Wang Zhen was carried into the Leviathan box by everyone with a bewildered face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's!"

The moment he saw the Banshee and the Assassin, the boy was stunned, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

"Miniature Gundam?IS?Predator?" A series of gibberish poured out of Wang Zhen's mouth.

"Ula North, the god of floatships, bless, must have more than 18.5% coordination, must exceed 18.5%!" Teemo, who was holding his arm, was also babbling nonsense.

"Coordination, synchronization rate, it turned out to be miniaturization?" Wang Zhen finally understood what everyone wanted to do, and what he should do.

He didn't struggle, he took a few quick steps and jumped into the Leviathan box where the Assassin was kept.

Lying on top of the magic armor, feeling the feeling of hard objects coming from his back, Wang Zhen held his breath and waited for the "sliding coffin" and the change of the assassin.

After a long second, when Wang Zhen, who was excited and anxious, thought that he had actually entered a space-time stationary cabin-

The assassin Zi~'s voice cleared the air, and all the parts suddenly dispersed, turning into a box of scattered fragments.

"It's broken!" Wang Zhen was stunned again, and there was a faint exclamation in his ears -- "100 percent! His coordination is actually 100 percent!"

Before Wang Zhen could come to his senses, the scattered parts changed again, and they quickly pasted around Wang Zhen's body, and with the sound of metal chimering with a click, the assassin's magic armor reassembled at a speed visible to the naked eye, only this time, it was wrapped in a flesh and blood body.

Wang Zhen felt the "assassin" from the inside, only to feel that his body was wrapped in a tightly knit soft object, and the silicone suit that was not soft or hard obviously had good unloading performance, and even had a comfortable temperature, and it was not at all like a pangolin armor or entering a cold machine, but there was a sense of calm like returning to the mother's body.

After a second, a slight tingling pain came from the back of the neck, and a small metal probe drilled through the skin, directly into the spinal cord, and then in an instant, it emitted a sea of nerve impulses into the brain.

Wang Zhen's consciousness seems to be squeezed out by the brain, falling into a foggy island, all the five senses disappear, and the only thing left between heaven and earth is the "self" that is still thinking.

"The Assault Armor will automatically transfer the operation method to the first-time user, and the speed of direct nerve connection is very fast, it only takes about five or six seconds in the real world. Carol looked at the coordination from top to head, the cold mechanical voice was neither sad nor joyful, and the spear in her hand killed a flying wolf who stepped forward to test it.

If the banshee hadn't suppressed her emotions, it is estimated that the girl at this time would have been shocked to the point of going crazy.

The test driver of her mother's dreams is right in front of her right now!

And she found it, now she can slap her cousin in the face, who made him assert that there is no armor master in the world who can coordinate more than seventy percent?

In Wang Zhen's consciousness, after an unknown amount of time, a dark eye finally crossed a bleak streamer, and the unfamiliar memories began to rise from the depths of his mind.

Direct Nerve Connection......

Prospects for universal use with different weapons......

Leviathan's Crate Assist Control......

One key command after another came directly into his mind, as if Wang Zhen had mastered them by birth.

The printed operation guide was as high as thousands of pages in his mind, but there was no sense of foreign body, Wang Zhen didn't know whether to thank Karegos and the others for their spiritual transmission at every turn, or to praise the superb spiritual magic attainments of the Raid Demon Armor Maker.

Another second passed.

A tingling pain that was so far away that it was almost a phantom limb stabbed from the darkness towards the fire of consciousness, acting directly on every thought, causing him to scream.

No, he couldn't even scream.

The island of mist seemed to have turned into a huge abyss under the sea, and consciousness was swept into it without even the slightest ability to resist.

There was a second.

The five senses suddenly recovered, but Wang Zhen found that the whole world was completely different from before entering the Leviathan's box, and there seemed to be more colorful streamers in the space, and the colorful light points that kept changing colors danced in the streamers, and there was not a single point of light of the same color in the changes.

Even the colors they change are not the same.

How can there be so many colors in the world?

Wang Zhen's heart shook wildly, from the five senses closed to the incredible and indescribable wonder, he was like a born blind man, for the first time to really see the world clearly.

Human beings are visual animals after all, and the shock of the truth of the world and the outlook on life made Wang Zhen at a loss for a while.

He looked at it again, but he made a terrible discovery—he could see the back of his head!

Not only the scene behind him, but the boy could even see how much hair he had on his body, like a high-definition panoramic view BD10800P from a third perspective.

He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, trying to see through his body, but suddenly realized that he could still perceive the incomparably gorgeous world after closing his eyes, exactly as when he saw it with his eyes.

And his hearing is also sharper, the shouts, wheezing, and heartbeats of everyone outside the Leviathan box are clear, and the sound of air flow from the wings of demonic beasts outside the bridge, and the grunting of hunger in the stomach are all close to the ears.

Then there are the senses of smell and touch, which are much sharper than when meditating.

Wait, haptics!

Wang Zhen raised his hand to wipe it off his chest, but where he started was a lump of hard metal.

Magic armor, why can't I see it?

Wang Zhen blinked, his vision moved outward, and he found that there was indeed a thin layer of armor on the outside of his body, and the line of sight just now was actually made of perspective.

"It seems that this armor does not connect itself to the user's nerves, but allows the user's consciousness to be separated from the body and 'attached' to the armor. Wang Zhen raised his hand and carefully felt the subtle feeling of the novice's feet.

After a second, the young man laughed and said, "What kind of coordination do I say, this armor interface is advanced to explosion, but the instruction set is so backward, even a toe and a calf have to be directly controlled by mental consciousness, it's just anti-human." ”

In fact, most of the actions in our lives are completed by the simplest instructions, when the brain gives birth to the idea of "walking forward", no one will think about how to move the left and right legs, how to swing the arms, how to adjust the center of gravity, everyone just walks.

This kind of machine is not like this, not only does it need to consciously control each limb individually, but even the "muscle bundle" composed of each bundle of wires must be directly controlled, to this extent, except for Wang Zhen, who has the ability to be Daruf, there are probably few people in Lanxing who can do it.

"This is simply a miniature Gundam made for me!" Wang Zhen subconsciously clenched his fists, and his steel fingers emitted a harsh "squeak" sound characteristic of metal.

With such an iron fist, 10,000 manticores are not enough for me to fight!

It's time for them to understand who is the ruler of the Blue Star.

The corners of the boy's mouth curled up with a nonchalant smile characteristic of apex predators.