Survival on the Star Sea: Starting from a small broken ship and becoming stronger

Chapter 70 It’s really troublesome. . . (+1 update, there will be more soon)

First, take out a shuttle from the auxiliary backpack and place it in the designated location.

While waiting for the shuttle to load into orbit, Zhao Fengfan looked at his remaining mental power.

【14.85/41.00】

"Tsk...it's a bit small, but there's nothing I can do about it."

Fortunately, half of the thousand-ton telekinesis has not been used up, so self-protection will definitely be no problem.

The only thing I'm afraid of going wrong is the control of telekinesis.

Since I got this telekinesis power, I haven't used it for more than 1 day now.

And always use the lowest output power. . .

1 ton.

It suddenly became a thousand-ton output, which was really uncomfortable.

The specific manifestation is that if the maximum output is not used, the power of telekinesis will become extremely unstable, and the power will sometimes increase and sometimes decrease.

In this state, doing some violent work is okay.

Once delicate operations are required, such as telekinesis flying blades. . .

Better yet, it might turn into a bad telekinesis bundle.

If you are not careful, you may even hurt yourself.

"Sigh... It seems that increasing the strength too much is not all good. The right way is to use it step by step to become stronger."

While he was talking to himself, he suddenly found that the shuttle was suspended in the air for some reason, and then stopped moving.

"What's wrong? It's stuck? We were waiting for the shuttle just now, and now we're waiting for the loader. The person is dead, and the equipment is also on strike, right?"

While vomiting, Zhao Feng ran to the console on the side with his head full of black lines, and followed the system prompts to manually select the loading job.

But the robot arm that grabbed the shuttle did not execute the program.

The console is even worse. I clicked on it for a long time and still can’t get a prompt.

‘Yes, yes, it’s all up to the uncle, I can do it myself! ? ’

In desperation, he could only try to use his mind power to slowly push the shuttle.

Attach it to the ejector as shown on the console.

Zhao Feng's operation was extremely careful and slow. . .

20 minutes later.

After using a shuttle to smash up an acceleration track, using telekinesis to break two fixing bolts, and accidentally hammering away four robotic arms.

Finally, finally!

The shuttle was successfully hung on the catapult on the accelerating orbit.

After completing the most important step, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief and glanced at the group of corpses that seemed to be attracted by the movement here and kept climbing over the wall, falling into half-broken bodies.

Regarding their persistence, Zhao Feng shook his head helplessly, turned around and ran straight to the link warehouse on the side.

As passengers entered, the shuttle door slowly closed.

"Dip, welcome to this flight, dear B-level researcher, our destination is the B3 level ruins."

"Starting local self-test...Self-test in progress"

"Hull tightness test... 100%"

"The integrity of the surface anti-radiation layer...100%"

"Integrity of the insulation sandwich...100%"

"Hazardous gas index...0%"

"Life support system...online"

"Navigation system...online"

"Current available energy 3.4%"

"Self-check completed, the energy is not enough to complete this voyage, and it needs to be recharged for 10 minutes."

Staring at the self-checking system, Zhao Feng nodded with satisfaction.

‘It’s okay, as long as there’s electricity, it won’t be a big deal. ’

At this moment, a series of "dong dong dong" muffled sounds suddenly came from the distance.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of slight vibrations along with the muffled sound.

Frowning, Zhao Feng unfastened his half-fastened seat belt, stood up and walked to the observation window on the side to look at the situation inside the airport.

I saw that somehow, the airport was already full of zombies.

The roof of the hangar, the apron, and the main building were all filled with zombies of all kinds, and they were all rushing toward him.

And the place in the distance where the strange sound just came out.

There is a giant zombie, one hundred meters tall, slowly walking towards this side.

Its face was distorted and its eyes were red, staring directly at the shuttle where Zhao Feng was.

Instead of looking at each other from afar, Zhao Feng could feel an extremely greedy desire locking him in even though he was separated from the shuttle.

'what happened? How could it sense it. . . ’

Thinking of this, he quickly felt his whole body, and then he couldn't help being slightly startled.

Mind shield. . . I don't know when it disappeared.

‘This is impossible, there is absolutely no way I can turn off such an important ability. ’

Lowering his head and closing his eyes to block irrelevant perceptions, Zhao Feng allowed his brain to operate at a faster speed.

With the addition of the seventh sense of time, time no longer seems to be a fixed constant.

The memories in his mind were like a slideshow, each one flashing fast and sometimes slowly in Zhao Feng's consciousness.

‘What did you just do? ’

He watched the scenes in his consciousness with doubts, and at a certain moment he found the problem.

The problem occurred when he activated the thousand-ton telekinesis power.

Under the impact of the powerful force, he lost his subtle control over his telekinesis.

The close-fitting mental shield automatically broke at that moment.

Because the power of thought was originally one body, it naturally broke and merged, so he didn't notice anything strange.

Coupled with the huge benefits that suddenly arrived, and the terrifying strength.

It made Zhao Feng's mind agitated, and his perception ignored those little details.

This explains why the scene before us happened.

The delicious smell of flesh and blood overflows as the "shell" breaks.

Spread rapidly over time.

Just like sharks can smell blood miles away in the sea, zombies have similar strange abilities.

And Zhao Feng was exposed for more than 20 minutes.

It can be said that almost half of the zombies in the underground city have smelled his scent.

And collectively they moved closer to him with all their strength.

The search and reasoning in his mind were quickly completed, and he raised his head and opened his eyes.

Zhao Feng sighed lightly.

"Oh... the old saying is true. When people are at their happiest, they are also at their weakest defenses."

I didn't replenish my shield because it was pointless.

The zombies will still follow the smell lingering in the air, and kill towards him like moths to a flame.

Zhao Feng turned around and walked slowly towards the cabin door.

"It's really troublesome..."

"I didn't want to kill you..."

"Originally, I wanted to keep a thousand tons of mental power to deal with possible dangers below, but now..."

While talking to himself, he slowly opened the hatch.

Lean half of your body out of the cabin. Looking around, silently remembering the vast tide of corpses surrounding him from all directions, a ruthless look flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.

"Now, let me die!"

As the words came out, his perception exploded instantly.

Invisible thoughts surged out.

At the same time as the explosion, Zhao Feng instantly shut down his six senses.

The power of consciousness that has nowhere to vent can only converge towards the seventh sense that has opened a little crack in the door.

At this moment, Zhao Feng was slowly pushing open the door that God had sealed for mankind.

Seventh Perception.

The time in the outside world, the entire world, is slowly slowing down, slowing down, and slowing down again at this moment.

. . .