Chapter 586 The Heart of the Hometown

"Agreed, I thought I would refuse, but the main body has to let go of the will of the universe." 'He Wu' Qin Muye was a little surprised. As an avatar, he naturally wouldn't care what the main body wanted to do, but it was true that the main body had to let go of the will of the universe. It was beyond his expectations.

   Originally, he thought that the main body would be imprisoned until the day before the plan was completed.

   But if you think about it carefully, this is really unrealistic. The plan of the ontology requires the cooperation of the will of the universe. It really has to wait until the last day, not to mention that it may be suspected of causing an accident, and the will of the universe cannot be restored in such a hurry.

Because when there is no doubt about the will of the universe, there is only one enemy of his, and that is the dead world, and the dead world cannot directly interfere, so it is unlikely to be so anxious. , so I don't know how long it will take to come and go.

   So it is better to let the will of the universe go back and prepare in advance.

   "It's also a good thing that the will of the universe is gone. I won't have any problems when I blow up the hometown ship later. At most, it will cause some stressful behaviors in the dead world, and I can provide a little more data.

And his original task, as coordinates and data collection, has ended. The data has been collected on the body, so the coordinates are not needed. The entire dead world has already been grasped by the body. What are the coordinates for.

  Before the need for coordinates was because the data was incomplete and needed to be coordinated, but now all the data and intelligence have fallen into the hands of the main body, what coordinates are needed.

To put it simply, the entire Dead Realm has already fallen into Qin Muye's hands. The Dead Realm is too rigid and the rules are not complete. If the body can't be fixed, how can it be made into a treasure and then into a territorial trait? ?

   The understanding of the dead world is one that must be very familiar, even more familiar than the dead world itself.

   "Forget about the main body, blow up the hometown, blow up the hometown!!" He felt a rare excitement. He had been suffocating for a long time in this hometown, and he had long wanted to send the hometown on the road.

   He had this idea since the last time Dead World used his emotions as a digestion tablet, but at that time there was a task on him, so he really couldn't do it, otherwise how could it be dragged to the present with his character.

"The node is a good thing, and we have to make sure to blow up the whole hometown ship, and even send everyone to rest in peace." He is a good person. There is no problem at all, but Qin Muye is having a bad time, so he can only help them out.

He took out the design drawing of the entire spaceship. This thing was made by him. It should be the original drawing left by the Alliance of All Things. Qin Muye found it from a treasure house in the hometown. It should have been an 8th-order superhuman. The treasure house used was only decomposed with the 8th order, and this thing was also forgotten.

   After all, the high-level people are actually dead. The 8th and 7th levels are considered high-level, plus the distortion of common sense, which has caused everyone to forget about it.

   "It's a bit bad, what do you think of this thing?"

   Qin Muye frowned. The entire Hometown ship was rotten, not to mention these items, so it was normal for the design to rot.

   If many parts are incomplete, forget it, most of the remaining areas are still blurry, and Qin Muye has a headache for a while.

   "Miscalculation, I didn't expect this to happen." Without the corresponding design drawings, there is no way to find areas like load-bearing walls for blasting.

   You can't just find a place to blast it.

   "If you really can't do it, go to the energy area and blow yourself up. You can't do it. The energy area can have a fart, and it is estimated that it is almost rotten now."

  The other areas are rotten and rotten, and this energy area must be the same. I didn’t see the power rotted into scrap iron, let alone these energy sources.

   "That is to say, after a long walk, I can only find a way to be ruthless?"

   Qin Muye pondered about this matter. As for his own calculations, he was too lazy to calculate these data. He might as well calculate how to make his explosion more powerful.

  Since there is no way to change the environment, then Qin Muye can change himself. This is called man conquering heaven.

   "Why don't you wait until the decomposing place is decomposed before blowing up? According to the data, it seems that it is only a matter of these days. Anyway, if you are idle, you will be idle."

   "The blasting location should be in the underground central area of ​​the Hometown, and it will be exposed to rain and dew when it explodes."

   "In this way, the aborigines I sent on the road won't scold me for not serving even a bowl of water."

   In order to take into account the emotions of all the aborigines, Qin Muye made great sacrifices.

   "It's just that the IQ has dropped a bit recently. These aboriginal people are about to become imbecile. This kind of behavior of exhausting the pond and fishing is not acceptable." Qin Muye was heartbroken.

   Recently, because of the indigestion of the dead world, he has been squeezing these aborigines. It is a loss that the body has added some protection to him during maintenance, otherwise he will also have his IQ lowered.

  Because of too much pressure, the average IQ of the aborigines is less than 5 years old. Thanks to the fact that it is now all a group of bones and all the equipment of the hometown is scrapped, otherwise, the whole hometown will have fun watching.

   If you really want to have fun watching Qin Muye, he won't blow up the Hometown number, but unfortunately he doesn't.

  Although the average IQ is low, they are honest. Maybe they have been squeezed too much, so they have no idea at all. Anyway, they are dumbfounded.

   So this was too boring, so Qin Muye thought about doing it.

   "The underground center of the Advanced Hometown, I remember it seems to be the area where the rescue capsule is stored."

   "I don't understand why the rescue capsule is placed in such a hidden place, and there are various procedures in the middle to get in."

   "Is this really a rescue capsule and not some kind of treasure?"

   After Qin Muye came to the rescue cabin storage room, he realized that he was still small.

   "This is called a rescue capsule? Isn't this thing supposed to be called an interstellar battleship or a spaceship???" Qin Muye looked at the huge 'rescue capsule' and was full of complaints for a while.

   "No wonder it is placed here for the exclusive use of high-level people, and it should not be hidden."

   It looks like this, how could Qin Muye not see it, this thing was used by the 8th rank for running after the hometown ship went wrong, and a battleship corresponds to a 8th rank.

  There are a lot of resources and extremely high equipment in each battleship, which can ensure that each Tier 8 can survive alone in the universe for thousands of years.

  Unfortunately, under decay, everything is useless.

  The resources are rotten, the battleship is unusable and turned into a pile of iron lumps. If you pull it out and sell it, you may be able to give some more money.

   "The way back is to stay, but the people are gone. It's a pity."

   Qin Muye said that such a tragic situation of people who are still without money can't help but bring tears to the eyes.

   It would be fine if it was used, but not only was it useless, but Qin Muye's eyes were opened by the fact that he had folded himself in.

   "Probably this is the position. Now you need to build up your strength." Qin Muye found a suitable position and sat down.

  These battleships don't affect his self-destruction, they are already rotten like iron sheets, can they still stop him?

   "After accumulating power and then blasting, the power can be increased by about 20%."

Twenty percent is already very high. He is just an incarnation, and it is not the body that can rely on all kinds of strange things to superimpose casually. The ability he has is only the ability of the book of sages and shadows, and at most a little knowledge , so a 20% increase in power is enough.

   It’s not possible to do a dozen or twenty times the damage, because he simply doesn’t have that much energy to use.

   What's more, in such a harsh environment, if you really have that ability, you won't use it to fry it here, and you won't fry it anywhere.

   "It's done, now all that's left is to get to the ground. The decomposition area of ​​the dead world is not far from here, but do you want to blast it at the entrance of the decomposition area or wait to go in to blast it?"

   "If you wait to get in, will it be too late? It's better to bomb it at the door. Not only will it blow up the decomposition area, but it is estimated that other areas will be bombed together."

   "If this is a little bit more ruthless, maybe it will spread to the small half of the dead world."

   As for the stress of the dead world, it is none of his business. The main body probably wants to see what the stress of the dead world is like.

   (end of this chapter)