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Chapter 158 The Wandering Ghost Ship

A fight lasted no more than 30 seconds. It was really a moment of lightning, and the outcome was already decided.

And this fighting style is exclusive to the imperial civilization who practiced the superstring furnace system.

One move determines victory or defeat, life or death.

Then, the first group of signal sources finally established contact with the fourth signal tower, and a somewhat distorted but roughly distinguishable projection appeared——

"This is the fourth signal tower, here is the fourth signal tower! The frequency hopping frequency distortion rate is lower than 30.00%, you can make contact! Please tell us your identities!"

Hearing that, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, the first group of signal sources has been installed successfully, and even if something happens, everyone will more or less have a place to stay.

"All the leaders of the Eastern District, the first group of signal sources has been installed successfully! Operation code--Pioneer!"

Xindu Niang opened her mouth with an imposing manner.

The people over there were silent for a few seconds when they heard the words, and then a deep voice came out: "I wish you all the best."

"all the best."

This dialogue spread in the yellow sand will be recorded, or it will become the opening remarks of the triumphant victory in the future, or it may become a tribute to mourn a group of pioneers.

Sikong squinted his eyes, looking at this group of star bandits with serene expressions, tall bodies like peaks, and no trace of banditry, he felt a little complicated.

If it weren't for the ill-fated fate and the destruction of their families, why would they have fallen into the ranks of star bandits.

Without the agility recognized by the empire, even the contemporary poisonous wolf has to worry about the hidden city in order to buy a roast duck.

Of course, Sikong didn't have any sympathy.

Sympathy is a great luxury for Sikong today, and his experience is no better than theirs.

Everyone nodded, packed up their mood, and rushed to the next place where the space was relatively stable.

"Everything is careful."

Xin Duniang took a deep look at Sikong, and carefully instructed him, Sikong nodded calmly: "I am here, the signal source is fine."

The importance of the first group of signal sources is needless to say, but Sikong's promise is somewhat intriguing.

exist?If Sikong runs into an irresistible fatal danger, he is gone.

Same promise.

Xin Duniang didn't know if she heard Sikong's maneuver, but she still had confidence in her heart, she was not afraid of accidents, and she didn't say much, she boarded the sand rider, and with a bang of the clutch, the sand was splashed wildly.

"Haha! Brother Sikong, I'm leaving! Oh, that C-type creature is C-03, the two ribs are worth a bit, you can peel them off if you have time..."

Wang Meng put on the tactical goggles, supported the sand rider with his tall figure, and said goodbye to Sikong with a smile. In a few seconds, he disappeared from Sikong's vision.

For a moment, only Sikong and a signal source group with a specific light were left.

Sikong took a sip of strong wine, suppressed the intense excitement caused by the war, and walked towards C-03, which was smashed into pieces by the discrete particle blaster.

"Tsk tsk, it's cool, but you still have to pay attention to the rationality of using energy gears, this is...too wasteful!"

Sikong murmured introspectively, and pulled out a forearm-long foldable simple knife from his wristband, and cut it off with one blow!

According to the introduction in the data information, Sikong cut along the cracks in the bones of C-03. The simple knife is extremely sharp, made of high-density metal repeatedly tempered, and cuts bones like tofu without any obscurity.

After bleeding a pool of dark yellow blood, two nail-shaped, gray-white bones with a wide top and a narrow bottom appeared on Sikong's hands.

This is the raw material that can be used for short-distance information transmission, but it needs to be processed and supplemented with some small components if it is to be really useful.

Putting the two ribs on the trunk of the Sand Rider, Sikong sat cross-legged next to the signal source, took a sip of strong wine, and recalled the fusion between Shy Walk and Hundred Explosion Fist during the battle.

Rather than saying it is fusion, it is better to say it is a mutation.

A change caused by the Eye of Origin.

It seems that in addition to the origin of the evolution of martial arts, and the cultivation of martial arts consciousness after great success, there is also the magical place of transforming parts into wholes and commanding all martial arts.

It's a pity that these still need further exploration by Sikong.

Sikong raised his head, and he saw yellow sand everywhere, and a little further away were rolling hills, which were also piled up of uniform yellow sand. This is the world of yellow sand, the ocean of yellow sand, the continuous yellow sand and the sky. Connecting each other, I can't even imagine where the end of the sand is.

While being vigilant, Sikong recalled the past bit by bit like an old cow chewing food and grass, absorbing experience.

A grain of sand suddenly hit Sikong's face.

When he came back to his senses, he saw a huge giant in the sky on the dry and scorching sand a hundred meters away!
A majestic starry sky ship is like a broken sword with two handles. It is inserted in the yellow sand, only a shallow head emerges. Even though most of the ship's body is buried deep in the ground, the exposed part alone is more than 200 meters long.

After countless years of vicissitudes, the hull of the giant ship is still bright and full of unique beauty. There are strange symbols the size of a teeny-head painted on it. The symbols are like the surface of water, which is still rippling when the wind blows.

Majestic and majestic, unique and strange, Sikong is not even an ant in front of it. Sikong has also seen the empire's abyssal giant ship on Du Hengxing, but the two give Sikong completely different feelings.

The empire's abyssal giant ship is naked and undisguised, with an iron will and a blood-stained robe.

But this starry space ship is a little weird, giving people awe-inspiring and bone-piercing feeling.

Sikong's mental domain is extremely high, which leads to his extremely sensitive perception of things. He always feels that there is something intriguing about this giant starship, as if... a ghost that should have dissipated is still in the world, and it still occupies the Yang people. body of.

A hideous hole started from the tip of the giant starship and penetrated directly into the ground.

Obviously, this starship of the electromagnetic civilization was destroyed by a single blow, so there was no suspense at all.

Even 8 years ago, the powerful imperial civilization showed its full potential.

But Sikong looked at the starry sky giant ship and made no move, still sitting cross-legged next to the signal source.

Whether it's a mirage, or there is really a moving starship, it's not something that Sikong can get his hands on today.

Money touches people's hearts, but you have to live to enjoy it.

'Dididi...'

Suddenly, after a series of signal lights flashed, a green dot appeared on the signal source.

The second group of signal sources is installed successfully.

"Brother Sikong, nothing happened?"

A hearty laugh spread, and Sikong saw a distorted projection light up on the signal source.

It was Wang Meng.

"You protect the second group of signal sources?" Sikong was puzzled.

"Hey, what, I got injured on a mission some time ago, and I was given special care before I recovered..."

Wang Meng rubbed his face, and answered somewhat honestly, then, he saw the sandy land behind Sikong.

"Um?!"

Wang Meng's eyes widened, like red-hot copper ingots, he couldn't believe it: "This, this, this ghost ship?!"

"Ghost ship?" Sikong frowned.

But seeing Wang Meng waving his arms wildly in excitement, he shouted directly: "Haha! Brother, brother, I really envy your luck! Wait, I'll be right there!"

After all, the projection distorted for a few seconds before disappearing.

Although the signal source is successfully installed, after the first wave of abnormal creatures are eliminated, it is unlikely that there will be accidents.

Protect the signal source, just in case.

Between two signal sources, a safe and smooth path can be formed.

But Wang Meng was so concerned about this so-called ghost ship, Sikong always felt that there was something wrong.

Then I got in touch with Wang Meng's enthusiastic and forthright attitude.

"Could it be..."

(End of this chapter)