4:20 p.m., inside the simulation space.
"Ha ha! Ye Lin!"
"Check out this move!"
Inside the simulation space, He Zheng stood atop a skyscraper, holding his twin axes as he shouted excitedly at the three people below. He wanted to show off the new "skill" he had just figured out.
On the rubble-strewn ground, Ye Lin and the other two looked up from their tactical planning, temporarily pausing their sixth simulation.
Seeing that he had their attention, He Zheng took a deep breath and stepped to the edge of the building, ready to demonstrate.
He had only come up with this move after "dying" several times.
Like Ye Lin, he lacked ranged attacks. After getting blown up four or five times by plasma Mutants, he had simply started thinking about how to compensate for that weakness.
Although his Leaping Slash covered plenty of distance and was fast enough, he couldn't change direction in midair. Even if he leaped right into an enemy's face, he would still have to take several attacks on the way. That was why he had been trying to figure out how to kill his opponent during the leap.
Once he put his mind to it and kept thinking it over, he actually came up with a solution.
Without wasting any time, He Zheng expended mental energy to simulate five more plasma Mutants a hundred meters from the building.
As the turret-like plasma Mutants emerged from the ground, his expression turned serious.
Almost the instant the Mutants spawned, five balls of plasma began charging in their mouths.
Standing at the rooftop's edge, He Zheng's muscles rapidly swelled, his thighs abruptly bulking up like those of a mutated bullfrog.
With a furious roar, he bent his knees and launched himself toward the Mutants like a cannonball.
Boom!!
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