Aircraft didn't care about anyone else's praise. Ever since cultivating the Sunflower Manual, his reproductive system had been separated from his main body, and he had long since become free of worldly desires. He didn't even look at sexy pictures online anymore.
The only thing he was interested in now was upgrading his Radiation Condor to S-rank. He had a feeling that once his Radiation Beast advanced to S-rank, all his attributes would undergo a qualitative improvement.
The system's "beep beep" suddenly rang out.
Aircraft frowned. His increasingly fair and clean little face lifted slightly. He suspected that some bored idiot had posted another sexy picture.
He didn't look.
However, the "beep beep" continued without end. It seemed someone was @-ing him, and he finally couldn't stand it anymore. He opened the forum, and his pupils contracted.
"@Aircraft, both hundred-man patrol teams have been wiped out. They were all killed instantly and are heading your way. Be careful!!"
"Prepare for battle!!"
At Aircraft's command, the players who had been bragging, chatting, and idling around immediately perked up. One after another, they shot off the backs of their birds, using either flight abilities or the flight modules built into their exoskeleton armor.
Only second-tier players could participate in patrols. The second-tier combat unit was the "Planetary Exploration Warrior."
The vacuum of space was lonely and silent. Only a few ruined fireballs in the distance still radiated waves of heat.
The feeling of this outer region being infinitely vast while they themselves were insignificantly tiny made sweat break out on many players' foreheads.
One player forced a laugh.
"Why are you making things so serious? Anyone who didn't know better would think we were playing a horror game."
As soon as he finished speaking, the player's face began to turn pale. His