The Fourth Disaster: You Said The Human Race Is Weak In The Interstellar Space?

"Damn, these guys are having too much fun!" Feng Chuipipi looked at the video calls that the players had started in the group. On the side of Battleship No. 1. Black Tulip was still leading the crew to frantically attack the mecha that rushed onto the deck. Wu Shixing acted as a temporary war correspondent. "Brothers, what we are seeing now is the situation on Battleship No. 1. It can still hold on for now." The camera was pointed directly at the deck. Just then, a brown iron battle-damaged mecha rushed onto the deck from mid-air. After a roll, several gun muzzles appeared from the back of the mecha, and ten rockets were fired directly! Wu Shixing's camera was facing a rocket that was flying over. "Just right, are there any brothers in the battleship behind us who haven't reached level 5 yet?" "Let me show you how strong you are now after reaching level 5!" Wu Shixing's camera was a little shaky, but you could still clearly see his hand swiping in the air. He actually caught a rocket steadily.

The warhead alone was as big as a human head.

"Fuck." Not to mention the other players in the video, even Wu Shixing himself was stunned.

"Am I so awesome now?"

The hot feeling, the heavy feeling of the shell.

"Hahahaha, I can catch the shell with my bare hands now!"

Wu Shixing shouted.

His mouth was about to split open with laughter.

"Oi brothers, don't do anything else, just catch all the shells thrown by the enemy, maybe you can use them again later!"

He had just finished speaking.

The camera recorded several other players who listened to him and did not dodge the shells, and were directly blown to death.

"I *** Wu Shixing **** you ***"

"Wu Shixing you *****"

A long section of the quintessence of traditional Chinese music was performed in the crowd.

The few players who were just blown to death did not turn off their pain.

At this time, Makabaka, who had been eating melons and filling explosives, turned on the microphone:

"Hahahaha, brother, you caught the bullet I filled, right?"

Is this okay?

Wu Shixing looked at the players who climbed out of the resurrection cabin, and they looked so aggressive that he was numb.

"Brother, spare my life, brother, spare my life!"

He had just finished begging for mercy.

A huge metal giant sword fell from the sky and directly cut a group of players.

"Ah!!!" Wu Shixing trembled in pain.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his waist.

Still... still...

Panting heavily, Wu Shixing opened his eyes.

"Damn, offline?"

What happened?

How did he die?

In the game cabin, Wu Shixing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and pushed open the door of the game cabin.

What came into view was his wall of figurines. Several half-human-high mecha models were placed in the center of the room.

The time showed that he had been in the game for almost a week.

"Damn, after this battle, I have to buy some nutrient solution for the game cabin."

Wipe the sweat off his forehead, he first took out the phone on the bedside.

Before entering the game, the phone was fully charged, but now it's almost out of power.

Charge it up.

Wu Shixing sent a message to his mother: "Mom, send me some money, send me some money."

Then he sent a message to his father: "Lao Deng, gold coins."

And his brother.

"Zhong Deng, give me some money, give me some money, you need to charge to play games."

Soon, the messages kept ringing.

"Jin Yang, the money has been transferred to you, don't play games all the time, remember to go out for a walk."

"You bastard, you want money for everything? You don't do the work assigned to you at all, right?"

"The money has been transferred, and you don't care about the family affairs at all now?"

He didn't reply to any message.

Seeing that the money had been received, he simply threw the phone aside.

The extremely strong pain of death needs a few minutes to ease.

Wu Shixing opened the game group: "What's going on? I died in a blink of an eye?"

Black Tulip: "Don't waste time, come back quickly, the advanced mecha has appeared, a mecha driven by a level 6 gene warrior, damn, we can't hold on!"

Fuck.

It's so dangerous?

Wu Shixing dared not delay.

Without any hesitation, he went back to the game directly.

The first time he entered the game, Wu Shixing turned off his pain.

Instantly refreshed.

"The planner really doesn't understand the game at all. Isn't it better to revive at the original level when resurrecting? Every time he comes back, he gives himself an injection."

Wu Shixing took the gene unlocking potion and injected it.

"Fortunately, I don't have to pay for this battle, otherwise I will lose money directly."

Wei Yuan also secretly observed the players.

Hearing Wu Shixing's complaints, he was also a little speechless.

In this matter, does he not want the players to be resurrected directly at the original level?

But energy and mass are conserved!

This is not a real game world, can they be resurrected out of thin air?

[I have checked the host's thoughts. May I ask if the host wants to solve the problem that the level of the tribe members cannot be maintained after they are re-summoned? ]

"No, Tongzi, can you solve this problem?"

Wei Yuan was speechless. Can his system break the principle of conservation of mass?

[As long as the tribe members take back the dead bodies, the original level can be maintained, but the complete bodies are required]

"I thought you could really change out of thin air, the original bodies will also work!"

[A simple material extraction technology]

Very good, this is a golden finger.

He immediately asked the players to recycle the bodies, and the gold coins given for reclaiming the bodies must be a little less than the gold coins they need to revive at the original level.

Make another fortune from it.

Wei Yuan touched his chin and felt that his pockets were about to bulge again.

Great. [Ding, all players, please note that the player corpse recycling program is now open]

[Corpse recycling program: All players can recycle their corpses after death. ]

[Players can choose to recycle their own corpses or others' corpses]

[Recycling your own corpse can directly deduct the gold coins for resurrection at the original level, and can also be exchanged for gold coins for your own use]

[Recycling others' corpses can only be exchanged for gold coins for your own use]

[Only players whose corpses are recycled can be resurrected at the original level! ]

A few messages made all the players pause for a second.

Wu Shixing's hand trembled while giving the injection: "Fuck, did the planner hear me complain?"

He looked around.

Then there was a huge thud on the deck!

"No, buddy, don't look at the system reminder!!! Battleship No. 1 is going to be lost!!!"

The black tulip was swept away by a heavy mecha and a huge metal sword.

She was holding several corpses in her hand, spitting blood and shouting, while clicking recycle frantically.

"Don't recycle them yet, bastard!"

"Request support, request support!"

On the commander-in-chief's battleship, sweat was dripping down his forehead:

"Everyone, don't rush to recycle the bodies of your companions. If Battleship No. 1 is lost, our battle will fail."

"And the consequence of failure is... the game will be shut down!"

Quiet.

Wei Yuan's heart trembled. Damn, it almost flipped over?

The players who were distracted by the game prompts seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water.

"Yuris should be waiting for Battleship No. 1 to fall."

"He can't defeat the lord, but now I have received a new message. The people sent by the elves are about to arrive in the war zone, and they are not allies, but enemies!"

"Black Tulip."

At this time, Black Tulip had been offline, but the call was still connected.

She stood up from the game cabin with a pale face: "Commander, I'm here."