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

Leading battleship number one.

Players died over and over again.

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

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

There was a faint blood-colored film on the metal shell.

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

It turns out that you still need to turn on your sense of pain so that your body can improve faster.

Even without the sixth-level gene unlocking potion, he could feel that his speed, strength, and agility had improved a lot.

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

"Damn it, thermal weapons can't penetrate the outer shell of the mecha, and a shot from the magnetic cannon can only make a hole in the shell. Brother, give me a cold weapon."

Wu Shixing found it strange before.

An interstellar game.

Why are there cold weapons in there?

Shouldn't this have been eliminated long ago?

but.

Now he knows.

The mecha's defense is really unreasonable.

In theory, a magnetic cannon can send carbon-based creatures away directly through the air with one shot.

Meet the mecha.

There is no way at all.

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

And there are even more unreasonable ones.

Some more advanced mechas even have special coatings to deal with these technological weapons.

Isn't this proper restraint?

Wu Shixing recalled the previous times when he had excitedly rushed forward with advanced technological weapons to die.

I feel my teeth ache.

This would happen during normal combat.

The number of deaths alone was enough to empty his wallet.

Offline, he has money from his parents and brother, but online he can only mine and make money by himself.

"This time, if we kill a level 6 pirate, we should make at least 80,000 yuan."

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

The heavy mecha is still there.

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

The sixth-level squid pirate had veins throbbing on his forehead.

The movements of his hands are still flexible.

But he already felt that his spirit was exhausted.

What the hell.

Why can’t they be killed?

Fortunately, so far, no more advanced genetic warriors have appeared.

They are all level five genetic warriors.

If he still can't take over the battleship, he will have to hold on for a while longer.

There will be higher level pirates coming.

It’s really, really annoying!

As he looked at the humans swarming in again, anger welled up in his eyes.

"Why don't you just let me kill you obediently and stop resisting? You have to wait for others to come and take away my credit. You humans are so despicable!"

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

Wu Shixing dodged the giant sword with a flip jump.

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

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

Underneath the stains, is the mecha structure.

Wu Shixing directly @begged in secret from the player group.

Wu Shi Xing: "@Dark Begging, buddy, do you have a diagram of this mecha structure?"

Wu Shixing: "This guy has been on our battleship for too long. We can't defeat him with thermal weapons!"

Wu Shixing: "@Begging in the dark."

Wu Shixing: "@Begging in the dark."

Wu Shixing: "@Begging in the dark."

Begging here secretly.

Ding-dong-dong reminder sounds rang out.

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

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

"How come this guy who just arrived got the hang of it so quickly?"

"The boss showed him several mecha designs."

"The point is, I haven't rested since I got here. I just took a break now."

"That's right. I really don't know what race it is. It looks humanoid, and its head is covered in blood. Could it be a demon?"

"The demons are all very lazy, okay? Are there any other races that are so diligent among all the races?"

Begging in secret, pretending that you didn't hear their whispers.

I am really speechless, brothers.

Do you always get mocked by NPCs as a beast of burden when playing games?

He just let go and pieced things together randomly, just like he usually does when he's working.

Moreover.

I have the design drawings in hand, it’s easier than building Lego!

If this is put in the plastic man circle.

You'll all be unemployed.

After complaining about these pirates, he secretly glanced at the message for help sent by a guy named Wu Shixing.

Begging secretly: "What a coincidence, I'm just assembling this mecha. Buddy, I'll send you the diagram. Several joints can be disassembled. If you're quick, you might be able to disassemble it."

Begging in secret: "(Heavy mecha picture)jpg"

Wu Shixing: "Godfather is above!!!"

Wu Shixing didn't expect that when he tried to take a gamble, he actually bumped into something.

Click on the large picture quickly.

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

There are only a few circles of players.

Second dimension, rubber ring, figurines...

By piecing together the pieces, any player can understand a little bit about the mecha diagram.

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 onto several weaknesses of the heavy mecha in an instant.

"Brothers, the time for revenge has come!!!"

……

[Congratulations on starting the basic training for a mecha master. Your learning progress: 0.01%...0.03%...]

【Congratulations on opening...】

Countless tips for learning how to disassemble mechas appear on the players’ panels.

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

Yuris clung to the bottom of the second battleship, looking at the dense crowds of humans pouring in.

He actually felt a hint of fear.

Even ants.

Countless of them rushing towards you will make you feel uncomfortable.

not to mention.

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

"Damn it, die!"

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

“Hahahaha, my health has really increased a lot now. Even after being pierced, I didn’t fall to the bottom!”

The first player who was skewered was spitting out mouthfuls of blood and laughing loudly with his mouth wide open.

Then, while their health was still there and Juris hadn't abandoned them yet, they quickly took the wrench in their hand and began to pry at the gaps in the mecha they could see around them.

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

behind him.

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

Then followed.

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

Yuris was yelling in the cockpit, and he started throwing those psychos out like crazy.

But the death of their companions seemed invisible to them.

Keep on coming.

Yuris felt a tingling sensation in his heart, and his whole body felt itchy, as if...

There are ants crawling on my body.