Chapter 233: Chapter 157: Players’ Revenge (Second Update)_2
If you’re sleepy, take a bite of Plague Chicken. If you’re tired, take a bite of Plague Chicken. If you can’t get into your book, take a bite of Plague Chicken. You’re an omnivore, you’ve got to eat your Plague Chicken with a smile!
This strange atmosphere also made players frequently look sideways, feeling that this group of squirrels was really too bizarre.
In a situation where both sides found each other very strange, and with a massive amount of ancient technology uncovered, a technological explosion was finally upon them.
Room temperature superconductor materials were discovered, new manufacturing methods for Reactor Furnaces were found, new Force Shield Generators were invented, new...
The previously disconnected technologies were finally complete that day, and the squirrels had managed to carve out a small main stream in their technology tree.
Next, this main stream would converge all of the squirrels’ industries, allowing them to officially conduct research, and start connecting other industrial fields.
After verifying the findings, a loud cheer erupted from the multitude of squirrel scientists within the spaceship matrix, so loud that it was continuous and overwhelming, and some of the older squirrel scientists even fainted, only to be revived with a bite of Plague Chicken.
This time, they truly turned a misfortune into a blessing. The natural disasters of their homeworld ironically became the reason they obtained a complete technology tree, which gave them a new understanding of the saying that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.
When Sir Big Tail excitedly shared this news with the players, their response wasn’t significant.
Only after the slightly balding squirrel explained the significance of this, did the legion leaders of the players roughly understand, and they excitedly asked, “So, are we saying we can go beat up Lady Tragedy now?”
“Hmm... that’s roughly the idea!”
“Hooray!”
Looking at the apostles catching on late, Sir Big Tail felt that one should be careful not to offend these Angel Envoys.
They held grudges for too long.
The space fortress was still the most advanced spaceship, but new technology could rearm the vessel and evolve it into a new cosmic weapon, the Star of Destruction.
Every Star of Destruction measured over thirteen hundred kilometers in diameter, with a core comprising some sort of ancient device. The squirrels had the manufacturing method for this device but didn’t understand its principles.
When it was produced, its core weighed only one kilogram, but once cast into any expanse, it would continuously absorb surrounding materials, transforming them into armor and layering growth into a Star of Destruction.
Weapons, Reactor Furnaces, and even Force Shield Generators grew from its core on their own, and its terrifying growth rate made it an impenetrable fortress, epitomizing the ultimate fighting power of squirrel civilization.
It also served as a large military station, where the players’ spaceships could be stored, ready for battle at any time.
It also possessed a special gravitational field; any unmarked spaceship within its gravitational radius would suffer erosion like Shadows, and it could provide additional aid to the marked spaceships.
When the Stars of Destruction appeared, their grand and perfect craftsmanship left every exacting player wide-eyed and mesmerized by these perfectly destructive weapons.
Ten Stars of Destruction perfectly corresponded to the ten battle legions. The players’ space fortresses were placed on the Stars of Destruction, using them as vessels, ready to launch an expedition against Lady Tragedy.
But today, the squirrels were about to give this world a little shock.
Directly crossing three rings, ten Stars of Destruction jumped straight to the location of the fourteenth ring and saw the planet where Lady Tragedy had previously stayed.
This was a species similar to foxes whose inherently cunning and greedy natures had earned Lady Tragedy’s favor.
After obtaining the ancient instrument, Lady Tragedy lingered here a while, and, in high spirits, imparted some sly knowledge to this species, making them even more cunning.
Although Lady Tragedy had already left this place, her generosity made this species become her devotees, deciding to defend Lady Tragedy’s name.
Therefore, when the Star of Destruction appeared, they were intimidated by its terrifying form.
However, worshiping Lady Tragedy filled them with confidence, even broadcasting a challenge, “This is a place where Lady Tragedy has stayed, you cannot linger here.”
“Is that your satellite factory over there?” asked a player captain from one Star of Destruction.
“What?”
“Is that your factory!”
The satellite factory on the horizon began to glow brightly, the whole satellite enveloped in a layer of white light, making it highly visible.
The supernatural circumstances made the broadcaster hesitate for a moment, but he still uncertainly said, “Um... yes.”
“Good, it’s not anymore.”
No sooner had he spoken than the factory began to disassemble.
All the workers were controlled by a force field, soaring through space, and landed on their home planet.
Watching their factory disintegrate into dust, the outraged foxes had a plethora of ships ready to fly out for battle, but one Star of Destruction emerged, accurately turning all the ships about to set sail into powder with the force field.
The disappearance of the ships meant that the foxes were completely disarmed; they had lost the ability to travel to space.
Faced with this situation, the foxes’ King decisively chose to surrender.
After ascertaining Lady Tragedy’s next stop, the Stars of Destruction immediately began preparing to jump.
Before jumping, a captain said fiercely, “Don’t put your faith in just any deity; it will only ruin you.”
“Understood. May I ask, heroes, what do you plan to do?”
“Lady Tragedy.”
Having said this, the Stars of Destruction jumped again, vanishing before the eyes of the foxes.