Ling Xingjian remained outwardly calm, but her heart suddenly tightened. Everything Chen Jin had said was correct, and he did not look panicked in the slightest.
He had nothing to fear, completely unafraid that the Fusion Furnace would explode.
"Do you know that I personally took part in overseeing the assembly and calibration of the Fusion Furnace aboard the Advance? I know its magnetic confinement model like the back of my hand. If I don't want it to explode, then it simply cannot explode."
Chen Jin drained his glass of red wine in one gulp, wearing a smug expression. Then, in an instant, he became disappointed, finding everything dull and tasteless.
"I once thought you were unfathomable, but now I suddenly realize you are nothing special after all. It seems there is no place for you on my Ark."
What?
Ling Xingjian was a little flustered.
Not merely because of Chen Jin's words, but because the time she had bought was, at most, a little over forty seconds. It was not even a fraction of the estimated time.
"Oh? The reactor has begun pressurizing. Looks like your accomplice has made a move. But it is all in vain." Chen Jin closed his left eye and began manipulating electromagnetic force to confine the reactor according to a complex model. At the same time, he leisurely raised a hand. "As special treatment, I'll let you—"
Before Chen Jin could finish, Ling Xingjian suddenly erupted into action. She snapped on her helmet, raised her gun, aimed, and prepared to fire. Her speed, reaction, and accuracy reached the limit of human capability across the short distance of the long table.
But Chen Jin merely flicked a finger, and a powerful Gravity Field abruptly appeared. A tremendous force ten times Earth's gravity descended upon Ling