Seeing the changes occurring on the insects occupying the Space Station, Chen Ming’s expression turned slightly grim.
How long has it been? These insects have evolved defensive and countermeasures based on previous encounters.
If given more time and external pressure, what will these insects ultimately become?
Chen Ming said, and the grim look on his face suddenly vanished.
Anyway, he was about to leave soon; if all goes well, there’s a high probability he won’t encounter these incredibly evolving insects in the future.
No matter how fast they evolve, as long as they haven’t evolved the ability to fly long distances in space, they pose no threat to him.
Taking advantage of only a few Bubble Insects standing on the edge of the dock, opening their mouths toward the spaceship.
Chen Ming directly controlled the spaceship to avoid the sporadically sprayed liquid, taking the chance to distance himself from the Space Station.
Besides, he didn’t come here to observe the insects’ changes or how formidable they are.
He came to test weapons. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ Novᴇ(l)Fɪre .ɴᴇt
Previously, he could easily wipe out a large number of insects with an unmodified Machine Gun.
If the same old insects were here, it would be difficult to judge the effectiveness of the new weapon compared to the old one.
These evolved insects are simply the best targets for weapon testing.
Just thinking about this made Chen Ming feel that the whole situation of the Space Station being abandoned was shrouded in a sense of conspiracy.
A company-owned Space Station located in the dangerous Edge Star Realm was rendered obsolete overnight by a group of insects that could be swept away by civilian ship weaponry.
However, Chen Ming’s goal was never to figure out what exactly happened at the Space Station, so this thought just spun around in his mind briefly before being discarded.
Chen Ming continued to control the spaceship, keeping it on the same plane as the Space Station’s dock.
Meanwhile, he also kept moving the spaceship away from the Space Station until reaching the range limit stated on the Electromagnetic Spear panel before stopping.
From this position, using the spaceship’s high-precision cameras, Chen Ming could observe every move of the insects on the Space Station.
Whether the 20,000-meter range stated on the Electromagnetic Spear panel was accurate, he would personally confirm.
Aiming at the cluster of insects about to disperse because they couldn’t see the spaceship with the naked eye.
Chen Ming eagerly fired.
The Electromagnetic Spear on the port side barely shook as a bullet propelled by electromagnetic acceleration flew unimpeded through space toward the Space Station.
Meanwhile, the dull thud of the Electromagnetic Spear firing reverberated through the ship, nearly causing Chen Ming’s heart to skip a beat.
There was no sensation when being targeted by the Mechanical Race, but controlling the Electromagnetic Spear himself, the thud had an ineffable sense of power.
Moreover, the actual firing effect didn’t disappoint Chen Ming; it even exceeded expectations.
As soon as the firing sound reached Chen Ming’s ears, he saw the Electromagnetic Bullet hit the targeted location.
From the dock’s edge to its depths, at least dozens of Striding Insects were pierced by that one shot.
Even a slight graze on a vital part, and these insects wouldn’t even twitch, immediately losing all signs of life, collapsing into the coldness of space.
Their evolved carapace was like paper in front of the Electromagnetic Spear, offering no protective effect.
The insects that were initially dispersing were suddenly agitated as if pricked by needles, wildly thrashing in every possible direction for an enemy.
Obviously, what they did was meaningless.
The second Electromagnetic Bullet fired, piercing through the densely packed insects in the dock once again.
This time, among the dead insects, there happened to be a few Bubble Insects, with one of their bubbles punctured by the Electromagnetic Bullet.
A large amount of liquid spilled out from the bubble, spreading on the ground.
The metal floor instantly covered with small pitted holes; although the vacuum didn’t carry sound, the mind automatically filled in the sizzling sound of acid corroding metal.
With the second batch of dozens of insect deaths, the remaining insects finally realized the enemy was far away.
They quickly retreated into the surrounding Space Station buildings.
Although the Electromagnetic Spear could shoot through the Space Station’s walls, Chen Ming’s limited view made aiming difficult.
Since he had already witnessed the new weapon’s effects, there was no need to continue.
Chen Ming reloaded the Electromagnetic Spear, piloted the spaceship back to the edge of the Space Station’s dock, drawing the insects hiding in the buildings out again.
Before the Bubble Insects’ attack range could reach him, Chen Ming piloted the spaceship once more out of sight of the insect horde.
The spaceship didn’t head directly to Rimu Star.
Instead, as the last time, after leaving the insects’ sight, it made a large circle, heading to the edge of the living area of the Space Station.
Chen Ming initially planned to go to the power generation area to replenish fuel, so he had deliberately drawn the insects to the dock area for weapon testing, luring them there.
But now, reaching the living area, Chen Ming discovered that it seemed due to attracting many Insect Race last time.
The interior of the living area was now like the mining area, filled with various disgusting outgrowths, with many unhatched insect eggs nestled among them.
It was completely impassable, let alone acquiring fuel.
However, luckily, the fuel Chen Ming prepared before first leaving the Space Station was enough for a very long time of self-sustenance.
He initially came with the mindset of getting something for nothing, hoping to see if he could take more.
But since it was clear the living area and the power generation division below were both highly dangerous, he chose to leave immediately.
Chen Ming decisively turned the ship’s prow, pointing it in the direction of Rimu Star.
Chen Ming once again stood on the solid ground of the temporary camp.
Picking up tools and Nutrient Liquid, he started the daily task of tending the crops.
After finishing, the sky of the temporary camp was just approaching dusk.
However, Chen Ming only felt as if his head had turned to mush.
A whole day’s worth of fatigue from constant spaceship maintenance rushed over him once he relaxed.
After a brief cleanup.
Chen Ming lay in the bed of the living quarters, resting peacefully for the first time.
Because until now, all obstacles ahead of his goal have been cleared, and all difficulties have been resolved.
Starting from tomorrow, with no more Mind Pulse, no crazed animals, everything will return to normal.
Everything will continue in an orderly manner.