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

The No. 1 pilot battleship.

Players died again and again.

On the deck, mechas and players were fighting each other.

The mecha driven by the level 6 squid pirate was soaked in blood.

A thin layer of blood film was attached to the metal shell.

Wu Shixing climbed out of the resurrection cabin again, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and jumped back to the deck.

Sure enough, you still have to open the pain sense to improve your body faster.

Even if you don’t have the level 6 gene unlocking potion now, you can feel that your speed, strength and agility have improved a lot.

"Weapons, here you go." Next to the resurrection cabin, there are players who specialize in distributing weapons to players.

"Damn, thermal weapons can't penetrate the shell of the mecha. A shot from the magnetic cannon is just to make a hole in the shell. Brother, give me a cold weapon."

Wu Shixing thought it was strange before.

An interstellar game.

Why are there cold weapons in it?

Shouldn't this have been eliminated long ago?

But.

Now he knows.

The defense of the mecha is really unreasonable.

It is reasonable that the magnetic cannon can send carbon-based creatures away directly through the air with one shot.

When it encounters a mecha.

There is no way to deal with it.

At most, it will make a big hole in the surface.

And there are even more unreasonable ones.

Some mechas, which are more advanced, have special coatings to deal with these technological weapons.

Isn't this a complete restraint?

Wu Shixing thought of the previous times when he rushed forward with advanced technological weapons excitedly.

It made his teeth ache.

If this were put in normal battles.

The number of deaths alone would be enough to make his wallet empty.

Offline, his parents and brothers give him money, but online he can only mine and make money by himself.

"This wave, killing a level 6 pirate should make at least 8,000 yuan."

Taking the short blade thrown by the weapon player, Wu Shixing took a deep breath and rushed to the deck.

The heavy mecha is still there.

However, the low-level mechas that were not allowed to come down before also fought miserably.

The veins on the forehead of the level 6 squid pirate were throbbing wildly.

Although the movements of his hands were still flexible.

But he already felt that his spirit was very exhausted.

Damn it.

Why can't they be killed?

Fortunately, no higher-level gene warriors have appeared so far.

They are all level 5 gene warriors.

If he can't take down the warship for a while, there will be higher-level pirates coming.

It's really annoying!

Looking at the humans who swarmed in again, anger flashed in his eyes.

"Just let me kill you obediently, don't resist anymore? You have to wait for others to come and take away my credit. You humans are really hateful!"

He swung the giant sword in his hand and waved it at the players again.

Wu Shixing, with a flip jump, dodged the giant sword directly.

"The speed has really increased." Wu Shixing bounced up again the moment he landed.

A thin layer of blood has already adhered to the metal shell of the heavy mecha.

Under the stain is the mecha structure.

Wu Shixing directly @暗中乞叨 from the player group.

Wu Shixing: “@暗中杞叨, buddy, do you have a picture of this mecha structure?”

Wu Shixing: “This guy has been killing us on our warship for too long. We can’t beat him with thermal weapons!”

Wu Shixing: “@暗中杞叨.”

Wu Shixing: “@暗中杞叨.”

Wu Shixing: “@暗中杞叨.”

Darkly begging here.

Ding-Ding-Dong reminder sounded.

In the midst of his busy schedule, he opened the group chat.

While he was secretly begging for a break, several pirates around him breathed a sigh of relief.

"How come this guy who just came here can get started so quickly?"

"The boss showed him several mecha design drawings."

"The point is, he has not rested since he arrived, and only took a break now."

"That's right, I really don't know what race he is. He looks humanoid and has blood all over his head. Could he be a demon?"

"The demons are all lazy, right? Is there such a diligent race among all the races?"

Secretly begging pretended that he didn't hear their whispers.

The brothers were speechless.

Do you have to be mocked as a cow and horse by NPCs when playing games?

He was just like when he was working, just letting his mind wander and putting things together randomly.

Besides.

The design drawings are all in hand, it's easier than building Lego!

If this were put in the plastic man circle.

You all would be unemployed.

After complaining about these pirates, he secretly begged for help from a buddy named Wu Shixing.

Secretly begged: "What a coincidence, I'm just assembling this mecha, buddy, I'll send you the picture, several joints can be disassembled, if you're quick, maybe you can disassemble it."

Secretly begged: "(Heavy mecha picture) jpg"

Wu Shixing: "Godfather!!!"

Wu Shixing didn't expect that he would actually hit it when he tried to gamble.

Quickly clicked on the big picture.

With just one glance, he could see the structure of the mecha clearly.

There are only a few circles of players.

Two-dimensional, rubber ring, hand-made...

Put it together, any player can understand a little bit of the mecha picture.

Wu Shixing is the best among them.

All the mecha models in his house were made by him.

From modeling to failure...

Oh no, from modeling to payment.

Wu Shixing swung the short blade in his hand in a circle, locking several weaknesses of the heavy mecha in one second.

"Brothers, it's time for revenge!!!"

...

[Congratulations on starting the basic practice of mecha masters, your learning progress: 0.01%...0.03%...]

[Congratulations on starting...]

The prompts for countless mecha disassembly learning jumped on the players' panels.

Countless humans climbed and rushed over tirelessly, holding all kinds of small tools, and rushed directly over.

Yuris climbed on the bottom of the second battleship, looking at the dense and continuous influx of humans.

He actually felt a little fear.

Even if it was ants.

Countless, rushing towards him, it would make people feel uncomfortable.

What's more.

These humans had no fear at all, but laughed excitedly, holding those ridiculous tools, and pounced directly on his mecha.

"Damn, die!"

The tentacles trembled, and Yuris pierced countless humans with another tentacle.

"Hahahaha, my health has really increased a lot now. I was pierced, but I didn't fall to the bottom!"

The first player who was pierced was spitting out blood and laughing.

Then, while the health was not completely lost and Yuris hadn't left them, he quickly took the wrench in his hand and started to pry at the gaps in the mechas around him.

"Fuck, it turns out that the strong never complain about the environment, bro, you're awesome."

Behind him.

Another player who was also pierced through the chest gave the first one a thumbs up.

Then he followed.

"Ahhhh, what a bunch of lunatics, lunatics!"

Yuris yelled in the cockpit, and he started to throw those psychos out like crazy.

But the death of his companions seemed invisible to them.

Continue to fight one after another.

Yuris felt numb in his heart, and he felt itchy all over his body, as if...

there were ants crawling on his body.