Sitting in the spacious airline seat, Lin An closed his eyes slightly and looked at his system panel thoughtfully.
Shortly after the fighter plane took off, he completed his first astral communication.
I don’t know if it’s because he doesn’t have enough mental strength, or because he’s too far away from space when he’s on the ground.
So much so that after he came out of the trial, he had only now successfully "captured" a meteorite.
Of course, it could also be space junk like meteorites...
Anyway, according to his perception, the meteorite contacted by the Star Caller suit was only about twenty meters in size.
If the meteor skill was activated, Lin An even doubted whether this thing would burn up directly when it fell into the atmosphere.
No way, just do it step by step.
He sighed secretly.
After repeatedly testing the Star Caller suit, Lin An realized that the components of this suit were obviously not for the third level.
Communicating with the real stars consumes too much mental power.
Especially when he was curious and tentatively trying to contact a larger orbiting comet? At that moment, the suction force that came instantly almost sucked him dry.
However, fortunately, the effect of increasing all attributes by +1 once a month was quickly transmitted to him as soon as he established contact.
I have to say, this free attribute is just cool.
+1 per month, 12 points per year, and 48 points for all attributes.
The abnormality of this effect alone is enough to make countless survivors vomit blood with jealousy.
It’s true, you can become stronger even while lying down.
...
"Kang Dang - Bang Dang"
Inside the spacious cabin, Zhang Tie jumped up and down, tossing around, making Mo Ling, who was sleepy, wishing he could let the bloody corpses of his companions bite him.
"Captain Lin! There is champagne here!"
"Damn it, there's a fucking refrigerator!?"
Zhang Tie, who was full of energy after rummaging through the cabinets, was surprised to find a pile of drinks and suddenly discovered that there was a bathroom and a lounge inside the cabin.
The half-person-high double-opening freezer was opened, and the rich aroma of psychic fruits filled the fresh storage cabinet.
The upper and lower floors are filled with top-quality ingredients.
I don’t know if it’s the department in charge of psychic fighters, but they know that this is Lin An’s special fighter.
In addition to the necessary weapons and ammunition placed under the belly of the cabin, the originally reserved transportation area was turned into a business first-class cabin with extremely luxurious decoration.
"So damn...corrupt..."
Smacking his lips.
Xiong Hanzi stood at the air pressure door at the rear of the cabin, staring blankly at a large bed.
The isolated lounge was made like a presidential suite, and was even equipped with a cryolite for constant temperature.
Judging from the fluctuations emitted by the prop, I am afraid it is enough to act as an ordinary ice awakener and the main battle card.
If he hadn't known that he was on a fighter plane, he would have even felt that he should be in a resort hotel.
Lin An also looked slightly sideways when he heard the sound. He was fully engaged in communication, but he didn't realize that the internal structure of this psychic fighter was so luxurious.
Looks weird.
Looking at Zhang Tie taking out a set of pajamas from the shower room, he turned on the movie projection again.
Lin An then realized that if he wanted to, he could probably take a bath, rest and have a delicious meal in this fighter plane.
Uniquely, two high-strength crystal lenses for sightseeing are specially arranged on both sides of the lounge.
The projector in the cabin slowly lowered, playing the music stored in the database.
It has to be said that those responsible for manufacturing the fighter planes really put a lot of effort into trying to "please" him.
Even in the separated bathroom and dressing table, there are various high-end perfumes and shower gels fixed on them.
Thinking about it, it should have been obtained from a luxury goods counter in Linjiang City.
In the apocalypse, being able to do this is truly extremely extravagant.
Compared to most survivors whose survival is a problem, everything he enjoys is enough to make people go crazy with envy.
However, Lin An didn't have much idea.
He didn't care much for pleasure, but he wasn't an ascetic either.
It’s just that I feel that it’s a bit wasteful to use some system equipment props just for enjoyment.
I remember that in his previous life, a piece of white equipment was enough to start a fight between awakened people.
And just from what he saw, the lights inside the psychic fighter were probably not all crystal props with healing effects.
...
Cabin hung windows.
While closing his eyes and meditating, the voice from the second will suddenly sounded in the space of consciousness:
("Why, are you feeling more and more the pleasure brought by strength? It makes you feel a little lost?")
Opening his eyes, Lin An silently looked at the clouds passing rapidly outside the window, shaking his head slightly:
"No.."
"Just...a little confused."
I wonder if he has been dealing with the second will more and more often, and he has become accustomed to seeing the other party from time to time.
After replying calmly, Lin An continued to check the updated tasks of the Savior system as he said.
"Path to Extraordinary: Strengthen (Continuous Mission)"
"Mission requirement: The savior is promoted to the third level of senior level."
"Task reward: 20 power points."
"Mission punishment: After the mission completion time exceeds 3 natural months, the savior template will be deprived, the limit reward will be deprived, and all attributes will be deducted by 50%!"
..
"The next stage of mission: transformation"
"Mission requirement:???"
...
Since the trial came out, the Savior system has updated its missions for the first time in a long time.
Different from the previous mission punishments, Lin An smelled an inexplicable meaning from the description of depriving the template.
The Savior System seems to have always been eager to become stronger.
But unlike before, it was always failed and wiped out.
The current punishment is undoubtedly much milder.
Does this mean that your own existence is no longer so insignificant to the system?
Don't blame him for thinking that.
After coming into contact with the system permissions and the suspected fourth-order giant eye, Lin An became acutely aware of the role the Savior System probably played.
Perhaps, it was really what he and Chu An had guessed.
The savior system is the "virus" hidden inside the system.
But what kind of secrets are hidden behind the scenes? Only when you become stronger can you reveal the mystery.
While thinking, the Second Will suddenly spoke again:
("Confused about what?")
("Confused about the future?")
Turning off the panel, Lin An nodded after hesitating for a moment.
That's right.
It takes three months to be promoted to the third level of advanced level. In theory, it should be possible. The difficulty lies in finding mutants.
But the problem is that what he is really confused about is that since he was promoted to the third level, he can no longer see the future.
The memory of the past life is completely useless.
A small amount of third-order information, catastrophes, alien space invasion time...except for the latter, these have all happened.
Globally, theoretically no one is stronger than him.
This means that if he wants to go further, he must find his own way.
To be honest, Lin An knew nothing about how to advance to the fourth level, or even what the fourth level was, and it was impossible for anyone to tell him.
This sense of confusion is like a traveler in a fog, unable to see ahead.
After a long moment of silence, the Second Will replied calmly:
("Perhaps, you can try to start with the SSS-level skills rewarded by the system.")
Um?
Lin An was slightly stunned, not quite understanding the meaning of the second will.
Without thinking, the Second Will chuckled:
(“Don’t you think the intensity of the death disaster is a bit strange?”)
("An SSS-level skill, the actual effect is pitifully weak at the third level...")
("In other words, it is not worthy of its grade.")
("Although it seems that in the later stages, the terrifying degree of this skill has no limit, enough to destroy a continent or even the world. But in fact, the Star Caller suit can also achieve similar effects.")
("So, is there something wrong here?")
The words just fell.
In an instant.
Outside the hanging window, large black clouds dimmed the light in the cabin.
In the cab, Yuntian, who was integrated with the psychic fighter, suddenly shouted nervously:
"Team Lin!"
"A large number of thunderstorms suddenly appeared on our flight path!"
"boom!!"
Thunder and lightning.
In the dense and heavy clouds, a silver thunder dragon suddenly flashed past.
The strong airflow caused the fuselage to shake violently.
In the cab, Yuntian, who was trying his best to adjust his flying posture, couldn't help but curse inwardly.
What a hell! He had obviously observed the clouds on the path, and they looked normal just now!
This thunderstorm appears to be unnatural!
...
At an altitude of 17,000 meters, the black fighter plane flew rapidly, like a swift falling into the center of a storm.
