Collapse, survive

That heart-wrenching scream was so melodious and poignant, so deeply moving.

Then she started grabbing and harassing... March 7th wouldn't work, she didn't like the cold and icy feeling, so she made one for Fang Jie as well.

"Give it to me, give it to me, I want it too! I want it, ......"

"That's enough. Put away your baseball bat and firearm. Do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't want to share happiness?"

Fang Jie angrily rebuked Xing He Jing, saying that if he ever encountered Liu Ying again, he would probably only want to steal her transformation device, which was shameful.

He simply started manufacturing 'armor'. The materials and blueprints were readily available. Himeko's nuclear fusion armor was modified, and Fang Jie, based on the idea of ​​stacking power reactors, connected with Destiny and carried forward this armor. At this moment, I'll give Xing a... Firefly series appearance is not good enough, let's call it 'Flame Dragon Armor'.

As a star who has also unlocked the fire attribute protection, Fang Jie believes that she can use it well, and even uses her genius to modify it into the Emperor Flame Dragon Knight.

He so carefully handed over the fiery-colored transformation device to Xing, entrusting it with the inheritance of aesthetics.

"Let go, Fang Jie!"

Xing was impatient and grabbed the transformation device to pry open Fang Jie's reluctant fingers, almost to the point of wanting it by mouth.

"Promise me you won't self-destruct."

Here's the thing: Fang Jie designed an armor-breaking mode for the armor, which means fighting bare-chested and hand-to-hand.

"Who would self-destruct?"

Xing readily agreed, snatched it away, and refined it in an instant!

Today's train journey was also a day of monsters and ghosts. The three newcomers were designing all sorts of 'clothes,' and it was only because Uncle Yang was on duty that things were going so well...

He can certainly offer more mature suggestions and ideas.

That's not necessarily a good thing. Inspiration often comes from youth. Look—March 7, that unorthodox archer, has become even more outstanding in melee combat.

Imagine I walk up to you fully armored and shoot you with maximum power. How would you respond?

The evil March 7th has a new idea!

Then, an even more sinister voice called out to Dan Heng, who had come over to take a look at the commotion: "Dan Heng, you've also recalled more memories from the previous timeline, haven't you? Come and see. I suggest you summarize them, write a pioneering log, and post images to pass it down to future generations..."

Shut up! What terrifying things are you talking about!

Xing, why are you just staring...?

By the time she realized what Fang Jie was saying, it was too late. How wicked Fang Jie was! The clever March 7th decisively delivered a flying elbow strike!

"Shut up! I don't want to write two diaries!"

"what?"

Xing also came to his senses, flew into a rage, and elbowed him.

So you're the only one acting as an activist, huh? You don't even have to write anything.

Seeing this, Dan Heng nodded thoughtfully.

"Makes sense."

Fang Jie also had something to say: this was a double experience point buff, something he'd never even had the chance to get!

……

……

At the headquarters of Destiny, which was also within the protective shield of the floating islands that had been hit by an explosive spell today, people came and went, and everyone's faces were filled with joy.

because--

Durandal has returned.

She voluntarily returned to the fleet she had just been dispatched to search for her, and went back to Destiny.

This news is very encouraging.

After a simple but satisfying meal, she rested for a while and then went for a run as usual to get her mind and body in top condition. Durandal then sat quietly in front of the Black Abyss White Flower and closed her eyes to meditate.

The Radiant Knight Moonsword was also undergoing intensive maintenance by the logistics department in order to provide her with more support.

In that intensity of combat, the Luna Armor was too fragile to provide Durandal with any defensive or offensive support.

However, its various modules still provide her with excellent mobility and a safety net.

If I get blasted into the air again...

Let's try to wake her up as quickly as possible.

Soon, the Moonlit Armor was repaired and new modules were added. Durandal needed to personally test the effects.

"I feel great, let's put it to the test in the next real battle."

Donning the Lunar Armor, letting the cold armor envelop her body, which was simply dressed in sports bras, Durandal looked delighted as she floated, her full figure providing support.

With thorough preparation and full recovery, then—

set off!

Amber, who handed it to Durandal, hesitated, her expression conflicted, before finally saying, "Lady Durandal, are you really going? You don't need to face an opponent you can't possibly defeat! Right now, both sides are at peace. You can use this time to continue growing stronger; we all believe you can become even stronger..."

"Peace, strength, and time."

Gazing in the direction of Oceania, Durandal could understand the feasibility of this plan. At present, Oceania hadn't sunk, there hadn't been any terrible casualties, just kangaroos…

This is harmless.

“I understand, Amber, but I can’t wait any longer. — Look, once the shield of destiny rises, Honkai fission bombs will come. This is not peace, nor is it time for charity. This is urging me on.”

Given Su's mysterious refusal to explain directly, Youlandel could roughly understand that Fang Jie was neither an enemy nor a non-enemy.

She's an honest person; if she believes it, she won't think much of it.

Since you're appearing as an enemy, just treat you as one. If there's anything else, please speak frankly and in a different way.

In any case, her sword, her shield, her spear—she herself would not allow herself to stop there.

If you want war, then let's fight. If we don't respond to something like a nuclear bomb being dropped every day... the pressure might spur growth, but it will also destroy people's spirits.

Durandal confronted her inner self and concluded that she had to fight; this was her will.

“Ms. Amber, the advice I received must not have come from His Holiness the Bishop, but from Rita’s suggestion. Thank you, please reply to Rita for me—wait for me.”

It transformed into a shooting star and burst through the gap in the dilapidated protective shield of the floating island.

Durandal spends a lot of time training every day, while combat only occupies a small portion of her time, but the former is for the sake of the latter.

Perhaps switching them out wouldn't be so bad?

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Chapter Seventy-Six: The Immortal Boat Gene Training Method

"How about we build a gym in the room?"

A busy yet fulfilling day; Fang Jie has grown once again.

So when night fell and Danheng started his night shift, Fang Jie, who had lost an arm wrestling match to March 7th and was now responsible for washing coffee cups, pondered this problem in front of everyone.

This is a very serious matter.

His physical abilities are not weak; he can easily backflip onto tall buildings, spin around on a horizontal bar with one hand to create a combat tornado, and even possesses the skill of spatial slashing, delivering a punch without making a sound.

But it also depends on who you compare it to. March 7th was someone who could take down the company's mechs with his bare hands after just a few days of training. His small hands were so strong that they couldn't hold on to him.

Needless to say, the Star Core Spirit was even worse; the Doomsday Beast was furious.

In contrast, Fang Jie seemed to have returned to his childhood, to the stage when boys were bullied by girls of the same age. A strong body can bring confidence and a firm will, but the fact that little girls could overpower you is a childhood trauma.

They seemed quite happy, and even encouraged him to keep exercising and persevere...

(--anger)!

Those mundane words, uttered from her pale pink lips, possessed a fairytale-like beauty that made them easy to listen to.

So I can't admit defeat; it's my competitive spirit.

Therefore, Fang Jie considered whether to add a gym to the empty room, which had only bare walls and a display case and an unadorned antique wooden bed.

He has already acquired the advanced version of "Beloberg Ancient Martial Arts," the "Immortal Boat Gene Training Method." If he doesn't want to rely on the amplification of destiny energy forever, he can definitely take his physical training to the next level.

This advanced training method is very simple and unpretentious. It goes without saying that the basic human body can generate the energy it needs on its own. It also emphasizes the idealistic idea that you should spend time exercising every day so that your body will not let you down.

Yes, it focuses more on cultivating the mind during exercise, which in turn motivates the body, which is quite reasonable.

Looking at various exercise methods, they seem simple and unpretentious at first glance: daily running, swimming, rope skipping, frog jumps, arm strength training, bent-over rows, sit-ups, squats, dodgeball training...

You can even jump back and forth repeatedly.

However, the equipment used for auxiliary training includes a gravity chamber, the kind that Saiyans use and rave about, which loads every cell in the body...

"Let's do it."

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Before Fang Jie could finish his work—after all, he needed to convert the 10,000 times gravity of 'Wait' into gym infrastructure, preferably a personal bracelet—he unexpectedly encountered some rare people in his room.

She's not a star core spirit who doesn't consider herself an outsider, nor is she a curious boy from March 7th.

It's King Kong.

Ling sneaked in, ignoring him as he was fiddling with the gravity ring, and surveyed Fang Jie's large room as if no one else was there, revealing a satisfied smile.

As the saying goes, a beautiful girl's smile has a magical power to infect others, and Ling made Fang Jie feel that it was presumptuous.

"What are you doing? This is my room!"

That look in his eyes was so "Give it to me" kind of smug.

The Bell Ringer tilted her head, glanced at the person sideways, and flashed her small white teeth: "Can't I use your room?"

"It works, but I'd rather you tinker with this place and do less in the guest rooms. But what exactly do you want to do?"

Fang Jie is incredibly tough.

He usually doesn't bother Ling; she can do whatever she wants. After all, this is a train, what can she possibly do?

I decided to walk over and give her a head pat to take advantage of her—it was an unfounded competitive spirit, but it was very important.

"Keep your distance from me, I'm covered in viruses right now."

Ling dodged away, refusing to let him touch her, and glared at him as a warning.

Fang Jie touched his nose nonchalantly to cover up his embarrassment: "Huh? You're still half asleep. When have you ever not been covered in viruses? I am too."

Ling's smile remained unchanged, but it was sinister and smug: "What I mean is, the Galaxy Virus."

"Hi~"

Fang Jie was filled with respect. Looking at her genuine expression, he silently took a half step back.

"How many?"

"I haven't recorded it yet; it's still being iterated over repeatedly."

The bell rang proudly, as if it had come here to show off.

"You've been hiding in your room all this time just collecting viruses online?"

Ah Ling has a pointed head and pink ears, she's so cute. She nodded and said, "I've traveled to many places and found many patient cases. As long as I find the corresponding description, I can find the corresponding virus in what you call 'destruction'."

"The recombination of different viruses can then lead to even more dangerous viruses."

"We need to find a place to raise them."

Destruction never heals itself; self-destruction is also a way of fulfilling one's destiny.

Compared to Fang Jie's less in-depth approach, which only explored the "self-destruction" aspect without much further development, Ling's progress can be described as "leaping forward at a great speed."

So she couldn't take it anymore and wanted to find a place to culture it in vitro?

"If you suddenly die one day, remember to let me know in advance, and I will inherit your estate."

Fang Jie admired her, so he simply grabbed her and led her into his destiny.

She can't mess with the room; Fang Jie has to manage the construction. She'll refresh the visitor list from time to time. There's a raccoon whose hands are faster than its brain, and a curious little March.

Let's stay here. He was also curious about what this collection of viruses was that made him feel unsafe in the Ling Shenghen Space and that he needed to find another place.

—Above the 'moon'.