The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

"Hahaha, brothers, look, this is the interior of the transport ship. Although this is my second time here, every time I come, I am still shocked by the interior space! Look, how cool this door is!"

"It's so cool. This cabin was used to store the primary energy saw. It was so shocking back then. Now we can only see that this place is huge."

"Amilo is definitely a super rich woman. I have overheard her conversation with Brother Yuan before. This transport ship belongs to Amilo herself. She is definitely a rich and beautiful woman!"

"If Brother Yuan can get close to Amilo, we will definitely not have to worry about food and drink, brothers."

The oil thief walked in the team, muttering to herself and recording a video.

It was the first time that Fengchuipipi followed them, and he was very puzzled when he saw the oil thief's behavior.

There is no live streaming function in the game!

What is he doing? Isn't that embarrassing?

Wasn't it a little awkward that he couldn't see Amilo?

Feng Chui Pi Pi turned around and saw Wei Yuan looking away.

It was bad, and the lord felt ashamed.

It's so shameful. I'm about to get embarrassed for others.

The wind blew her butt and she blushed and lowered her head.

As a rich second generation.

This was the first time he experienced the feeling that netizens had described on the Internet: being so embarrassed that one wanted to dig their toes into the ground.

Just when the wind was blowing my butt and it was about to dig out the three-bedroom and one-living-room apartment.

Makkabaka put his hand directly on his shoulder: "Do you feel very embarrassed?"

"Hahaha, the oil-stealing woman is a live streamer. You'll get used to it."

"Holographic simulation games are like this. When you play them, you are so immersed that you forget that they are all NPCs."

Fengchuippipi expressed his gratitude, but he didn't feel comforted at all!

"Sister Maca, this sense of immersion is so strong that I can't ignore it!" Feng Chuipipi tilted his head and whispered to Maca Baka.

While they were talking just now, Amilo couldn't help laughing several times.

The lord's face was filled with shame!

How did they do it and still be so calm in front of the lord and Amilo, saying that they were all NPCs!

After system processing, the Earth language spoken by the players will be automatically translated into the common language of the Interstellar Alliance.

However, when it comes to words related to exposing the game, it will automatically change into Earth language.

Therefore, Amilo just felt that these people of Senior Wei Yuan’s clansmen were really amazing no matter when they looked at them!

"I never thought that I would be able to ride on a spaceship once in my lifetime. Are we about to start interstellar travel?" An Qiqiu leaned on the window and looked out.

Nothing was seen.

He turned around curiously and asked Amilo, "Amilo, do you have anti-peep film on your windows?"

What a fucking privacy film!

Wei Yuan now really wanted to throw these two shameful guys out of the transport ship.

So embarrassing, so embarrassing!

Otherwise, when you go to the college to participate in the competition, it’s better not to bring a few guys with you.

It should still be in time to find a few more reliable and calm players!!!

Just when Wei Yuan's scalp was tingling.

Amilo gave him an I-know-what look.

"It's okay, senior. I know they have just transformed from ordinary people into genetic warriors. They have never been on this kind of transport ship. It's normal, very normal!"

Amilo is considerate.

But I was thinking in my heart.

The human race is really the same as previously rumored. Ever since the war with the Zerg, the race’s resources have plummeted.

No wonder Senior Wei Yuan was famous for his work-study program and frugality when he was in school.

Moreover, they had already achieved top grades in all subjects in the Lord's College. After they were assigned to the territory, the human race only sent a small number of their people over.

Moreover, they were all ordinary humans, and no one even mentioned giving a genetic warrior a chance to come over.

Amilo thought of what her father had said, that when she was about to take the graduation examination, all the potential genetic warriors in the tribe would be sent to her.

She doesn't even have to worry about training resources.

After this comparison, Amilo suddenly felt that Senior Wei Yuan was working too hard.

Thinking of this, Amilo no longer had the attitude of making fun of the players as before.

She gently answered, "Because during interstellar travel, space cracks will appear. For safety reasons, the Alliance upgraded all aircraft seventy years ago."

"After the upgrade, there is no viewing area in the aircraft. If you want to see the outside world, you can watch the real-time monitoring outside from the main driving position."

After Amilo finished speaking, he turned on the smart bracelet on his wrist.

Suddenly.

The universe appears around the players in 3D form.

It was as if they were already in the universe.

The three huge suns are three relatively large points of light.

Wei Yuan’s territory, Blue Star, has become so small that it is almost invisible.

"Wow, have we escaped gravity? I didn't even feel anything!" The oil-stealing woman exclaimed while filming.

Amilo smiled and said, "If it's just a normal flight, there won't be any vibration. But this time, we have to use space jump technology to cross the war zone, so you should be prepared."

"Ah? What are you preparing for?"

Amilo controls the transport ship.

All they heard was a mechanical voice above their heads:

"Space jump countdown: 3, 2, 1!"

"Prepare to puke..."

As soon as Amilo finished speaking, the players felt their heads suddenly become bigger and smaller.

Then his whole body felt like plasticine, being kneaded and flattened.

I wanted to vomit but couldn't, and I felt uncomfortable all over.

It's not just physical discomfort, but discomfort at the soul level.

"vomit……"

When the jumping stopped, the players' faces turned pale.

The oil thief was so upset that tears were about to fall out.

"Vomito bag." Mecha Taotao brought a vomit bag.

The five players collectively held the bags and vomited.

"That's what space jumps are like. There will be a strong sense of discomfort, but you'll get used to it."

Amilo was also feeling uncomfortable, so he drank the sap of the bloodthirsty toon tree in big gulps to suppress the discomfort.

"This is too uncomfortable, ugh... Amilo, have you arrived home?"

After the oil thief finished vomiting, she finally raised her head.

Amilo shook his head and said, "No, we have only jumped past the war zone. To get home, we have to jump at least eight more times!"

“Eight times!!!”

All five of them shouted.

Even Xingchen was holding a vomit bag with tears in his eyes, and his whole body exuded a suicidal aura.

Clearly, all the pain in my body has been shut off.

But it's still very uncomfortable when jumping in this space.

A hundred times worse than motion sickness!

A hundred times!

"Brother Yuan, I can't do it anymore. Please throw me down from here. I will start over. Start over!"

Makkabaka raised his hand and applied weakly.

It's just a game, there's no need to risk your life.

When Makkabaka was on Earth, he suffered from severe motion sickness.

I always vomit when riding in a car.

At the time, she felt that nothing in this world could be worse than motion sickness.

did not expect.

I actually encountered this.

And it’s still in the game.

This is just a game. I almost vomited when I played the next copy.

Makkabaka was really looking at Wei Yuan pleadingly at this moment.

"Lord! Brother Yuan, let me go. I can't jump anymore. I really can't jump at all. Ugh..."

As she was talking, she started vomiting again.

It was only after Wei Yuan looked up Makkabaka's information that he realized that this little girl was so prone to motion sickness.

"The space jump technology is not yet perfect, and the experience is indeed very poor. Senior, how about I turn back and let your people go down?" Amilo asked.

What if all these humans got off the transport ship?

There are only her and senior Wei Yuan left on the transport ship!

It’s exciting just thinking about it!

Amilo's face was slightly red, full of excitement, and the anticipation in his eyes could not be suppressed.

"Forget about returning. School is about to start for you. It would be bad to delay any further." Wei Yuan lowered his head and began to check the nearby planets where we could dock.

Is it possible to do the player's mission without bringing the player with you?

The system has specifically instructed to take the players to the central galaxy to find suitable mentors for them.

That’s right, this mission was not something Wei Yuan came up with on a whim.

It is a small branch task given by the system.

This kind of sudden temporary small task will be rewarded according to the degree of task completion.

So, players have to go along.

Moreover, they have no proof of identity, so if they want to go to the central galaxy, they have to sneak in.

Fortunately, the location of the Blue Star is very, very far away from the central galaxy. Generally speaking, in such remote galaxies, as long as enough money is paid, people can be arranged to smuggle across.

"But senior, this is a war zone between border guards and space pirates. Isn't it unsafe?"

Amilo was a little worried.

"No, they can take care of themselves. Don't worry, we will find a planet to dock." Wei Yuan said.

What we want is chaos.

The more chaotic the war zone is, the more smuggled spacecraft there are.

……

The planet in the war zone is in chaos.

The faces of all the people fleeing were numb.

There was sadness in his eyes.

Makkabaka and the Oil Thief followed the instructions given by the system and headed for the smuggled starship.

Along the way, we have seen many people whose bodies were blown to pieces.

The child lay on the face of his dead mother, waiting to die.

A husband died, and his wife curled up in his arms with a dead look in her eyes.

There was no crying and wailing.

This war zone could even be described as dead silent when there was no sound of artillery fire.

Makkabaka only took a quick glance and couldn't help but have red eyes.

"Is there something wrong with the artist who made this picture? Damn it, why did he make them suffer so much?"

Makkabaka's voice was already tearful.

Just a few minutes ago, she was still vomiting violently.

At this moment, I saw hell on earth.

It's just a game, is it necessary to render the graphics so realistically?

Makkabaka couldn't help wiping away tears.

"It's just a game scene. Don't take it too seriously. Just look into their eyes."

Feng Chui, who was standing next to Makka Baka, patted her shoulder.

This time it's his turn to comfort Makkabaka.

But when he saw that scene, he actually felt a lump in his throat.

The others weren't much better than them.

Even Xingchen's eyes were moist.

"Don't waste time, get on the starship quickly. If you want to survive, go to the kitchen and stay down. Don't make any noise. Do you hear me?"

The purple-skinned man who led them onto the starship had a cold expression on his face.

Seeing that these five little guys actually had the leisure to shed tears, I couldn't help but frown.

Where did these weirdos come from? They have already fallen to the point of sneaking across the border, yet they still pity the civilians?

"hurry up."

He urged again impatiently.

This starship is heading to the central galaxy and the voyage takes two days.

So there is not much food stored inside.

The storage room has a relatively good space.

At least when Makkabaka and the others gathered together and huddled in a corner, they didn't feel crowded.

"It seems that all those who can board the starship are genetic warriors."

The oil thief saw that the purple-skinned man who led the team had left, so he quietly raised his head and looked around.

There are already forty or fifty people of all kinds huddled together in this storage room.

Next to the corner where the players gathered in a circle, there was a fat white balloon man lying on the ground, looking up with lifeless eyes.

There was a huge cut on his stomach.

Silver liquid was flowing out of the wound little by little.

The oil thief looked at him and suddenly thought of those civilians who were not qualified to board the starship.

Even the genetic warriors suffered such heavy casualties, and the civilians can only gamble on their luck to see who can survive.

The oil thief kept telling herself that this was just a game.

It's just a game!

But he couldn't help it, and his eyes became slightly red.

As a human being living in peacetime, it is rare to see such a tragic scene.

Even if he kept reminding himself that this was all fake, there was no way to eliminate the sadness.

"I'm going to get some information and see what's going on on this planet."

The oil thief sighed, stood up and went to the balloon man.

The anchor who makes guides is so dedicated and responsible!

"Brother, are you okay?" The oil thief came to the balloon man.

Hearing the sound, the balloon man's eyeballs moved, but his eyes were still lifeless.

"Haha, you don't look like you're okay." The oil thief said somewhat embarrassedly.

"I want to know what's going on on this planet. Didn't the interstellar pirates start a war on planet M2779? Why did it spread here?"

When Amilo and Wei Yuan were talking about this matter, the oil thief eavesdropped.

But the planet where they are boarding the starship now is not M2779.

He asked sincerely, but found that the balloon man was still looking at him with those lifeless eyes.

Moreover, his mouth was wide open, and it looked like he wanted to say something but couldn't.

The oil thief didn't even think about it, she leaned over and put her ear close to him: "Brother, tell me quietly..."

"Gurgle, gurgle..." The sound of sticky water came from the balloon man's throat.

A faint voice sounded from the other side of the oil thief: "I told you that this is a war zone. When the interstellar pirates are short of resources, they will attack the weaker planets around them and plunder their resources to support the war. Do you understand?"

"What's going on?" The oil thief turned her head to look at the person who was speaking.

Only then did I realize that there was another person opposite the balloon man.

But this person looks much better than the balloon man.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his ears.

Reach out and touch.

There are water stains.

"Fuck, man, why are you spitting in my ear?"