Polar Night Player

Ji Wanqing is not Li Xiang, she is good at close combat, but facing countless alien species, this has become fatal.

The moment she stepped out of the steam armored train, the audience knew the result of this collaborative competition. She could hide in the captain's room. At least even if the train was swallowed by the void wormhole in the end, she must have died in Li. After thinking about it.

Whoever lives in the end is the winner of this competition.

But Ji Wanqing did not make such a choice, and even made a choice as soon as he saw the situation in the captain's room, without any hesitation.

At the moment Ji Wanqing was swallowed by the void wormhole, Li Xiang's hands were also pressed on the console of the commander's room.

He has never seen this kind of complicated mechanical console, but with the floating craft control skills learned from Wang Chongyue, coupled with his extraordinary mechanical talent, he has an instant insight into the general operation method of this complex console. .

"This guy is a natural born mechanic!" There are many real mechanics on the VIP seat. Some of them work for Wessex, some are in powerful families, and some are educating students in universities. But without exception, they were all shocked by Li Xiang's amazing talent.

Only the inner circle of mechanics understands that after joining them, the importance of talent cannot be replaced.

No matter how diligent an apprentice is, he cannot become a master without talent.

Just like most of them, day after day, year after year, they study the way of machinery, but they are still farther and farther away from the tallest one on the top of the mountain, even if they put more effort into it than him. .

Therefore, the steam machinery professional professors of various universities are looking at their talents first. Wessex will allocate a large sum of money every year to invite those outcropping mechanical talents to participate in their training programs.

Along the way, it’s hard for Li to think of being famous for his mechanical talents. Being recognized in the polar night shows that he is already a leader among his peers. This time, the competition showed terrifying learning and exploration ability. The last straw in the hearts of all masters.

"No matter what method is used, he must be drawn into his school." At this moment, countless steam mechanics professors all heard the same sentence.

Scholars especially value talented and capable students, because for them, research is a lifelong dream, and it is another long-cherished wish to have a student who can inherit his mantle and even carry forward.

In the light curtain, Li Xiang didn't know that his actions had caused such a big wave in the mechanical circle. The light gold gears in his eyes were spinning at a high speed. Anyway, this ability could not be hidden from others. At this moment, you can no longer hide it. Up.

With the aid of pale golden gears, Li Xiang's mechanical proficiency has risen to an unprecedented height, quickly mastering the operation method, and then getting started with complex operations and slowing down.

The difficulty of driving a steam armored train is the most difficult of all vehicles, not to mention such a huge steel beast.

But Li Xiang didn't panic at all, slowing down calmly, turning, and smoothing the body. According to his estimation, if he stopped within tens of seconds, he would not rush into the void wormhole.

But Ji Wanqing, who was submerged by the alien species, lost the sound, and soon a large group of alien species rushed out of it. If this continues, the alien species will rush into the carriage before the train stops.

Li Xiang glanced at the windshield in front, and suddenly pressed the alloy boxes on both sides, two thick steam jets out, the whole person rushed out of the captain's room and flew into the air.

clang!

A ferocious alien slammed into the metal track above during the pounce. The track made a dull low noise, and its body was also broken in two, and it fell **** from the air.

Li Xiang clasped the stalker with both hands, and with the momentum of the steam-powered device, cutting these alien species was like cutting melons and vegetables. I don’t know if the goddess of disaster has reduced the difficulty of the task. At least until now, he has not I have met any powerful alien species.

Among the alien species, the critical alien species is the most dangerous. Even a level 1 magician can be killed in seconds, and he will naturally not be an opponent.

But so many alien species, all of them are all kinds of small, there is not a critical alien species.

His rush blocked the alien species that tried to rush over, and the void wormhole in front of him had a faint tendency to close. Seeing this, Li Xiang gritted his teeth and flew straight to the wormhole.

"What is he doing?" Neither the glamorous young woman nor the Yue Xingling in her arms could understand Li Xiang's operation. They could block it. The train started to slow down, and the wormhole was shrinking. The long room should be the safest way to win.

As to whether the task can be completed, it depends on whether the train has time to stop and how fast the wormhole shrinks.

But rushing over now is undoubtedly looking for death.

"I'm afraid to save that girl." Gus suppressed the shock in his heart that he hadn't had for a long time, and speculated word by word, "The collaborative competition is not over, it means that both of them are still alive."

"It's crazy, isn't it? That's a void wormhole. In the past, when something like this appeared on the border, the entire army had to retreat to the safe zone immediately. He rushed into it alone?"

Yue Xingling couldn't help nodding: "I have never heard of anyone who would take the initiative to punch a wormhole."

"I've heard of one." Gus took a big sip of water and had to admit that this little guy's guts have exceeded his imagination, and he didn't have any idea of ​​rushing into the wormhole.

Even if this is just a simulated battle.

That fear will still be deeply rooted in my heart.

Why is information about alien species and disasters completely blocked? Why do live broadcast simulation battles have to be mosaic and blurred?

It's because those things are so maddening, they make people go crazy and can't bear the impact of negative emotions, and the result is either silly or crazy.

Not to mention facing a nest like a wormhole.

But in his memory, there was such a person who did it and came back alive.

So far embarked on an invincible road that has pushed several generations across.

"Who is it, dad, don't lie to me, it's a void wormhole, and it's the lair of calamity inside!" Yuexingling was dubious, but when Gus gently pronounced the name, she and Yueberry both believed Up.

"The current White King."

In the light curtain.

Li Xiang's figure disappeared in the empty wormhole that had shrunk to the size of the train head.

At this speed, when the steam armored locomotive speeds up here, the wormhole is probably gone.

As soon as he rushed into the wormhole, Li Xiang felt that the light had been taken away.

It was full of disgusting smell and negative emotions that made people desperate and crazy.

Those rustling and wriggling alien species are all over the wormhole, making the SAN value crazy. I am afraid that it will be insane and die in a few minutes.

Boom!

The sonic boom of fists rubbing against the air kept coming.

Ji Wanqing, who was covered in blood and didn't look like a human, was still fighting. Her khaki uniform was broken and clean, and all the black bandages on her body had fallen off, revealing a vigorous young girl's body, but with the ancient martial imprints on it But the scalp is numb.

Every inch of the skin is covered, no wonder it is usually covered with black bandages. For a girl, these marks completely destroy her body beauty.

The live broadcast naturally gave a huge blurring process, but the audience still understand that Ji Wanqing, who has been in the wormhole for so long, is afraid that she will be out of shape long ago.

At this moment, countless people have replaced the **** poster of Venus Group with her resolute fighting image.

"Why are you...come."

Ji Wanqing looked up, and Li wanted to be silent for a while.

"I can't die here. One day, I have to kill all the tarot cards before I can go to hell." Ji Wanqing looked at him proudly, and suddenly threw two black things.

The sound of the metal is very crisp, and the start is heavy.

That was her alloy box. There was still a lot of gas in it, which was specially left for Li to want to go out.

"Get off." Ji Wanqing uttered a word quietly. Her eyes were scarlet. That was a sign that her consciousness had been corroded by negative emotions. At this moment, she was completely involved in the drama, feeling that all this was true.

Under such circumstances, she, who was carrying a sea of ​​blood and hatred, lost consciousness and fought numbly, but did not hesitate to give Li Xiang the opportunity to leave.

For this girl, Li Xiang felt admired for the first time.

Some people say that hatred makes people powerful, but in fact, hatred can also make a group of people cherish any important feelings around them more than anyone else.

The meeting and dialogue between the two in the wormhole is invisible to most of the audience. All they can see is the locomotive galloping outside but about to come to a standstill, as well as the **** sky and tracks, which seems to be what they want. The doomsday experienced is average.

Boom!

After the loud noise, the void wormhole was completely closed, and the locomotive stopped abruptly a few meters before the wormhole.

A black figure ejected from the inside, carrying two steam powered devices.

At that moment, there was no cheering, no sound.

The silence is terrible.

[The Guardians have completed their mission, but the fire of this car will eventually reach a certain point, and this point, will there be greater despair waiting for them? 】

Consciously blurred, Li Xiang was forced to bounce out of the door of space.

It was just a battle, but it seemed as long as a life.

Back in the beam of light, the beam of light that belonged to him became a little stronger, and the surrounding beam of light suddenly became less, and the first thirty will be released soon.

But Li Xiang's mind was full of Ji Wanqing's last fighting figure.

The guardian, the grudge between the two, the last fire of mankind...

Are these things really just the fictional background of the goddess of calamity?

After a long time, the audience gradually heard rounds of applause, and then the applause became more and more serious, and gradually spread to the stands of all levels.

This is the most exciting of all the competitions from 60 to 30.

Not only did the audience see the strength of this group of testers, they also saw the horror of the alien species for the first time.

For hundreds of years, the human camp has been fighting against such enemies. Even if they are constantly compressed and eaten away, they still live tenaciously.

......

City 0982.

Inside a cheap machine shop.

The old ghost licked melon seeds, drank soju, and quietly looked at Li Xiang in the light curtain. There was a short old man beside him who was struggling to hit a piece of hot steel with an iron fist. As his fist fell, the steel Constantly emit strange crisp noises.

"Hey, old ghost, did your apprentice win?"

"Won, remember what you said, and get him a real source cold weapon."

"Cut, then you have to wait until he really reaches the top sixteen. Isn't there another one? Speaking of which, it's rare to see you being so caring about an apprentice, really so good?"

"What do you mean, but then again, the Goddess of Calamity did not hesitate to show the aliens to ordinary people when simulating the environment."

The iron strike stopped suddenly.

"This is the first time."

"Well, the first time. It seems that our good days are coming to an end."

The little white-haired old man wiped his forehead sweat. When he ran over, the light curtain had switched to a new battle. He drank a big shochu, panting and sat on the chair, under the dim light, who two old men Did not dare to speak loudly.

After a long time, the old ghost lighted a cigarette and slowly said, "Yes, it's going to change."

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