The end of the world begins with failing an exam

Chapter 505 The unmanned ghost fleet
Chen Jing didn't know what Turing's reaction would be after seeing the message.

But intuition told him.

Turing couldn't just give up on getting rid of him.

At least at this stage, Turing will not give up easily... Is the deep space in other parallel worlds like a curse?As long as deep space exists, we will inevitably be targeted to death by the Creator?
Fuck that fart.

The saying goes well.

The physicality of people cannot be generalized.

So is luck.

Judging from the information provided by "him" so far, Chen Jing felt that he seemed to be the luckiest deep space resuscitator. Not only did "him" help with advice and even cheating along the way, but he also met someone in the arsenal in the end. The Yellow King, thereby reversing the fixed promotion sequence into a new sequence that can lead to the ninth level.

So again, people cannot generalize.

Just because other time and space have failed, it doesn’t mean that my time and space will fail too!

Who does that bitch Turing look down upon?
"vomit……"

After completing his first deep space jump, as soon as Chen Jing returned to the real world, he couldn't help holding his knees and retching.

This is not "motion sickness".

But the data space was compressed too hard before.

The feeling of being deformed due to spatial distortion... To be honest, Chen Jing didn't feel much pain, he just felt nauseous, as if his brain had been shaken vigorously in a glass bottle for three days and three nights. What was he looking at? Everything becomes ghosted.

"Brother, please don't spit it out. It's too embarrassing..."

"Retching makes you look like a chicken!"

"But then again... didn't you set the location of the deep space jump hundreds of kilometers away? Why is it still here?"

"I don't know where to go... ugh..."

At this moment, Chen Jing was still in the Jiutian Yingyuan Palace. The scenery around him remained the same as it was before he left. The corpses of the "prisoners" he killed were also in place, and the air was full of pungent blood. taste.

It took almost half a minute to slow down.

Chen Jing wiped his mouth and slowly stood up straight.

"Brother, now I can be regarded as someone who has faced the ancient gods..." Chen Jing stretched out his arms and stood on tiptoes, stretching his body vigorously. His spine suddenly made a series of crisp sounds that made him feel extremely comfortable. "I didn't expect to run away." It was so easy...I thought I would be beaten half to death by Turing first..."

"Who can beat you up if you act like that?"

The "he" hiding in Chen Jing's mind couldn't help but complain, and every word was full of contempt from the bottom of his heart.

"Since you first entered the digital space, you have focused all your attention on maintaining the connection between yourself and deep space. Don't think I don't know. If it makes the noise bigger, it will really slap you to death. …I bet you can run faster than a dog!”

"What!"

Chen Jing said angrily, feeling very dissatisfied.

"Am I such a coward?"

"Don't worry, don't you have some ideas in your heart? I'm embarrassed to tell you..."

……

When Chen Jing appeared again.

The alchemists of Lihentian were completely dumbfounded.

Because they never thought...

A creature that is no more than Sequence Five.

After entering the data space, you can actually come back alive... Is this so scientific? !

"hey-hey……"

Li Mobai sneered and glanced casually, seeing everyone's expressions of disbelief, especially the older alchemists who had unlimited confidence in Turing. Seeing their mouths closed from ear to ear, their prosthetic eyes almost flew out... ...Li Mobai just felt that the expressions of these old men and women were too funny, much more interesting than those funny variety shows.

"How is it possible..." Li Mobai's master murmured, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Entering the digital space of the virtual network... It is impossible that Lord Turing cannot get rid of this scourge..."

Yes.

Everything in the data space is not broadcast simultaneously by Turing.The picture on the holographic screen is always frozen in the empty Jiutian Yingyuan Palace.

It is no exaggeration to say that when Turing dragged Chen Jing into the digital space, almost all the older generation of alchemists breathed a sigh of relief.

Because they all know how terrifying Turing's magical powers are in that weird space.

Not to mention a Sequence [-] Chen Jing, even if his grandfather Chen Boxu was dragged in, he would be dead and there would be absolutely no possibility of escape...

Because they thought so, Li Mobai's heart was in suspense when he listened to Lao Dao's narration. It wasn't until he saw Chen Jing back that he dared to relax.

Damn he deserves to be my brother!

It's not dead?

Bull X!

"Could it be that Tianzun let him go on purpose?" Someone next to him raised a question. After all, Chen Jing is a real descendant of the Fifth Sequence Old One. With his strength, it is impossible to escape from there no matter how you look at it.

"Yes! Tianzun should have spared his life!"

"I think so!"

"Oh, Qing Lingzi is indeed the mouthpiece of this real person! This is the truth!"

Li Mobai couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he heard the various analyzes made by these alchemists.

Will Turing spare A Jing's life?

You are so busy trying to kill your whole family, how can you spare your life at the critical moment?

Isn't this a joke?
These old guys can really find reasons to comfort themselves...

"There is no need to rush." ​​The old alchemist on the side said expressionlessly, "The No. 13 unmanned fleet we sent has arrived. Even if Tianzun shows mercy and spares his life, we cannot spare him."

"Extremely great!"

"Yes! This scourge should be killed!"

……

After Chen Jing calmed down in the control room, he supported the wall and slowly walked out. After a while, he walked out of the main palace of Jiutian Yingyuan Palace.

The moment he stepped out of the palace gate.

Chen Jing only felt that the breeze blowing against his face was particularly warm.

What does it mean to feel refreshed and refreshed like drinking nectar?

That's it.

Until Chen Jing saw an aircraft suspended in the air dozens of meters away.

"Pooh!"

Chen Jing dusted himself off and looked at the exhaust pipe that was sending out billowing heat waves. He was so angry from the bottom of his heart that he wanted to curse.

"I didn't expect these alchemists from the Hanging City to still give up..."

Hearing "him" sighing in his mind, Chen Jing suddenly became furious.

"Teach them a lesson if you don't give up!"

Chen Jing glanced up and saw that the sky was densely packed with silver-white triangular aircraft. If Turing was not lying, the shape of these aircraft was very similar to the spacecraft flown by Alta.

Was it developed through reverse engineering?
It should be.

The more Chen Jing looked, the more familiar he felt. Judging by the feedback of the energy aura, he quickly discovered that there were no living people in these hundreds of aircraft.

In short, hundreds of drones.

"Who do you look down on..."

Chen Jing raised his hand impatiently, and the black star hidden in the deep sky suddenly appeared in the circle surrounded by these drones.

"Smash it all and forget about it. Take it back to the walled city and sell it for scrap metal!"

(End of this chapter)