Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"Alarm, alarm, alarm..."

"Urgent Notice..."

The artist was setting up his specially made gadgets at the airport when the accident happened.

The world changes so fast, just like the lives he has experienced.

One second everyone was peacefully preparing to dismantle all the equipment and move it outside, and the next second most of the ground defense zone had already fallen.

"Speed ​​up, the people we've brought in from elsewhere will take at least twenty more minutes."

"That's right, we need to speed things up."

The artist nodded solemnly.

How could this play be without his participation?

"The use of weapons of mass destruction is prohibited."

Enron reiterated this statement in its all-channel communications.

What she wanted was the equipment inside. If the equipment was destroyed, what was the point of airdropping anything? They would have just bombarded the area and left.

"Point-killing, I'm an expert!"

Another battle of offense and defense has begun.

The players finally felt the obstacle.

Because the enemy has heavy firepower to suppress them, players dare not use destructive weapons.

But this doesn't mean players don't have other options.

Similar to the neutron-annihilating B1 bomb, it has been available for sale in the Time-Space Online game for some time. Although it is expensive, some wealthy players have still bought it.

For example, Warhammer, it's him again!

"Damn you!"

Biological lethality radius is five kilometers.

With a roar, the Warrior's Hammer hurled the B1 bomb seven or eight miles away.

After the silent explosion, all the defenders in the center of the blast radius collapsed powerlessly.

The warhammer, located outside the radiation radius, took a hit and its health was immediately restored after consuming a potion.

"There's an opening, let's go."

He vaguely saw another sphere appear behind him.

The mechanical insects have arrived.

This thing is powerful, but it's all about stealing points from him, so you have to be fast.

"Quickly plug the gap, quickly."

The defending troops were in complete disarray.

The unfavorable situation on the outside reached the shipyard, making the defending troops who were dismantling equipment extremely anxious.

"Oh no, at this rate, it's too late."

"don’t worry!"

The artist looked solemnly at the people following behind him.

"That's no big deal."

As expected of an expert, he remained calm and composed under pressure!

The imperial officer sighed inwardly.

The artist added with a smile, "You won't have to worry about these things for a while."

"What do you mean..."

The artist clenched his right fist.

Suddenly, countless intersecting bright lines rose into the previously empty space, and everyone around him stared wide-eyed.

That was the bulge that was formed when the neck was strangled.

"It's time to end this!"

clatter--

Blood splattered everywhere.

"what!"

The soldier, who was a little further away, was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. He and the artist exchanged a glance and frantically tried to run away while bracing themselves on the ground.

"Ah, Nick the expert has gone mad! He's killing people... *cluck cluck*... *pfft*—"

The severed body left an arc of blood in the air.

Finally, the severed parts, such as the arm, fell to the ground, forming a magnificent "太" (tai) character.

"It's just that it's a bit short," the artist said, shaking his head regretfully.

However, this was something he was born with, so after thinking about it, he could only try to make up for it by moving some of it from other places.

"They've gone mad, they've gone mad."

The soldiers in the monitoring room were dumbfounded.

The news spread quickly.

Expert Nick used bizarre methods to slaughter Imperial soldiers and sabotage the items dismantled from the spaceport.

He didn't do anything, but the dismantled supports just broke off, and the rumbling sound, like the hammering of iron, kept echoing in the shipyard.

"Damn it! I'm going to kill this lunatic! You all come with me, he actually tried to sabotage the shipyard's equipment!"

Rat-a-tat-tat! The soldiers quickly gathered together, looking fierce, as if they were ready to rush up and burst the artist from a chrysanthemum into a sunflower!

"Sir, didn't we receive orders to destroy the shipyard if we couldn't hold it? I think we probably can't hold it now. Isn't this madman..."

They're already helping us sabotage the shipyard, what are we supposed to do going up there?

Ok?

The officer looked at his subordinate who was speaking.

Dude, you're absolutely right!

I give you a thumbs up.

“But he killed our brothers!” someone immediately pointed out.

"Moreover, although it's the same as sabotaging equipment, he definitely has ill intentions. I suspect this expert is fake, and we must catch him!"

The officer's face darkened.

Actually, he didn't want to go; it was the higher-ups who forced him to.

How dangerous! Didn't you see how easily he killed people? It's not even that easy for one person to kill a chicken. He just made a move.

Just then, someone came to the rescue, but then some hothead came out and caused trouble again.

“There are priorities. For us, the most urgent task is to detonate the shipyard as soon as possible. As for this villain who killed our brothers, we’ll have plenty of time to deal with him later!” the first person said.

well said!

The officer almost stood up and applauded him.

I have high hopes for you. Come to my room tonight... we'll discuss your future!

"That's right, the most urgent task is to detonate the shipyard."

"These devices must not be allowed to be taken away by the enemy."

Public opinion is overwhelmingly in favor of the proposal to bomb the shipyard first.

“Since everyone thinks so… as soldiers of the Empire, we should prioritize the interests of the Empire. Although camaraderie is important, the interests of the Empire are even more important. We absolutely cannot…” the officer said loudly.

what?

They're already planning to bomb the shipyard.

Warhammer, who suddenly burst in from outside, had a drastic change in expression.

This won't do. If the shipyard disappears, everyone's points will plummet.

"You're dreaming!"

A gate suddenly appeared in the air, followed by countless beams of light shooting down. Meanwhile, Warhammer raised his hands and unleashed a torrent of bullets. He was a moving human tank.

The officer, who was giving a passionate speech, collapsed before he could finish.

More than 500 million experience points?

so much?

Warhammer paused for a moment, and then the rest of the Warhammer guild burst in.

"Take them out and ensure the safety of the shipyard."

biubiubiu……

After several rounds of firing, the soldiers who had gathered together lay flat on their backs.

The pavilion master Ling Yun and others who arrived later went straight to where the artist was without saying a word.

That sound would not be ignored by any creature with hearing.

At this moment, the artist was planning how to launch these airports into the sky. The three memories that were absorbed in a short period of time made his brain extremely excited.

It's like he's on stimulants; he can't stop moving.

Therefore, he became even more excited after seeing the swarm of players arriving.

"Want to stop me? Let's see if you have the ability."

He was laughing hysterically.

"Damn it, he deserves a beating."