Three point fifteen, six thousand.

Four twenty, seven thousand five.

Half past six, fourteen thousand.

Like a heartless prodigal, the Hope never stayed in one battlefield for more than a second.

Almost as soon as the cannon was fired, and after Gonggong confirmed that there were no survivors, the fleet dispersed again.

The fleet, which numbered hundreds of thousands, gradually grew to 80,000, 50,000, or 30,000 after a night of hunting.

Until now, there are fifteen thousand people!

After a night of "busy work", no one in the fleet complained of suffering or tiredness.

Of course, they had been sitting on the boat and resting, and just watching the harvest notification on the regional channel was so happy that they almost went crazy.

They expect that they will be the next team to collect the loot, but they also expect to follow the Hope to the next place and do another ruthless job!

"Lu Suo, let me ask, can the people below still persist?"

"I caught a big fish. If it doesn't work, let's rest for a while before going over. They can't escape anyway!"

"How big!"

"About seventy thousand!"

"hiss"

As the culprit of global warming, after hearing this number, Lu Yongyi immediately took a breath and made a decision on the spot to help the remaining survivors decide the "future"!

At 8:19 in the morning, without any denial, the familiar twenty-nine rounds of artillery shells fell from the sky.

This grand attack can be considered officially announced:

The hunting operation is successfully concluded!

From four o'clock in the afternoon to eight o'clock in the morning, sixteen hours of high-intensity navigation and stress-free operations had basically squeezed out all the "potential" of the nearby sea area.

The remaining alien races, even if there were any, were only a few hundred people gathered together. Somo was too lazy to go, and he was too lazy to waste anti-aircraft guns on mosquitoes.

The record of killing 160,000 aliens in one night has become an astronomical figure that makes all the survivors in the wasteland dizzy just hearing about it.

And if we take into account the terrifying battle-loss ratio at zero cost to mankind, we can know what kind of power technological weapons have in this war!

With all the remaining survivors, the Hope took the lead and sailed towards the sea of ​​​​fire.

Along the way, as we got closer to the center of the battlefield, the bloody smell of gunpowder smoke became stronger.

At the same time, the black and gray blood floating on the sea is like a horror movie. Just looking at it and smelling it will give people goosebumps.

Despite the natural nausea caused by the smell, after allowing all the crew members to adapt for a few minutes, the Hope crashed straight into it, carving a "bloody" path!

Along this road, the crew members who were still on rafts and boats of different sizes, although disgusted, rushed down without any flinching and began to gather the loot.

In addition to treasure chests, the flesh of certain alien races is also a good material. Not only can it be used to make tools and weapons, but some can also be stored in the deep sea to be fermented into fertilizer for planting.

What’s more, it can also be used to recover points, which can be said to be a multi-purpose achievement!

"Brother, I'll go down and clean it up too. This is my favorite job of picking up treasure boxes!"

Seeing Su Chan riding Moore, one person and one bear said hello and rushed down the boat excitedly.

After opening his mouth, Sumo finally shook his head and laughed dumbly.

These stimulations that could no longer touch his nerves, for ordinary survivors, felt like they were in paradise.

Without control, the entire Hope, from the management down to the crew.

They almost rushed down the channel together, swimming in the ocean to collect the loot.

Every time they picked up a treasure box, they screamed with excitement.

Every time they find a powerful alien that looks ugly but is now a corpse, they beat their chests repeatedly, seemingly venting endless resentment.

Through the Hope's picture analysis system, Sumo could clearly see the performance of these people, and he was fascinated by it.

He didn't react until Oreo slowly walked in from the door obediently and lay quietly at his feet.

"Woof woof woof!"

"Don't worry, I'm not addicted to killing. They are just stepping stones on my way forward!"

Knowing the worries in Oreo's heart, Sumo seemed to be talking to Oreo, but in fact his eyes were looking up at the sky uncertainly.

What the game wants is balance, and the Hope's illegal abilities are not within the balance.

Sumo had a hunch that if he led everyone to kill for one or two rounds, the game would definitely intervene!

At that time, the "honeymoon relationship" between the two people will directly break down!

Although Sumo was not afraid of this outcome, he did not intend to do it.

Yugi doesn't know, but he knows in his heart:

That's what I don't lack the most.
Chapter completed!