star lord returns

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and sometimes it is necessary to make a quick decision, and Nan Jing has already felt that he has entered a certain situation of isolation and helplessness.

Put it to death and survive, release the source of consciousness, and use the source of consciousness to perceive the position of the gray mecha in advance.

This is the unique method of Nanjing.

His source of consciousness is quite special, he can perceive the existence of other people's source of consciousness, and it is precisely this unique source of consciousness that gives him the ability to manufacture mechas beyond ordinary people - you know, the mecha maker uses source of consciousness.

Ressel vaguely felt that a strange energy was chasing him, but he couldn't find where that energy came from.

He pursed his thin lips, and connected the biological mech, which was completely different from Chi Yu, which did not have a complete keyboard console, with a deeper source of consciousness, and controlled the mech with a combination of intentional and manual operations.

Nan Jing closed his eyes, allowing the source of consciousness to be released in large quantities.

The iceberg environment of the site caused the ambient temperature to get lower and lower, and Nan Jing's dexterous fingers began to feel numb and stiff, making it difficult to control the direction of the mech well.

Moreover, Chi Yu, which originally belonged to the fire attribute, also suffered from a decrease in the flexibility of its functions due to the long freezing time and the sudden drop in temperature.

Nan Jing knew that this battle needed to be ended quickly, not a protracted one.

After a few more moves, Ressel's biological mech made a flashing jump.

In Nan Jing's pupils, the mecha in front of him disappeared almost in the blink of an eye, and then Chi Yu's ass was kicked hard——

"Depend on!"

Nan Jing was finally knocked to the ground by Ressel.

However, Ressel was not bad. When Chi Yu was about to touch the virtual ice blade, he drove the biological mecha and pulled Chi Yu's body, so that it didn't make it too ugly to lose.

Chi Yu angrily reprimanded Nan Jing: "Your level is too bad, my God, I actually lost such a big person in front of tens of millions of spectators, you need to reflect on yourself!"

"Please, I don't have any experience in fighting biological mechs at all, okay?"

It is precisely because of this that Nan Jing secretly made up his mind that he must get the manufacturing method of the biological mech in his hands, because this kind of mecha is too powerful.

Before jumping out of the blazing feathers, Nan Jing kindly reminded: "Also, the preliminary estimate of the number of people watching this game is more than a billion people, not the tens of millions you said."

After finishing speaking, he immediately left Chi Yu, and immediately took Chi Yu in with the mecha space chain, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Ressel also stepped down from the mech, with a ruddy complexion, seemingly unaffected by the ice and snow.

Nan Jing shook his body, folded his arms and rubbed each other, he could let out a breath when he opened his mouth.

"You are amazing." He said sincerely.

Ressel walked towards Nanjing, smiled and said: "You are also very powerful, even much more powerful than I imagined."

Wearing a thick down jacket, the host walked over with a microphone in hand, and said with a smile on his face: "The relationship between the two contestants seems to be very good, so now, I can ask..."

"Sorry, I can't be interviewed"

Ressel interrupted the host's words without losing face.

host:"……"

Well, he originally wanted to fight again, but after seeing that pretty face and gentle smile, he suddenly felt that if he forced the winner, he would be too cruel.

"I still have some things to do, can I leave first?" Ressel said.

The host smiled enthusiastically and said, "Of course, you can do whatever you want."

Ressel left a beautiful smile, put a hand on Nan Jing's shoulder, and pushed him away from the arena where everyone was watching.

Nan Jing was completely convinced by Ressel.

That face is simply a nirvana. You know, this host is notoriously difficult. If it were someone else, don't imagine that you can leave so easily.

Nan Jing looked at the temperature difference record on the terminal, and his eyes almost popped out of the window.

"Oh my God, they dare to set the temperature to minus [-] degrees. Are they going to freeze us to death?"

Nan Jing's exclamation made the next group of contestants who passed by couldn't help but look at him more.

Ressel nodded and said, "If it wasn't for the low temperature, the end of this game might have to be extended for a while."

Nan Jing looked up at Ressel and asked curiously, "But this temperature doesn't seem to have much effect on you."

God knows that his hands and feet are still cold until now, and when Ressel touched his shoulder just now, he already felt the warmth of his palm through the thin material.

Facing Nan Jing's surprise, Ressel smiled and took off his coat and handed it to Nan Jing.

"This is a fully automatic temperature-adjusting clothing produced in my hometown. It can keep the body at a constant temperature. Whether it is high or low temperature, as long as it is on board, everything will no longer be a problem."

Nan Jing couldn't put it down touching the gorgeous and rare fabric, and sincerely said with emotion: "It's so fucking cheating!"

That coat is a light gray slim fit long style, not only can keep the temperature constant, even the size can be adjusted automatically by shrinking.

It can even be said that this kind of clothes is a symbol of identity and status for people in the Vera galaxy.

Ressel only has such a full range of cold and heat resistant clothes.

This was given to him by the Royal Highness whom he was loyal to when he came to the Galactic Empire. Ressel was extremely precious.

Nan Jing was excited to find that there was a thread coming out of it, and then took advantage of Ressel's inattention, pulled out the thread and hid it in his jacket pocket, waiting to be given to the scientists in the laboratory for research.

Although he is just a small piece of thread, this may be a big step in the scientific development of the Galactic Empire!

Seeing all this in his eyes, he passed by Lantis who was about to enter the arena: "..."

From the moment he entered the door, he saw Nan Jing from a distance holding the clothes that the guy with a symmetrical face next to him took off, looking at and touching with fascination.

Unexpectedly, this is not counted, Nan Jing even hides the lint from the boy's clothes in a slightly wretched manner!

And that bastard—

Landis walked at the end of their group of contestants, slowed down, and his eyes intersected with Ressel's in the air.

The moment Nan Jing lowered his head, Landis happened to pass by him, so he didn't see Landis's face that was so black that it could be seen through the disguise mask.

"Your clothes are amazing!" Nam Kyung praised.

Ressel took the clothes and put them on, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your compliment."

He looked behind Nan Jing, and found a man who was obviously wearing a disguise, looking at him with a look of "seeing you very upset and wanting to beat you up" from the beginning to the end.

Ressel: "..."

What amazing things did he do?

"Ok?"

Nan Jing also noticed that Ressel's gaze had been looking behind him, so he turned his head following Ressel's gaze, and saw that the person whose back was too familiar to him was about to walk to the gate of the arena.

That's Landis!

Actions preceded brains, Nan Jing called out "Darling" loudly, and ran to Landis in a hurry.

Under the weird gaze of a group of contestants and ushers, Nan Jing had a big smile from ear to ear, and he held Landis's arm with both hands, cheering him on.

"Come on my dear, I'll wait outside for you to come out."

Even if Landis was upset, it disappeared at this moment.

Well, his wife is so heartless and careless, it makes no sense for him to be jealous.

Finally, there was a bit of warmth on the cold face. Landis slightly bent the corner of his mouth and raised his hand to scrape Nan Jing's nose, and said in a very gentle voice: "Honey, I'm going out to clean you up."

Nan Jing: "..."

Why?Why did Landis' words sound so strange?

Ressel twitched the corners of his mouth, and decided to silently stuff his words into his stomach.

After the game, you can leave the fully enclosed accommodation. Nan Jing was anxious to see his two sons, and didn't want to stay here for a second.

He and Ressel have already added each other's terminal numbers, and future contact can only be resolved through the terminal.

"Want to come with me to meet Landis and my father?" Nan Jing asked.

Ressel smiled and shook his head, "I still have other things to do, and the contact between us will be very frequent in the future, not at this moment."

"Then I'll go first." Nan Jing said.

He said goodbye to Ressel and walked directly outside the venue.

Outside the venue, Nan Jing saw a few familiar faces among the scattered pedestrians.

Besides Wenman Ellens and the three babies, Nan Jing unexpectedly discovered that Feng Qitong and Young Master Jinghua were also here!

"Why are you here?"

Nan Jing rushed over in surprise and gave Feng Qitong and Mr. Jinghua a hug.