Chapter Seventy-Two: A Living Spaceship
Ling Ruo could not take care of her hand at this time, hearing Ling Heng's voice, she had a sense of losing and regaining, and she was also relieved of his safety.
"Ling Heng, are you okay...... Do you control the ship? ”
She wanted to say a few beautiful words, but she couldn't swallow the words in her mouth. She and Ling Heng were too familiar, and with their experience of life and death together, it would be too frivolous to say these words. Even if she was reborn and saw Ling Heng again, she was so speechless.
Swish.
A projection fell to Ling Ruo's side.
This projection is so real, so real that if you don't touch it, you can hardly know it's fake.
Ling Heng lowered his head, his blue deep pupils wrapped around Ling Ruo, and the depths of his eyes were purple.
Compared to him who was carried with old-fashioned parts, Ling Heng looked more delicate at the moment, his expression was more natural, his short blue hair was shiny, his high nose bridge was delicate, and he even had a noble strand, and his lips were tightly pursed and thin, showing that he didn't say much. A tall and powerful body, perfectly proportioned as you think, and as reliable as you think.
Ling Heng was still dressed in an old-fashioned and outdated suit of a nanny-style robot, but with his appearance, it was not ugly.
"Miss Aruo, I take control of this spaceship. Actually, thanks to you, if it weren't for the fact that you were allowed to do so, this ship wouldn't be so easy to breach. ”
Ling Heng said, paying attention to his words, he didn't say that it couldn't be broken, just that it wasn't easy to break.
It's just that he cares about Ling Heng's comfort, but Ling Ruo, who has always been meticulous, ignores this.
"You're fine, that's good. How's that, will this ship still work? ”
Since Ling Heng was fine, Ling Ruo focused his attention on the spaceship, wondering if Ling Heng would be able to bring her good news.
"This spaceship, which can be regarded as my body now, has been destroyed for the most part, and it must be folded with secondary space folding technology to seal the destroyed place...... Balabala, and then the technology of melting point reshaping...... Balabala, combined with its life system, can simulate a spaceship. ”
Ling Heng replied very seriously, but it involved a lot of god-level technology and Ling Ruo knew it, it didn't know Ling Ruo's proper noun, and Ling Ruo's brain swelled when he heard it, and he only heard the last sentence selectively.
"Can you simulate a spaceship? Is it possible to simulate the Starfield? ”
A third-level civilization space battleship, so expensive that it flies!
The key is that money can't buy it, strategic-level big guys!
Ling Heng: "......"
Ling Ruo knew no when he saw his expression, and reached out to pat Ling Heng on the shoulder with a smile: "Hahaha, I'm joking, just kidding, it's okay to simulate a spaceship like Yinmei!" ”
She had seen the information, and she was not surprised that the ship had simulation capabilities.
Ling Heng couldn't bear to disappoint her, his blue eyes flashed slightly: "If Miss Ah Ruo likes it, when I devour enough energy to evolve, I can simulate the Starry Sky." ”
Ling Ruo stretched out her hand and swiped a purple light, only to realize that this was a vivid projection, her heart was slightly dim, she still had the same idea, she wanted to shape a real body for Ling Heng.
He couldn't have lived in a spaceship for the rest of his life, even if it was a god-level spaceship!
"Ling Heng, do you feel that you have become flamboyant?"
"That's your delusion, Miss Arro."
"Huh."
"Miss Aruo, your fake smile is too distracting."
While the two were laughing, the huge god-level spaceship began to fold like origami, and in the purple light overflowing, a dragonfly-shaped silver beauty stripped out.