Turing returned to the seat in a daze.

Back to the origin.

This time the discomfort was stronger than before, with a split brain headache and a constant stomach cramp, and finally recovering.

"It's stronger every time..." Turing gasped and his heart ached.

He just now did not die in an unknown way, but was broken out of his chest by a bright and sharp blade and died on the spot.

The way that life gradually passes is not comparable to the sudden death without feeling before.

"That guy should be the surviving mercenary just now... I have to be careful." Turing staggered to find the clock.

"etc?!"

Turing suddenly widened his eyes.

“Has the time been shorter?”

He clearly remembered that the time he would return every time should be [16:04]

But at this moment, the time displayed on the clock is [16:05], and there are still eight minutes left before [16:13].

And he should have nine minutes.

“As I die too much, will my available time gradually get shorter?”

Turing quickly denied his idea.

"No, inaccurate. It's because the nerve compression is too strong, which makes me need more time to recover every time I die. This reduces the available time in disguise."

Turing could clearly feel the discomfort and duration of nerve compression, and he felt a little bad.

If the number of deaths gradually increases, or even increases, it will take him to recover longer and longer. Now it is only one minute, and the next may be two minutes, three minutes, or even nine minutes of death. He will be in the pain of nerve compression and will be unable to move.

If that's true, he will fall into an endless cycle of death. Now he has just died three times, and the length of nerve compression will increase to one minute, and he doesn't have much life to waste.

Turing staggered and stood up, left the room, quickly found the weapon, unlocked it with the soldier's exoskeleton gloves, and quickly headed to the deck.

"I will either avoid that mercenary or kill it."

Turing looked at the gun in his hand. He had never used such a thing before. It was not a good choice to be honest.

"And the other party's position is also very important. I can die a few more times. First of all, I need to know his position." Turing's ideas were clear and he quickly made a plan.

He walked on the deck with his hands and feet. The salty smell of the sea was discharged from the smell of blood, leaving only the rustling sea water slapped the hull and the sound of Turing's footsteps.

He carefully stepped over the bodies, came to a cabin door, and looked around.

There was no abnormal noise, and no one appeared.

"Maybe it's the time difference. It took a lot of time to search for the corpses and observe the situation." Thinking of this, Turing glanced around and found no abnormalities.

But he was not ready to move forward, but instead found a corner to squat in it and observe the situation quietly.

One minute, two minutes. Time gradually passed, but Turing did not find any figure. The passage of time made him a little anxious.

"The other party did not show up. Could it be a route problem? That hatch door..." Turing glanced at the ground, grabbed a small twisted iron piece, and threw it at the hatch door at the previous death place.

Wasn.

With a light sound, the iron piece fell to the ground.

A figure suddenly turned around and went down!

He is a mercenary with a red helmet. He holds a huge spike weapon in one hand and a pistol in the other.

The other party jumped from above the building.

The location of the hatch door that Turing died before was a central building on the entire deck, at least six or seven meters high, with wires and electronic instruments arranged on it. The over-high position and the messy bunker were not easy to notice that someone was hiding in it at first glance.

At this moment, the other party was looking around, as if wondering what the sound was.

Turing did not hesitate. The moment the other party turned around, he held up the muzzle in his hand with both hands and calmly pulled the trigger.

The gun jumped into the shell, and a dull impact sound broke out. The muzzle instantly exploded with blue sparks, and the blue bullets rushed away against the arcs.

Then he perfectly brushed the mercenary's body and hit the wall behind him.

Turing slapped his forehead.

The sunset is red.

The red-helmet mercenary tilted his head, and the next moment, Turing was pierced by the blade again.

...

Back to the seat, after a brief nerve compression, Turing sat quietly on the chair and fell into deep thought.

"Is this gun a useless thing in my hands..."

Even if you have the advantage, Turing, who has never shot a gun, still has the future guns. This is not a shooting game. It is completely a dream to hit the other party in an instant.

Unless he dies dozens or hundreds of times, practice his marksmanship?

This is impossible. This is not a game. You can play infinitely. The nerve pressure reminds him this all the time - be careful to use his own death count.

He had to find a way to solve the roadblock. The other party would only react when it touched the hatch door, which means that the other party had not paid much attention to his direction, otherwise Turing would have been discovered if he had entered the deck.

Moreover, depending on the location of the mercenaries, there must be important clues hidden in the central building.

Turing got up, brought the clock and the things in the cage, and punched the corpse at the door, took only the magnetic card on the corpse, and walked in the opposite direction of the deck.

"A ship of such a big size has many places to go besides the deck. You should go to other places to find clues, and maybe you can find weapons or shortcuts that I can use."

In the opposite direction of the deck was another downward staircase, where only a few scattered bodies lay on the ground, Turing tried to explore the black box on them, but it was fruitless.

After walking through the stairs, Turing came to the lower space of the cabin, a long corridor with a huge evacuation diagram posted on the wall, which is considered a structural map.

The map shows that the evacuation passage is located at the other end of the deck, which is exactly the opposite of where you are. Following this road is the armory of the ship. The central building above the deck leads to the central control room, the captain's room, and the core functional equipment room.

Turing carefully observed the map and found that there was a core functional equipment room that could only pass through the central building, just below Geller Sting's room.

This coincidence made Turing more certain, and there were important clues to the central building.

After looking at the map again, he barely left some vague memories of key locations in his mind, Turing walked towards the armory deep in the corridor.

Along the way, there were more and more corpses, but red helmet corpses accounted for a large number of them. A huge heavy machine gun at the door of the armory was scattered around them.

"The Red Helmet wants to occupy the armory, but the armory on the ship is obviously not small in fire... The closest corpse position is still a certain distance from the machine gun assumption point, and they should not succeed. In other words, there may be living Kaguma soldiers in the armory."

Turing thought about it and approached the armory carefully.

At this moment, the door opened, and the body of a soldier in the wind was lying in the corner.

He glanced inside and found no other figure. It seemed that this was the machine gunner.

When he walked forward, he found that the other party's exoskeleton had been penetrated with multiple wounds, and the person was already cold. He held a black box tightly in his hand, and he didn't even stop his screen.

Turing took it out, and there was a voice message inside:

"Ahem...Executive, Raven is heading towards the Central Control Room! His target is you...Ahem...there is an insider in the company."

Then there was a long silence, and after a heavy breathing, the sound came again:

"Our ship was loaded with a space collapse bomb, right under the central control room... Damn mercenary, if that old guy's hyena could activate... ahem..."

Slight gunfire sounds came from the voice environment, which seemed to be far from the Armory. When recording this voice, the battle in the Armory should have ended.

But Hyena? What is that.

Turing remembered the name of this, which might be an extra clue, stuffed the black box back into the corpse, and made the martyr tighten it. "Combined with the news of the mercenary before, the target of this group of people should be the executive officer. The soldiers of the Kazumama mentioned that there was a high-tech bomb on the ship. Will Geller Sting die from the bomb's impact?"

Turing shook his head. Before he actually saw the truth of death, this was just a guess. He had never seen what a "space collapse bomb" was.

Stopped his brain's reverie, he began to look at the armory.

The armory is not big, but it is taller on the top, and there are a set of exoskeleton armor and equipment boxes of all sizes in the four walls and corners.

Turing opened them in boxes, in addition to various high-tech guns, there were also some electromagnetic columnar grenades and emp devices.

Turing naturally didn't recognize what these were, but just learned from the entry in the equipment box.

He was preparing to look for some powerful grenades, which should have the opportunity to solve the obstacle before taking action, at least it was more reliable than using a gun himself. Or smoke bombs that could provide cover are also an option.

I carefully opened a box and there was a lot of debris inside, such as toothpaste, tissues from unknown brands, half of the water bottles, as well as some high-energy foods, wires and boards, all of which were stuffed into it.

Turing, who thought it was just a debris, was about to put it aside, but found a silver metal box sandwiched between the debris.

I picked it up and looked at it. It looked similar to a black metal box. I gently tapped it, and the screen after opening it was not locked:

[Report: Geller Sting has the unique technology to tame the mixture of demon gods. He personally mastered the decarbonized stock solution extraction technology. Everything in the company is achieved by the unique decarbonized stock solution extraction technology. He either dies or becomes a member of the company, and his hyena should also belong to the company's property.]

Decarbonization stock solution?

Turing took out several small bottles that had been in his pocket, which contained white translucent blue liquid. He saw something similar in Geller Sting's room.

He immediately took out the rust knife that was pieced together with rough machinery, found a small hole above, and twisted a small bottle into it.

The moment I touched the trigger of the knife handle, a blue arc lit up on the entire blade, and high temperature suddenly appeared.

"It's indeed a black technology battery... This thing was extracted from those 'half-demon' creatures?" Turing waved his knife lightly and accidentally cut the metal box off a corner. "It's so powerful... But this report mentions 'hyena' again. What is this thing?"

Turing looked thoughtfully into the depths of the armory.

At the end of the room, there was a huge iron door several meters high. On the iron door was a corpse in white equipment, which looked like a scientific researcher.

"What kind of thing should be inside the door of this size..."

Next to the iron gate is an identifier, where Turing placed the white magnetic card he got from the guard.

【Authorization failed】

Turing was stunned, put the card back, tried to touch the body of the researchers, and got a red magnetic card.

【Authorization Successful】

The identifier flashed and the door slowly opened, revealing the dark inner space.

A spotlight suddenly turned on and shone in the center of the room.

Then there is the second path, the third path, the fourth path, and more.
Chapter completed!