Chapter 220 I'm Not Alone

"It's no use. I can't do it."

Just like a ventriloquist slapping the gavel behind the scenes, Gongshu Liang, the uncle who looks passionate on weekdays, held his forehead and said this sentence helplessly.

"Really, there really is no way?"

Fu Xuan tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, and even the usually lively San Yueqi turned into a worried expression after hearing such affirmative words.

Walter pushed up his glasses, and the mirror reflected a light that made it impossible to tell his emotions.

A massive black hole is approaching. Faced with such a natural disaster, they can do nothing but watch. Even how to approach it safely is a very difficult problem.

"The Engineering Division can make tools similar to traction gravity, but in terms of magnitude, facing a celestial body like that, it is almost useless. At most, it can only be used to tow the Star Raft."

Gongshu Liang's two thick black eyebrows were tightly entangled together. For craftsmen, failing to meet the employer's expectations is the last thing they want to see, but the current situation is beyond their capabilities.

When it comes to making ingenious machines, they can help, but they are powerless in the face of a natural disaster of this magnitude.

"Star raft?"

This word seemed to spark a flash of inspiration in Fu Xuan's mind. He placed his finger on his chin and fell into deep thought for a moment.

"How many Starships are left in Star Harbor?"

"Um, about 50000 ships, why do you ask this, Master Taibu?"

Gongshu Liang hesitated for a moment, but quickly gave an answer. Although the control of Xingcha was the responsibility of Tianbosi, the manufacturing was still under their control.

"Can you install these traction tools on each star ship?"

Fu Xuan's eyes gleamed with a gleam of light. The trajectories of the flying star rafts intertwined in her eyes, gradually forming a "net".

"You mean..."

Gongshu Liang's tone became excited. As an experienced craftsman, he could certainly understand the meaning of Fu Xuan's words.

"Are you saying that we should let Xingcha win by numbers? It is indeed worth a try."

He clenched his hand into a fist and pounded his other palm hard, and the fire in Gongshu Liang's eyes burned again.

"That's right." Fu Xuan nodded. A tiny force is useless against a black hole, but if it is concentrated, it may change the situation of the battle.

"But what if the spacecraft is pulled by the gravity of the black hole during transportation and drifts?"

The solution was proposed, but Gongshu Liang was still experienced enough to find possible problems.

"Then we can only rely on our brave pilots..."

Fu Xuan looked into the distance, where the best pilots in Luofu were located, and where the Star Raft and the entire Luofu waterway were managed.

Tianbosi, Sichen Palace.

"Everyone, there is a task for us to do now."

Yukong's voice was firm and certain, just like usual.

Below her, thousands of fox flying warriors stood in a neat and orderly manner.

The fox people have sharp eyes and ears, and are not only good at observing people's words and expressions, but are also experts in driving star rafts. On Luofu, the best pilots are often from the fox tribe.

"The Immortal Ship has encountered a disaster and needs the best pilots to carry out a determined mission, and we have no choice but to do it."

"Those of you who have descendants left in your family, step out!"

Among the thousands of people in the array, about one-third stood out. Their faces were weathered and their starships had traveled in the universe before.

"Those of the Fox Clan who are over 100 years old and under 250 years old, and those of the Immortal Boat Clan who are over 200 years old, step out!"

The lifespan of fox people is about three hundred years. Although not as long-lived as the people on the fairy boat, it is still much longer than that of ordinary people.

"Those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for us, our descendants, and more people's existence, step forward!"

Yukong looked at the people under her feet. Their unwavering faith shone like steel. She had not seen such eyes for a long time.

"Yukui, bring me my helmet."

"Master Yukong, do you want to?"

An expression of horror appeared on the face of Yukong's secretary Xikui. She held the cutting board in her arms and tried to persuade him.

"Don't you still have Qingni..."

The "Qing Ni" mentioned by Xi Kui is a daughter adopted by Yu Kong from a deceased comrade-in-arms. He has raised her personally for many years. Logically speaking, she should also be in the camp that does not fight.

"No need to say more."

Yukong waved his hand, his eyes full of determination.

She is already about 270 years old, not far from the life span limit of the fox people.

But she knew that if she couldn't survive this crisis, her "little home" would not be safe either.

Sacrifice your own family for the sake of the public. When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact? But when she took the helmet, she still whispered something in the ear of her secretary.

"Tell Qingni that mom loves her..."

After this sentence, there was a back view that never looked back.

space.

Everything within Yao Luo's sight was enveloped by the gravity of the black hole. If he hadn't used gravity to anchor himself in space, his figure would have been swallowed up by the existence before him.

"More, try harder."

Golden blood was already flowing out from the gaps between the fingers, and the white bones of the fingers that had been continuously pulling the bow were clearly visible.

The continuous high-intensity attacks had almost drained every inch of his life force. His muscles were groaning, and now the power he output was more than five times more than when he fought against Fen Feng.

But this only slowed down the expansion of the black hole a little, and the black death was still trying to catch up with people.

The hands that were drawing the bow were shaking constantly, but the spine remained straight.

Suddenly, a dazzling green color appeared beside his eyes, and the ancient water that could not be seen in space suddenly enveloped Yao Luo's whole body.

"Dan, Dan Heng..."

Yao Luo's voice was already hoarse, and he no longer had the energy to turn his head to look at his companions.

"Don't talk, just deal with it calmly."

A voice full of security passed by Yao Luo, and Dan Heng's Dragon Lord power wrapped around Yao Luo's arrows like an arm, providing a powerful supplement for it.

"Unfortunately, I don't have all the power left now. If I had the remaining power, I could restore your condition to some extent."

Dan Heng's tone was filled with regret. At this moment, the power of the Dragon Lord in his body was only about half.

The power of "immortality" includes "destruction" and "creation".

And the other half is in the body of the current Dan Dingsi Dragon Girl—Bai Lu.

"Walter and Xing, are they okay?"

Yao Luo did not look back, and used his remaining strength to ask Dan Heng.

"We and Jing Yuan defeated Huanlong, but he has fallen into a coma."

Yao Luo's shoulders relaxed. His guess was right. After weakening the branches of Jianmu in various places, Jing Yuan and his men already had the power to defeat Huanlong.

And Jing Yuan also fulfilled his promise.

"He told me to tell you, when the black star shines, hold the maple leaf."

"Maple Leaf?"

After hearing these words, the yellow maple leaf given to Yao Luo by Jing Yuan began to glow slowly in Yao Luo's body, as if a power was about to surge out of it.

However, this force is still useless in the face of the current situation.

"Are we the only two now?"

Yao Luo smiled bitterly. He could already feel that he could only hold on for half an hour at most, probably only until the immortal boat left.

"No, they are behind you."

Yao Luo turned his head suddenly. The long-term infusion of power had made him forget to scout the surrounding environment. And just as he turned his head, a scene that he would never forget appeared beside him.

The densely packed star rafts are arranged in a neat array under the starry sky. They are the brave ones moving forward in the darkness and the flying warriors who live and die.

On each star ship, the fluctuation of the gravitational traction instrument is like a tiny star, and this faint spark, along with the tail flame trailing behind the star ship, now actually ignites the entire sky.

In front of the many arrays, the Starry Sky Train arrived as promised, and that ray of light guided the direction forward.

"Jizi, Walter, everyone..."

Many images were reflected in Yao Luo's pupils, leaving a dazzling light in his eyes.

"Yao Luo, Yao Luo, can you hear me?"

Fu Xuan's voice was transmitted to Yao Luo's ears through remote sensing, which is the technology that people now use to communicate with each other across the galaxy.

"In Luofu, there are 52,210 star ships that can be mobilized, along with 30,000 fox pilots and more than 22,000 fairy boat pilots..."

"Now, all of them are at your disposal..."

The star rafts approached Yaoluo, and a network of gravitational traction devices formed between the star rafts. They will use their mortal bodies and the power of technology to fight against natural disasters!

There are such sentences in the ancient books of Xianzhou, "Emperor's Bow Track Song" and "Universal Mirror", which are most appropriate to describe the current situation:
"There are 200 warriors who have died, and they swear to save the ship with their iron bones."

"...How much sorrow does the hunting bow have? The arrow is on the string, the golden pupil is blazing, the emperor bow should not look back."

(End of this chapter)