Wu Song Lin spread out the blueprints of the frigate and said, "If you're alone, it's better to use a frigate. It's fast, inconspicuous, and agile. These days, the Milky Way Galaxy is getting more and more chaotic. If you want to pilot a large frigate out alone, it'll be easy for others to notice you. Hiding a vicious attack while keeping a low profile is the way to go."
Han Lang nodded, "I was thinking the same thing. Let's use the Vulture as the prototype. It's one of the bigger frigates and has solid workmanship. More importantly, there's a lot of space to modify it so we can stuff more equipment inside."
Mo Xiao Bei smiled, "The Vulture is a good choice. We happen to have a retired Sea Vulture here. We don't need to go elsewhere to order it, and we can shorten the construction time by more than twenty days."
"Sea Vulture?"
"It means Navy Vulture. Actually, when we modify the ship, we don't need anything else but the outer shell. Navy Vulture is a military model, so its armor is two levels stronger than the civilian version," Mo Xiao Bei explained.
Wu Song Lin said, "Two levels of armor is not bad, but the biggest feature of my modified ship is the strengthening of the structural layer."
"Normally, a warship's defense is three, two, and one. The outermost energy shield is the strongest, so it's three. The second is the armor, two, and the structural layer is the weakest, so it's one. I'll use black crystal titanium alloy to restructure the structural layer, making it as strong as the energy shield, or maybe even stronger."
Han Lang was surprised, "Isn't black crystal titanium alloy for soldiers to use as weapons?"
Wu Song Lin shrugged, "Yeah. If you think it's too expensive, you can lower the standard."
Han Lang waved his hand, "Forget it. I can't be stingy with my life. I'll just use black crystal titanium alloy to strengthen the structural layer."
Wu Song Lin smiled, "Trust me, Wu Dao introduced you to me. I'll definitely give you the best materials. You won't be spending the money in vain."
"After my enhancements, your ship's defense ratio should be around three, two, or four. This way, it'll be interesting when you're fighting with others. Even if the enemy can hit your ship's structural layer, the result will be that your structural layer is so hard that it can't be damaged at all! The enemy's misjudgment will be your chance to counterattack. "
"Next is the power system. The Vulture was originally equipped with a controllable fusion reactor and a guard-class hyperdrive propulsion engine. I'm going to replace it with a dual power system, both naval models. After all, the ship will be heavier after the modification, and a single power system will be too slow."
Han Lang thought for a moment and said, "Can you make it a three-engine system?"
Wu Songlin was startled. "It's not that we can't do a triple engine configuration, but we'll have to sacrifice some cabin space."
"Let's use the three-engine system. We won't lose out if we run fast," Han Lang decided.
Wu Song Lin didn't say anything, but he suddenly had a bad feeling.
A few minutes later …
"What? You don't even want the kitchen anymore! What do you eat and drink? "Wu Song Lin and Mo Xiao Bei asked in surprise.
Han Lang said nonchalantly, "I can eat energy bars and drink water. The water molecule harvester shouldn't take up much space, right?"
After a few more minutes …
"Not even a single bedroom!? Where do you sleep then? "Wu Song Lin and Mo Xiao Bei were once again shocked by Han Lang.
"A few blankets in the cockpit will do. If it doesn't work, I'll sleep in the corridor," Han Lang said very seriously. "I don't need a bedroom, but I must have a Space Oscillation Bomb Launcher."
Finally, the plan on how to modify the Navy-class Vulture was finalized. Han Lang seemed to be fine, but Wu Song Lin and Mo Xiao Bei were sweating.
Wu Song Lin looked at the finalized blueprint and sighed. "I've modified spaceships my whole life, and this is the first time I've seen someone like you. You even cut off half of the toilet. This ship only has power and defense, and defense and weapons. You even want to put a second set of radar and fire control arrays in the toilet. I really have to give it to you!"
.....
Whoosh ~
Han Lang paid the deposit and drove the shuttle away in satisfaction.
Wu Song Lin's shipyard was considered a relatively large existence in the Forgotten Land. Usually, it would take no more than a month to refit a ship. But now, Han Lang's freakish vulture-class ship would probably take more than two months to complete, and even then, he would have to work overtime.
The amount of work was too large. Han Lang's request was like dismantling a cruiser and putting it into a small frigate. How could it not be difficult?
However, Han Lang refused to compromise even a little. He felt that people would always suffer in life. The key was not to fall in the same place twice!
Han Lang and Wang Qin's starships bombarded each other, making Han Lang understand the importance of starships. He remembered that not only this ship had to be armed to the teeth, but if Han Lang switched to another warship model in the future, he would also have to be armed to the teeth!
Han Lang absolutely could not accept falling in the same place twice in a row!
People say that it's never too late to mend the pen after the sheep is lost, but Han Lang directly built a great wall and threw it there after the sheep was lost. It couldn't be helped, this was also caused by Han Lang's extreme personality.
After a storm that was neither too big nor too small, Han Lang's life once again returned to tranquility. He trained with all his might and studied with all his might. If he really couldn't take it anymore, he would take pills. In any case, he just wanted to improve himself at all costs.
Han Lang was very clear that a moment of arrogance on the battlefield was actually exchanged for months and years of hardship. Men not only had to be more ruthless to their enemies, but they also had to be more ruthless to themselves.
The arduous training was exchanged for the admiration of the three old men from the bottom of their hearts. There was no need to mention Zong Wudao and the Night Deity, even Wu Yun's attitude changed greatly. Not only did he teach Han Lang the things related to genetics that he wanted to learn, but he also taught Han Lang the things that he didn't want to learn.
The Demonic Thief Three Fanatics were famous not only because of their crazy demonic nature, but also because of the word 'fanatic'. The three of them were all patients with severe fanaticism.
Once they were obsessed with something, they were determined to get rid of it. They couldn't stop doing it, and they didn't even care about killing or arson.
Moreover, the Demonic Thief Three Fanatics spent their entire lives researching the things that they were obsessed with. They didn't really like to interact with outsiders, and they didn't have any disciples. For a period of time, Han Lang, who had barged into their lives, became the spiritual sustenance of the three old men. He carried a lot of the three old men's hopes.
Many times, people were like this. If Han Lang had met the Demonic Thief Three Fanatics when they were at their most arrogant, no matter how talented Han Lang was or how hard he studied, the three old men wouldn't even look at him. That was because the Demonic Thief Three Fanatics were busy with the things that they were obsessed with.
Now, after being trapped in the Forgotten Realm for tens of years, all of them were so bored that they didn't know what to do. Even Zong Wudao had started a nondescript business on the dark web, which showed how bored they were.
Coincidentally, at this time, Han Lang jumped out and was caught by the three old men. Without any explanation, that was Han Lang. Even if he didn't want to learn, they had to force Han Lang to learn.
In any case, the days were painful yet happy. In the blink of an eye, Han Lang had already left Earth for half a year. Thinking about it, it was already autumn in his hometown, and it was the time to eat hairy crabs.
As the saying went, when one was alone in a foreign land, one would miss one's loved ones even more on festive occasions. Knowing that one's brother had climbed to a high place and planted dogwood everywhere, there would be one less person.
Thinking about his brothers who stayed behind on Earth, Han Lang couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
However, Han Lang suspected that heartless people like Chen Zhong would also remember him. At this time, everyone was working hard for their dreams. News came from Earth that the first Dark Axe class battleship was about to go offline, and Han Lang also felt that he was about to touch the true essence of the Earth Dao.
In the cultivation room that had been modified, Han Lang was still trying again and again, trying to raise one of his ultimate skills to the realm of Dao.
The realm was something that couldn't be seen or touched. If you could understand it, it would exist. If you couldn't understand it, it would never exist.
Looking through the window, Zong Wudao and Black Night seemed to be more nervous than Han Lang. Soon, Wu Yun also came. Recently, he had been to Zong Wudao's house more than the past few years combined.
"How many days has it been?" Wu Yun asked curiously.
"It's the fifth day." Black Night looked back at Wu Yun, then returned his gaze to Han Lang.
Han Lang finally realized that these three old men were completely different from what they appeared to be. All of them looked so friendly, but they were actually taking medicine. It was the medicine that suppressed the fanaticism in their hearts. If they stopped taking medicine one day, it was guaranteed that these three old baddies who had once made the Milky Way tremble would return and stir up trouble again.
Of course, someone who could force these three old men to live in seclusion in the Forgotten Realm was definitely more terrifying than the three Chi. Han Lang had tried to probe them before, wanting to know who forced the three Chi and so many other notorious baddies into the Forgotten Realm, and who protected them in the Forgotten Realm.
Unfortunately, these three old men were very tight-lipped. Perhaps they felt that it wouldn't be good for Han Lang to know too much at this stage, so they still refused to tell Han Lang.
"Can Han Lang understand the Earth Splitting Hammer?" Black Night asked.
"Maybe he can. These two days, I feel that Han Lang is getting closer and closer to the Earth Dao." Zong Wudao thought about it and said, "Just a little bit more."
Wu Yun was stunned and said excitedly, "It's only been four months. He's much faster than you. Speaking of which, in your lineage, is the fastest to understand the Earth Dao? How is it compared to Han Lang? "
Zong Wudao was a little annoyed and said angrily, "Can you not ask such boring questions in the future? Let me put it this way. In my lineage, except for one, all the records are mine!
"I'm a f * cking legendary genius! And Han Lang is much stronger than me! Are you satisfied now? "
Seeing Zong Wudao's face turn black, Black Night and Wu Yun were satisfied.
Wu Yun's expression changed, and he stopped joking with Zong Wudao. Instead, he said seriously, "Did you see the strange video that Old Mo sent?"
Zong Wudao and Black Night nodded and their eyes became serious.
Wu Yun continued, "At first, I tried to use the software to analyze Old Mo's state at that time. However, I thought that the software is artificial intelligence after all, so it can't analyze the deeper thoughts of intelligent beings. So, I thought of Little Blossom and showed him the last video that Old Mo sent. I want to know what Little Blossom thinks with his animal intuition."
Black Night asked hurriedly, "What did Little Blossom say?"
Wu Yun shook his head and said, "Of course, Little Blossom can't speak, but I can feel that Little Blossom thinks Old Mo is in a bad situation."
Sigh ~
Zong Wudao complained, "Old Mo trusts us the most, but we're trapped in this d * mn place and can't get out!"
The three of them looked very sad. This was often the case for older people. They had fewer and fewer friends around them, and they cherished each and every one of them.
Suddenly, Black Night's eyes lit up. He pointed at Han Lang, who was focused on cultivating, and said, "We're trapped, but he's not. If there's really no other way …"
.....
In the cultivation room, Han Lang was in a state of quiet contemplation.
If the Dao of Heaven, the space-breaking strike, the so-called space-breaking strike was not the sky, but the void.
Then, what did the Dao of Earth, the Earth Breaking Hammer, refer to?
Shattering a planet?
Han Lang shook his head. He felt that it was not that simple. The earth was heavy and nurtured countless lives. The Dao of Earth must represent something …
Life?!
Could the Dao of Earth tear apart life?!
But what is life?
Han Lang's brain began to spin wildly, and his thoughts brought Han Lang to a faraway place.
He remembered the nervous faces of the adults when they gathered and talked about the future when he was a child.
They were all lowly lives with nowhere to put their hopes.
Han Lang also remembered the warrior who gave him the greatest shock in his life. Pang Zuolin, 33 years old, two-star superhuman, strength-type, from Suqian, Jiangsu Province.
That was an unyielding life! Han Lang would never forget it for the rest of his life!
When the Marauders attacked Earth, it was this man who carried a bronze bull and jumped down from a building dozens of stories high without a care for his own safety!
If those warriors who were born in a developed country in the Milky Way and had received formal training saw this scene, they would definitely think that Pang Zuolin was stupid. This was because they all knew that the starship had an energy shield and the energy shield could deflect physical attacks.
Was he really stupid?
The reason why Han Lang respected Pang Zuolin so much was because whether he knew the function of the energy shield or not, the final choice would be the same!
He would carry a bronze bull that was dozens of times his own weight and jump down from the top of the building without a care for his own safety!
Victory was never created by those who were smart, but by those who risked their lives for their dreams!
The truth was exactly like this. The Marauder's spaceship did not activate its energy shield at a low altitude, and no matter what the result was, Pang Zuolin risked his life to fight! That was why that tragic battle had such a memorable ending!
A warrior would experience many battles in his life and forget many battles, but he would never forget his first time, and it would even affect his life.
Until now, Han Lang could still hear the voice that kept ringing in his ears that day.
"The civilians are threatened!"
"Protect the civilians!"
"Superhumans, follow me!"
He saw the warriors rushing from all directions, even though most of them were not warriors at that time, but teachers, students, and workers.
But so what!
When the Earth was threatened, they stood there! Using their own clumsy techniques, they fought with the enemy until the last moment!
There was also Hu Hai, 24 years old, a one-star superhuman, fire element, from Xiangtan, Hunan.
It was another life that Han Lang could never forget. That day was his wedding day, but he was the first to appear on the battlefield in a beautiful groom's dress, and in the end, he stayed on the battlefield forever.
When his fiancée, wearing a wedding dress, carried him, Han Lang felt that his heart was about to break!
This was life!
A life that was as humble as weeds, but would never surrender!
Han Lang might not be able to remember those great and immortal names, but he would never forget those most ordinary people and the light at the last moment of their lives!
The Earth Splitting Hammer was to break the shackles of fate!
The lowly fate of the Earthlings must be broken!
Understanding in the heart, uncontrollable, this was the Dao!
The Dao of the Earth!
What was broken was not the earth!
What was broken was life!
Rumble ~
Han Lang's eyes were red, and there were tears in his eyes. He punched the ground!
Break for me!!!
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