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Chapter 495 Spaceflight
"Where did you get this light sign? It's pretty high-end," White Horse Tombstone asked curiously. The light sign was filled with an oily liquid, completely soaking the LEDs to make the light as soft as possible. It also had a diffuser film on the outside, making it look exactly like a player's ID.

"I made it myself." Li Sheng removed the floating engine fragment from the back of the light board, put the light board back into the three-dimensional warehouse, and said naturally, "After all, before I became a player, I often did some small business to support myself, such as making support light boards and selling them to idol group fans."

What about BTS, TNT (Teens in Times), the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, and the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties?

The first two are one thing, but which of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove or the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties would have fans ordering custom light boards for them?
Sima Zhao?

Claudia, the vampire loli, twitched her eye and retorted, "Aren't you worried? Level 40 transcendents are almost gods, and gods have divine consciousness. As long as someone whispers their name, they can sense it even if they are thousands of miles away."

Li Sheng said matter-of-factly, "So I didn't read it out. If someone else reads out the name on the sign and gets punished by divine intervention from a distance, that's their business."

You're a real genius, damn it.

Claudia pursed her lips, offering no comment, but thought to herself, "Just as the guild database says, this ant likes to use feigned madness to cover up his true intentions, like a poker face."

In the early stages of the game, real-world, backstabbing and double-crossing were very common between players and between guilds.
To prevent their personal information from being leaked during missions, some superhumans remove all their body hair, burn off their fingerprints, wear colored contact lenses and braces, and, imitating professional Texas Hold'em players, inject Botox into their faces to artificially paralyze their muscles.

No matter what his teammates say or ask, he will not show any expression.

It looks quite professional at first glance, but this preventative measure was quickly replaced by a cheaper method—wearing a headgear would suffice. Choose from Pleasant Goat or Ultraman.
Reyes of the Jalisco crime syndicate did not participate in the discussion, but instead looked around.

The entire wasteland stretched as far as the eye could see, with some towering stone pillars scattered in the distance.

These stone pillars, nearly a thousand meters high, connect the ground to a dome formed by giant metal pipes. Some of these pipes are old and damaged, with blue luminescent crystals emanating from their cracks, providing light to the wasteland.

clang!clang!clang!
Suddenly, a dull thud came from a high-altitude pipe, rapidly approaching and closing in on the four people.

The outlet of the vertically downward-pointing pipe, which is about fifty meters in diameter, vibrated violently, and a huge metal sphere fell out of it.

In the blink of an eye, the four players retreated simultaneously. Reyes flashed more than 800 meters away, Claudia transformed into a tiny bat and soared to a height of 700 meters, and the White Horse Tombstone flashed for more than a kilometer.

In the face of an emergency, the distance a superhuman moves instinctively is basically a representation of their strength—the Tremor Mission is much more random than a scripted mission, and it's not impossible for the first kill to happen directly at the spawn point.

Li Sheng adjusted his information-integrated glasses. He had reviewed possible ways to die in his suicide note, and out of politeness, he symbolically stepped back a hundred meters away, releasing a shower of gray mist.
The giant metal sphere was in free fall under the influence of gravity. Fourteen seconds later, just as it was about to hit the ground, a structure resembling heat dissipation fins suddenly popped out from the bottom of the metal sphere, releasing repulsive force to slow it down, and then it landed steadily on the ground.

laugh!
The metal sphere opened up along the middle, revealing a complex mechanical structure inside, and at the very center lay an astronaut wearing a spacesuit.

Even stranger, a description of the killing field was floating above its head.

Item Name: Annihilation Device

[Type: Tool]

[Quality: perfect]

[Special Effect: Annihilation. Requires installation in a designated killing field facility. Cannot be placed in spatial items or taken out of the killing field.]

In the astronaut's arms were five small devices resembling radar panels, clearly the portable radars seen during the battery escort mission.

【Item Name: Navigation Radar Device】

[Type: Tool]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Special Effect: Guides the way. Pressing the button generates virtual lines pointing to the destination. Cannot be loaded into spatial items, cannot be taken away from the killing field.] Why is the annihilation device an astronaut?
As the players frowned in thought, the giant metal sphere transformed once more, its mechanical structure conjuring a slide that gently "handed" the astronaut, along with the radar equipment, to the ground.

Before anyone could react, the metal ball, as if it had completed its mission, released its repulsive force, floated up, and returned to the pipe a thousand meters in the air. Before leaving, it didn't forget to use its repulsive force to slam the pipe gate shut.

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The group, including Bai Ma Tombstone, returned to the starting point, exchanging bewildered glances. Claudia was the first to ask, "Is the astronaut dead or alive? What country is he from?"

"Eating snails without toothpicks is no fun."

Li Sheng stepped forward. His spacesuit was entirely white, without any nationality markings. The outer protective layer was made of high-strength metallic fiber fabric, seemingly coated with polytetrafluoroethylene. He carried a multi-functional modular backpack, and the gold-colored filter visor of his helmet was firmly locked and could not be opened. His arms and legs were covered by a lightweight powered exoskeleton.

After shaking it slightly, judging from the force feedback, it seemed to be filled with some kind of liquid, in which was submerged an adult human, with an overall weight of nearly 350 kg.
This is quite strange, as the spacesuits of the US, China, and Russia in the real world all weigh over 100kg, but none of them are this heavy.

Weighing 350kg, it can only be worn and operated in outer space or on asteroids with extremely low gravity unless it contains a superhuman.

Li Sheng casually remarked, "The only two things we can be certain of right now are that the astronaut, who was labeled as an 'annihilation device' by the system, is protected by the system. We can't pry open any parts, including the gold-colored filter mask, even if we try. And the 'thing' inside the spacesuit is not dead."

Claudia raised an eyebrow and asked, "What makes you say that?"

“I have a magical gadget that can detect whether someone is alive or dead. If I’m not mistaken, this astronaut is either cryogenically frozen or in hibernation.”

The [Compassionate Soul-Giving Melody] in Li Sheng's hand can imbue objects with souls. The fact that he failed to cast it just now proves that the things inside the spacesuit have their own souls.

There was no need to share this kind of information with casual teammates. Li Sheng remained calm and smoothly changed the subject with some nonsense. "Little-known fact: during their six-month hibernation, brown bears form a huge, compressed, and sturdy plug of feces in their rectum to block the steel gate and prevent incontinence. It will be expelled when they wake up in the spring."

Considering that humans do not have the same powerful ability to solidify feces as brown bears,

When future human civilization explores the vast universe, it will likely need to equip each crew member's hibernation pod with a large iron rod.

If interstellar civilizations have to use giant iron bars to block their doors, then their dreams of reaching the stars might as well die sooner rather than later.
Claudia and Reyes had strange expressions, but White Horse Tombstone, having witnessed the ant's ability to talk nonsense before, didn't dwell on it too much. Instead, he took the navigation radar from the astronaut and pressed a button.

hum!
The radar device glowed blue, forming a semi-transparent arrow that pointed into the distance of the wilderness.

The white horse tombstone pondered for a moment, then looked up and glanced at the dome, saying, "I'll go up and take a look at the metal pipes to prevent the system from placing clues inside."

"it is good."

Li Sheng nodded. Placing subtle clues at the players' initial teleportation points was one of the common, deceptive tactics used in the killing field.

A "canonical scripture" is a powerful magical spell written in invisible ink on the envelope of a mission briefing.

Or the script boss could be disguised as a corpse or a small monster, lying in the grass, so that players would easily overlook it.

The white horse tombstone leaped high into the air, treading on the air, rising to a height of a thousand meters. Then, it grabbed the edge of the pipe with its left hand, pushed the gate open with its right hand, flipped over and crawled inside, disappearing from sight.

Half a minute later, she quickly and skillfully crawled back out of the pipe, threw a punch to unleash the Meteor Fall skill, and accelerated her fall to the ground.

boom!
Kneeling on the ground, creating a huge crater, the white horse tombstone stood up without changing expression and said quickly, "I misjudged. Anyone here with a large vehicle should run away."

Before the words were even finished, the metal pipes above the player's head, as well as the numerous pipe outlets throughout the wasteland, all emitted blue smoke.

(End of this chapter)