Chapter 780: Jiang Haochen

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Shells fell like rain.

Standing in the center of the square, Lin An slightly narrowed his eyes, letting the artillery fire raining from the sky bombard his surroundings.

Scorching heat rose from a nearby crater, and shrapnel grazed his cheek, emitting a piercing screech.

The already dilapidated Roman architectural complex, under intense bombardment, turned into scorched earth.

"2 points of damage, 15 rounds per second, logically up to 30 points of damage, but the actual damage taken fluctuates no more than 10..."

"The No Gap state... equals reducing damage by two-thirds, current life recovery speed 475.4... maximum life approaches 10504 points (regular naked equipment state is 40*10*3=1200 points, after activating No Gap, theoretically the most damage that can be endured is (1200+475.4*3+1200+475.4*3)*2=10504.8!"

"(Summary: Before activating the No Gap state, Lin An had 1200 HP; after consuming it, entering No Gap grants invincibility, during which he can recover another 1200 HP; after invincibility ends, the damage taken during invincibility is distributed over subsequent time, i. e., 475.4*3+1200; finally adding the reversal of Causal Sequence times two. Ultimately, the maximum theoretical damage he can withstand is 10504.8 points.)"

"Simple calculation: under WWI-level artillery bombardment... I could hold out until the end of the world..."

He muttered to himself.

Lin An indifferently watched the gorgeous sparks flying toward him, constantly calculating damage values.

Just like other trials.

Considering only his physique attribute, his current speed cannot dodge, and there's no need to dodge.

Thanks to his self-created damage calculation system, it's rare to have various attack types, so he simply began collecting data.

Not for any other reason.

Now the time he feels he can endure does not match his calculations.

He can't last that long; he can't hold out until the end of the world.

At most... a dozen or so hours...

The duration of the No Gap state and the life recovery effect appear passive, with no consumption.

But when truly facing prolonged attack, Lin An clearly sensed something inside him decreasing.

Although slow, it truly exists.

Is it... life essence? Or something else?

Doomsday Game, they call it a game.

But the actual rules are extraordinarily complex.

2 points of damage usually correspond to an effect from 2 points of strength attribute.

But this does not mean the damage from the howitzer equals 2 points of strength.

Quite the opposite.

A typical howitzer, after subtracting technological attenuation attributes and balancing explosion angle, explosion effect, and shrapnel impact area...

Normally the damage should be around 100 points.

The reason Lin An's damage taken is so low is purely because his physique and special effects are stacked too high!

He consumed large amounts of spirit-energy fruits, plus equipment special effects.

Even Lin An himself hasn't tallied how much his damage reduction for various types has stacked.

Like a normal Awakened One, 20 points of physique theoretically gives 200 HP.

Meaning he can only withstand 1-2 shells.

After a shell explodes, it causes a series of negative effects: internal organ shock, blunt impact, high temperature, high pressure, armor break, etc.

After damage and negative effects stack repeatedly, a 20-point physique attribute...

Withstanding one shell already leaves him nearly seriously injured.

Taking Lin An himself as an example.

When he fought the nine major forces, his physique and defense had already exceeded 20 points, yet he still dared not face the artillery barrage directly.

Even after being trapped, he even suffered temporary serious injury.

"My defense completely exceeds single-blast damage, so I can simply calculate the damage as 2 points..."

"If it were others facing the howitzer's damage, it would even be between 80 and 120..."

"This is the third round of system attack, each round's damage increase is around 40..."

No, it can't be calculated that way.

Most physique Awakened Ones' talents usually come with a damage reduction effect, mitigating a certain amount of damage.

Plus equipment special effects, skill passives, etc...

His brows furrowed tightly.

Variables, too much data needs to be set...

Originally, when inspiration struck, Lin An wanted to seize this opportunity to establish a damage calculation system, facilitating more precise simulation of battle outcomes in future fights.

But when he finally managed to find time to perfect it, he discovered that this "project" was far more complex than he imagined—by a hundredfold.

He secretly sighed.

Casually shielding his eyes, Lin An looked up at the ever-changing attack pattern again.

"Beep, the fourth round of attack begins."

"This attack: coverage-type cluster bomb..."

Not much threat...

Lin An remained expressionless, continuing to lower his head in thought.

No one knows.

Throughout the physique trial, while many Awakened Ones were exerting all effort to resist the attack, Lin An stood there in a daze, meanwhile doing high-speed calculations.

If all the trial small worlds were merged together and viewed from high above, one would see how out of place Lin An is.

Oh, maybe there's still another person.

That is Xiong Hanzi, buttocks raised, carefully kneeling on the ground to protect the hot pot.

"Fuck your mother!"

"If you have the ability, shoot lasers! The blast has made Laozi unable to eat!"

In the deep pit, Zhang Tie was furious, his thick finger pointing at the sky giving the middle finger, cursing incessantly.

Violent explosions always bring shockwaves and heat waves, overturning his just-heated self-heating hot pot several times.

He was so bored.

Only by eating something tasty could he calm his restless heart.

After enduring Colonel Chu's ordeal of having armor-piercing shells shoved into his butt, he now feels the current attacks are merely ticklish.

Under the special nature of the Indestructible Asura, he even felt himself grow a bit stronger.

"Bang!"

A huge hand slammed the ground.

Furious and flustered.

After the hot pot was overturned by the heat wave for the fourth time, Zhang Tie glanced wistfully at the just-cooked tripe, then roared, inhaled deeply, and leapt toward where the attack appeared in the sky.

"Damn it!"

"I want to see! Which asshole are you using to hit people!"

His figure was illusory like a phantom.

He let artillery shells pass through his body unhindered, like air.

Jiang Haochen stared blankly at his constantly undulating palm, then slowly clenched it.

"What a pity there's no one nearby..."

"Otherwise, the meme I've fused could still strengthen the concept..."

Behind him, a corpse strapped to his back, its face turned away, arms and legs splayed, its rotting, soft limbs swaying like seaweed.

"Meme - corpse under the pillow."