I met unscrupulous teammates at the beginning, watch me turn the tide

Shen Bei no longer remembers what the conversation was about.

His attention was already focused on the smoke and flames emanating from the muzzle of the gun.

For Shen Bei, this guy Bermula has bigger ambitions.

I want to squeeze into the curtain of the era as a "third party".

But Shen Bei thought it would be better for Bermuda to just be a quiet spectator.

Even the most basic spaceships need to be snatched...what kind of future can we achieve?

next moment.

Shen Bei had already pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

A bullet shot towards Bermuda at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The bullet suddenly split while in flight.

One becomes two, two becomes four...

A bullet was fired, splitting into sixteen bullets and forming a fan-shaped net that shot towards Bermuda!

This is Shen Bei’s upgraded revolver, with another skill: multiple fission bombs!

It was the perfect time to fire the first shot in the battle against Bermuda.

Bemula could clearly see the bullets coming straight at him, in a daze.

The bullet could actually multiply like cells and even fission!

Is this scientific?

For someone like Shen Bei who uses high technology to increase combat effectiveness, it's totally fucking unscientific!

Whose bullets will split?

If it were a person with special abilities, with the "energy" that can be shaped as the foundation, let alone fission, it would be reasonable for him to split himself into two and escape separately, and then merge together.

But it happens to Shen Bei, which is not normal!

Surprised, surprised.

Bermuda wasn't so stupid that he couldn't understand.

He originally thought Shen Bei had a "recessive gene"

Not as explicit as mosaic.

But now that I look at it...

Shen Bei's genes still affect his appearance

For example, why did this bullet split?

To be frank, Shen Bei believes that it is the result of "plug-in".

But in Bermula's view, it is the "digital gene" that digitizes matter through its external manifestation!

Digital matter will break away from the molecular structure of the matter itself and be promoted to a structural arrangement based on numbers.

And "numbers" can be manipulated and played with by anyone, as if in the palm of your hand.

For example: The train in front of you is made of steel. Once it enters the digital structure, it can be stored at any time.

The simplest and most intuitive phenomenon involved here is: no matter how many numbers are written on the hard disk, the number of hard disk types will not increase.

At this time, from Shen Bei firing the gun, to the bullet splitting, to Bermula analyzing Shen Bei's characteristics.

It only takes a moment.

this moment.

The membranous wings on Bemula's back flapped, and he dodged the barrage of bullets. The bullets hit the wall behind him, causing a violent explosion and collapsing half of the wall.

"What an interesting digital capability! I've never seen it before, but now I've learned a lot. Everything can be shaped!"

Bermula's voice was floating, sometimes near, sometimes far away. Although it was right in front of him, Shen Bei had the illusion that this guy was thousands of miles away.

Shen Bei blew away the high-temperature flame at the muzzle of the gun.

He looked quite relaxed.

But there was a big question mark in my heart.

From what Bermula said, he is able to achieve what he has today because of his "digitalization" capabilities?

Isn’t it because of my own “plug-in”?

Could it be that... the cheat is not a benefit for time travelers, but that their own... genes are awakening?

Chaos.

It's a bit of a mess.

However, now is not the time for Shen Bei to think deeply about this issue.

Bermuda wants to erase "a key"!

Although Shen Bei is not interested in the world-destroying starship.

But if Bermula doesn't die, he will die too.

"Is that all, Shen Bei? But you can't threaten me just by doing this."

Before he finished speaking, there was a flash of lightning and thunder, and Shen Bei had already rushed in front of him. A palm wrapped in thick arcs of electricity grabbed at Baimula's left arm.

A smile appeared on Bermula's lips, and his membranous wings vibrated as he dodged repeatedly, each time avoiding Shen Bei's attack by a hair's breadth.