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Chapter 371

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Once inside the starship, everyone ran as fast as they could. They all knew the situation they were in. If something happened to Ye Chong, the rest of them would be in the same predicament. While they were all forced by Ye Chong to come, they all gave it their all now. The little boy bit his lip, his face solemn. His usual joking was nowhere to be seen.

"Everyone, get to your positions." The little boy was now the commander. "Sister Bing, main photon processor!" Rui Bing immediately ran to the nearby photon processor. Rui Bing was already running as fast as she could. She left a white blur behind her as she reached the photon processor. She gently placed the little boy on the chair in front of the processor.

As soon as the boy steadied himself, he couldn't wait to operate the main control optical computer.

The rest of them were already in their respective pilot positions.

"Air circulation system normal."

"Propulsion system normal."

"Scanning system normal."

A series of responses were immediately transmitted to the little boy in front of the photon processor. The little boy's large eyes did not move, as he focused on the controls. His pale hands clumsily operated on the controls.

"Initiating spacecraft warm-up program."

"Calculating spacecraft's energy. Beginning optimization calculations. Prepare for takeoff."

This was the final preparation before takeoff. Everyone was focused on the instruments in front of them. Takeoff was not an easy task. It required the cooperation of many people. However, every step had been completed perfectly. Once the energy optimization was completed, the spacecraft would be ready for takeoff.

"Warning, warning. Energy consumption less than 8%. Takeoff program aborted. "The sweet electronic voice sounded like a bolt from the blue to everyone's ears.

Rui Bing's face paled!

Ye Chong breathed with all his might. The night air had a slight sweetness to it, and every breath he took left a burning sensation in his throat. His naked upper body was a mixture of blood and sweat, making it difficult to distinguish. His chest rose and fell rapidly like a bellows. Everyone stared unblinkingly at this body that was not considered strong. It actually contained such astonishing power.

His face was still expressionless. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and the crisscrossing wounds on his body like a spider's web. It was a shocking sight to behold. They could not help but admire Ye Chong's tenacity.

No one could do anything about the area covered in darkness. They could only look at Ye Chong and sigh.

Just when everyone was at a loss of what to do, a voice suddenly came from the crowd. "Everyone, hit him with the weapons in your hands!"

Ye Chong's heart skipped a beat. With his sharp hearing, he could tell that the voice belonged to the young man who had been pestering him earlier. Ye Chong was the first to react. Just as the ambusher finished his sentence, Ye Chong rolled on the ground. But in his heart, he was lamenting. It seemed that he had reached a point where he had to run.

He didn't have much stamina left. Facing such a large group of people, he wasn't sure if he could even last a minute if the intensity of the attack was the same as before.

All the Wang villagers seemed to wake up from a dream, and threw their weapons at Ye Chong. Ye Chong stood where he was just now and looked up into the sky. The sky darkened, and the weapons that covered the sun were coming towards him like a dark cloud.

Despite Ye Chong's determination, his heart skipped a beat at the sight. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Otherwise, he would have become a hedgehog.

Thud, thud, thud. Dense rain-like voices shrouded the empty space, lingering on endlessly.

Fortunately, Ye Chong knew that this was not the time to think. He exerted strength in his knees and palms, and suddenly bounced up from the ground like a high-speed rolling ball.

Ye Chong moved quickly, reaching the edge of the empty space in the blink of an eye. The spear in his hand was like a poisonous dragon coming out of its cave, piercing into the gap in the crowd. The villagers were very close to each other, and the gap between them was only a fist's width. Ye Chong's spear was precise, and it silently pierced into the empty space the size of a fist.

Ye Chong's arms that held the spear contracted and expanded rapidly. With a ripple that was too fast to be seen, the handle of the spear suddenly trembled.

The people on both sides of the spear felt a strong force coming at them, and lost their balance, falling to the sides.

Screams and curses could be heard, but Ye Chong's front was now empty.

Without hesitation, Ye Chong moved with the spear, fast as lightning.

Ye Chong was like a sharp awl, piercing into the densely packed crowd. Ye Chong had already known his surroundings before he made his move. He chose the direction opposite to the three servants from the Ancestral Hall. The three old men were not easy to deal with. If he got entangled by any one of them, he would probably die here.

Ye Chong was best at chaotic battles. The more complicated the environment, the better he could perform. He was calm and decisive, and his excellent calculation skills allowed him to make the right choice in the shortest time possible. Of course, no one could avoid making mistakes, but these qualities gave him a higher chance of survival in a chaotic battle.

The places he chose were all densely packed with people. His movements were extremely erratic and unpredictable. No one could predict his next move. This was the only way he could ensure that he would not be entangled.

His attacks were ruthless, and he was always ready to risk his life. Besides, he would not hold back in this life or death situation.

The blue lines in his eyes flickered, and changed according to his perspective.

The more dangerous the situation, the more Ye Chong's potential would be stimulated.

Ye Chong's heart calmed down, and his mind had no time to think about anything else. Ye Chong's mind was focused like never before. The noises in the outside world suddenly quieted down, as if they had gone far away.

His hands moved according to the blue lines in his vision, choosing the best route of attack. The complex and simple geometric vision, the cold and precise attacks, and the calm calculation. Right now, Ye Chong was like a mad killing machine, wild and ruthless, giving off a strange feeling of contradiction.

"You really can't do anything?" Village Chief Wang's voice was trembling as she looked at the villagers dying below. Her heart was bleeding. This had never happened before. She thought that Ye Chong was only one person, and could not do anything. She did not expect the situation to get out of hand.

The old man's expression was still indifferent. "Don't waste your energy here. Instead of this, you should go down and make arrangements. It's much better than wasting your time here." The old man's wrinkled face was like a ravine formed by thousands of years of wind and frost, unchanging.

Wang village chief bit her lip, and looked at the old man with disappointment. After a few seconds of silence, she turned and ran down the hill without a word.

The old man watched Ye Chong from afar, his eyes suddenly burning with passion.

Ye Chong advanced quickly and agilely. Besides, as long as there was some space, his explosive strength would always catch the people around him off guard. Ye Chong's speed was terrifying when he picked it up.

This would not only make his movements more unpredictable, but also more impactful. Ye Chong swung his spear at high speed, like a wild bull covered with thorns. A single hit would kill, or at least severely injure. Everywhere Ye Chong passed, people fell.

What was shocking was his incomparably valiant strength, his incomparably ruthless methods, and his seemingly inhuman coldness. Ye Chong had completely suppressed the people's frenzied attacks. Everyone's heart tightened.

Ye Chong could no longer remember how many people he had killed. He only felt his hands getting heavier, and his breathing was getting faster. The situation seemed to be getting worse. More importantly, he still did not see any sign of a spaceship. If it was an ordinary person, their last bit of courage to struggle would have long since disappeared without a trace.

However, Ye Chong did not give up. Countless near-death experiences had taught him to never lose the will to live, even at the last moment. Only then could he maximize his chances of survival. His mind worked quickly. While he did not know what was going on, he guessed that something must have happened to Rui Bing and the rest.

This was the most unfortunate guess he had so far, but Ye Chong knew that it was highly likely. Otherwise, with Rui Bing's personality, she would have come to save him. Starships were not as fast as mechs, but it was enough for them to make a few round trips.

Something must have happened!

Ye Chong did not give up. He calculated his stamina, and how long he could last.

Break out!

In 0.1 seconds, Ye Chong made up his mind!

The situation was dire, and there was no time for him to think carefully. Almost at the same time, his spear swept across a villager's throat. The villager's mouth was wide open, his eyes bulging, and his voice was barely audible. His hands formed into claws, as if trying to grab something. Ye Chong moved past him like a gust of wind.

Pu, a cloud of blood suddenly exploded from his throat. Under the shocked gazes of the bystanders, none of the blood droplets that splattered could catch up to the figure that was like the wind.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chong had broken through the densest crowd. Behind him were dozens of corpses. In front of him were the houses and streets.

It seemed that escaping was one of Ye Chong's most frequent experiences. He was now very familiar with the art of escaping.

As long as he could enter the streets and houses, he could escape from being surrounded. At the very least, there would be fewer people surrounding him, and he could deal with them more easily. These days, he had sparred with Master Yan almost every day, and was familiar with the surroundings.

Just then, he heard a shout from behind him, "Where do you think you're going!"

The sharp and terrifying voice made Ye Chong's heart skip a beat, and his expression changed.

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