Rat-a-tat-tat-tat... A string of bullets struck Shen Feng and Jingwei, sending sparks flying at once.
Jingwei raised an eyebrow and glared at the drone, instantly releasing an electromagnetic pulse.
The drone burst with sparks from a short circuit and immediately fell from the air to the ground.
At the same time, the surrounding Grey Tide surged forward, completely enveloping the drone before delivering it to Shen Feng.
Shen Feng twisted his neck, and the nano armor covering his body popped the embedded bullets loose, sending them clattering to the floor.
With the nano armor's protection, ordinary light weapons posed no threat to him.
He picked up the drone, which was only the size of a robot vacuum. It was grayish-black all over and looked slightly worn, bearing a Cloud Palace logo. When he turned it over, a line of large words appeared before his eyes:
Elysium.
Shen Feng frowned. Fine tendrils of Grey Tide rapidly extended from the surface of his body and poured into the drone, probing its processor and memory. At the same time, his Silicon-Based Brain began operating at high speed, trying to extract useful information from it.
Yet the information he obtained was extremely rudimentary. Apart from basic protocols, there were only commands such as "Identify illegal escapees, hunt antisocial personalities," followed by instructions to return for recharging and reloading.
There was not much useful information.
Jingwei frowned and said:
"It's just a very simple drone. There's nothing distinctive about it. The military technology of every country could easily achieve this... and make something even smaller, more precise, and more lethal."
Judging from the drone's structure, it communicated through a network, received commands, and carried out missions.
It was part of some powerful network.
So this world still possessed its own modern technology?
Shen Feng casually