This is practically divine help, allowing him to minimize the impact of his actions afterward.
Chen Ming thus took the opportunity to retreat to a small smoking corner on the other side of the corridor.
He lit a cigarette out of those he picked up while controlling soone else’s spaceship on the planet, intending to pretend to be soone just there for a smoke.
However, an unexpected incident happened to Chen Ming once again.
He had never smoked before, and initially thought smoking in a simulation wouldn’t be an issue.
But as soon as he inhaled the first puff into his lungs, the heavy smoke and the burning sensation in his lungs made Chen Ming cough violently.
When Cheng Xinghai appeared in the corridor, she imdiately noticed the person coughing violently in the corner ahead.
But she rely frowned, paid no attention to the person’s appearance with his back turned towards her, and continued walking towards the restroom.
Cheng Xinghai stood in front of the mirror, took out the terminal, quickly snapped an Identity Card that popped out of it, and swiftly inserted another card into the terminal in her hand.
Then she removed her makeup, undid the hair band on her head, revealing her original appearance, and imdiately put on a mask.
At the sa ti, she lightly tugged at her shoulder, removing her sowhat heavy outer garnts, leaving her in a more lightweight, activity-friendly sports outfit.
Cheng Xinghai’s actions were extrely swift, taking only a dozen seconds in total.
After confirming everything was fine, Cheng Xinghai casually tossed the clothes onto a sink in a cubicle and turned to leave the restroom, heading for another passenger cabin.
She seed to intend to switch to a new identity directly on the spaceship, to avoid being tracked once they landed.
However, just as she turned around, the mont she left the mirror.
She suddenly noticed that the light from the passenger cabin behind her had dimd a bit.
Cheng Xinghai instantly turned her head, discovering that the small window on the door she just passed was shrouded in a veil-like texture, completely obscuring the view to the other side.
Moreover, the isolation door itself seed to have thickened significantly, and even the wall seed to have beco sowhat bloated.
Similar changes had occurred on the door Cheng Xinghai was about to pass through in the front.
There was only one other person in the corridor besides her at this mont.
Cheng Xinghai cautiously looked at the coughing person in the corner.
Her body tensed, ready to spring into action at any mont.
This was indeed sothing Chen Ming did.
He severed this room’s connection with others, temporarily turning the corridor into a closed-off space.
No sound would travel out, and people outside wouldn’t be able to open the door. A few minutes of malfunction wouldn’t have a significant impact.
Chen Ming, while still coughing, raised the Electromagnetic Steel Needle Gun, aid at Cheng Xinghai, and said, "Cough... cough, you... cough... good."
At this mont, upon clearly seeing Chen Ming’s appearance, Cheng Xinghai imdiately recalled the earlier situation where Chen Ming’s spaceship made a jump in Superspace, instantly understanding how Chen Ming had arrived.
Cheng Xinghai raised her hands, slowly pressing against the wall of the corridor, and said, "You’ve never smoked before?"
"No... cough..."
Chen Ming, while coughing, adjusted the direction of his gun, and after a long pause, finally eased off the lung pain from smoking.
"Are you surrendering or..."
Before Chen Ming finished speaking, Cheng Xinghai finally reached the side of the wall at this mont.
Her slender leg kicked against the wall, exploding with a terrifying speed down the corridor that was alarming to Chen Ming’s physical abilities.
Chen Ming hadn’t even had the ti to control the tal liquid leaking from the ship’s body to constrain Cheng Xinghai; she was already darting and swerving through the narrow corridor, lunging at Chen Ming.
"Holy crap!"
Is Cheng Xinghai’s physical ability even human?
Chen Ming retreated while continuously pulling the trigger, but Cheng Xinghai often reacted just before Chen Ming fired.
Often, before Chen Ming’s finger fully pressed the trigger, her body would tilt slightly, easily dodging several rapidly flying steel needles, and rush up to Chen Ming, slapping the gun out of his hand.
At the sa ti, a punch with a whistling sound swung towards Chen Ming’s face.
Chen Ming’s Thought Speed was indeed able to keep up with Cheng Xinghai’s movents, but his body couldn’t react.
The Spiritual Energy to enhance physical abilities ca from the Insect Queen, while the simulation definitely wouldn’t have any dummy bodies.
This seemingly delicate fist could definitely give him a concussion with one hit.
However, considering that Chen Ming’s dummy body had the sa physical ability as Chen Ming, Chen Ming himself carried tools weighing over a dozen pounds and did regular exercise.
Although not as intense as military exercises, Chen Ming’s physical fitness was certainly above that of most ordinary people.
He wouldn’t be unable to withstand a single encounter.
Thus, Chen Ming could still perform the fastest action he could at this mont.
Which was to crouch down while clutching his head and roll backward without a second thought.
Cheng Xinghai might not look tall, and her body didn’t visibly have muscles, but her physical ability was a grade higher than Chen Ming’s, making a head-on fight impossible. He had to resort to other tactics.
Chen Ming retreated to avoid the attack, but Cheng Xinghai relentlessly continued stepping forward, flexibly twisting her body.
That body which just exploded with terrifying speed now drove her seemingly slender but powerfully impacting whip-like leg to strike towards Chen Ming’s neck as he half crouched on the ground.
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