Chapter 351 Fatal Devouring

Because of the protection of space energy, the night is not afraid of vacuum. The only thing worth worrying about is how to get out of here. There is already a shuttle in the prism space. If there is no accident, you may be able to keep up with the pace of Kunpeng after the devouring change is completed.

Kunpeng accelerated and rushed to the center of the vortex. Now the command of the ship is Wen Zhong, and also assisted by Fan Qingping and Xiong Meng. As for the next fate, not to mention personal ability, it depends more on luck.

After all, in the vast starry sky, they are all novices.

I saw Kunpeng leave, and the night transmitted his body into the prism. Since it can avoid unnecessary consumption, it can also avoid being discovered and shocking.

Swallowing for a moment, and this devouring gradually becomes terrible.

The original 30-meter hole is getting bigger and bigger, and the speed of devouring is getting faster and faster. Slowly, a huge black hole with a diameter of more than ten kilometers was formed, and it was constantly expanding. The magical whirlpool with a diameter of more than 10,000 kilometers, like boiling water, keeps falling to the center.

"The universe is so big that there are all odds!" The night stood in the prism space, staring at the larger and larger metal ball inhaled from the outside world, and muttered to himself. No matter who sees this scene, I'm afraid it won't be calm.

Should I do something during this period?

A teleportation of the night comes to the prism world, another space devours the entrance of energy. That place is the hiding place of Qingyue's consciousness. After the strange space is stripped from the four-square tripod, its core is combined with the clear moon to form a unique protection.

Originally, after several times of space energy consumption, this guardian film is getting less and less, but several interstellar transitions have made up for the consumption.

"Qingyue, I came to see you!"

The night stared at the golden ball and muttered to himself. Although he also knew that Qingyue had fallen into silence for self-guarding, he still hoped that a miracle would happen and hear that sweet response.

There are too many unsolved mysteries between him and her.

Are you really a memory replicator? The night is unwilling to admit it, but the message left by Qingyue is more logical and convincing than the negative in his heart.

Guardian? It's a little difficult to calm down in the dark night.

The devouring of the outside continues, and even the stirring of the space vortex is fierce. The filtered space energy pours into the prism world like a tide. The core of the Qingyue is like a silkworm cocoon, and the shell is getting thicker and more stable.

Today, he is tied into a cocoon, and he flies every day!

The Qingyue will eventually break the cocoon and turn into a butterfly. At that time, all the mysteries can be truly solved. But then the night frowned again, because he suddenly thought that he was still in his home, and this was just a virtual world.

Qingyue once told me to protect one thing in reality, but how to return to reality? According to the rules of the lost, once you enter the free zone, you can have the right to return to reality.

The prism on my forehead is a wonderful world, which is a great thing. Once it returns to reality, will this thing disappear? Thinking of possible situations, the heart of the night became entangled.

This situation is like many players who are obsessed with games. Once the glory and wealth in the game are lost, and when the reality is worthless, the strong discomfort.

No one can answer him, and everything depends on his own exploration.

Sit down cross-legged at night and try to calm down.

He didn't know, because he turned on devouring, which made the whole Qinglin Military Region boil.

......

For the Qinglin Military Region, this year or two is an eventful time. First, the trial project of the military region was attacked and destroyed, damaging two-thirds of the testers.

Then, the whole home changed, and everyone withdrew to reality. By the end of the space lock, the hostile Kuangsha Military Region had started a war.

The lost does not prohibit internal fighting, because human beings have evolved by infighting in the absence of external environmental oppression. A certain loss is allowed and a certain casualty ratio is allowed. The ultimate goal is to build a brave and good army.

However, the Qinglin Military Region is not good at the Starry Fleet. Their biggest advantage lies in the ground special forces and special operations. This is not only the reason why the Kuangsha Military Region launched a war, but also the reason why they are unscrupulous.

"Bastard, go and see what happened?"

At the top of the pyramid base of the Qinglin Star Demon Mountain, the five-star general is ordering loudly. In the past two years, he has burst out such a roar almost every three or five times.

Several confidential secretaries received the order and immediately contacted the troops stationed everywhere to inquire about the situation.

Can he not get angry? Outsiders thought that the whirlpool was a natural celestial body, but he knew it. For the development of the Qinglin Military Region, it took hundreds of years to inherit several generations of leaders to build such a metal mineral reserve, and now it is being swallowed up by unknown things.

That is the foundation of the Qinglin Military Region and the cornerstone of their development of the space fleet.

The artificial wormhole in the whirlpool leads to a secret mining area. After all the minerals are extracted, they are put into it for decomposition and storage, but now the wallet has been picked up. How can he accept this?

"Report!" A colonel appeared in the stereoscopic image.

"Tay!"

"The news came from Lieutenant General Herttor, who was stationed at the Open Star Gate, that they found a Kunpeng of unknown origin at the Star Gate, and it was preliminarily inferred that it was the one that left from the Qinglin Star Trial Ground. He once captured one of the other pilots, then designed to release him and followed him. But in the end, it was lost. According to the residual energy, the other party is likely to go to that whirlpool.

"This old fox has really caused me a lot of trouble!" Before the Admiral's anger subsided, he immediately took out the secret file with three blood-red S from the file.

With his permissions, it can already be opened.

Name: Night (No. FE0047)

Age: Unknown

Oin: West Zexing

Identity: Accidentally Joined Trial

Note: The portable marching recorder has been damaged and cannot view the record after the target is missing.

"Is this the person we trained?" The general was also shocked that they were able to drive the starship. He roared in the image, "Where is the assessment record? Call me the assessment record of FE0047."

Not long after, the feedback came: "Report, the target does not have any assessment record."

"What about the same group of testers as him?"

"Because this year's assessment has been cancelled, there is no assessment record!"

"What about their movements?"

"The movement is unknown!"

The general's anger came up again, but he then suppressed his anger and said, "Where are the bastards in charge of monitoring?"

"Report, the two objects responsible for target monitoring, in the time of returning to reality, received a new task and went to the plate survival zone, the cloud continent."

"Bastard, who gave this order?" Admiral Dao.

"It seems that you downloaded it in person!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible, I haven't signed such a document!" The general immediately brought out a pile of files and finally turned out an S-level file. Opening the document, he frowned more and more: "It's impossible. I definitely didn't sign this. Who secretly tamped with it? Check it for me!"

"Yes!"

"Hold on," the general called the colonel who was about to leave. "Tell the old fox Hertall to empty a second-class frigate, remove any marks, and then park near the wormhole in the center of the vortex. I will sign a document and stay on the ship. No one is allowed to ask where the ship is going."

"Yes!"

The confidential secretary was sent away, and the general meditated alone. Obviously, they have missed important talents. There are indeed a lot of high-tech things buried in the underground of the trial area. All the testers who can find and use them are basically useful talents.

If you can fly a starship and leave the planet, this kind of talent must be assessed as a special class, and will be the backbone of the Qinglin Military Region in the future. Trials and trials require not only individual soldiers with excellent personal qualities, wise men with outstanding abilities, and commanding talents. Even if it's just good luck, it's also a talent, because luck can't be seen or touched, but the energy that may eventually burst out is shocking.

Damn space lock, it's a big deal for them!

Obviously, the vortex change must be related to the experimenter's night. No matter what method he uses, he is an extremely terrible talent. Such a person must be retained at all costs.

It is useless to use force, so some tortuous routes must be taken.

To leave a high-end ship for him is a goodwill and an investment. The other party is really so excellent that he is bound to understand the intention of the military region. As long as he still has a certain affection for the military region, and as long as he is willing to communicate, there is still the possibility of retaining this person.

As a last resort, he doesn't want to destroy this person.

What's more, the other party used an unknown method to get rid of the most important mineral deposits belonging to the military region. As long as people come back, these things are naturally still the military region.

......

The night did not know that the changes caused by its devouring led to the vibration of the top floor of the military region. During the period of stirring the whirlpool, he thought about a lot of things, and naturally there was also the origin of the whirlpool.

As the volume of the metal ball in the prism world increases, he also doubts. This strange celestial body does not seem to be natural. If it's artificial, what will it be?

"Mineral? Inventory? Or some kind of refining method?" Thinking of this, the night was not calm. If this is the case, can Kunpeng leave safely? Where is the other end of the wormhole? Who is that guy who provides the position? Could it be a trap?

All kinds of doubts followed, which made him big for a while.

But at the moment, I can only take one step at a time. Of course, the first thing to do is to consider how to leave. In case the wormhole disappears and the shuttle into the prism world cannot operate normally, the consequences will be unimaginable. He will become a celestial body that will float forever in the universe. Ten thousand years, 100,000 years, millions of years will not be discovered. He can only end his life here.

At the thought of this, the cold sweat on the head of the night came down.

What about the shuttle? He quickly flashed and appeared near the shuttle.

"Damn it!" I cursed in the dark!

At that time, I was anxious and did not properly consider the location of the shuttle. I didn't expect that the metal particles sucked in were no worse than the power of the shell, and the shuttle had long been smashed to pieces.

It's over, it's dead!