FVN Chapter 169 "Can Missile Guidance Happen in Real Life?
Chapter 169 "Can Missile Guidance Happen in Real Life?
This was his self-created skill, which he called—
"BIG FLY"!
Meaning bold flying—so long as one has the guts, they can fly to the ends of the earth.
With one massive shot, a huge missile composed of twenty thousand bullets materialized in the air, and under his control, it hovered in front of him like a maglev train.
He jumped on it.
Grabbing a protruding part that could be gripped.
Then, with a thought, the missile shot forward at an alarming speed!
Was there any vehicle faster than his missile?
Except for not being very safe and not usable within the city, there basically wasn't much difference. Your next chapter is on empire
Soon—
He arrived at the next Deep Pit, marked "012." It wasn't until he reached the bottom that he saw the Rainbow Portal that should have been there was gone.
After visiting several Deep Pits in succession, he found no trace of the Rainbow Portal.
It wasn't until he came to Deep Pit "019" that he found the Rainbow Portal still there. But before he could get excited, he saw another door open at the bottom of the pit, and a little dwarf poked its head out mockingly at him, sneering.
"%¥".
Then quickly retracted the portal and shut the door without looking back.
Chen Miao's expressionless face stayed fixed on the closed door. Although he couldn't understand the meaning, through those two syllables, he subconsciously felt the other party must have said the word "clown."
And as the portal disappeared, the gravity of the Deep Pit returned to normal as well.
He didn't bother with the other Deep Pits. If nothing unexpected had occurred, the portals in other pits would have been removed by now. Without the constant influx of zombies, the ones outside were merely live targets—once eliminated, the recurring event of the Sea of Zombies would conclude.
He had saved the lives of tens of millions of people in Broken Pot City.
This deed, if publicized, would make him famous overnight.
But at that moment, he had absolutely no interest in such acclaim, his brow furrowed in deep thought. He wondered about the identity of those dwarfs. At first, he had assumed they were part of the High-Dimensional Civilization responsible for the transcendentalization of Blue Star.
After all, this world lay just beyond a mysterious artifact, so that line of thought didn't seem too far-fetched.
But he quickly realized that this was unlikely.
Firstly, the technological level of this world appeared no different from Blue Star's, showing no signs of a high-dimensional civilization. Secondly, if it really were such a civilization, there should have been myriad ways to keep the portal from falling into his hands.
The main point was...
The expression on the dwarf's face when it saw him was one of anger and defiance, not shock.
Was that kind of expression normal?
No, it wasn't.
A normal person, any normal person, would surely be shocked upon seeing an alien. Even if your face is expressionless, shouldn't your heart at least stir?
Unless... you already knew about extraterrestrial beings in this world and had not only seen them but also had numerous encounters with them.
In that case, shock would indeed be absent.
These dwarfs had encountered human beings.
He might have a rough guess as to what these dwarfs were—he felt they were also people from Blue Star, perhaps a civilization from deep within Blue Star's core.
If he were to fully exert himself, he estimated that he could clean up all the zombies in at most one hour.
Giant missiles at one second intervals, hitting wherever they were aimed.
For dealing with these minor creatures, there was no greater efficiency.
Yet, with no rewards and just burning through his Star Coins, he didn't have much interest in this kind of pure expenditure. No matter how cool the missile toss looked, he was throwing away Star Coins, which represented his hard-earned money.
Doctor Gou had already lost contact.
He couldn't reach him at all.
As for Zhang Liu, for reasons unknown, he couldn't be reached either, and was probably in a life-or-death situation. He really hoped Zhang wouldn't die; he quite liked this psychological doctor. Not only was he thoughtful, but most importantly, he had a special skill.
If he were to die in Broken Pot City...
He would feel somewhat guilty.
After all, it was he who had sent Zhang Liu to Broken Pot City. It was supposed to be a simple trip, but who could have expected such an event to occur?
At that moment, he suddenly remembered there was another doctor, the Black Doctor who had recently joined the Tomb Guardians, a doctor referred by Doctor Gou. He had neither the Black Doctor's contact as a friend nor his communication ID.
Even if the Black Doctor allowed contact from strangers, he would be unable to reach him.
But the Tomb Guardians had a faction chat channel.
Soon—
Through the chat channel, he was able to reach the Black Doctor, and only after learning that Doctor Gou was no longer in mortal danger did he breathe a sigh of relief. As long as the person wasn't dead, everything else was a minor issue. If he couldn't reach the Black Doctor either, it would have been really difficult.
Finding several people in such a large city still in chaos without any leads was almost as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.
...
"Little Sunflower Andrology Clinic."
Within Broken Pot City.
On the chaotic streets, Chen Miao walked straight to a clinic. Looking at this inconspicuous clinic situated among countless abandoned vehicles, he remarked with some emotion.
"It's really consistent, isn't it."
As Doctor Gou had mentioned, he had indeed opened an "andrology clinic" in Broken Pot City, continuing his family's lineage.
At that moment, the Black Doctor was already waiting for him at the door.
A young man.
This young man looked quite slim and tall, very handsome and beautiful, with a somewhat feminine charm. His features were extremely delicate, and he did not look like a doctor at all.
"Black Doctor?"
Chen Miao, leaning on his cane at the clinic doorway, raised his eyebrows and said, "Doctor Gou mentioned you have a gift for medicine and that your skills are very good."
This was their first meeting, and he was curious about this young man whom Doctor Gou had praised incessantly.
"Miao, you flatter me,"
The Black Doctor seemed a bit nervous, standing to the side of the door, slightly bowed respectfully, and said, "Doctor Gou has awakened and is inside. He was very excited to hear that you were coming and even tore his stitches. It looks like he'll need restitching soon."
"Hmm,"
Chen Miao hummed noncommittally with a smile and nodded. He didn't engage further in conversation and stepped into the clinic. The kid seemed quite decent, although a bit hard of hearing; it was Doctor Gou who praised you, so why did you say he was flattering?
As soon as he entered, he heard Doctor Gou's soft yet husky excited voice.
"I've realized it, I've finally realized it!!"