Chapter 532

"How is it? You, a tiny esper, want to come out? So don't waste your effort. By the way, you can try the alloy walls all around; it's warship alloy, oh!"

Seeing Ye Su stop his bombardment, the Mediterranean man thought he had given up. How could that be? The Mediterranean man opened the control panel, preparing to add some ingredients for Ye Su.

Ye Su ignored his mockery and walked straight to the corner. Seeing the glass embedded in the surrounding alloy, it should have been sealed with glue around the glass to prevent the spread of toxic gas.

However, due to the vibration of Ye Su's attacks, these glue strips had also partially detached from the joints.

Ye Su reached out and peeled off the rubber from the alloy. A trace of blue electric arc shot out from the alloy wall. Ye Su immediately felt a tingling sensation starting from his palm and traveling straight through his arm to his heart.

George, who had just been slumped on the ground, bounced up directly from the alloy floor. The "Soul Dancer" was officially online, and a smell of urine permeated the air.

Ye Su frowned and touched the back of his hand. The air was a bit too humid, and a tingling sensation came from his skin.

Ye Su knew this must be another underhanded trick by the Mediterranean man, but he was in no mood to pay attention to him. He just looked at the glass in front of him and calculated rapidly in his mind.

Before long, Ye Su's hair became moist, and bean-sized water droplets dripped down from time to time. Electric sparks appeared in the air, even forming miniature lightning.

And George had already fallen to the ground with a charred face. If it weren't for his chest still rising and falling slightly, he would have likely passed away.

Just then, Ye Su opened his eyes and shook the water droplets from his hair. Those scattered droplets actually sparked small electric sparks in the void.

Ye Su came to the bottom right corner of the glass, spread his palm, clenched his fist, and threw a punch in one go. The rapid impact actually caused the hard glass to shatter inch by inch.

"This, how is this possible?"

The Mediterranean man's eyes widened. This was glass that could withstand artillery bombardment; it was actually shattered by this plain, unremarkable punch.

He had clearly seen that kid use all his strength with punches and kicks earlier and fail to break it. The Mediterranean man looked at the scene before him in disbelief.

"Extremes meet, and at the peak, things decline. You might not understand what I'm saying, but if I say Achilles' heel, you should be very familiar with it."

Seeing Ye Su step over to this side, the Mediterranean man hurriedly pulled out a firearm from his waist, pointed it at Ye Su, and said excitedly:

"What Achilles' heel? This is clearly Eastern sorcery."

As he spoke, he fired a shot at Ye Su. Ye Su had long been on guard against this strange firearm and didn't dare to be arrogant, dodging the gun light the moment the Mediterranean man fired.

The effect brought by the firearm also shocked Ye Su. A large hole was melted into the alloy wall behind him, as if it had been directly swallowed by high temperature when illuminated by that ghostly blue light.

For a firearm capable of achieving such a function, a term instantly surfaced in Ye Su's mind: Tachyon Disintegration Gun.

No, wait. Since he could see the color and it could produce high temperature, it definitely wasn't a tachyon. Then, what the Mediterranean man held should be a Plasma Disintegration Gun.

Ye Su also hadn't expected that laser weapons, which he hadn't even figured out the clues to yet, were already in use here...

Ye Su didn't wait for the Mediterranean man to react; he snatched the firearm and began to study it. However, this kind of firearm was clearly not something that could be produced by the technology of the Beautiful Nation.

Ye Su stroked the smooth shell of the firearm, more certain in his heart that this was an alien weapon. He would take it back for them to study.

Ye Su looked at the Mediterranean man, who was scared limp on the ground, and turned the muzzle to point at him.

"Don't kill me. I'll give you whatever you want, and I can tell you the secrets here."

"What secrets? Aliens? I already know. And whatever I want, I can just go take it."

In the Mediterranean man's terrified eyes, a blue light appeared and directly enveloped him. The next second, he disappeared from this world forever.

Ye Su looked at the firearm in his hand with satisfaction, thinking about handing it to Guan Meng to study later. If she could research a Tachyon Disintegration Gun, it would be a profit; if not, a disintegration cannon would also be quite useful.

Ye Su pushed open the door on the Mediterranean man's side, wanting to go out, but turned his head and saw the miserable George. After all, they had known each other for a while.

Ye Su took a look and found that this guy was actually still alive. A plan immediately formed in his mind, but the most important thing right now was to destroy the surveillance inside the experimental base.

Using the terminal on the computer, Ye Su quickly found the location of the main control room. Before leaving, he placed George under the terminal, hoping he wouldn't be discovered.

Pushing open the door on the Mediterranean man's side, he found two soldiers guarding the entrance. As the two habitually saluted, Ye Su took advantage of their lack of preparation and used two palm strikes.

After dragging them into the interrogation room, Ye Su saw their military uniforms, then looked at the bloated chemical protective suit on his own body, and instantly had an idea.