[First send and then change~]

Yang Yuefan works in the cafeteria as always, he likes this kind of empty environment, he always has an illusion of suffocation in the office, although the spiritual energy can cover all the ranges in front of and behind him to form a warning circle without dead ends, but Yang Yuefan just feels that in the corner that he can't see, in the drawer, behind the cabinet, there is a pair of eyes staring at him, as if something terrifying can enter reality from the inside at any time.

Psionic people never ignore their intuition, Yang Yuefan knows that this is a warning, but also a kind of foreknowledge, if left alone, what he is worried about and afraid of will really come out of those places, and it is very likely that he is using space to fabricate it out of thin air.

Psionic energy is such an evil sect, when people's obsession is strong to a certain extent, it may be realized by subspace, but this result will be distorted beyond recognition by subspace.

Yang Yuefan didn't know what he was afraid of, but the fear was there, lingering.

He is not afraid of death, and can even calmly face the end of the world, in the face of the destruction of human civilization, in the past few years of professional experience, Yang Yuefan does not know how many times he has been ready to meet the end, but fate has finally pushed him here.

What is in front of us is hope, if we can grasp it, the entire human civilization can see the dawn, if we can't grasp it, everything will disappear.

Maybe this is what he fears, a glimmer of hope in despair, he fears that the hope is false, or it will be erased by the evil god before the human race catches it, he is afraid that all this is just his delusion, not real, he is afraid that Xu Yichen is just a bait thrown into this stagnant water by the evil god in order to increase the gameplay.

I hope that fear will surround this fearless warrior, with nowhere to hide, and I can't live in fear.

The entire colonial ship looked gloomy and terrible because of Yang Yuefan's instability, and in the corner where the lights at the corner of the passage could not be illuminated, in the empty shower room, eerie shadows looked left and right.

His fear, which had recently immersed the entire colony ship in the threat of subspace creatures, had more than one crew member reported seeing something in the mirror that didn't exist, and hearing the sound of something crawling on the walls and ceiling in his sleep.

As one of the few crew members who are qualified to move freely inside the colonial ship, Vitoria has noticed the changes in her surroundings, but she has not yet realized that the source of all this is Yang Yuefan.

The samurai, accustomed to using force to settle everything, opened the weapons bay four hours ago, and was now walking through the empty hallway with a flamethrower in her left hand and a cooled gun in her right hand.

Vittoria's muscles tensed, not because she was nervous, but because the huge energy pack she was carrying behind her back was intended for soldiers equipped with exoskeleton armor.

But the female warrior with extraordinarily strong strength attributes didn't need anything that would restrict her reaction speed, and she directly used her body to resist the weight of the energy pack.

The samurai whistled as if on an outing, inspecting every passing cabin along the way, unscrupulously cleaning all the areas that seemed wrong with the weapons in her hands, she had given advance notice that the deck she was going to inspect today was blocked, and those scientific and technical officers could not enter at all.

In other words, Vittoria was going to open fire on everything she could see today.

"Let me see, whose territory is this?" The portable PDA that was hung in the corner of Vitoria's eyes constantly refreshed the belonging, purpose, and list of people who had recently entered and exited the cabin in front of her: "Oh, the residence of American imperialist officers? They are not available now, let me see, there have been 22 entries and exits in the last three days? That's interesting, who could it be? ”

Vittoria used her authority to directly open the door of the cabin, Yang Yuefan has blocked the forerunners sent by the American imperialists and the EU people on the colonial ship, except for himself and Charlison, those people are all soaked in the game world, and they may not have a chance to return to the real world in this life.

The samurai slammed into the room and sensed the sound of water running in the bathroom on the right, and without saying a word, she pulled the trigger, and the raging flames burned through the interior door, and then before the oxygen in the room ran out, she used a cooling gun to quickly cool down the bathroom.

As long as the material used to build this colony ship is a high-strength alloy, this level of alternating heat and cold can't hurt it, but if there were any other objects inside, it would definitely die miserably under the temperature difference of more than 1,800 degrees, and she had eliminated several strange-shaped little things in this way in the past few hours.

"This way of meeting is more intense than I imagined." A voice came from the bathroom, causing Vitoria to sweat like a hair, and without saying a word, she pressed the alarm on her wrist.

The siren will alert Charleson that he is in trouble, and he will judge whether to solve it on his own or notify Yang Yuefan based on the surveillance footage and Vittoria's survival time.

Vittoria then threw a powerful stun bomb from the Mao Federation into the room, and she was sure that the Mao Federation didn't consider the possibility of survival for the people in the confined space when it recreated it.

Even with the thick alloy walls and professional soundproof headsets, Vitoria's feet were tingling from the sudden concussions and noise.

However, in the next second, a new Huaxia man in pajamas and a toothbrush in his mouth walked out of the door: "This behavior is very rude, Vitolia, I feel that I have been offended a little, and you need a little punishment." ”

With the other party's words, Vittoria's world suddenly turned upside down, her head and feet were suspended from the ceiling, and the weapons and equipment on her body were also disarmed at that moment and fell to the floor.

"Who are you?" The samurai relied on her strong waist and abdomen to bring her upper body close to the ceiling, trying to get herself down from it, but her feet seemed to be glued to the ceiling.

"I'm afraid my name means nothing to you, and you won't be able to find my name in any of the sources." The toothbrush man spit out the toothpaste in his mouth: "But I'm still happy to tell you my name, my name is Deng Tengda, from the relevant department." ”

When Deng Tengda said his name, Yang Yuefan, who was in the restaurant, seemed to have a sense, and his gaze crossed the barrier between countless decks and walls, and looked directly at Deng Tengda.

And Deng Tengda, who was smiling, also looked up at him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be silently mocking: "Are you ready to meet fate?" ”