I have a space station

For a basketball to fly into the hoop after leaving your hands, you need to control the force and direction before releasing it.

Nata practiced repeatedly for an entire night and finally succeeded in creating a qi wall with some defensive capability in front of him, but it was still far from a proper protective shield.

"Wow, Nata, you're amazing! Teach me, how did you do that?" Mongka asked excitedly.

She herself couldn't cast skills. The reason she could generate so many Sand People in the Lop Nur area was due to the energy and technology provided by the spaceship.

"You gather the energy in your body into your hands. Then draw a circle in front of you, slowly releasing the energy. After the energy accumulates to a certain level, point your right hand forward quickly. This way, the released energy will form an oscillating plane," Nata patiently explained the method he had summarized.

"Okay, I'll try!" Mongka tried to copy Nata's movements.

But after several attempts, she didn't succeed.

"When drawing the circle, the movement must be slow, otherwise the energy will dissipate quickly. When pointing, you must be fast and release instantaneous energy sufficient to cause resonance. It's like playing a drum, understand?" Nata constantly corrected the problems in Mongka's movements.

Mongka tried a few more times and finally succeeded.

"Wow, this is so much fun!" Mongka was overjoyed, as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Actually, we can also imitate the attack skill used by Xuefu."

Nata pointed his right hand forward after a slight accumulation of power.

"Phew ~"

An extremely thin stream of white air shot out from his fingertip, leaving a very deep hole in the wall.

"Wow, this is great! I'll try!"

With the experience of condensing the qi wall, this move was much simpler.

By eight o'clock in the morning, the two had practiced these two skills very proficiently.

One attack skill and one defense skill were barely enough for the short term.

After preparing, the two left the secret control room and sneaked towards the living area on the third underground level.

After running for two consecutive hours, they finally reached the old man's residence.

"You… you're here again?" The old man shuddered in fear when he saw the two of them rushing in.

The other five people also squeezed into the corner, afraid of being beaten again.

"Old man, don't be afraid. We're here to ask you some questions," Mongka said, sitting down at the table as if she owned the place.

Nata also sat down next to her.

"Wh… what is it?" the old man asked.

Mongka looked at Nata, signaling him to ask.

"Tell me, who instructed you to do this?" Nata asked.

"Didn't I say yesterday? It's the headquarters!" the old man replied with a mournful face.

"Nonsense! The people at headquarters have turned into ghouls, how could they instruct you?" Nata shouted.

"Turned… turned into ghouls? That's impossible! They were here just two days ago," the old man was a little confused.

Mongka and Nata exchanged glances, also confused.

"Mongka, didn't you say that Mei Wenhua was controlled?" Nata asked.

"Yes!"

Mongka saw it when Dongfang Chen was checking the base's monitoring system.

The two Mongkas shared the same brain, their cognition was synchronized.

"Is it possible that Mei Wenhua isn't the one controlling things from behind?" Nata speculated.

"I don't know about that," Mongka shook her head.

"Do you know where they're hiding?" Nata asked.

"It should be at headquarters, right? I didn't ask, and they didn't say," the old man said truthfully.

"Then how do you send people over there?"

"How would we dare to go out! They send people to pick them up," the old man spread his hands helplessly.

"Then when is the next time they'll come?" Nata continued to press.

"It's not certain. Sometimes they come once every day or two, sometimes they don't come for several days in a row," the old man shook his head.

"Then should we wait?" Nata looked at Mongka.

"Let's just wait here! Anyway, there's food and drink here, and we can beat up the old man for fun when we're bored, which is pretty good," Mongka said loudly.

Nata was stunned.

The old man shuddered in fear after hearing this, his two eyeballs rolling around.

"I suddenly thought of something."

"Are you going to speak or not?" Mongka said unhappily.

"They seem to be looking for someone who understands machinery, saying they want to repair a plane," the old man said.

This clue was very obvious, this group of people might want to escape.

It's just that the warships in the base are all dispatched by the control system, and they can't start them.

Looking for someone who understands machinery is probably to try to start it manually.

"Well, not bad! This information is very useful. If they come again next time, do you know what to do?" Mongka asked, putting on the appearance of a superior.

"I know, I know. When they come again, I'll try to get information out of them and ask where they're hiding," the old man hurriedly stated.

As for whether he could get it out, he didn't care, he just wanted to send these two evil stars away first.