Chapter 39: Unmanned Mothership

All around, there was a panic.

Dozens of people drove the "spacesuits" forward and pounced on the large aircraft.

More people looked around, overwhelmed.

Obviously, this was a temporary riot.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Beams of red light suddenly turned white and became even brighter. The sect master standing on the small flying machine exploded into a blood mist one after another.

Wu Fanyang's heart suddenly lifted.

Indiscriminate killing, random killing.

On the contrary, the dozens of people who left the small flying machine were much safer.

Back to the passage? Or do you want to stay on the plane? Or go to the big flying machine?

Attention must be taken as soon as possible.

If he did something wrong, he not only endangered his life, but even the lives of hundreds of millions of human races in the Hengman Continent.

The alien race hanging on the thin chain, as the chain was retracted, had climbed onto the large flying machine.

Dozens of Sect Masters avoided the red beam and levitated above and below the aliens.

The alien took out a pen-like metal rod from his bosom and aimed it at the window of the large flying machine.

"Sneer......"

The metal rod spewed blue flames that scorched the glass on the window.

This window, one meter high and two meters long, has a figure shaking inside.

The large flying machine has not fought back except for the red beam.

Wu Fanyang couldn't understand it at all.

If he had an automatic rifle in his hand at this time, he would have gone through a shuttle, and none of those rebellious sect masters would have been left alive.

WhewW......

There were hundreds of sect masters urging the "spacesuit" to fly up and rush to a high place.

If we stay here, no one can say whether it will be the next turn to burst.

"Autopilot stops, and the aircraft changes to other modes!"

Wu Fanyang tried to whisper to the helmet.

"Other modes have voice control, brain control, please choose."

A voice came.

"Voice control."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flat deck of the aircraft slowly opened a barn, revealing a golden round shelf ten centimeters high.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Fanyang stepped forward and entered the cabin.

The aircraft is oblate, two meters high, with an area of seven or eight square meters, surrounded by a circle of flashing electronic devices.

Underneath the electronics, dark metal rollers are tightly arranged. One meter tall and two meters long, lying horizontally, lined up around the aircraft. Between each other, tightly fastened with a metal clasp.

The place where Wu Fanyang stands is less than one square meter and there are no seats.

Open Imagery.

As soon as the words fell, windows appeared around the corner, and the scene outside was clear at a glance.

Holographic projection!

The windows are fake.

The window that the alien burned with an electric welding pen was fake.

It will never burn through.

It is also possible that the swaying figure on the window is fake, or it is possible that the figure in the cabin is projected to the outside to create a false purpose.

Aliens, still holding metal rods and burning the "windows".

All around, there were already hundreds of sect masters hovering on the high places, standing still one by one.

Wu Fanyang couldn't see their heads clearly, but he guessed that these people were all anxious.

The rope guns and high-energy cutting metal rods taken out by the aliens are both high-tech products. At first, Wu Fanyang was secretly surprised, the other party could have these two things, and the clan technology had surpassed Jinshan City.

Now, he's stupidly cutting it, thinking it's a glass window.

It shows that the aliens do not know about the big flying machine, and they do not know that it is a hologram, and it is an internal and external hologram.

The sect masters who urged the "spacesuit" to fly around did not know what the truth was.

"Link the mothership."

Wu Fanyang thought for a moment and gave an order.

"Seven-Seventy-Six applies for a link to the mothership."

The voice became the standard voice of the Terrans.

"Seven-seven-six, the link is successful."

"No. 776 reports to the mothership that there is an illegal attack outside the mothership, please ask the mothership for instructions." Wu Fanyang said.

“……”

"No. 776 reports to the mothership that there is an illegal attack outside the mothership, please ask the mothership for instructions."

“……”

Two inquiries, in exchange for silence.

Damn, Lao Tzu took the initiative to take refuge, but he ignored it.

It's not right, there are so many people watching outside the mothership, but the mothership doesn't do anything.

Is it left unchecked?

Or is there nothing that can be done?

Or are you continuing to observe?

Wu Fanyang really couldn't understand the current situation.

"Apply to enter the mothership." He ordered.

"No. 776 applied to the mothership to settle in." The girl's gentle voice sounded again.

"The identity verification has passed, and the mothership has allowed the 776 to settle in."

"Take off and settle on the mothership."

The aircraft sped high and was above the mothership in the blink of an eye.

As the aircraft landed, a circular entrance opened on the right side of the mothership's deck.

The aircraft passed through the hatch and entered the interior of the mothership.

Soon, it landed on a circular platform that shimmered with yellow light.

Wu Fanyang instructed the aircraft to open a position and climb out from the inside.

This is a flying vehicle parking compartment, and on the rows of circular shelves, there are aircraft parked one after another.

Densely packed, I don't know how many there are.

The circular platform slowly turned, and the aircraft drove towards the empty parking space.

……

……

There was not a single person on the mothership, and not a single creature was seen.

The entire mothership, a huge circle, circular in diameter, is about one and a half thousand meters.

Wu Fanyang flew in a "spacesuit" and looked around.

The mothership, is a huge factory.

There are dozens of closed production lines.

The end product surprised Wu Fanyang.

Aerocraft!

It's exactly the same as the one he just flew on.

There are at least 50,000 finished products all around, row after row, column after column.

This is an unmanned spacecraft.

Factory in the air.

No wonder there isn't much attack power.

It's just that he doesn't know why this air factory produces so many flying machines.

During his inspection, he had already discovered that several production lines were used to refine ore raw materials.

Aircraft manufacturing, from raw materials to finished products, are all installed in the mothership.

He didn't know about the minerals, so he took a few samples and kept them, and then handed them over to Lu Dan's team for study after he returned.

You don't need one person, you start from the raw materials to the finished product. There are also not many production lines used, about thirty.

At the speed of terminal assembly line assembly, five aircraft can be produced in one hour.

In another world, about 200 can be assembled day and night.

Of course, the premise is that the raw materials are sufficient.

The raw materials still need to be mined manually, and Wu Fanyang was confused again.

According to the technological level displayed by the mothership, it is not difficult to build robots.

Why control the overlord to serve it?

Is there a secret in it?

But what is certain is that those suzerains outside the mothership are here to provide raw materials.

And what's the use of the mothership factory making so many flying machines?

The suzerain's control by the mothership has not been one or two years, nor ten or eight years, but is calculated in terms of "generations".

Where did the crafted flying machines go?

One question after another flashed, none of which Wu Fanyang could answer.

The truth, perhaps the sect masters who are still tossing outside are clear.