My Identity As A Native Of The Motherland Has Been Exposed By The Reborn

Chapter 215 This Is Still A Long Way From The Goal

So far, he has cleaned up the chaos in fifteen cities around Tianfu. Every inch of land has been rigorously purified by him. All living things, including advanced mutant populations, cannot escape his iron-blooded cleansing.

This hunt was a rich harvest for him.

He lowered his head and looked at the energy value display, [213,420], this number made him satisfied.

Returning to the secret training field of the Magic City Mysterious Investigation Bureau, he will have the opportunity to unlock two intermediate skills in a row. At that time, his combat effectiveness will undoubtedly usher in a qualitative leap, and he is full of expectations for this.

The strength, speed and defense capabilities of the elementary level are already staggering. Imagine the earth-shaking changes that the improvement of the intermediate level will bring.

As for the advanced level, although the specific effect is still unclear, he can feel an obvious strengthening trend from the transformation of the laser eye, which undoubtedly increases the possibility.

To advance from junior to senior level, one million energy points are required. This made Liu Zimo ponder. If he only relied on hunting mutant creatures to accumulate energy, how long would it take to reach the huge number required to unlock advanced skills? In this beast wave sweeping Tianfu, he only accumulated 210,000 energy points, which is still a long way to go before reaching his goal.

That number made him feel out of reach. It would undoubtedly be a long journey to achieve the goal of one million.

After gliding in the air for dozens of hours, Liu Zimo landed in the core area of ​​Tianfu City again.

What sounded in my ears was no longer a news broadcast, but the nervous voice of the announcer: "Recently, strange birds have appeared frequently in the sky. They have caused serious troubles to flights, are extremely aggressive, and pose a serious threat to aircraft."

In addition, the fluctuations in the earth's crustal magnetic field caused by the resurgence of spiritual energy also caused varying degrees of interference to the electronic equipment in the cabin. Flight plans were completely suspended, and air routes were forced to implement emergency landings.

After hearing the news, Liu Zimo sighed helplessly, and it seemed that he could only go straight to his destination.

However, at this moment, thousands of meters away, a cry broke through the silence: "What is that."

"It sounded like a plane crashing.

"Plane?! It really crashed."

"Oops! Someone saw the plane falling from a high altitude, run away, run away."

Hearing the panic shouts, Liu Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his gaze to the distance. Sure enough, a plane dived rapidly toward the ground at an incredible angle.

Obviously, the out-of-control flight was inevitably rushing towards the spire of a skyscraper, and a disaster seemed inevitable.

The crowds on the streets were in panic, running in all directions, and the scene was chaotic.

A stern smile appeared on Liu Zimo's lips, and he whispered: "Isn't this the moment when heroes are needed?

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, as if teleporting.

In the cabin, the captain was like a trapped musician, frantically groping on the control panel. However, the normally flexible buttons seemed dead and unresponsive at the moment.

The screams and desperate cries of the passengers poured into his eardrums like a tide, making him anxious. The sweat on his forehead slipped down, mixed with a few mottled silver strands, showing his fatigue and traces of time.

As a senior navigator, he seemed powerless in this predicament.

Since most systems rely on electromagnetism, the remaining manual emergency switch has become the last hope.

Once the magnetic field fails, their only survival strategy is to fight before falling to the ground.

The captain knew very well that the chance of survival was as slim as a miracle of one in ten thousand.

Radio silence was like an abyss, and they lost contact with the outside world, as if they were in a forgotten corner of the world.

The co-pilot fell into despair at this moment, with fear and unwillingness written on his young face. He could not accept such a fate. .

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