Our great nation of China traverses the multiverse.

If it hadn't woken up on the projection ship...

On the armed ship, all you need is an energy weapon.

It will show those who captured it what interstellar civilization is all about!

I know you won't believe me.

Zhou Zhe nodded to Old Zhu, then pressed the remote control in his hand.

A video began playing in front of the engineer.

It was an armored vehicle, and in front of it was something that looked like a wormhole.

The wormhole was pitch black and spherical, with glittering stars above it.

"Wormhole?"

The engineer was taken aback.

He can't be wrong.

This is a wormhole!

incredible.

This human is still wielding kinetic weapons.

It's actually possible to create wormholes!

This is something even engineers can't do!

The armored vehicle drove directly into the wormhole, and then the scene shifted, showing it on a spaceship.

As the camera continues to move.

The armored vehicles have arrived on planet LV233!

It wasn't until they saw this scene that the engineer fully believed it.

It stayed where it was.

These humans actually came from a parallel universe!

"Where am I now?!"

The engineer, realizing what was happening, asked urgently.

"Nature is our universe."

Zhou Zhe immediately guessed Horos's thoughts: this guy wanted to run away!

"!"

"It's over, it's finished..."

Hearing Zhou Zhe's affirmative answer, Horos was utterly devastated.

This is like walking into a den of thieves.

Even if it runs away, so what?

There probably aren't any engineers in this universe!

"Now, can we continue our discussion?"

Having shattered the engineer's psychological defenses and extinguished his last hope, Zhou Zhe smiled slightly and said softly:

"It's time for us to talk about 'cooperation'."

"We are very interested in your race's biotechnology!"

Chapter 181 Biological Exoskeleton!

Xishan Base, underground section.

Inside the rest cabin, a call bell rang.

On the bed, a device records the sound perfectly.

In the virtual world,

Fang Jing was wearing a brocade robe, standing on a flying sword, floating above the mountains and among the white clouds.

They floated up on the wind, their sleeves fluttering, enjoying themselves immensely.

Suddenly, the communication interface popped up on its own!

Zhou Yuan's voice came through.

"Fang Jing, Fang Jing, quick! There's something good in the disinfection room!"

"nice one?"

Fang Jing turned his head and checked the time.

Depend on,

It's already 3 PM!

After eating, I played this virtual game, and before I knew it, three hours had passed.

But this game...

It’s really cool!

Fang Jing never expected that it would only take two months.

He wrote a rough draft of the game, and it was then made.

Just now, he was playing the role of a sword cultivator from Zhongzhou, traveling around and enjoying the scenery... finding solace in the world!

"Play around as you please, it's time to go to work!"

Upon bringing up the settings page, Fang Jing scrolled down without hesitation and pressed the exit button.

Inside the rest pod, Fang Jing, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.

He took off the equipment from his head, looking somewhat reluctant.

"Damn, it's only me. If a gamer came here, he'd probably just want to coast through life."

This is a virtual game, you know!

No, I can't let entertainment ruin my life!

The game Reality Online is even more exciting with me!

As he spoke, Fang Jing jumped out of bed.

Let's go to work!

Outside the disinfection room No. 5 that Zhou Yuan mentioned, Fang Jing looked at the empty corridor and raised an eyebrow.

What is this operation?

What about people?

"Put on your protective suits and come inside!"

The surveillance camera suddenly went off in the hallway.

Without hesitation, Fang Jing put on protective clothing, went through the required checks, and entered the airlock.

"What's Zhou doing, all mysterious?"

As I was thinking this, a mechanical notification sound suddenly rang out beside me.

"The oxygen content in the disinfection room is insufficient, and the carbon dioxide ratio has reached 95%. Please make sure you are wearing an oxygen tank with your protective suit."

Next, a small boat popped open on the side of the airlock, revealing a replacement oxygen tank.

Fang Jing put on the oxygen tank following the safety instructions.

At the same time, I became even more confused.

What is this?

Why is the disinfection room turned into an off-earth environment?

95% carbon dioxide, this must be the Martian environment!

"Brother Zhou, what are you doing?"

Everything was confirmed, and the airlock was opened.

Fang Jing looked up, his eyes widened, and his mouth gaped open.

At this moment, in the spacious backup disinfection room, Zhou Yuan was not wearing a protective suit!

Hearing the movement of the airlock, Zhou Yuan's lips curled into a smile as he slowly turned his head.

Now, Fang Jing sees it all clearly!

Zhou Yuan wasn't without protective gear; to be honest, he wasn't even wearing clothes right now.

His massive body was covered by a layer of close-fitting, protruding gray outer armor.