Chapter 213
Chapter 213 Humanoid Self-Propelled Weapon Depot
It turns out, the products you make yourself without any corners cut are always the most reassuring to use.
Though this landing method was a bit rough, with their strong physiques, it was nothing more than a thrilling trampoline experience for them.
Only Tianyi and Zhu Di had a rough time, getting rolled around several times before finally stopping.
It left Tianyi’s wings, which he had painstakingly arranged, a complete mess once again.
On the other side, after Ling Mo and Xia Xinyan abandoned the aircraft, the now-stalled plane crashed into the deck hatch ahead due to inertia, exploding into a fireball, while the anti-air weapons on the upper deck fired missiles, hitting the carrier’s deck right after the crashing plane, triggering a series of explosions.
At this moment, Ling Mo dissipated the cushioning pad and gently landed with Xia Xinyan on the deck. Gazing at the thick smoke from the explosion ahead, he found it quite surprising: “This carrier doesn’t even have a limit on attack range?”
That seemed a bit too harsh for himself.
Xia Xinyan looked up at the situation over there, then simply cuddled into Ling Mo’s embrace, saying, “Mo Mo, let’s act while they’re still not reacting.”
Ling Mo glanced down at her, pondered for a moment, and didn’t attack right away; instead, he began to craft a… small shoulder bag.
Perfect for a crossbody accessory, and just the right size to fit the black cat in his arms—he even added some cotton and other comfortable materials inside the bag, making it cozier for Xia Xinyan in his hold: “If you don’t plan to get involved, you can stay in here for a bit. I might not be able to keep an eye on you later… but I promise I won’t let you get hurt, don’t worry.”
Xia Xinyan: “……”
It gave off that feeling of an adult carrying a child.
Though she wanted to complain, she had to admit that the bag was indeed quite comfy.
So she decided to stay put.
Seeing she didn’t say anything, Ling Mo felt relieved, and then a carefree smile appeared on his face.
In this environment, he no longer had to worry about anything.
He could try out some of his new tactics in this real combat.
Suddenly, many white lines appeared in front of him and gradually manifested into various weapons—long-range explosive rocket launchers, high-explosive grenade snipers, and directional howitzers…
All the weapons were in a firing stance the moment they manifested, and as they materialized into real objects, they opened fire, unleashing all firepower towards the deck hatch.
This was one of the characteristics of his abilities—during the manifestation process, or even in the last instant before successfully manifesting, those white lines occupy no space and have no mass, still equivalent to a mere fantasy, so they are subjected to no real-world constraints like falling; they only complete the manifestation in the designated space Ling Mo chose.
Once the manifestation finished, the items instantaneously gained mass and spatial properties, and everything began to be influenced by the world’s rules—so as long as he played around with the manifestation position, he could unleash his powers creatively.
This firing action from a manifested long-range weapon was similar to manifesting a bomb set to explode in just one second.
However, this method was somewhat safer, allowed for longer attack distances, and reduced the chances of self-inflicted wounds.
Yet, such weapons without a force maintaining them, even if they could fire the moment they manifested, their accuracy was quite disappointing; that was something Ling Mo would have to refine slowly.
Watching those grenades rain down like flowers exploding all over the deck, he was pleased with his first experimental attack.
Then he stepped up the intensity.
Tianyi and Zhu Di were left dumbfounded, quickly pushing themselves behind Ling Mo, fearing those explosions might accidentally harm them: “Wow! I was about to say this carrier is unreasonable, and then it immediately launched something even more unreasonable!”
Blockading the entrance and causing chaos was just too cruel—especially since the other side had no way to counter them; utilizing long-range strike weapons would injure eight hundred enemies while harming oneself a thousand, and the close-range defense systems simply couldn’t reach Ling Mo, making it practically cheating.
In that moment, both of them suddenly realized just how terrifying the humanoid self-propelled weapon depot truly was.
The chubby guy and others soon flew up onto the deck. The upper-level long-range strikes were already severely incapacitated under Ling Mo’s indiscriminate fire, and whatever was left didn’t have the time to react to destroy the forcibly boarding planes—perhaps the person controlling the carrier was too scared to hit their own face; whether they could slap the flies dead was beside the point, but it would definitely hurt. After all, they had just taken a hit.
In such circumstances, the chubby guy and others safely boarded the deck. Seeing Ling Mo’s stance, the chubby guy was rather surprised: “Whoa… is this a desperate use of abilities? Don’t tell me Miss Xia is dead, and he’s here for some revenge on society?”
No matter how powerful the abilities were, they weren’t infinite, and they hadn’t reached the stage where they could freely squander their stamina—there’s no health pot in this game that could be casually chugged to restore one’s strength. Overusing abilities could leave someone as useless as a paperweight in subsequent dungeons.
To be honest, he felt that Ling Mo’s previous consumption had already been quite large, yet he was still able to use his powers at such high intensity; this was remarkably refreshing for the chubby guy’s perception of Ling Mo’s strength.
Xia Jincang didn’t think so much—his mind was filled with the chubby guy’s guess from earlier.
Besides, he really hadn’t seen Xia Xinyan’s figure.
Could it be that his sister really……
He clenched his teeth, flames enveloping his entire body, and stormed towards Ling Mo: “Ling Mo! Where’s Xinyan?! Did you fail to protect her?!”
Ling Mo paused and turned to look at Xia Jincang: “Huh?”
Xia Xinyan popped her head out from the shoulder bag: “What’s up?”
Xia Jincang: “……”
He really, really couldn’t get used to his sister turning into a black cat.
Plus, even if this game was extraordinary, how was it possible to simulate the senses of a different species? Can a person really get used to turning into a cat?
The most important question was, did such a marvelous ability even exist?
Just as Xia Jincang was speechless, Xia Xinyan, unable to bear his gaze any longer, jumped out and reverted to her human form: “Alright, since everyone is here, shall we charge in?”
Just relying on surface-level bombardments wouldn’t destroy such a massive thing; who knows how thick its armor is on the outside? Thus, the best way to attack is through internal collapse—this is where she excels.
And it was about time for her to move around a bit.
