Chapter 234

The space inside the sniffer may not have been covered with thick fog. The thick fog is most likely caused by the contents of the purple light ball emitted by Li Xinyan's own hands. According to tiratimus, the thick fog in this space is most likely his means to prevent the hot sun from infecting Li Xinyan's body.

Li Xinyan is not a complete mechanical life, because according to the standard of the mechanical City, he is not up to the standard at all. This is not only because his body structure and strength do not meet the standard of the mechanical city. Strictly speaking, his body can not store energy, which is no longer a mechanical life of the mechanical city, His current physical state should be between the organism and the mechanical life. He prefers the mechanical life and is more advanced than the robot, but he retains too much human biological mimicry design.

According to this standard, it should be more difficult for him to be infected by the sniffer where the will of the sun is located, because the sniffer is basically invalid for biological infection, he will directly burn the biological, and he will be completely destroyed in the synthesis! But why is Li Xinyan still infected? It's a strange question.

Is... The internal structure of sniffer? It seems that the scorching sun has transformed the internal organizational structure of the sniffer... Or is it not his own work at all, but man's original intention to obtain some information from his module. Perhaps this change has enabled the scorching sun to infect non-standard mechanical life such as Li Xinyan?

In any case, it has to be stopped. Instinctively, strog felt he had to. He wanted to protect the son. From the perspective of his comrades in arms, what should he do, otherwise Li Xinyan will be occupied by the scorching sun.

J Trog opened his wings and flew towards the thick fog. Because of the anxiety in his heart, the fog could not see his head. He did not know whether his direction was right or wrong. Besides, he could not help but run out of questions. Several times he almost ran into those small flying insects trapped in gel smoke. Tiratimus said that the insects could not be touched. Strog fully believed that, even if he did not believe it, it was not the time for research, but in this way, he was very awkward.

"In human terms, you're like a headless fly." Suddenly a voice murmured.

"Who?" Strog stopped abruptly, startled. Apart from the separation of tiratimus, Li Xinyan may be here, and the sun maniac must be here. Is there anyone else?

The voice was discontented and said, "well, I've given you my body, and you forgot me so soon?" The voice said this sour, very much like a girl complaining.

Strog's scalp is a little numb. But then there was a flash of inspiration: "fryer?"

"Who else but me?" Fryer road.

"Well, don't make trouble. It's time to race against the clock." Strog continued to run, serious. Fryer shook his hand, strog also shook his hand, slapped his face: "this body is yours and mine, can I only make trouble?" Strog didn't expect that fryer could control the body. He tilted his head and didn't control the body shape. He rolled two times in the air and nearly crushed a larger flying insect under his body.

"What are you doing?" Strog's anger starts from his heart.

"Look at your control over your body," said fryer. I finally have a hand, which feels good. "

Maybe it's a good feeling to slap yourself in the mechanical life. He's the first one.

"If you want to go, your royal highness, don't make trouble!" Cried strog.

Freire didn't care about stroge's attitude, with a high voice: "if you want to be quick, give me the control of the body first. I'll show you what flying is He is not vague, no more nonsense, about all the things that happened before, as long as he didn't fall asleep, he knew.

It seems a little ridiculous. It's not strog's body, but strog's stolen skin to another soul? But it's right to think about it. Compared with flying, he can compare with fryer who has hundreds of years of flying experience? If so, it would be better to give him control of his body. With this in mind, as soon as strog's consciousness relaxed, the control of his body was thrown to fryer.

"Well, it's nice to have a pair of soft wings. At least, he's much lighter than my original wings!" As soon as fryer took control of his body, he shook his wings and sighed. "Can you do it?" groaned strog? No, I'll do it

Strog's voice still did not fall, suddenly in front of a flower, all in front of him are pulled into a light, this light is hidden in the smoke of flying insects.

Suddenly things stop in front of him, strog changes from the state of extreme speed to the state of stop, and then there is a deflection. He gallops away in another direction, and the smoke rolls out a tornado in the same place, and then slowly disappears. Between the changes of influence, fryer even made five turns, flying in five different directions. Then, in a daze, strog stopped and calmed down. In front of him was the flying insect he was about to crush. The flying insect is big and easy to recognize.

The whole process takes a very short time, and when passing through those smog clouds, fryer can control the flexibility of his body and wings much better than strogge, and every little flying insect is carefully circled.

"Before flying, you need to locate the navigation, which you don't seem to know." Fryer road. Strog did not speak to express his dissatisfaction.

"Well, the body looks very good," fryer said. "The space is now full of smoke. The only way to judge the direction is the direction of the sun. I just detected five points, which is actually to determine the direction of the sun. No matter what it is, if we want to move forward or spread, it must be from the direction of high concentration to the direction of low concentration. The scorching sun will evolve itself into thousands of small flying insects, and he can't escape this logic, so we should move forward in this direction! "

Fryer pointed to the top right and sped off in that direction.

Because the space in the sniffer is full of smoke, it is impossible to judge the forward distance at all, and the time is not the normal time after being interfered by tiratimus, so strog has no way to judge the specific situation of the forward.

The only thing you can be sure of is that there are fewer and fewer flying insects pulling into the light.

Suddenly, in front of my eyes, at a certain point in time, fryer came out of the thick fog and went into a gray and black void!

At the top of the void is a flesh colored "sun" of unknown distance. Some visible flesh colored light extends out from there. The ribbon like light extends not far in front of you, as if you can reach it.

Strog knew that this was an illusion. The space was scaled according to the scale. If the distance he had flown before was not far, maybe these things would really be in front of his eyes. However, it made him numb. How could the distance be close?

Looking back, the smoke behind them is like a sea of clouds, with countless bright lights embedded in it. They are struggling to move forward towards the flesh colored "sun" while wrestling.

In addition, there will not be a silver light shining on the horizon, which will plunge into the sea of clouds and stir up huge waves of clouds. At this time, a huge globular cluster will be formed in the sea of clouds and collide with the silver awn that cuts through the sky. The result of the collision is mutual destruction. This time, the purple light will burst out and disappear into the void.

"Strog! Now it's up to you! " Fryer suddenly stopped flying, pointed to a huge cloud rising in the cloud, and called to strog with his fist. The fist was shining brightly and quickly from the side. If fryer didn't stop, he would bump into the fist without any suspense.