The surface of donkey dung is smooth.
This broken chair looks so pretentious, Ji Jue thought it must be sothing fancy.
However, not only does it have no ergonomic design, but it also refuses to add a cushion. No wonder that ghostly figure from before seed to always be in a bad mood, glaring at people.
Probably because his butt hurts, or he has hemorrhoids, right?
Smack!
Just as Ji Jue was lost in his thoughts, he saw that the spiritual crystals scattered on the ground were fading away quickly, becoming transparent like phantoms, and disappearing into thin air.
He didn't even have ti to stop it.
Not only the chair beneath his butt but also the Valhalla statues sealed with blood-colored tal quickly turned into empty shells.
The contents, gone without a trace!
"Wait, where are my materials?"
Ji Jue was furious and looked around.
Imagine spending a lot of money on items, finally defeating the boss, and ready to count the loot and gains.
But then, in a snap, all the good materials and gems just disappeared.
This ga is totally screwed!
However, what disappeared wasn't just the remains of the invaders; even the scars and wreckage within the workshop, and even the spiritual substance consud by Ji Jue... Everything seed like ti had reversed, rapidly restoring. In the end, it felt like nothing happened at all.
Leaving Ji Jue looking around, bewildered.
Suddenly, everything in front of him started to beco illusionary.
"What the...?"
It was as if he had suddenly fallen into the universe, endless darkness, with only Ji Jue represented as a shining dot, and so faint lights in the distance.
At this mont, those other blurred figures also started looking around.
Unfortunately, aside from the glows, everything else was indistinguishable.
83 lights!
In a flash, Ji Jue had counted all the points of light. If he guessed correctly, they should be the remaining examinees.
Including himself, 84 people.
Then, the scene changed with a stream of light in his face, switching to a third-person view.
From the pouring black rain, the contours of the corrupted armor appeared, with full power on, advancing!
It was a record from other simulations.
Ji Jue was excited at the sight, slapped his thigh, and leaned closer. "Let's see who's the unlucky guy?"
Then, he saw the field around the observation station filled with countless intersecting spiritual prisms, forming a central reconstituted, seamless, jade-like massive workshop.
This familiar vibe...
"Gosh, it's old Lou!"
Though he was sowhat annoyed and amused by Lou Feng's attack, witnessing this scene made Ji Jue burst into laughter.
Watching as the overloaded armor stord through, breaking the outer defenses at top speed, and crashing into the workshop, he was thrilled.
"Oh dear, Lou Feng is still inexperienced, a bit green."
Ji Jue pointed out that if he were Lou Feng, he would place directional mines or Fla Elent Explosives here, or even install a spiritual cannon behind the door to give the intruder a surprise.
Unfortunately, restricted by common sense, the opened door was too ideal, kicking it open didn't quite et expectations.
And the biggest problem was...
Such a large base without self-destruct chanisms or systems?! Isn't it a waste of such a big workshop? It's like eating hotpot in Shuzhou without the red soup!
There were so defensive facilities and counteract sequences along the way, but encountering the thick-skinned, heavily ard corrupted armor was useless.
A simple and robust attack and defense, straightforward aggression.
Using the repulsion field for damage or defense when necessary.
Those semi-transparent spiritual servants and nurous Crystal Guards were not even worthy opponents, instantly bypassing them, completely ignoring other traces.
The mirror was just a mirror, unable to perfectly replicate the original, the consciousness couldn't keep up, rely a standard reproduction.
Not only would the operation suddenly beco annoying, but even while spectating Ji Jue would feel his blood pressure surging.
The smile gradually disappeared.
He wanted to drag out the mirror and choke it, asking:
What the heck are you thinking?
Lou Feng had clearly modified the workshop's interior with a high-concentration spiritual environnt for erosion and interference. How could soone still blindly charge forward?
The two sets of auxiliary engines, even triggering one set, would be enough to temporarily disperse the conduction delay caused by spiritual erosion.
So obvious a trap, can't you see?!
He's teasing you!
BOOM!!!
When the Crystal Giant suddenly changed, dissolved, reconstituted, grabbing the armor and stalling it, then condensing again, sealing the corrupted arm and body's movent...
A ray of light broke through the wall, flashed past!
In the workshop, sweating profusely, Lou Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly lowering his aching palm.
That tiny, seemingly threatless spiritual jet had pierced through the gaps in the armor, made several turns internally, and penetrated the control cabin!
Blood seeped out, the armor fell silent.
Counter kill!
Like a needle that killed a giant.
The shape and power were not important, the key was how to aptly use that sliver of strength to achieve the goal.
"Tsk..."
Ji Jue sighed softly, "Still hiding this trick, huh?"
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