Is There Something Wrong with You, Lord?

"Agreed, I thought I would refuse, but the main body has to let go of the will of the universe." 'He Wu' Qin Muye was a little surprised. As an avatar, he naturally wouldn't care what the main body wanted to do, but it was true that the main body had to let go of the will of the universe. It was beyond his expectations.

Originally, he thought that the main body would be imprisoned until the day before the plan was completed.

But if you think about it carefully, this is really not realistic. The plan of the ontology needs the cooperation of the will of the universe. If you really have to wait until the last day, not to mention that it may be suspected of causing an accident, and the will of the universe cannot be restored in such a hurry.

Because when there is no doubt about the will of the universe, there is only one enemy of his, and that is the dead world, and the dead world cannot directly interfere, so it is unlikely to be so anxious. , so I don't know how long it will take to come and go.

So it is better to let the will of the universe go back and prepare in advance.

"It's also a good thing that the will of the universe is gone. I won't have any problems when I blow up the hometown ship later. At most, it will cause some stressful behaviors in the dead world, and I can provide a little more data.

And his original task, as coordinates and data collection, has ended. The data has been collected on the body, so the coordinates are not needed. The entire dead world has already been grasped by the body. What do the coordinates do.

Coordinates were needed before because the data was incomplete and needed to be coordinated, but now all the data and intelligence have fallen into the hands of the main body, what coordinates are needed.

To put it simply, the entire Dead Realm has already fallen into Qin Muye's hands. The Dead Realm is too rigid and the rules are not complete. If the body can't be fixed, how can it be made into a treasure and then into a territorial trait? ?

The understanding of the dead world is one that must be very familiar, even more familiar than the dead world itself.

"Don't care about the main body, blow up the hometown number, blow up the hometown number!!!" He felt a rare excitement. He had been aggrieved for a long time in this hometown number, and he had long wanted to send the hometown number on the road.

He had such an idea since the last time Dead World used his emotions as a digestion tablet, but at that time there was a task on him, so he really couldn't do it, otherwise, how could it be delayed until now with his character.

"The node is a good thing, and we have to make sure to blow up the whole hometown ship, and even send everyone to rest in peace." He is a good person. There is no problem at all, but Qin Muye is having a bad time, so he can only help them out.

He took out the design drawing of the entire spaceship. This thing was made by him. It should be the original drawing left by the Alliance of All Things. Qin Muye found it from a treasure house in the hometown. It should have been an 8th-order superhuman. The treasure house used was only decomposed with the 8th order, and this thing was also forgotten.

After all, the high-level people are actually dead. The 8th and 7th levels are considered high-level, plus the distortion of common sense, which has caused everyone to forget about it.

"It's a bit bad, what do you think of this thing?"

Qin Muye frowned, the entire Hometown ship was rotten, not to mention these items, so it was normal for the design drawings to rot.

Forget it if many parts are incomplete, most of the remaining areas are still blurry, Qin Muye also had a headache for a while.

"Miscalculation, I didn't expect this to happen." Without the corresponding design drawings, there is no way to find areas like load-bearing walls for blasting.

You can't just find a place to blast it.

"If you really can't do it, go to the energy area and blow yourself up... You can't do it. The energy area can be used for a fart, and it is estimated that it is almost rotten now."

Other areas are rotten and rotten, and this energy area must be the same. If you don't see the power, it has rotted into scrap iron, let alone these energy sources.

"In other words, after walking around for a long time, I can only find a way to be ruthless?"

Qin Muye thought about this matter,

As for his own calculations, he is too lazy to calculate these data, it is better to calculate how to make his explosion more powerful.

Since there is no way to change the environment, Qin Muye should change himself.

"Why don't... wait until the place of decomposition is destroyed? According to the data, it seems that it is only a matter of these days. Anyway, if you are idle, you will be idle."

"Let's choose the blasting site in the central area of ​​the underground of the Hometown, when it will be bombed with rain and dew."

"In this way, the aborigines I sent on the road won't scold me for not serving a bowl of water."

In order to take into account the emotions of all the aborigines, Qin Muye made great sacrifices.

"It's just that the IQ has dropped a little recently. These aboriginal people are about to become incompetent. This kind of behavior of exhausting the lake and fishing is not acceptable." Qin Muye was heartbroken.

Recently, due to the indigestion of the dead world, he has been squeezing these aborigines. Thanks to the body, he added some protection when repairing him, otherwise his IQ would also be lowered.

Because of the excessive pressure, the average IQ of the aborigines is less than 5 years old. Thanks to the fact that it is now all a group of bones and the various equipment of the hometown account are all scrapped, otherwise the whole hometown account will have fun watching.

If he really wanted to have fun watching Qin Muye, he wouldn't blow up the Hometown number, but unfortunately he didn't.

Although the average IQ is low, they are honest. Maybe they have been squeezed too much, so they have no idea at all. Anyway, they are dumbfounded.

So this is too boring, Qin Muye just thought about doing it.

"The underground center of the Advanced Hometown, I remember it seems to be the area where the rescue capsule is stored."

"I don't understand why the rescue capsule is placed in such a hidden place, and there are various procedures in the middle to get in."

"Is this really a rescue capsule and not some kind of treasure?"

After Qin Muye came to the rescue cabin storage room, he realized that he was still small.

"It's called a rescue capsule? Isn't this thing supposed to be called an interstellar battleship or a spaceship???" Qin Muye looked at the huge 'rescue capsule' and was full of complaints for a while.

"No wonder it is placed here for high-level use, and it must not be hidden."

It looked like this, how could Qin Muye not see it, this thing was used by the 8th-tier people to run away after the hometown ship went wrong, and a battleship corresponds to an 8th-tier.

There are a lot of resources and extremely high equipment in each battleship, which can ensure that each Tier 8 can survive alone in the universe for thousands of years.

Unfortunately, under decay, everything is useless.

The resources are rotten, the battleship can't be used and it has become a pile of iron lumps. If you pull it out and sell it, you may be able to pay more money with this appearance.

"The way back is to stay, but the people are gone. It's a pity."

Qin Muye said that the tragic situation of such a person still without money can't help but bring tears to the eyes.

It would be fine if it was used, but not only was it useless, but Qin Muye's eyes were opened by the fact that he had folded himself in.

"Probably this is the position. You should build up your strength now." Qin Muye found a suitable position and sat down.

These battleships did not affect his self-destruction. They were already as rotten as iron sheets. Can they still stop him?

"Blow up after accumulating power, and the power can be increased by about 20%."

Twenty percent is already very high. He is just an incarnation, and it is not the body that can rely on all kinds of strange things to superimpose casually. The ability he has is only the ability of the book of sages and shadows, and at most a little knowledge , so a 20% increase in power is enough.

It is unlikely that a dozen or twenty times the damage is really possible, because he simply doesn't have that much energy to use.

What's more, in such a harsh environment, if you really have that ability, you won't use it to blow up here, and you won't blow up wherever you want.

"It's done, now all that's left is to go to the ground. The decomposition area of ​​the dead world is not far from here, but do you want to blow up at the door of the decomposition area or wait to go in to blow up?"

"If it's too late to wait to go in, then it's safe to blow it at the door, so that not only the decomposition area will be bombed, but it is estimated that other areas will be bombed together."

"If this is more ruthless, maybe it will spread to the small half of the dead world."

As for the stress of the dead world, it is none of his business, and the main body probably wants to see what the stress of the dead world is like.

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