Global Catastrophe: I, Mecha God, Can't Hide From The World

A breeze blew by.

The robe of the Eye of Discernment moved slowly, and then his entire body instantly turned into a pile of toner-like fly ash, with a trace of black smoke rising up in the wind.

"Chen Ping!!!"

Yin Dao gritted his teeth, although he had long known that with the strength of the first-level awakening, if he forced it to activate, this would definitely be the outcome. But there is still a trace of illusion, and now this illusion has been shattered.

Before coming, Yin Dao's mission was to protect the Eye of Discernment, but now it has become the Eye of Discernment that chose death in order to create hope for Yin Dao to live.

Silver Blade knew that he might not be able to explain to the other two leaders when he returned to the organization this time.

However, fortunately, under such an attack, there was absolutely no chance that Chen Ping would survive.

Looking at the mess on the ground, more than 300 Master Chief mechas were instantly turned into parts under that blow. Chen Ping, a flesh and blood body, should be dead and can no longer die.

Yin Dao climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and carefully searched the place where Chen Ping had just stood several times with his eyes.

There was nothing there but a huge pit.

"Huh, I'm giving you an advantage!!"

Yin Dao was sure that Chen Ping and his mechas had already gone to hell. He cursed coldly, covered his chest and staggered to the pile of black ash left by the Eye of Discrimination.

Yin Dao carefully wrapped the pile of black ash with a piece of cloth, and then evacuated quickly and awkwardly. Chen Ping had too many mechas, and he didn't want to be surrounded by mechas again.

Even if he is severely punished, the news of the death of the discerning eye will be brought back to the headquarters of the Three Eyes Self-Rescue Association.

moment……

In the ruins a few hundred meters away from the explosion range, Chen Ping suddenly sat up from the ruins, looked around with a confused expression, and then checked his whole body in a panic.

"Phew...no injuries at all!!"

Chen Ping checked it over and found that apart from being covered in dust and having some black marks on his clothes, there was almost no damage. If there was any discomfort, it was only the last explosion that knocked Chen Ping away. My butt hurt a little when I hit the ground.

It seems that the 300,000 war points at the last moment played a role!

Thinking of the last blow of the man in black, Chen Ping felt lingering fear. If it weren't for his system, Chen Ping knew that he would never be able to survive such an attack.

"It seems... I underestimated the Awakened One!"

Chen Ping groaned in his heart.

If he hadn't let down his guard when he saw that the opponent was injured, and it would have been impossible to get close, then he wouldn't have spent 300,000 war points to save his life.

"Fuck, that's three hundred thousand points!!!"

Chen Ping was beating his chest a little. If he wanted to collect the three hundred thousand points, how many strange beasts would he need to kill...

Also, those more than three hundred Master Chief mechas!

Ever since Chen Ping established the Red Sea Base, he had never lost so many mechas at once. It was so heartbreaking.

You know, even if the Red Sea base has started automatic production long ago, and the work robots and the Peace Dove mechas are working day and night to produce, the current number of Master Chief mechas can barely remain at 30,000.

This scale is not impressive compared to the old TD-1 mecha. Of course, the main reason for this is that the TD-1 is relatively simple to make, and it is thanks to Xia Guo's nationwide efforts to produce it, while the Master Chief mecha Only Chen Ping's own Red Sea base can produce it.

"Damn, what a big loss!!"

Chen Ping sat on the ground and calculated. After this battle, not only did he not gain many war points, but he also lost 300,000 and a lot of Master Chief mechas.

If there is really anything to gain, maybe Chen Ping spent 300,000 to learn a lesson...

This is really the more you think about it, the more angry you become, and the more you take a step back, the more you think about it, the more you lose!

"Three Eyes Self-Rescue Association, if I don't take it back from you, my surname is not Chen!!"

Chen Ping cursed bitterly and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

"Damn, that last blow was so violent, my ears are still ringing."

After realizing that kind of crisis, Chen Ping began to quickly think about countermeasures to make up for it next time, but no matter how he scratched his head, it seemed that he could only use the long-range firepower advantage of the mecha to crack this move.

It seems that we still have to harvest war points as soon as possible!

Chen Ping began to think about his plan to swallow 2 million exotic beasts again.

It has only been just over half a month since Chen Ping started implementing this plan. During this period, Chen Ping's work robots have established dozens of Awakened Union strongholds in the rear cities of Xia Kingdom, and Free exotic meat is provided every day to those who want to become awakened.

For Chen Ping, apart from the time it takes to transport exotic animal meat, there seems to be no other losses in this process.

According to normal circumstances, the awakened ones should have appeared among the civilians in the rear.

Although the working robots in each stronghold will regularly transmit the collected statistical data of awakened persons to Chen Ping every day, Chen Ping seems to have been in battle recently and has never had time to check it.

Only Chen Ping still had a little impression of the boy who first awakened in Wucheng. He seemed to be called Tong Wuyan!

Until now, Chen Ping still doesn't know what the effect of all the things he has done is. If the number of awakened ones is too small, he can only quickly expand the battle by cultivating mecha pilots. Able.

By the time Chen Ping adjusted his condition and returned to his temporary base in Nandu City, it was already as dark as the bottom of a pot.

All this was caused by the old guy Zhao Chengxue insisting on grabbing the level three red roar beast that had been surrounded by mechas.

As for Li Yatong and Lin Wei, they are still on their way back to Nandu. The refrigerated trucks transporting exotic animal meat are much slower than Chen Ping, and they may have to wait until tomorrow to arrive.

Chen Ping was sitting on a worn-out sofa, recovering the depleted supernatural energy in his body and constantly assessing the current situation in his mind.

Although Chen Ping has killed more than 10,000 exotic beasts here, the original number of more than 200,000 exotic beasts in Nandu City has not been greatly affected. Secondly, Chen Ping has not yet contacted the Xia Army stronghold in the city. , and I don’t know how long they can hold on.

"System, immediately send additional mechas to transport the Raider mechas to the Awakened Union in the city behind!"

Chen Ping suddenly thought of this.

Before he went to distribute the meat of exotic animals, Chen Ping had already decided to adopt a two-pronged approach.

Now is the time when we are short of manpower.

Therefore, Chen Ping decided that starting from tomorrow, the Raider mecha will appear in front of the people.