I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1166 - 690 King of the Trash_1

Chapter 1166: Chapter 690: King of the Trash_1

Chapter 1166 -690: King of the Trash_1

John quickly scanned the situation and his face turned pale as he complained, “It’s much more difficult than I imagined! It requires the use of space-time topology algorithms, Sergey algorithms, Yang-Wells algorithms, and Panda programming language. At least, I need to increase the performance of my armor’s AI brain tenfold, and then perform a super-limit overload operation.”

Nico Ross thought for a moment, “Everyone, connect your energy transfer devices to Ponkt’s body, then link our AI brain power through the energy transmission lines to John’s AI brain, forming a secondary computing module.”

Mata Nicholson was shocked by this suggestion.

The number of microscopic termites was overwhelming.

The Queen Ant had sensed that something was wrong and was launching a furious counterattack.

The ant swarm around everyone had formed a triple-layer structure.

In the innermost layer were Soldier Ants, larger and more physically stable than ordinary termites. At this moment, they were simultaneously spewing corrosive energy spheres and pushing forward with their bodies.

The second layer consisted of slightly smaller special Worker Ants with exceptionally strong corrosive energy sphere spewing capabilities. These special Worker Ants were relying on their faster flying speed to move around and search for weak spots in the Flying Tiger Team’s defense.

The third layer was composed of a large number of ordinary Worker Ants. These Worker Ants were forming massive swarms and spewing corrosive energy at a distance, aggregating it into clusters.

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“Captain, we’re already struggling. Our counterattack intensity and shield performance will drop drastically. Our Armor’s AI brain will also stagnate. At this rate, we can probably only hold on for another twenty seconds.”

Nico Ross nodded, “I know.”

Although Mata was skeptical, he didn’t refuse to carry out Nico Ross’s command. Along with the others, he was supplying energy to Ponkt, who then transferred it to John Rowland, at any cost.

With the new energy supply and as many as twenty-nine secondary computing modules, the calculation equation John had just entered was running dozens of times faster.

With the assistance of the super-AI, the exhaustive algorithm raced forward, spewing out one pictographic symbol after another – the parts that made up the Queen Ant’s “backdoor code.”

At the same time, due to the continuous loss of energy and AI assistance, the pressure on the others had multiplied.

Nico Ross patted Edgar beside him and ordered Morrison, who was a little further away, “We don’t have AI assistance for aiming now. You two just follow my aim. Where I shoot and with what firepower, you just mimic it.”

Having said this, Nico Ross fired a 50% output power beam to the right.

Just before he pulled the trigger, this was a weak point in the ant swarm’s attack. However, at the moment his beam fired, ant swarms nearby were spewing large chunks of aggregated corrosive energy laterally.

Nico Ross accurately predicted the ant swarm’s movement pattern, but his 50% power beam alone was not enough to disperse the corrosive energy.

Luckily, Edgar finally stopped arguing with Nico Ross. He pushed his brain’s reaction speed to the limit and fired the second shot right after Nico Ross.

At this moment, Edgar’s perfect follower, Morrison, showed his true talent.

In short, wherever Edgar pointed, Morrison shot – with unparalleled precision and ruthlessness.

The three beams fired by the trio precisely countered the corrosive energy and triggered a chain explosion, scattering the nearby ant swarm.

Unfortunately, the others couldn’t achieve the perfect coordination of the three. They could only rely on their intuition.

The first-tier team members, such as Quentin Wallace, Sophie Lee, and Lev, performed somewhat better.

The reserve members could only blindly fire external shots, leaving their fate to chance.

After another ten seconds or so, John Rowland finally sent a series of codes back to Nico Ross, “Captain, this is it!”

“Great! Just one more step!”

Ponkt looked at his already overheating energy conversion module and said with a grimace, “Captain, my armor won’t be able to withstand this overload for much longer. I’ve only got a few seconds left before it falls apart!”

At this time, reserve members and intelligence members also sounded alarms simultaneously.

Ants had broken through the firepower network and landed on them, rapidly consuming their armor’s fragile gel-like energy shields.

Nico Ross turned slightly and took the energy transfer line Ponkt had thrown at him with his back. “Hold on, even if you can’t! Ponkt, increase the energy transfer to me!”

Buzz!

Two seconds later, a high-power local broadcast was emitted from the AI-brain signal transmitter at the back of Nico Ross’s faceplate. In the form of a beam-like microwave, it first passed through Nico Ross’s brain, then straight ahead to hit the tiny head of the Queen Ant hidden a few meters away at the base of a metallic protrusion castle.

“I can’t take it anymore! My shoulder armor is broken!”

A reserve team member on the flank screamed.

“Mine too! My leg! Ah!”

Another intelligence group member in charge of cover at the rear also cried out in alarm.

But the most miserable was a logistics team member who had been continuously transferring energy externally and had already consumed his armor’s energy below the minimum red line.

His energy shield had already disappeared, and cracks began to appear on his faceplate.

A large group of microscopic termites gathered together like a sword and began slamming into the cracks on his faceplate.

The cracks continued to expand.The buzzing sound rang beside his ears, indicating that the air in the training armor was continuously leaking out through the cracks.

The dark blue “liquid” was spreading and infiltrating along the center of the cracks.

It would only take 1 more second for countless microscopic termites to rush into his face shield and land on his face.

Even though he knew it was a simulation exercise, the situation still gave the young man goosebumps all over his body.

At that moment, the commotion of the crowd suddenly stopped.

The logistics member with the broken face shield was staring blankly ahead, and the black “liquid” that had been spreading along the cracks was no longer moving.

Soft explosions sounded beside his ears.

To his surprise, the black liquid that had entered his face shield started to rapidly fade in color.

With the few remaining energy left in his energy battery, he opened the armor self-check system and scanned it, only to find out, to his great astonishment, that the microscopic termites were no longer attacking but instead began self-destructing, transforming their bodies into a similar material as the transparent face shield to restore its function.

“What…”

He was at a loss.

He turned his head to the side again.

More surprises awaited.

Someone was looking at their shoulder with a astonished expression on their face.

Another person was covering their leg.

This poor guy’s leg had only bones left, all the flesh gone.

Around the area where he was holding his leg, a large number of microscopic termites were gathered.

But these termites were no longer devouring his body, instead they were blocking the breach in the training armor on his leg, gently wriggling.

The logistics young man looked at his own panel and noticed that the depleted battery pack was quickly regaining power.

The armor self-check device indicated that a large number of microscopic termites were approaching the charging port and spitting out energy balls with pure energy properties.

Once a wave of termites finished spitting out energy balls, they swiftly left, followed by the second wave, like hardworking porters.

As the energy level quickly rose above the minimum red line, the logistics young man could finally connect to the whole team’s armor status. Only after he opened the self-check system of the leg-injured young man next to him did he discover that the microscopic termites near the leg-injured young man’s leg had clearly defined tasks as well.

A part of the termites were constantly self-destructing, turning their own bodies back into various materials. The other termites were busily holding the materials that their companions had turned into and sticking them to the damaged breach on the protective layer of the training armor’s leg part.

Returning to the team interface, the logistics young man found out that in just those few seconds, almost every member of the team had their armor energy nearly depleted.

At least more than 50% of the people had some sort of damage to their armor, and over 30% had minor injuries.

There were also 10% of people who were heavily injured, worse off than the leg-injured young man.

But now, the air leakage in everyone’s armor had been stopped, and the wounds on their bodies had been temporarily and quickly sealed with blood clotting colloid generated by the self-destructing termites.

Moreover, the energy index of everyone’s armor was rapidly recovering.

The great majority of the people were lying haphazardly in mid-air, completely exhausted.

Only the captain was sitting cross-legged and floating in front of the metal protrusion where the queen ant was located, one hand grabbing onto the protrusion while the other propping up his chin, appearing deep in thought.

“Captain, did we… succeed?”

Edgar Julian asked carefully from the side.

Nico Ross glanced back at him, gave a faint smile, and gave him a thumbs-up, “Of course, you did great just now.”

“Thanks for the compliment, Captain.”

The next moment, Nico straightened his body, “Heavily injured members have a five-minute break, although the training armor only has average functions, it can still slowly heal your injuries. As for the others, we’ll start moving in one minute. Everyone, it’s time to show the other teams what the king of the trash is like.”

With that said, Nico grinned.

But he also had doubts in his heart.

At the instant of successfully taking over the queen ant’s mind, he found a problem.

This queen ant was off, as if it was a human-modified creation.

Aside from the inherent quantum group thinking of space insects, the queen ant’s thinking pattern also seemed to have traces of Gelasians and some features of humans’ chaotic thinking.

It was a fusion, seemingly possessing its own will, yet hidden extremely deep, making it difficult to capture.