Chapter 597 Raindrops

"call."

Lin Fan wiped the rainwater off his face and took a deep breath.

Blood and water mixed with rainwater dripped from his body, and heart-pounding pain came from his body.

After all, the Juggernaut can recover from his injuries by taking advantage of the opportunity of becoming a god, but Lin Fan did not become a god again...

But feeling the sword master whose aura became stronger and stronger, Lin Fan was also satisfied.

only.

"The body is still too weak."

Lin Fan lowered his head and looked at his bruised body. He completely exposed his shortcomings in this battle.

The god of the earth, it stands to reason that as long as he stands on the earth, his physical fitness can compete with the god of strength.

It would not be so severe to be backlashed by the sword energy.

However, due to the problem of using the reproduction card many times before, Lin Fan's body had already become weak, and he didn't notice it on weekdays, but he was a little weak in battle.

In the previous battles, Lin Fan always thought that he was invincible in close combat, relying on the believer's strange skills.

But I didn't expect that my body had already started to show the sequelae of using the reproduction card many times.

If Yi Rubing hadn't reminded himself, he would probably be useless now.

"Looks like I have to go find the god of potion." Lin Fan thought of this, looked at the broken steel road in front of him, and then at the sports car beside him.

"Can I go now?" Lin Fan said lightly.

The God of Technology didn't answer Lin Fan.

Instead, he said to himself: "You have evolved again...and, this time even your followers have begun to evolve..."

"My judgment is not wrong. You are just like me, a product of the times."

"And, your evolutionary order may be above mine."

The God of Technology paused slightly when he said this: "I even started to formally consider whether I should give up this chance of evolution and formally erase you here."

"but."

"I would like to give you one last chance."

In the rain, Lin Fan looked at the sports car that was still pretending to be grand, and grinned: "Last chance?"

"Do you still have the right to threaten me?"

"Trucks on this road have been smashed."

but.

The tone of the God of Technology is still mechanical and cold.

"The trucks did smash up, and I have to say, I'm a little surprised that you were able to destroy them."

"but."

"The result is still being calculated."

Results are still being calculated.

Numbers are cold, and you will never be in disbelief because something with a very low probability happens.

As the god of science and technology, he never believes in coincidences. In his view, everything is either 0 or 1.

As for whether Lin Fan could defeat the truck, it was either a success or a failure.

Although the chances of success are low.

But the huge computing power is still calculated.

And the plans for the future have already been drawn up.

"Lin Fan," the voice in the sports car suddenly became playful, "Tell me, why would I choose a heavy truck when I can control more technological products?"

"Huh?" Lin Fan was taken aback.

"The load is two hundred tons. What a terrifying load." The God of Technology continued to ask, "Guess what I put in the truck?"

The expression on Lin Fan's face froze instantly!

Divine Truck.

Also a truck!

And the job of the truck is not to kill gods, but to transport them!

"Clah la la la."

In the majestic rainy night, suddenly there was a clear and clear sound of jade beads colliding, which was continuous.

In the shattered compartment of the truck, torrents of silver poured from the broken parts of the crooked containers.

In the sky, lightning flashed across.

Those are small metal balls the size of fingernails, like steel balls, reflecting dazzling light, and the light gathers together like a sea of ​​metal.

Each truck has a load of 200 tons, all of which are filled with these metal balls!

A sea of ​​metal gathered on the ground, and thousands of metal balls gathered together like water droplets.

Covering the ground, it seemed to have life, bouncing and rushing towards Lin Fanhui.

As far as the eye can see, it is the silver torrent.

These little guys looked a little less imposing than the huge truck before, but the huge number was full of oppression, like an ocean of mercury about to submerge Lin Fan.

The next moment, the metal ball vibrated and jumped up from the ground, suspended in the air.

Like silver water droplets, it filled the entire space.

Lin Fan's whole body was densely surrounded by these silver water droplets, and all he could see were countless metal balls suspended in the air.

Even Lin Fan could feel through the ability bestowed on him by the priesthood of the God of Storms that a hundred miles around this place had already been covered with terrifying density by that small metal ball.

Thousands of trucks with a load of 200 tons, who knows how many small balls the size of fingernails can be loaded.

At this moment, these small metal balls seemed to be more numerous than the continuous raindrops in the air.

"What?" Lin Fan said with a gloomy face, "Use these little things to threaten me?"

"Small things?" The God of Technology froze for a moment, then sneered, "These are not small things."

"let me introduce."

"These guys you call little things, but I combined the top technologies in various fields of the God Realm and used all the knowledge I have learned since I was born to create them."

"Although it looks like a small steel ball."

"But the structure inside is so complicated that you can't imagine. The smallest part is even only three nanometers."

"Each steel ball contains an explosion equivalent enough to seriously injure an eighth-order god. If no one manipulates it, it will not explode no matter how squeezed it is. It is an absolutely safe tool."

"But once someone manipulates it... it only takes a string of codes to make them explode instantly."

"Of course, I originally produced them just to serve as mining tools, but I soon discovered that the role of these little guys is not limited to mines."

"I like to call them Raindrops."

The tech gods say the name.

raindrop.

Tiny raindrops.

But once it becomes irritable, it will become a monstrous flood!

Lin Fan froze on the spot, and said with a complicated expression, "You mean, these... were produced by you?"

The hidden message behind this sentence is too great.

Lin Fan always thought that the god of technology was just a string of virtual codes, at most he manipulated some chips and systems. It's like attacking yourself with a truck.

but.

At this moment, Lin Fan noticed it in astonishment.

This guy already has the ability to produce products according to his own ideas in the God Realm... In other words, this guy has his own factory and his own resource channels.

This thought sent chills down Lin Fan's back.

The ghost knows that such a guy with terrifying computing power and amazing learning ability, once he has the power of reality, what terrible things can be produced according to his own will!