How come you can’t bear it anymore?

At this moment, Shen Bei fell to the ground, put away his revolver, and said calmly: "It seems that I don't need to shoot with my sniper rifle anymore, I'm afraid it will blow your head off."

"That shouldn't be the case. Your bullet..."

Liang Zicheng did not finish his words, as if he was seeking confirmation of the answer.

"Just think of it as some strange technology."

Liang Zicheng: ...

I said this in the core room...

"Come, let me test your armor's flexibility."

Shen Bei wielded the lightsaber with one hand.

Liang Zicheng immediately moved the pull rod on the armor.

Trampling the ground, he rushed towards Shen Bei.

The speed is neither fast nor slow, and can reach 50 kilometers per hour.

But for Shen Bei, it was still too slow.

Shen Bei kicked his foot, activated the foot thrusters, and used the force to flip over nimbly, passing over Liang Zicheng's head.

He grabbed his armored helmet with his backhand, twisted his waist, and rode on his neck. He put the lightsaber on the neck guard and gently slashed it.

The armor was immediately cut open by the high-temperature plasma flow, revealing flesh and blood.

"You lost again."

Shen Bei yawned and jumped down.

Liang Zicheng: ...

"Your armor... is too light." Liang Zicheng made an excuse: "The defense must be very poor."

Shen Bei stood where he was and made a gesture: "Don't you still have shells? Let's try firing them."

Liang Zicheng was not polite either. A black hole suddenly appeared at the elbow of his arm armor, and a flame bomb with a tail flame was fired out crookedly.

Boom~~~

With a deafening roar, the H flame bomb exploded like a bomb, shaking the ground within a radius of more than ten meters. The ground shook violently and shattered into pieces! The violent airflow swept through, and smoke and dust billowed.

And in this dust.

Shen Bei walked out slowly as if nothing had happened.

"If the Mazu Shelter was filled with steam soldiers and no psychics, I feel I could easily destroy the Mazu Shelter." Shen Bei grinned.

Liang Zicheng: ...

It has to be said that the individual steam armor that Liang Zicheng was proud of was indeed remarkable.

This type of armor, which does not need to worry about its bulk and does not need to be stingy with energy, has a great advantage on the battlefield.

But his thinking is based on dealing with ordinary people.

But Shen Bei is not an ordinary person.

A typical example of looking down on armor and getting slapped in the face.

There is no combat intensity at all.

When it comes to sparring and fighting, bigger is not necessarily better; instead, dexterity is required.

But this steam individual armor did play a great role in promoting the development of the battlefield.

It’s just that the idea of ​​the Mazu Shelter went astray.

In this day and age, there will be no large-scale wars at all.

Even humans can't stray too far from their shelter for long.

Liang Zicheng jumped out of the armor, and the two of them went to the leader's residence together.

Liang Zicheng asked tentatively, "Are the ordinary people in your shelter equipped with armor like yours?"

"Are you doubting your life?" Shen Bei asked back.

"That's not the case." Liang Zicheng said stubbornly: "Your armor will definitely consume crystal cores. From an energy perspective, it can't compare to a steam-powered individual soldier."

Shen Bei looked back at the huge square box that was getting farther and farther away, and said with a smile: "Not to mention my shelter, even in the whole world, the armor I wear is unique."

Liang Zicheng heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this: "That's good, that's good."

"Actually, I made that armor myself," Liang Zicheng said boastfully.

Shen Bei didn't seem to be interested and replied, "Nice craftsmanship."

"Sometimes I draw the blueprints, measure the dimensions, grind the parts, and piece together a vivid mechanical creation. I install steam power into the creation, and the moment I start it, I feel like an omnipotent creator."

Shen Bei's expression paused.

What annoys me most is the word Creator.

Shen Bei shook his head: "Impossible, a mechanical creation can never be like a living thing."

Liang Zicheng argued, "Of course it's possible. Humans eat and drink, but machines need to burn energy and excrete waste. Steam is like blood, and metal is like bones. As long as various structures conform to structural principles, machines can live like living things."

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