Everyone in the escape pod turned ashen at the sight of the black figure outside.
Though these humans from an extraterrestrial civilization were all fairly strong, faced with the level 8 powerhouse outside who could interfere with matter, they could only watch helplessly as the escape pod's hull was easily breached.
Chen Jue had no intention of indulging these aliens. Since they had dared to open fire on his side, they deserved punishment.
Using [Matter Interference], he easily melted through the thick hull and slipped through the opening before him like flowing water.
By the time he reached the high-tech bridge, droplets of molten metal from the hull were seeping into the escape pod like rain.
Chen Jue waved a hand. Plasma energy burst from his fingertips and combined with the molten hull metal, turning into countless golden fishing lines that swept in every direction.
In less than half a minute, the fishing lines were flying throughout the spacecraft's interior, even more formidable than the most terrifying biological weapon. Penetrating every gap, they hooked their prey and bound all the thousand-plus alien crew members within Chen Jue's perception, dragging them before him.
Even the tall, fully armed captain, who possessed level 6 strength, was wrapped tightly like a mummy and suspended above the bridge.
"#％￥" Even after being bound, the captain refused to give up, babbling loudly at Chen Jue without stopping.
Naturally, Chen Jue could not understand the alien's gibberish. He could only reach out and rub his fingers together, catching a glob of molten metal dripping from the hull and using [Matter Interference] to fashion a pair of metal earplugs.
He also inscribed the functions "mental translation," "language communication," and "language conversion" onto the earplugs, then merged them into the head section of his Combat Suit.
At last,