LRAB Chapter 38 Still Instinct
Chapter 38 Still Instinct
However, just as the axe blade was about to touch him...
Lu Li's body... moved.
Without thinking, without hesitation.
Lu Li slightly shifted his body to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal axe strike.
Ok?
The axe blade whistled past his nose and crashed to the ground in slow motion.
Lu Li was stunned for a moment.
Is it because I sparred with Danheng today?
This was clearly their first real-world experience.
But he... doesn't seem as scared as I thought?
The next second, Lu Li's eyes narrowed.
With his right hand, he brought his five fingers together and flashed out like lightning, precisely slicing into the wrist joint of the fake soldier who was holding the axe handle.
"Snap!"
With a crisp sound, the fake soldier's wrist was severed.
The huge energy axe in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
Before the phantom soldier could react, Lu Li's body had already moved forward to close the distance.
With a thrust of his left elbow, he slammed the novice soldier hard into the chest.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud followed.
The armor on the phantom soldier's chest instantly caved in, creating a large dent. Its entire body flew backward and crashed into the wall, twitching twice before becoming still.
The whole process was so smooth that neither March 7th nor Danheng could react in time.
When they finished off the enemy in front of them and looked back, they only saw Lu Li standing there in a gesture of extending his elbow.
The enemy in front of him had been reduced to a pile of scrap metal.
On March 7th, his mouth was open in an "O" shape.
What did she just see?
Lu Li... dismantled a Gundam with his bare hands?
Dan Heng wasn't particularly surprised.
After all, if we're talking about who on the train knows Lu Li's strength best right now, it's naturally him, who has been sparring with Lu Li all afternoon.
"Lu Li, are you alright?" March 7th ran over and circled around him, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"I'm fine."
Lu Li lowered his hand and moved his wrist, feeling that it was no different from usual.
"That move you just made was so cool!" March 7's eyes sparkled. "When did you learn that?"
"How come I didn't know?"
"I……"
Lu Li opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
You can't say it was based on instinct, can you?
"It's instinct." Dan Heng walked over. "The sparring this afternoon has taught his body how to fight, but his mind hasn't caught up yet."
Lu Li: "..."
"Wow, that's amazing!" March 7th exclaimed even more excitedly. "Isn't that the legendary martial arts prodigy?"
Dan Heng nodded and looked at Lu Li: "You could say that."
"As long as Lu Li can master it in actual combat, this 'instinct' will become your most powerful weapon."
Lu Li: "..."
Please, stop giving me unnecessary drama.
I just want to be a quiet, unambitious person.
Return the weapons...
Salted Fish Greatsword?
……
the other side.
The storage area of the space station.
Kafka was gracefully walking among the display cases showcasing all sorts of strange objects.
It didn't feel like walking through a battlefield invaded by legions; it felt more like strolling through one's own backyard.
However, as she passed by a display case, she was intrigued by a holographic projection of a young girl next to it.
"Who is this? The Black Tower?" Kafka asked with great interest, looking at the projection.
"Hmm." Silver Wolf's voice came through the earphones.
"So young?" Kafka asked curiously. "I remember she was quite famous during the last Amber Period, at least a hundred years old, right?"
"She's a member of the Genius Club #83, the messenger of the [Intellectual] Master of Knowledge. Immortality and rejuvenation are not difficult for her."
"Heh, I remember there were over eighty people in the club's history, about half of whom died of old age." Kafka thought for a moment, "Wasn't there one who only lived for a dozen days... what was his name again?"
"That's nothing strange," Silver Wolf yawned.
"Aren't those immortal old monsters in games always waiting for the protagonist to destroy them? Immortality isn't necessarily a good thing."
"Ha, what a joke from the League." Kafka chuckled and continued walking deeper into the area.
But before long, the explosions outside had gradually subsided.
Kafka raised an eyebrow. "When did the antimatter legion become so weak?"
"That's all the troops I can attract. You don't want this place to be targeted by the main force of the legion, do you?"
"This kind of stuff alone can't hold off the Star Train crew."
"Don't worry, a doomsday beast has arrived too."
No sooner had she finished speaking than a phantom soldier suddenly appeared behind Kafka, its sharp blade silently piercing towards her back.
however.
Just as the blade was about to touch Kafka's trench coat, the phantom soldier's figure suddenly flickered twice, like a malfunctioning television signal.
Then it disappeared from the head as data.
"Cleaning up other people's messes isn't my job, is it, Kafka?"
Silver Wolf appeared on a display case not far away at some unknown time.
She sat cross-legged, looking down at the tablet in her hand, while blowing a pink bubble gum.
Kafka turned around and smiled helplessly: "Alright, alright, where did you put it, Silver Wolf?"
"The coordinates were just randomly selected, nothing fancy."
Silver Wolf jumped down from the display case and stretched. "Are you concerned about where that dummy soldier went?"
"I don't care," Kafka said, walking up to her. "It's just that no matter how many times I see it, I still find your methods truly unbelievable."
"It's just modifying real-world data, a trivial trick." Silver Wolf said nonchalantly.
Kafka smiled.
Only Silver Wolf would call this a trivial trick.
"Speaking of which, what were you looking at so intently just now? Let me see?"
Upon hearing Kafka's words, Silver Wolf instantly became excited. "The Black Tower's toys, the space station's catalog of curiosities, there are many interesting things in it."
Kafka asked curiously, "For example?"
"There is a gun that can score the creatures that appear in its crosshair from 0 to 100."
Kafka: "...What's so interesting about it?"
Silver Wolf's eyes lit up. "Aren't you curious about how many points you'll get? I'm quite curious to know."
Kafka smiled and said, "Sure, if it's on the way, let's go check it out."
Looking at Kafka, who seemed the same as always, Silver Wolf hesitated, remembering Kafka on the spaceship earlier.
"What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing." Silver Wolf shook his head.
Forget it.
Although I really wanted to ask, it was Kaffa's private matter and secret.
And since Kafka has returned to her normal self.
There shouldn't be any major problems, right?
Kafka, seeing that Silver Wolf didn't want to talk about it, didn't press further. "Where is the target location?"
"Continue deeper into the corridor behind the left door, and you'll find a room containing some kind of strange object."
"Is the [Star Core] there?"
"No, but..." Silver Wolf's fingertips traced through the air, and a stream of data unfolded before them, constructing a three-dimensional map of the space station.
"It can tell us where the star's core is."
……