I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 688: Blooming in the dark
69, the fastest update I really don't want to be a savior!
Ding Hu was not the only one who complained at this time.
God knows how many pairs of eyes are secretly staring at the Flying Tigers at this time.
Seeing that Zheng Feng and his team went out, they poured blood and mold, and all over the place for a while.
They want to know how far Zheng Feng, who is improving day by day, can go in this empire-wide competition, and they want to know whether Zheng Feng, who is "delayed in development", has a chance to catch up or even surpass another historical figure—— Tang Tianxin.
Although more and more evidences are showing that Zheng Feng is extraordinary, as long as he doesn't stand up for a day to reveal his identity and show that he has regained his memory, things can't be considered settled.
Anyone is the same, the more you desire and the more you want, the easier it is to look ahead and worry about the future.
With the passage of time, more and more in Dongshan, Nevillen Gabriel, Mathilde, Gaius Julius, Charles Louis, Lu Xianfeng, Immanuel, etc. After many people walked out of the history books with no history, and took up important positions one after another and performed outstandingly, people's expectations for the sage Chen Feng have been infinitely raised to the point of inexhaustible.
Every big or small change that happens to Zheng Feng will arouse people's infinite reverie.
That's why the unfortunate encounter of the Flying Tigers caused an uproar in silence.
With the dazzling sparks flying in all directions, violent vibrations occurred one after another, and the pyramid ejection chamber carrying the Flying Tigers crashed into the wreckage of the ship.
At the same time, the Flying Tigers players received a prompt from the competition system.
"The ejection compartment has landed successfully, and the team members can take off the compartment and have free activities. I wish you good luck."
After the beep ends, the pyramid opens on its own like an unfolded stack of paper.
Zheng Feng, who was covered in basic training armor, and his younger brothers looked at each other, and then turned to look at the ancient wreckage beside him, who was slammed into a V-shape by the middle, and was not even qualified to be thrown into the garbage. , there is a groove in my heart that is hard to spit.
Success!
If hitting the landing site to pieces can count as a success, then there is no such thing as a failed landing in this world!
Also, what the **** is this resource point?
Where is this monstrous shipwreck full of antique flavors?
"Captain, can we find usable resources from this pile of junk?"
Edgar Julian said with a wry face.
Zheng Feng's mood is also very bad, "I will only know after I try."
The Flying Tigers are the most talented in the field of mechanical structure. Punkter, the material production management captain responsible for equipment maintenance and logistics, scratched his hair, "Captain, I recognize the wreck of a ship."
"Just say what."
"This is the bridge section of the Type 7 Snowflake battleship produced by Austin Starfield between 2620 and 2650. There should be some transmissions in it, and maybe some hinges made of stacked protein organic materials that were very popular at the time, and Some very old semi-autonomous robots, and some nuclear fusion bio-battery modules that must have run out of energy.”
Zheng Feng: "That's really a great antique."
"So we have to give up here decisively and use the batteries in our training armor to rush over there? The energy reserve should be just enough."
Mata Nicklaus proposes a proposal.
Her finger pointed to the first resource point staggered more than 30 million kilometers away.
Zheng Feng shook his head, "Based on the basic training armor's performance, it will be at least two hours before we get there. At that time, others have already replaced their guns with guns to wait for work, but we are still in this training armor, which consumes energy. I got seven, seven, eight, eight, so I can't fight."
Mata: "That's all I can do about this antique."
"Yes."
Zheng Feng nodded.
After he finished speaking, he looked at the pile of junk with a bit of melancholy, his eyes wandering, and his mind was buzzing.
It's hard to cook without rice.
"Unfortunate. Damn it! Fake!"
Edgar stomps his feet angrily.
He was counting on a good start in this game and letting his classmates who once looked down on him know that Edgar Julian is not what he used to be.
As a result, who would have thought that he would start a pit and fail to rise.
Mr. Morrison followed up decisively, but angrily pointed at Zheng Feng, "It's all the captain's fault! The timing of jumping off the boat was too bad, one second earlier and one second later is fine!"
Boom.
Morrison was smashed on the forehead by a fist suddenly handed to him, and flew away in a whirl.
The one who punched him was the taciturn Qin Wu, "Attention, this is the battlefield, and any comments you have should be put outside the battlefield. Here, the captain has the final say."
Morrisson flew back from a distance and glanced at Edgar, covering his face aggrieved, hoping that Big Brother could speak for him.
But Edgar glanced at Zheng Feng, who was giving other people a mission, and only shook his lips and said nothing.
"Mata, turn on your holographic scanner at maximum power. I need a full 3D model of this wreck."
"Good."
"Punkter, you and Li Qingqing walk along this straight line together. After reaching 30 meters, turn around and try to collect some complete wreckage fragments, and then analyze the material. Li Qingqing, you put the biodetector's The power is on to 70. Although we are just an island here, there should be no space creatures in theory, but it is always right to be careful."
……
One after another order was issued in an orderly manner, and the Flying Tigers team members went to different areas and did different jobs according to Zheng Feng's instructions.
Jane Rowland asked, "Captain, what about us?"
After speaking, she also pointed to the people who were standing by.
Zheng Feng looked up at the tiny light spot that represented the first resource point in the distance, "Recharge your energy, reduce consumption, and conserve energy."
Thirty seconds later, Mata sent a holographic 3D model to Zheng Feng and everyone in the logistics team.
The modeling provided by Mata is very meticulous, and the accuracy of the details has reached the picometer level, and the microscopic structure inside the nucleus is also expressed.
Punkter, who was on a field trip with Li Qingqing in front, first looked at the hologram and said, "Captain, I... I don't recognize these devices. It's too old, and I haven't learned such detailed knowledge of ancient materials. "
I don't know anything about the material, so it's impossible to analyze how it works.
Zheng Feng frowned.
In the database of Mastermind Fanxing, there must be files, but everyone is now in the special operations arena, and there are also restrictions on communication and information support.
Since Punkett complained, he must have tried to check the information, but he couldn't find it.
He didn't blame Punkett.
I think the situation faced by other teams is very similar.
The venue is fair and unfamiliar to everyone, requiring individuals to use their own brains.
"Alas, the situation is too unfavorable. If it is a resource point with abundant supplies, the Flying Tigers can have more trial and error, and naturally can quickly grasp the available resources in the wreckage. But now it is only a few hundred meters of debris. I can make a fuss, I have few choices, and the portion is smaller, I can't do anything at all."
Ding Hu, who was following the Flying Tigers' movements throughout the entire process, was more distressed than everyone else inside.
A dozen pairs of eyes stared straight at Zheng Feng on the wreckage, and everyone wanted to know what he was going to do next.
Zheng Feng didn't say anything, he just stared at the 3D modeling in front of him, constantly zooming in and out, retrieving every detail of the modeling of the wreckage fragments, and then looking at those that even Punkt didn't know. atomic structure.
The expression on his face changed instantly.
Firstly bewilderment, then stunned, and finally only shock and disbelief.
A few minutes later, Zheng Feng slowly raised his head and looked around, "You may not believe it, but I recognize this antique."
Punkt: "Captain, I know it too, but it's useless."
Zheng Feng: "I'm different from you. I can't tell why. Anyway, I know how the Type 7 Snowflake is built, what technologies are used, and what physical and chemical properties of all the materials inside. Give me an hour. , I can even design a complete snowflake from scratch."
"Ha!"
"Huh?"
The team members were stunned.
Mata was suspicious: "Captain, have you learned ancient knowledge before?"
"If I did, I wouldn't be so puzzled. But I don't, but I just understand. Forget it. I've got a plan."
Zheng Feng's fingers quickly connected points on the 3D modeling, "Let's go here along this route first."
Li Qingqing: "Where is this?"
"There should be a liquid bio-medium reservoir here. If all goes as I expect, there will be some small anaerobic space life out there."
Zheng Feng snapped again and shared the information he just compiled with his brain to everyone.
In front of everyone's eyes is a long list of instructions.
"The size of the organism should be micron-scale, with a certain aggressiveness, and can secrete tissue fluid. When different energy is injected into the tissue fluid, it will show different properties such as corrosiveness, self-hardening, and alloy characteristics."
"The number of this creature will be very large. It communicates internally through quantum entanglement microwaves. It has a shallow individual consciousness, and at the same time, it can aggregate a relatively complete group consciousness."
This is the professional field of Li Qingqing, a biological expert.
She said in amazement: "I remember that the Austin Starfield and dozens of nearby starfields used semi-biological planting battleship technology on a large scale in the 27th century. In the final battleship shape, that is, the details in the usual sense. In the decoration work, many different types of mutant space insects were used.”
Zheng Feng nodded, "Yes."
"But Captain, how do you know that we have this wreckage, and it's still there? In addition, as far as I know, the engineers at that time needed to turn on high-power jammers outside to constantly cover the group consciousness of the insect colony, Only then can we control the mutant space insects to act according to the orders of human beings.”
Zheng Feng spread his hands, "Because I know that I want to build this bridge, and it is from this position. At the same time, there is a frozen storage warehouse in the finished bridge. If the ship is seriously damaged, engineers can Activate the insects in the reserve in the shortest time for quick repair. Based on the shape of the wreckage, I can tell that the reserve is not badly damaged. Also, these space insects are extremely survivable and can capture free particles and even Draw tiny amounts of energy from gravity. Hundreds of years have passed, and I think they've multiplied to a considerable number."
"Are we going to exterminate these insects?" Li Qingqing asked.
Zheng Feng shook his head decisively, "No, I want to subdue them and make them our productivity. From now on, everyone will have one minute to prepare. Carefully read the combat rules I made, and adjust the performance parameters of the training armor in advance. Preset the energy distribution mechanism and recheck the armor seal index..."
In a minute.
Zheng Feng checked the equipment of all members through the team interface.
All weapons have been replaced with wide-range high-energy particle injectors, and the armor parameters have also been adjusted to a mechanism that combines a gelatinous energy layer with a strong anti-corrosion physical gel.
After dozens of seconds, the group carefully crossed the distance of more than 200 meters and appeared on the upper floor of the point pointed by Zheng Feng.
The metal structure in this area is more shattered than elsewhere.
The broken walls are intertwined.
A massive cloud of rusted metal shards floats.
This is clearly not normal.
Drip drip.
Li Qingqing's biometric detector sounds an alarm.
Others receive messages simultaneously.
"Microscopic termites: with an average body length of 15~18 microns, they can decompose metals, absorb and store free high-energy electrons, and convert them into energy reserves. They act in groups and are highly aggressive to organic life, without intelligence. It belongs to the biomechanical category.”
Li Qingqing swallowed, "Captain, your judgment is absolutely correct, but how do we control these microscopic termites?"
Zheng Feng: "Go in first, find the queen ant, and then you will distribute the energy to me, and I will complete the programming of the control code, and then broadcast it."
"You too will this captain? Do you know the code?"
Jane Roland, the best programmer in the team, is surprised.
"I know some, but I need you to give me the details."
"Well, I'm not very confident."
"Have to try, if we don't do anything, we will lose. At least one more chance to come back if we try. Right?"
"Yes."
Zheng Feng cleared his throat and began to give orders in words.
"The first line of teams followed me and moved forward in a fan formation at a speed of 33 meters per second."
"The two reserve teams took cover from the flanks and moved forward at a speed of 3 meters per second."
"The proportion of weapon automation attacks for all combat members has been reduced to 90. Microscopic termites may mislead our detectors ~IndoMTL.com~ Need to manually correct aiming."
"The intelligence team adjusted the frequency of the electromagnetic radar to extremely high frequency, turned on the gravitational wave radar, and built a holographic local projection."
"Punkter, take two people to open the shock light pressure impactor and blow away the metal mist and dust along our way."
The Flying Tigers begin to move forward continuously.
A few seconds later, a black shadow flew out from behind the shield of a metal plate in front.
The next second, Zheng Feng and other first-order combat members turned their guns at the same time.
The hole of the particle injector is like a flamethrower, and a huge stream of blue particles is sprayed out in an instant, and it is bombarding this black shadow.
The shadows burst into flames like stardust.
In the next instant, another black shadow rushed from directly below.
At this time, the weapons of the first-order combat members were still being recharged. This time, the particle stream ejected diagonally from the reserve team on the right blocked the shadow, but a small number of indistinguishable individuals fell on the crowd.
The gelatinous energy in the outer layer of the training armor starts to operate, strangling all the fish that slip through the net.
Zheng Feng's judgments are all correct.
……
Outside, the Sage Planning Committee, which has regained some vitality, sees everything.
Imanuel has started to read Zheng Feng's study file from start to finish.
"Too unreasonable. He obviously never learned the antique knowledge of the Snowflake battleship, how did he know it?"
Dong Shan: "But the sage learned it in the previous timeline."
Emmanuel: "So Zheng Feng is using the knowledge of the sage's previous life? It just corresponds to the wreck of this antique warship?"
Dong Shan: "A high probability event. After all, from the perspective of the time and technology line, the technology level of mankind in the 27th century this time is highly similar to that of the sages when they were most active in the previous time line. ."