Survival on the Star Sea: Starting from a small broken ship and becoming stronger

The followers who landed on the ground were like splashes of water, and countless rotten flesh and blood shot around like bullets under the influence of pressure.

In an instant, the building walls of the entire street and the surface roads were all pockmarked by the blast of flesh and blood.

Glancing behind him, Zhao Feng couldn't help but be glad that he reacted quickly enough, otherwise he would have been shot into a sieve.

Realizing that the blow did not hit the target, it just paused for a moment, waiting for the rotten flesh that exploded to return to its body, and then continued to chase Zhao Feng in the direction of escape as if nothing had happened.

The chase begins again.

It was another twist and turn, and with the help of script pathfinding, I went in a circle again and returned to the main road.

As for why Zhao Feng was struggling to return to the main road.

It's actually very simple. The main road is spacious enough, and I've walked it often enough to be familiar with it.

The most important thing is that there is a good view here and you can fully observe it.

Previously, he thought that with the pulse laser, he could obliterate them no matter what on the spacious main road.

But things are unpredictable. Now that his pulse laser is useless, he can only try to attack with the newly acquired Spartan Spear.

Speaking of the Spear of Sparta, Zhao Feng became furious.

After having it in my hand for so long, this thing is still a ball and has no reaction at all.

This made him wonder if the plug-in was wrong.

As a result, the plug-in's reply was even more overwhelming.

(Please use "spirit" to feel "will")

"Metaphysics? Can't you be more straightforward?"

Unfortunately, no matter what Zhao Feng did, the system prompts were just like this.

At this time, Zhao Feng felt that his head could no longer be described as pain.

It almost exploded!

There are only a few weapons on him.

The drilling laser range is too short, between 30 and 50 meters is the killing distance for followers.

Compared with the drilling laser's longest range of 10 meters, it is completely insufficient.

Those 2 levels of damage are of no use against this thing. It is meaningless. It is better to use it as a "shield" to defend against physical attacks.

The Spear of Sparta cannot be counted on for the time being.

Finally he looked at his left hand.

"This is forcing me to use the "suicide punch"!"

Before he could make a decision.

As he ran, his followers disappeared from Zhao Feng's sight again. This time there was no need to wonder.

That thing must have climbed to the top of the building again, preparing for another wave of divine soldiers to descend from the sky.

"You're still here? Are you addicted?"

It would be difficult if this thing chased him to the square outside the city and then used this trick!

In an open environment without the protection of a bunker, even if the lump of flesh smashes down, even if it prevents splash damage, Zhao Feng, who lacks defensive means behind him, will basically die.

‘This thing must be dealt with within the city! ’

In the blink of an eye, he had already thought of a way to turn on the automatic driving mode of the e-mule.

Then slowly turn your body into a "riding donkey backwards" position.

Open the equipment page, activate the stunt: Rocket Punch, and increase the power to the maximum!

This blow will be a full blow with up to 100% energy consumption, and the thrust of the rocket punch will directly reach 100kn

A thrust equivalent to 10.2 tons explodes on a 3 kilogram glove.

The thrust-to-weight ratio of this engine is as high as 3400. You must know that the thrust-to-weight ratio of the Saturn 5's F-1 engine in the 1960s was only about 81.7.

SpaceX’s liquid rocket engine Merlin 1D only has a thrust-to-weight ratio of 183.3.

But compared to rocket gloves, these rockets all have to be called Ba Ba!

At this time, a line of charging indicator bars popped up in front of Zhao Feng's eyes, and the charging time was about 15 seconds.

After getting the gloves, he set up the drilling laser in front of him.

Soon, a familiar energy surface stood in front of him.

Then at the top of the tall building, the more familiar black flesh ball reappeared.

As it took off, Zhao Feng thought silently in his heart.

‘Super aim, open’

The sound of super aim deployed sounded in my ears.

His eyes were fixed on the rotting flesh ball.

This was the only way he could think of.

Previously, the plug-in did not prompt the specific location of the opponent's weakness, so Zhao Feng thought of directly using pulse laser to annihilate it.

But the facts prove that it doesn’t work!

At least not in the current state of his weapon.

Now, the only way left is to use plug-ins to carry out lock-down attacks.

Although he didn't know whether super aiming would work, he had no choice but to be a doctor at this time.

At this time, countless pieces of information were captured by his eyes, all put into his brain for comparative analysis, and he stared at the densely packed red eyes on the rotten flesh.

Zhao Feng's brain was running faster and faster, constantly comparing and denying, trying to find the only, unique core eyeball.

Racing against death, racing against time, the stimulation of life and death caused his adrenaline to secrete crazily, faster blood flow, and more energy supply, making Zhao Feng with super aiming like an overclocked humanoid computer.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds. . The followers fell down quickly.

5 seconds, 6 seconds, 7 seconds. . It hit the road not far away, and the same range damage as before once again completely destroyed the street.

But all the rotten flesh and blood shot towards Zhao Feng were intercepted by the plasma surface in front of him.

At this time, he finally found the different eyeball.

The slightly bright core eyeball is now on the right side of its body.

And it has been moving irregularly.

9 seconds, 10 seconds, 11 seconds. . The charging of Rocket Gloves is coming to an end.

But he was still a little short of being able to sum up the rules of core transformation.

13 seconds, 14 seconds. . .

Not only was the recharging time counting down, but his mental energy was also exhausted to the extreme.

The 25% mental power threshold was forcibly closed by Zhao Feng from the beginning.

At this time, the mental power is still decreasing at a rate of 0.5 per second, and the mental power value is gradually approaching 10%.

14.5 seconds. . .

Zhao Feng's eyes condensed.

"Locked on you!"

In the last half second, he canceled the safety mode of the gloves, and with the full deployment of the bionic Linjia, Zhao Feng's arms were able to break free from the constraints of the gloves.

He raised his left fist and aimed it at the target. After adjusting the angle slightly, the rocket engine ignited at the same time.

"Bang!"

As soon as it was ignited, the rocket glove reached its highest power, and in an instant it exploded into a sonic boom.

The protective clothing on his arms was torn to pieces in an instant. Fortunately, the safety lock was unlocked and his body was not hurt.

Immediately afterwards, Rocket Glove slammed into him at a speed that exceeded the limit of human eyes.

The next second was like teleporting, and Justice's rocket punch successfully hit the target. With a loud boom, the kinetic energy of the glove was completely released.

Huge power pours out from the small fist surface.

The moment he came into contact with that mass of rotten flesh, the mere pressure of his fists had already crushed the surrounding flesh and blood.

Immediately afterwards, the violent power spread, just like Superman killing the kelp monster with one punch. The fierce power instantly opened a large transparent hole with a diameter of 4-5 meters in the follower's body, including the core eyeball. .

Not to be outdone, the remaining power exploded the body, which was like a mountain of flesh, into large pieces of debris.

Accompanied by a sharp scream that seemed to be absent, the rotten meat mountain suddenly exploded.

Its minced flesh was smeared everywhere, and the disgusting corpse odor gradually filled the entire street.

. . .