iron wall of the rotor master control center reached Jason's ears.

"Employer, it's rare for us to meet again, so let me say something else. Say something you like to hear."

"You make lots and lots of friends, and these guys are really good."

"I have walked with you for a long, long time, far, far away, and I have never seen such magnificent and strange people."

"We're really lucky and I feel honored to be your waiter."

Jason: "Me too."

He almost tried his best, clenched his teeth, and heard a hoarse response from his throat——Jason almost fainted when he mobilized the language part of his brain.

Wendy seized the time to refill the bucket of electrolyte solution for the employer. It seemed to be cooling and charging Surte's core processor, "Stop talking, listen carefully."

"We didn't understand Ao Han Mingde's intentions at the beginning. The kitten was full of mysterious rituals, but it kept saying it wanted to break the superstition. It's very interesting."

"It likes to be a matchmaker, to be a moon—to give people this superpower [to love]."

"At first, we all thought that maybe the structure of modern society is based on the family. People have concerns and things to protect, and they will more or less go on the right path."

"But when I reunited with you, I found that your desire to self-destruct is much stronger than before, just like the salary king, so I started to think about this [reason] again."

"After thinking about it, I finally understood one thing."

"The relationship between the waiter and the employer does not seem to be as simple as I imagined. We thought wrong at the beginning."

"Including what Jiang Xueming, that big boy thinks, may be a little bit worse."

"We're not soul mates, or something [an alter ego] — not a chosen best partner in a polarizing sextant."

"The boss is imitating the crazy butterfly."

"In the super ancient times, a meteorite hit the ground and destroyed the most powerful dragon clan in the world."

"Gymnosperms were burned out of a wasteland by this powerful sky fire, and the ecological niche of Trichoptera was impacted."

"The angiosperms have prepared their flowers and nectar early, sending all their love to the new life of the Lepidoptera."

"The butterflies of Lepidoptera have waited for 100 million years since the alluvial period, and finally have their own world."

"These butterflies act as matchmakers for the flowers, connecting the two flowers and passing on the marriage. This contractual relationship has not changed even today."

"No matter how we interpret it, how we understand it in a poetic context, we cannot interpret its true meaning."

"This is what Aohen Mingde is doing, [pollinating] for us, and absorbing [nectar] to survive."

"Life is amazing"

"Employer, can you still hear me?"

"If you are still awake, I hope to walk with you."

"Go and see what's in that ocean."

"In the past, I would definitely stop you."

"But now, you're not alone."

"Your companions must be able to help you get to that place."

The lights of [materialism] are gradually going out.

Six hours have passed since its last activity.

It rained continuously for six hours.

The control centers of various departments of the airframe were empty. In order to save energy, people gathered in the core area of ​​Burning Man's oil bomb storage department, relying on nuclear reactors for heating.

From the perspective of material science, the materialistic steel frame must not be exposed to subzero temperatures. The cold and brittle nature of the metal will make it vulnerable and brittle, opening the door to death.

The nuclear fission reactor located at the heart of the chest becomes a boiling water boiler, which provides the basic temperature of the engineering components for the entire torso through complex temperature control pipelines.

Except Xueming and Teacher Aling.

The others were sitting and lying on various parts of the elevator platform, leaning against the heating pipes and shivering.

Ah Xing and William's madness value is very high, their faces are pale, and they are in charge of the two thighs of the power department. They are very close to the Dead Sea, only a vertical distance of more than 50 meters, and they have inhaled a lot of chiral molecular poisons. It is also several times that of the warhead and damage control department.

The two older children fell asleep, still trembling and miserable.

It seems that in the dream, there are still terrifying and indescribable monsters chasing them.

There were military rations and dust bags of pancakes scattered around them, all of which had been eaten, and there were still many traces of vomit.

3301 and Katyusha fell asleep leaning against the warm water pot in the tool room.

The two VIPs and Xue Ming remained awake and did not catch up on sleep.

Jiang Xueming's mental strength and will to survive, which are different from ordinary people, support him.

Su Ling's teacher was originally an ancient Qi refiner, a strange immortal who regarded the six transformations as the realm of cultivating immortals.

Xia Xia is the direct blood recipient of the wolf mother, and her body is different from ordinary people, so her head has enough power to fight against fatigue.

After the materialism ceased activities, Xue Ming has been busy all the time, switching various departments to safe electricity, reducing the power, and handing everything over to the signal source of the spine center.

After the firefighting work and basic maintenance work were done, he was also free.

As for the structural damage, Xue Ming was helpless.

Like the wounds on the right arm and leg of materialism, the damage is the size of a ten-story building, and it is not something that can be done manually in a few hours or a day or two.

The number of Little Pyro is decreasing sharply. Surte's accessories can fill the damage of the external armor, but the steel cables are used as muscle structures, the cooperation with the diesel engine power pack, and the wiring of the mechatronic integration. It is completed by hanging tower cantilever and other equipment.

There is nothing to do but wait.

So Xueming and Teacher A Ling began to absorb knowledge from each other.

"Teacher A Ling, you should shoot like this."

It is rare to see——

—— Regarding traditional American martial arts, Su Ling does have a lot to ask Jiang Xueming for advice.

On the elevator platform, you can see Surte's heart when you look up. The dense steel beam skeleton has many lined copper sleeves.

Xue Ming brought in smaller spare parts as soft metal targets, chose an open place in the chest square, and temporarily built a shooting teaching area.

He grabbed Su Ling's wrist with his left hand, and shot out with his right arm in sync.

"Do you pull the slide while fighting or use the release button to unlock?"

Su Ling: "Pull the sleeve"

"That won't work." Jiang Xueming's gunshot had returned to its place, and the breech of the gun was completely locked.

Su Ling took a slow step, and was half a beat behind aiming the gun with both hands.

Xueming put his right index finger on the middle body of the gun, and demonstrated it again for Mr. Aling.

From drawing the gun to aiming and waiting, it's just a blink of an eye.

"When pulling out, our thumb has already released the safety. If the palm is big enough, we can use the tiger's mouth to rub the anti-slip pattern of the butterfly safety, and let it press down naturally. If it is the action of reloading, it can also unlock the sleeve at the same time. The bullet goes into the barrel."

"Click——" when dismantling in slow motion, Xue Ming's hand was as natural as the flow of a river. When the magazine fell due to gravity, the new ammunition had already slipped into the handle.

When the Kay Falcon bites and grabs the magazine, the sleeve completes the push action at the same time.

There is no gap at all—

——It was done in one go.

"Many pistols used for close combat have anti-slip patterns on the rest of our index finger, and there are both sides." Teacher Xue Ming and A Ling explained in detail how to use the equipment to improve shooting efficiency: "In this way, we can When using the three-point shooting posture, you can quickly find the position to place your fingers. If the distance is closer, it is street fighting or indoor fighting."

The short and compact pistol was as delicate as a combat dagger in Xue Ming's holding posture.

"Switching to a CAR gun is more appropriate, because indoor fighting rarely uses the eyes to aim, but the pistol is used as a secondary weapon, and the accuracy of hip-firing is very metaphysical. We are not western cowboys, and we don't use the outrageous skills of American Juhejutsu— —You can use the natural angles of the shoulders, elbows and wrists of the human body to aim with the body, which is the same as your teacher playing FPS games.”

Su Ling: "Oh! I know this!"

The moving target, conveyed by the belt roller, flies by.

Xue Ming pulled the trigger and did not move his arm. Instead, he used a stance and footwork similar to that of Wing Chun, and adjusted the shooting angle of his upper body to hit the target.

In the second half of the shooting action, he didn't even move his body.

Just waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the target to enter the range of the crosshair, twisting slightly so that the rear sight is in line with the target, and sending the bullet out at the moment of coincidence.

"That's what I just said, teacher, when you aim with your body, the enemy's head will find your bullet, but this kind of shooting efficiency is definitely not as fast as actively aiming, drawing the bow and drawing the arrow and pulling the gun to find the enemy."

Su Ling: "Ah yes."

Xue Ming immediately changed the equipment, and was going to explain the technique of long spear and short thrust.

Just at this time--

——The sudden roar woke everyone up.

Surte's heart began beating violently, and his heart rate soared.

Originally, it beat twenty-one times a minute, but it would rise to more than one hundred in the combat state, supplying fuel for the engines to the power organs all over the body.

But at this moment, all parts of the limbs have switched to a safe power supply in sleep mode. Where does such a powerful energy come from? !

"Did something happen to Jason?" Xue Ming sweated over his old friend's state of mind: "Mr. Ling! Your inspiration is very strong, can you feel something?"

Su Ling packed up the teaching tools, grabbed the steel gong, and struck the gong for the second round with her fist alone!

"Brothers! Wake up!"

She roared excitedly, she couldn't see the expression on her face, but she could see the scorching fire from her eyes.

"GOGOGOGO! Ready to start monsters!"

Meteor had just woken up from a nightmare and hadn't recovered yet. When he stretched his limbs, he felt that his joints were frozen and rusty, and there were oil marks on his face from the heating pipes.

"What happened? I just dreamed that something was kicking my ass"

William was very embarrassed: "I dreamed that my father was chasing me. He ran after me, and he chased me when I ran. He wanted to tear up my ID card—maybe I kicked you while I was sleeping. I'm sorry."

Meteor laughed and said, "I will never sleep with you again! Butt hurts!"

Gossip about the Slavic brethren was everywhere.

"I'm so hungry, brother Ibrahimovic."

"How much food supply is there?"

"No more! It was agreed before departure! After eating this meal, we are ready to go on the road!"

"How are we still alive?"

"Send this guy as a spotter! Don't let him touch the weapon! What bullshit!"

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Jiang Xueming boarded the elevator in three steps and two steps, ready to return to the damage control unit to continue fighting.

When he climbed onto the seat on the conveyor belt, he saw Teacher Aling violently shaking the wheel of the materialist chest armor.

Under the traction of the hinge, the cold wind from outside gradually came in.

"There is not enough energy! Teacher! Don't waste heat!" Jiang Xueming looked anxiously, and immediately shouted: "What do you want to do? Is there anything outside? You need to observe with the naked eye?"

"It's a salute! It's a peony salute!" A Ling pulled Xia Xia to climb up the damaged armor plate, and after a while, she came back with a heavy warhead. Its hard carapace penetrated into the hole of the materialist breastplate, Stopped by the tough steel wires and nearly cut to pieces.

[Part② Sugar Heart Cannonball]

But layers of carbon-fiber mesh inside wrap around all-important supplies.

Pyroxene, rations—and a steel post container shaped like a rinse bucket.

"It was fired with a cannon?" Xue Ming asked, "What is it?"

With a height difference of about twenty meters, Su Ling shouted loudly.

"The gunners of the Snow Mastiff Army have brought us gifts! They don't have suitable vehicles, so they can't move an inch in the mud."

The hot cannonball has been distorted and deformed, and the dark red heat remains. Even if it is wrapped in a firefighting uniform, Teacher A Ling's hands will be red from the heat, but it is all worth it.

"The visibility outside is terrible! Fortunately, our torso power furnace and safety lights are still on, and they tried to fire a shot! My little apprentice came back alive!"

Teacher A Ling lifted the steel column container and lifted the lid.

"This is a candy cannonball sent by the reinforcements! Jiang Xueming! I don't know what this thing is. The boss said it came from Fangfeng Village. It is the starting point of your passenger career. You should know what to do!"

The container contained three liters of Canaanite, glistening like liquid gold.

To be honest, Xueming was very uncertain——

——What kind of wonderful chemical reaction will the essence of these aliens have with [materialism]?

Before he could think carefully and make a decision, the rain of cannons sounded again.

The bombardment of Peony almost smashed the materialist breastplate, and the warhead penetrated into Surte's strong chest. The special shells with reduced charges were like densely packed needles, like a doctor injecting a booster into a patient. .

Xia Xia said excitedly: "Try it! The water man smashed most of the components, if this kind of sticky thing can make materialism move! We can go back!"

Meteor immediately screamed.

"It's my ex-girlfriend! She has me in her heart!"

Then 3301 slapped Meteor loudly.

"Be sober!"

This rekindled dessert slapstick aside.

Of the fifty-one shells in total, only eighteen bullets landed safely, and Peony Express's loss rate was astonishingly high.

But these eighteen shells delivered fifty-four liters of Canaanite matter.

Jiang Xueming knew in his heart that these things were probably nano-organisms extracted from the big golden eggs, and they were serious Canaanite communities.

As for the "unscrupulous" Canaan sister Meteor mentioned, I'm afraid she didn't plan to take a walk in this ghostly place at all. After all, the spiritual pressure and natural environment here are too scary for these delicate life forms.

People grouped and transported these steel column containers to the spine organ, preparing to send a big gift to Burning Man Surte, which was cerebrospinal fluid in the physical sense.

The brothers were sweating profusely, and they were divided into twelve groups. They gathered in the mechanism room where the temperature was as high as 43 degrees Celsius, holding the steel column containers in groups, and waited for Jason's order.

Bu Meteor rushed into the main control center of the rotor, and had a brutal mentally handicapped communication with the cook.

Meteor: "My ex-daughter! A bad sister sent me something!"

Jason: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Meteor: "Straighten your spine! Open your joints!"

Jason: "If that's the case! I need to break the link with Surte first! It's going to fall!"

Meteor: "Jason! But if we don't do anything! We will be trapped here! Everyone will become outlaws, right? Or fall into the ocean! Turn into a puddle of mud!"

Xue Ming was late, and finally arrived——

——His running speed was crushed mercilessly by Meteor because of his short legs.

"Jason! Try it!"

Jason still hesitated: "But...if it collapses."

Xue Ming lost all prudence and stability.

There was only one thought in his mind.

"It depends on your skill to drive a small car! It depends on your momentum to drive a big car! Being timid will dull your sword - we have no other choice! Eight percent of the energy of the safety life support system is left, and the material reserves of the fission furnace There is not much left, and the food is only enough for us to eat for eighteen hours. In order to catch these shells, materialism has opened its breastplate and opened its heart door. What are you waiting for?! Jason! Are you waiting love?"

Wendy Mills turned her head and spoke to Jason.

"Your friends have awakened a long time ago. They never thought of running away, and they never planned to abandon you."

"Trust the arrangement of the BOSS!" Jiang Xueming grabbed the shooting star and wanted to return to their respective departments. Before leaving, he roared like thunder with Jason: "Since it asked Guangling Zhixi's attacking team to send these things, it means it must be useful !"

Jason gritted his teeth and released the soul power.

"[Windmill]! Break the link between the S24 mechanism and materialism! Open the joint cavity!"

Only the sound of heavy steel collisions could be heard from far away.

The cabin located at the tailbone suddenly climbed up, and the entire lower body of Materialism lost its link with the spinal center.

The huge Tin Woodman's legs softened, and immediately began to fall naturally, dumping towards the black ocean.

Ibrahimovic firmly grasped the guardrail, and his palms immediately wiped blood on the rusty steel pipes. The air was still filled with highly corrosive water-human elements, which were slowly eroding these metal components.

Ibrahimovic hugged the steel column container, and poured "liquid gold" into the pitch-black cerebrospinal fluid at the moment the spinal cavity joints opened.

The moment the Canaanite group came into contact with the undead runes, brilliant golden flames erupted.

Tens of thousands of life units died quickly, and were transformed into similar elements by the weird runes. Only a few lucky ones found lapis lazuli. They stuck tightly to the surface of the round blue stone, as if coated with a layer of gold dust.

"We are going to fall!!!" The accompanying soldiers and Ibrahimovic hissed and screamed.

Ibrahimovic shouted towards the top: "Close the gate quickly! Close the gate quickly!!!"

There was a strong sound of iron and steel, and the materialism also overturned and bent down, and all the cabins of the mechanism from S24 to S1 manually ran through the [Canaan Infusion] program round by round.

The fire man fell down in a very awkward posture.

Its skull was skewed, its entire torso fell forward to the right, but its lower body sat down on its buttocks. The huge building of more than 100 meters was about to be smashed into pieces in the pitch-black ocean.

at that moment--

——The porthole of the meteor is only twenty meters away from the sea level.

Mrs. Ling, who is located in the oil bomb storage department, suddenly turned her head and looked at the dashboard below her heart.

A golden-red flame gushes out from the pipe, and the output power that was originally in a state of emergency rises all the way from the alarm red line——

- This trick works! And the effect is outstanding!

The team members who injected energy into [Materialism] all flew up in an instant!

They seemed to have entered the cosmic space, their bodies lost gravity, and they fell to the ground hard in 0.01 seconds!

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the original gray-white fossil bone channel began to turn red, and gradually turned into a brilliant golden color!

The roar of the engine almost shattered the eardrums——

——The anti-pressure plate of the output power instrument panel swelled a sixteen-meter-long crack.

Immediately afterwards, it completely shattered!

Above the pressure gauge of the power furnace, the cover and pointer flew out together with the gushing flames.

On the far side of the beachhead.

When 9527 saw the flame-shrouded giant as if it was about to crash, his heart rose to his throat, but he was extremely annoyed, feeling anxious that he couldn't help.

A motorboat or ship simply cannot navigate the mud.

If you want to return to the materialistic body, unless you shoot her out like a cannonball.

Just as she screamed, she grabbed the arm of the old medical soldier of the Snow Mastiff Army, and the pain made the brother scream.

[Materialism] stood up again——

——To be precise, it was as if I had received a strong electric shock.

The golden fire burst out from the bones and texture, it is like a high-pressure cardiopulmonary resuscitation treatment, the R7 rocket group of the lower limbs and upper limbs burst into dazzling light in an instant, pushing the giant's decadent body out of the speed of sound in just a few seconds, climbing to normal When the altitude is reached, the reverse thrust procedure is automatically started.

It burns quietly—

— like a sun.

There are countless streamers following the cracked pipelines of the armor plate, as if injecting new micro-motion units and energy into this heavy iron shell.

The originally dead Pyro was used as a temporary [tourniquet] to fill the armor, and was gradually flattened under the modification and modification of these nano-life - they can almost change the strength and shape of steel from the molecular structure level.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Meteor almost saved his life, and the mud of the Dead Sea was only a few tens of centimeters away from soaking his feet.

Looking around, portholes and cabins are undergoing incredible changes.

A soft golden light curtain dances on the components and the operating table, transforming the thick biological nerve contacts into a smaller piano key size, which is more suitable for human hands to manipulate it.

The relatively narrow 170-degree portholes are now covered with thick skirt armor, and the naked eye detection is replaced by electric detection.

From top to bottom——

— from the inside out.

Materialism is almost reborn.

The [V]-shaped antenna has turned into two big golden-red horns, and the original metal-colored visor still has bronze rust, but now it has turned into a black and red high-temperature coating to protect the tattered tongue and cheeks .

The exposed diesel pipe at the neck guard is its "big blood vessel". The traction path of the bomb launcher was completely remodeled by Canaanite organisms, and there are eight more combat aircraft cannons here.

When the two arms were raised naturally, it was like relaxing the tendons and activating the muscles before a fight, making a toothache and unbearable clicking sound.

When the abnormal noises of both arms stopped, the Iron Fist outer armor was covered with honeycomb-shaped grid patterns. In addition to the impact-resistant outer armor and muscle-cutting armor, it had an additional layer of reactive armor.

In the golden light--

—these neat honeycomb scales reflect a dazzling blue. Same as Lepidoptera Morpho butterfly.

Before Jason came back to his senses, the iron ball in the center of the rotor suddenly rose, as if the eggshell had been smashed by the golden flame!

"Jason! It's going to send you to the thalamus!" Wendy Mills yelled, "Your synchronization rate with Pyro will become higher! The cerebellum is the motor center! The thalamus is the consciousness center!"

Jiang Xueming from the Damage Control Department was puzzled——

"—Where do these armors come from? Why do they do such things?"

The curious and studious little Xueming immediately returned to the power unit of the left arm.

He smelled very very familiar! Very very weird taste!

The sweet aroma emanates from an old flue gas treatment absorption tower.

The power of the sudden explosion comes from the improved output efficiency of the diesel unit and the nuclear power assembly. Canaanites cannot create things in the void at the nano-level process level. The "ancient coal" piled up in the belly and fossil bones has become the third power. source.

The chemical industry center near the kidneys and spleen was left unattended at first, but now it is alive, the sulfur dioxide waste gas and heavy metal waste liquid are sent to the absorption tower of the damaged pipe, and immediately combined with the calcium carbonate in the giant bone to form calcium sulfate dihydrate, which is gypsum Products, after secondary processing, these things can replace Surte's riddled flesh and bones, and recombine with steel bones, just add some silicone oil, it is a very good waterproof material.

These scraps are re-utilized through precise automatic division of pipes and lines, including the recasting and reforging of scrap iron and rust steel, all of which are miraculously created in the immortal body of Burning Man Surte.

After all, what Pyro needs most is flames!

When Jason Megan goes deeper—

——When it came to Surte's consciousness center, the original gray mist gradually dispersed.

Looking down, the empty breastplate is slowly healing, but it is not made of steel, but rather like a stone?

Jiang Xueming: "Not enough! Not enough steel! This new avionics automatic auxiliary system, I want to replace us with a pair of breastplates!"

Meteor looked up: "What the hell is that!"

In the steel beam structure section of the torso, the aluminum blocks originally used for anti-rust were digested by the golden streamer, and the Canaanite community removed these aluminum blocks.

Teacher A Ling felt a numbness in her arm, and immediately let go of it from the chrome railing. I saw that the steel was originally shiny, but now it has become gray, but in just a few seconds, the flame spray gun flying from the foundation engineering department simply blued the railings.

A jewel, appearing on the breast of materialism—

——It is a bright red five-pointed star.

Red corundum made of aluminum oxide and 4% chromium.

From the inside, you can see the light of the fission power furnace and the laser ignition device of the power furnace.

Jason's expression was stunned——

——But don't stay, he will stay when someone else will.

I saw a turbulent and unparalleled energy beam bursting out from the red corundum, which almost opened up the world.

The giant's arms were raised forward, and dazzling guiding arcs emerged from the palms and fingertips.

The anger erupting from his chest almost steamed the dark water into a sunny avenue.

do everything -

——All just to see the road ahead.

The layers of honeycomb-shaped reactive armor began to turn white under the light, revealing the starlight of the Canaanite community.

The high-energy jets hit obliquely downward, until they reached the gully near the sea.

A line of words appeared on the portholes or instrument panels of the control centers of all departments.

[Relative distance: 887 meters]

[Depth: 711 meters]

[command authority → thalamic center]

[What are you waiting for? ! ]

Jason finally came to his senses——

—but Meteor is more urgent than him.

"Hot thoughts are pouring out of my chest! Jason! The sleepy soul is also awakening!"

Jiang Xueming fished out the warhammer from the sea of ​​mud, and with the help of the Canaan Nano Agency, the rocket power group transformed it from a clumsy cast hammer into a warhammer propelled by a vector engine.

"We're going to knock! With this hammer!"

At this moment, only Diamondnov stood in front of the heavy factory in his heart.

With Soult's heavy breathing—

——The forge workshop is brightly lit.

The things on the conveyor belt are many broken white crystal fragments, the ashes of the martyrs brought by the salute of the peony flower are extremely pure carbon, and white crystal is a natural pyroxene, the king of energy.

Carbon molecules become the purest triangular structure under high temperature and high pressure environment, turning into yellow diamonds that are as sharp as industrial knives, can cut any steel, and can almost break through everything in the world.

They enter the liver and gallbladder, and are reshaped into new shapes through a high-temperature and high-pressure forge.

Diamondnov was pushed by a mechanical arm to the operating table of the machining center, asking this engineer who could only drill holes to design and shape the main weapon of materialism.

It is covered with a huge anti-shock outer armor, the thread clamp steel is used to cut the skin to clean up impurities, and the core diamond is used to open the dead door.

—It was a drill bit.