Master of Fist

Tens of thousands of miniature shuttles are all controlled by him alone, and this kind of operation requires extremely terrifying computing power. With the computing power of an average mechanic, he can barely reach the level of 10,000 ships.

But this is already very scary.

If warriors represent the pinnacle of personal might, then mechanics are the pinnacle of group combat.

It can be said that for a galaxy-level civilization, having a high-level warrior is nothing. But having a superior mechanic can definitely greatly increase the overall combat power.

A high-level mechanic represents a huge star fleet.

It's just that first-class mechanics are too rare, even rarer than first-class warriors. Medium-level mechanics like Luo Lin are also very rare, and the number of medium-level mechanics is almost equal to the number of high-level warriors.

Each one is an extremely rare and precious talent, not to say that a mechanic is better than a warrior. But if the mechanic can use endless resources, then the mechanic is almost invincible.

It stands to reason that a brain-based existence like a mechanic can be cultivated with the huge technological background and talent pool of the three major galaxy-level civilizations.

But the fact is on the contrary, ordinary low-level mechanics are fine. But middle and upper class cannot be made up for by simple background. The first thing that needs to be broken through is the problem of computing power.

To achieve a breakthrough in computing power, it requires extremely strong talent, extremely strong wisdom, and a profound foundation.

And Rowling is just one of the lucky ones, his brain area is far better than 99% of the people in the galaxy since he was born.

Stepping into a middle-level mechanic is absolute, even if a high-level mechanic gives him time to accumulate, there is hope.

He was arrogant, and the reason why he took refuge in the Dark Demon was because he had no brains.

In his opinion, there are only two kinds of people in this world, one is smart and the other is fool.

As for the more than 90% of ordinary people who are in the middle, he directly ignores them.

He only takes refuge in people who are smarter than himself and fools. In his opinion, there are no people who are smarter than him, even those high-class mechanics who have been famous for a long time, in his opinion, it is just because time makes them naturally become that state, it does not mean that the other party is smarter than himself .

Since you can't find anyone smarter than yourself, just find a fool. At least a fool is easy to control, and he can have more time to make technological breakthroughs.

Numerous messages, with his brain as the center, continuously transmit various messages and receive various instructions, crazily and continuously attacking the countless spaceships in front of him.

The target he aimed at was very directional, and the small spacecraft was directly ignored by him. Once a fleet led by spaceships above medium-sized spaceships appears, the flying shuttles under his command will kill them like sharks smelling blood.

Suddenly a target caught his attention, and Luo Lin, who closed his eyes and was concentrating on processing the information in his mind, was slightly taken aback.

"interesting!"

He allocated one-thousandth of his attention to Na, and the picture became clearer in his mind.

He saw a black-haired man standing outside the spaceship, looking at the shuttle with piercing eyes.

"What do you want?"

Luo Lin inexplicably felt a little amused, he had encountered this kind of situation before, and there were always some idiots who wanted to deal with his shuttle with their own strength.

But the facts tell this group of people that they are not the best middle-level fighters, and this kind of behavior is absolutely stupid.

He shook his head slightly in his heart, but Luo Lin, who was already boring by manipulating a large number of shuttles to perform repetitive and boring attacks, came to do something to pass the time.

A ray of instructions was quickly conveyed.

Jiang Heng's eyes were full of energy, staring at the flying shuttle that kept gliding across the sky. The eyes began to turn gray at this moment.

The field of vision suddenly became broad and clear, and the shuttle, which could not even see the shadow, finally saw an afterimage at this moment.

call! This discovery made Jiang Heng slightly relieved, which was the reason why he had confidence before.

The mutation of the eyes not only gave him the ability to detect heat, but also greatly improved his eyesight and insight.

"It's just that, it's still difficult to catch these flying shuttles!"

Jiang Heng frowned. Although the situation is better now, the speed of the shuttle is still too fast.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the hairs all over his body stood up quickly, which was an extremely dangerous feeling.

In the past, Jiang Heng only felt this way when life and death were in crisis.

"not good!"

He didn't know where the danger came from, but Jiang Heng knew that there was definitely big trouble coming.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Heng kicked his legs, and at the same time, his figure flew away like a cannonball from the left side of the spaceship.

But as soon as he left the surface of the spaceship, the feeling of danger became more and more intense.

"Covering the sea!"

With his backhand, Jiang Heng punched out without any hesitation. The white light of the fist suddenly appeared, and the lasing speed increased sharply again.

Scoff!

He felt a sharp pain on one side of his arm, and when he looked sideways, he saw a flying shuttle that almost brushed against his arm.

Sparks emerged from the rapid friction between the steel and the arm.

"Not a bad response!"

Luo Lin, who was far away on the mothership of the Black Magic Star Pirates Group, commented with a chuckle. According to his calculations just now, the hit rate is almost 100%.

As a result, he underestimated the black-haired man in front of him.

"The speed is almost comparable to that of ordinary medium warriors. The reaction is even stronger than that of medium warriors."

Luo Lin praised Jiang Heng's strength very much.

You must know that after his calculations, even a warrior who has just stepped into the ranks of the middle class, it is very difficult to avoid it. Of course, Jiang Heng just played a trick.

"I just don't know how many times I can hide?"

Without much thought, he operated the shuttle and shot away again.

"Again?!"

Looking at the flying shuttle coming again, Jiang Heng almost scolded his mother.

But this time the shuttle came from the front, and the eyes could already see some afterimages clearly, and it seemed more comfortable to react in advance.

"what!"

Looking at Jiang Heng who avoided his attack again, Luo Lin became more and more interested.

According to the opponent's energy level reaction just now, Luo Lin knew that this person's energy level was only below 3,000, and he hadn't even reached the level of a medium warrior.

At this time, a group of people in the war room also looked at each other in blank dismay. Everyone was a warrior, and they all had some common sense about the strength of a warrior.

Only Peter was not surprised at the side, but he kept muttering in ecstasy: "I knew it! I knew it!"

To say that the one with the weirdest expression here is Chen Wuji. After all, Chen Wuji is a middle-level martial artist, and no one saw his reaction even though he was sitting at the front.

At this moment, he was frowning and thinking while brushing his beard.

In his mouth, he muttered to himself: "It doesn't make sense, how can the progress be so great?"