Surreal Games: I’m An Engineer

But as long as he didn't reach the Yalong's flight limit, he had to try, otherwise, it would be foolish to let the ghost ship leave the misty sea area!

Even if you don't know the direction and want to leave the vast sea accurately in the ghost ship, it's better to ride the sub-dragon and rush in one direction.

Of course, Jiang Yang was still unwilling to gamble on the consequences of mission failure.

"Pop~pounce~"

Since Yalong does not fly vertically like a helicopter, he is already quite far away from the ghost ship at this time. In addition, the ghost ship is actually moving with the waves of the sea. The longer it takes, he will be able to succeed. The less likely it is to return.

Under this sense of urgency, Jiang Yang silently watched the passage of time on his phone.

"Ang~"

The sub-dragon fluttered its wings and roared loudly. As the altitude got higher, it gradually felt a little tired.

"Go on, don't stop!"

Jiang Yang watched the sky light shining in through the fog above, gritted his teeth and ordered to Yalong.

"Ang~"

It has to be said that there is still potential as a sub-dragon with the blood of a giant dragon.

After hearing Jiang Yang's order, he directly activated his skills [Strength and Strength] and [Flying Power], and then the power of flapping wings was strengthened again and suddenly increased a lot!

Looking at the sky getting brighter and brighter, Jiang Yang knew that it was the last moment. At this time, the temperature and air pressure were so low that he felt it became difficult to breathe.

Fortunately, the sun imprint in his body began to release heat, so he would not be frozen.

"Boom~"

Accompanied by Yalong sprinting hard, together with Jiang Yang, he rushed out of the area shrouded in fog.

In an instant, a dazzling light shone on one person and one dragon, making them more or less uncomfortable.

But this light is not strong, there is no burning feeling, it is more like the sunset on the west mountain.

At this time, through the sky, Jiang Yang could see the white ocean below him that seemed to be paved with clouds and mist, he could see the blue light in the sky, and he could also see the two broken moons above his head.

Well, it should be the moon of this world.

One of them is gray and white,

The core was revealed, and the entire sphere fell apart, looking like it was about to break into pieces.

The other one is red in color, and the traces of the buildings left by the creatures can be faintly seen on the surface, but the traces of a terrorist explosion are particularly obvious.

At this time, Jiang Yang, who was sitting on Yalong's back watching this scene, was a little dazed and just wanted to complain.

Mom, look! The moon exploded!

But he couldn't laugh no matter what, such a world must have been extremely prosperous, at least with the ability to develop the moon.

But now the prosperity of the past has become a desolate embellishment under the ruins, and everything is dying in the abyss.

"Let's go, let's go back!"

Jiang Yang patted Yalong's neck, then turned around and plunged into the mist again.

No matter how brilliant the world was, it has nothing to do with him.

"Hoohoo~"

Because the speed of gliding downward was too fast, the air passed Jiang Yang's body like a knife.

There was a feeling of coldness and tearing, but Jiang Yang didn't seem to feel anything at this time, but just firmly remembered his current direction in his heart.

Then reverse the direction of the ghost ship through the direction from which you flew up, so that you can get a rough angle of deviation. Of course, this is not an absolutely accurate method.

But where can we expect so much now?

On the Nether Ship, Feixue had already ignited the third colored smoke bomb, and more than ten minutes had passed by this time.

She also fired three flares into the air, but Jiang Yang still showed no sign of returning, which made everyone on board feel uneasy.

It won't be the first day of the game that there will be attrition, right?

But then they shook their heads again, joking that it would be too outrageous for a player with a dragon to end like this.

It's just that the prodigal son has already completed the two power propellers at this time, and he is thinking about how to install them on the Nether Boat, and at the same time, he also needs to consider the problem of direction control.

"How about drilling directly behind the ghost ship for installation?"

Milk tea pudding saw him so entangled in such a proposal.

"Why do you say the ghost ship is called the ghost ship?"

The prodigal son did not agree or disagree, but asked this question to the milk tea pudding.

"Should it be haunted? Didn't the game prompt say that there are ghosts of former pirates on this ship?"

Milk tea pudding is a bit strange, isn't this a problem?

"Hey, you haven't noticed another hint, that is, the entire Nether Ship has the ability to move with life. How would you react if I drilled two holes in your body?"

Looking at the smile of the prodigal son, the milk tea pudding suddenly felt creepy.

Needless to say, the most direct reaction is to slap the guy who dared to drill holes in his body. This ship is dozens of times bigger than Dragon.

"Then, then, what should we do?"

Milk tea pudding might turn pale when he thought of this, and asked tremblingly.

"It would be nice to be able to tie the power propellers to the back of the boat, so that you don't have to worry about this problem, but the back of this boat is the same as the front, which is a triangular shape, which is a bit difficult to deal with..."

While talking, the prodigal son wondered whether an additional support frame should be made.

If there is a support frame, it will be fine. After all, they really don't need to risk the cost of injuring the ghost ship to fix the power propeller.

After thinking for a while, the prodigal son took out the materials again and started to make it.

This made Huang Quan, who was a little bored next to him, look lively again, who told him that he would only fight and kill like a reckless man?

Twenty minutes later, Feixue fired another flare into the air.

The bright ball of light flew out of the Nether Ship rapidly, then released its brilliance in the mist, and then slowly fell into the sea water.

But there was still no response from the sky, which made Feixue slightly frowned.

There are not many flares in her hand. If Jiang Yang can't come back before the flares are exhausted, he may be completely lost in the fog.

Moreover, the colored smoke bombs on the bow of the ship need to be replaced. Each colored smoke bomb can last for 15 seconds, but the thick smoke produced can last for a long time.

But eventually it will dissipate.

As Feixue changed the incendiary bomb again, the other people became inexplicably nervous.

If the engineer really fails or cannot return, then the next task may be difficult to complete.

It is impossible for all of them to have a second dragon, and it will become impossible to identify the direction.