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"Sir, there are no fish that escapes the net here." Nangong Yujun guarded the exit of the bridge holding a full-power kinetic weapon that should not have appeared in the immigration ship. He had just been responsible for cleaning up the crew on duty at the bridge: "No traces of Chaos Worshippers have been found for the time being."

Yang Yuefan was not sure who was the Chaos Worshipper among the dozen crew members, and he had no time to investigate one by one. In the past few hours, he had located three locations across the ship by tracking psychic fluctuations.

The most strongly reflected was naturally the secret cabin where Acharn and Xu Yichen were, where the psychic energy concentration was almost at the scene of small-scale chaotic erosion, while the other two were on the bridge and the other was in the power cabin.

Nangong Yujun is responsible for this side of the bridge. He strictly followed Yang Yuefan's orders, suddenly broke in with the surprised eyes of a group of crew members, and then opened fire.

He ignored the crew's wailing before his death, begged his wounded, and named the bullets one by one until he knew that no one could make a sound.

There are fourteen crew members in total. Nangong Yujun remembers Yang Yuefan's advice, don't take it lightly because your enemy looks like a corpse. So he repeatedly uses kinetic energy weapons to penetrate the corpses until the entire bridge looks like a slaughterhouse that is more than the spacecraft bridge, and then he starts to inspect the corpses.

"Be careful, don't have any accidents, continue to observe." Yang Yuefan saluted in a long and far-reaching manner: "This is a price that must be paid, you will get used to it."

There was no emotional fluctuation on Nangong Yujun's face: "No need to worry about my emotional sir, I understand very well what we are facing."

As Nangong Yujun waited, three corpses on the bridge had undergone abnormal mutations.

The first corpse had been broken into pieces. Nangong Yujun could not even be sure whether it was one corpse or two, but it began to melt strangely and spontaneously gathered towards the largest wreckage.

Nangong Yujun took out a special weapon handed over to him by Yang Yuefan and a microwave gun. This thing can create a high temperature field in a few seconds, which is enough to clean up most of the remains of the chaotic demon.

The liquefied corpse turned into a bunch like a big snake in the high-temperature field, twisting constantly to try to escape the range of the high-temperature field.

When Nangong Yujun constantly adjusts the angle of the microwave gun to create one charred mark after another on the alloy floor, he has to observe the other two mutated corpses with his aftermath.

The second mutated corpse was five meters left of Nangong Yujun. The white bones broke through the constraints of the broken body and grew up like plants.

The broken skull slowly twisted towards Nangong Yujun under the support of the cervical vertebrae, making a laugh like a minion.

Nangong Yujun aimed the kinetic energy rifle in his hand at the "Bone Tree", and a large number of bullets were sprayed out, hitting the bones and making a crackling sound.

The last corpse has begun to recover. It was a crew member from Latin America. When Nangong Yujun's clone was weak, his torn abdomen and broken thighs had completely recovered.

"The great will has arrived in our country, you are just a little bug trying to stop the wheel of fate." The Latin American crew hid behind the control chair with a quick step: "The great will gives me endless life, allowing me to have some hope in the vast void. You can't destroy our plan anymore, damn new Chinese!"

"Sir, discover three targets." Nangong Yujun controlled the situation as much as possible and reported to Yang Yuefan: "As you expected, the crew has been corrupted by chaos. I will contact you after completing the cleaning."

Nangong Yujun turned his head, suddenly threw away the power weapon in his hand, and roared in the direction of the growth of the bone tree. A shock wave visible to the naked eye made the other party's bones crack: "Duck, I didn't expect that I had mutated too!"

It was true that the Chaos Worshipper crew hiding behind the chair was almost scared to death again. For a moment, he thought he had met his 'his own people'.

Yang Yuefan used the psychic energy to eliminate his footsteps. The closer he got to the power cabin, the more he could feel the chaotic odor emitted from it. Although it was very light, it did exist.

This was the worst result for Yang Yuefan. Chaos erosion appeared under his nose, but he had no idea before.

Someone or something is here to blind his perception and cover chaos.

As the airtight door opened, the first thing Yang Yuefan saw was the purple crystals scattered on the walls and the floor, as if they were in a crystal mine.

"Hello, Comrade Yang Yuefan, I am the secretary of the special office of the relevant department, Luo Jia." A familiar bald man appeared in front of Yang Yuefan: "I have been waiting here for a long time."

Yang Yuefan's face remained unchanged and he stretched out a hand: "I'm very happy to see you, Comrade Luojia, how did you get here?"

A pistol floating behind him was under his shoulder, taking advantage of Yang Yuefan's movement of reaching out to reveal a slight shooting angle, which was continuously activated under the control of his psionic energy!

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The special vibrating gold bullet immediately flew towards bald Luojia, and Yang Yuefan took this opportunity to rush forward simultaneously, with a cold light flashing in his hand. It was a dagger made by the relevant departments and a dagger processed on the spacecraft.

This is something Yang Yuefan learned in the game. How to use cold weapons such as daggers and daggers to kill enemies is the basic requirement of the profession of Hell Poet.

"We have a special passage in the sub-space, which is also a little benefit for a special office. We can hardly use the spaceship to deal with you." Bald Luojia replied honestly, and at the same time opened her hands and aimed her palms at the direction where Yang Yuefan was attacking.

Suddenly, Yang Yuefan himself, together with the bullets he fired with his psychic energy, was stationary in mid-air.

"We need to talk calmly. Didn't the relevant departments set up special offices at the beginning to have a channel for communication?" The bald Luojia's eyes flashed with black light: "Now, we have succeeded, why do others abandon our achievements?"

"We have always been the department with the highest mortality rate in the relevant departments, but we have no complaints. Now we have achieved phased results and we have achieved a cleanup ending." Bald Luojia's tone was a little excited: "Now I am just asking for an opportunity to communicate."
Chapter completed!