The spot where the two shot out wasn't far from the wing, and a blast of turbulence caused by the aircraft tossed them both upward. It wasn't until Zheng Zha had tumbled several times in mid-air that he regained balance, holding Zero Point as he flew them above the aircraft’s roof.

“How is it? Zero Point, can you aim across such a distance?” Zheng Zha asked loudly after setting Zero Point down.

The fierce wind howled past the exterior of the plane. It was only because their physical constitutions far surpassed ordinary people that this sheer wind didn't blow them away, but even amidst such violent gales, Zero Point had to shout just to make himself heard. He glanced toward the distant, still black-dot alien saucer, then roared, “I don’t know, I can only try… But at this range, it’s not just about aiming anymore. Wind speed, the minute variance after the weapon fires a round, maybe even the Earth’s rotation—I really can’t guarantee a successful sniping shot at the saucer from this far…” Zheng Zha sighed; he knew asking Zero Point to hit these saucers was pushing his limits. After all, Zero Point wasn't Superman. The eye attribute he had exchanged, aside from the instantly lethal line-and-point demon eye, had another vision-enhancing attribute that was only low-level. Whether he could hit a target this far away... it truly depended on luck.

(If Zhan Lan were awake, it would be great—the scanning function of a psychic controller. She could clearly sense the trajectory of the Gauss sniper rifle’s bullet. That way, Zero Point could fire a few test shots and certainly hit the target… Alas, judging by the speed disparity, we might not even get a few shots off. In at most a minute, we’ll be within the saucers’ firing range… What should we do? There are at least a hundred saucers. Flee? Or fight?) Zheng Zha silently watched Zero Point pull the trigger. With a thunderous report, the Gauss sniper round sped out over ten thousand meters, so far that even Zheng Zha couldn't discern its trajectory. By the time the gunshot faded, not a single distant saucer had exploded, nor had their protective shields even flickered. This shot had clearly missed.

Suddenly, Zero Point raised the Gauss sniper rifle higher.

He reached into his body and pulled out several incredibly slender sniper rounds. These were not ordinary Gauss sniper bullets; they were special rounds he had previously exchanged for. Seeing how dire the situation was, Zero Point couldn't worry about ammunition consumption and immediately took them out.

“What kind of rounds are these?” Zheng Zha saw them clearly and quickly asked.

Zero Point loaded the bullets into the Gauss sniper rifle and stated without looking up, “Gauss Sniper Rifle Armor-Piercing High Explosive Conversion. Chu Xuan specifically modified the gunpowder in these rounds. I’ve had them since the modification but never had a chance to use them. I don’t know how powerful they are…” (That bastard Chu Xuan is getting closer to Doraemon again…) At that moment, such a ridiculous thought popped into Zheng Zha’s head, but he didn’t dwell on it. Seeing Zero Point aim into the distance once more, he also held his breath and watched intently. As a massive gunshot rang out, a blossoming flower of flame suddenly erupted far in the distance. A violent cloud of explosion appeared, covering an area of about five hundred meters. Judging by the blinding white flames of the blast, its destructive power was utterly terrifying.

“Damn it, is that the power of a single bullet? I thought it was a missile!” Zheng Zha couldn’t help but curse, because the power of the modified HE rounds was enormous. Keep in mind that while Zero Point’s Gauss rifle could fire extremely far, during team combat, his effective range never exceeded two thousand meters, and he was often targeting enemies near teammates. In a situation like that, using these explosive rounds would instantly vaporize teammates along with the enemies! That Chu Xuan is a scoundrel! Zheng Zha kept muttering curses.

Zero Point was also drenched in cold sweat. His thoughts mirrored Zheng Zha’s—he felt Chu Xuan was too insane. But then he reconsidered: if Chu Xuan were not insane, that would be truly strange. Furthermore, compared to the other team members, it seemed Zheng Zha was the one who got tricked by Chu Xuan far more often, right? Thinking this, his mental state immediately balanced out, and he lifted the Gauss rifle to aim again.

“Zheng Zha, I estimate I took out about three to five saucers. Only the saucers at the center of the blast had their shields breached; those on the periphery were completely fine. At this rate, in such a short time, they’ve closed the distance by over a kilometer. Even though my accuracy has improved, I suspect after five more shots, they’ll be able to attack us…” Zero Point spoke while aiming, then paused mid-sentence and squeezed the trigger again. As the huge shot roared, another massive cloud of flame erupted far away. Zero Point’s sharp eyes followed the flames as they faded, and he spat out a number—that number was the count of destroyed saucers.

Six shots in total, only the first three yielded the highest number of destroyed saucers; the last three only managed to take out a few each. Those aliens weren't fools; they wouldn’t line up to be slaughtered just because they were being attacked. Once Zero Point had destroyed nearly thirty saucers, the enemy vessels finally closed to within a few thousand meters of Air Force One. Then, the saucers began unleashing their energy beam weapons.

The emitted energy beams were about as thick as an adult’s arm and half a meter long. Each beam approached with a sharp, whistling sound. While the beams looked like pure light, their speed was perceptible to the naked eye, suggesting they were the product of extremely concentrated energy, much like the lightsabers or laser guns in science fiction movies.

Zheng Zha dared not test the power of these laser weapons. In the original film plot, these laser weapons could destroy a fighter jet with a single hit. Although Air Force One was much sturdier and larger than a fighter jet, if the aircraft exploded mid-air, no one could escape—and his companions were still inside.

Seeing the dense spray of laser beams approaching, Zheng Zha pushed off and leaped from the roof of the plane.

(During the fight against the Primeval God, even Zero Point’s demon eye couldn't completely breach that entity’s shield, the key reason being the support of infinite energy. In reality, the initial shield had already been broken… I just hope I have that much energy to sustain it. I have to keep my comrades alive… Damn it, time to fight for my life!) Air Force One had entered the saucers’ effective range, and the dense laser beams were firing madly. A single hit was enough to annihilate them all. With no other recourse, Zheng Zha flapped his wings and flew toward the tail stabilizer of Air Force One. Without looking back, he roared at Zero Point, “Zero Point, keep using the special rounds. When they get within a thousand meters of us, switch to the normal rounds… Damn it, I don’t know if the normal rounds can breach their shields, but do everything you can. For now, I’ll protect this Air Force One!” Zero Point was momentarily stunned, and then the aircraft suddenly lurched violently. It nearly threw him off the top of the plane, making it impossible for him to shoot. He couldn't even speak. He immediately stopped caring about Zheng Zha’s actions and desperately clung to the roof, while at the same time, Zheng Zha shouted again, “Wang Xia! Get to the cockpit! Tell them to maintain stable flight and make no evasive maneuvers! I will guard the aircraft; Zero Point and Zhang Heng need a stable environment to counterattack!” In this brief moment, the saucers drew even closer to Air Force One. Zheng Zha stopped talking. His focus became unprecedentedly sharp, his Genetic Lock pushed to its absolute limit. It seemed everything around him began to slow down, and the incoming laser beams were completely captured in his sight. (This one won’t hit Air Force One, nor this one, nor this one… It’s this one!) Zheng Zha’s mind was blank; all consciousness focused only on the incoming laser beams and their trajectories. When one laser beam entered his field of vision, he instantly moved in a speed barely visible to the naked eye, positioning himself directly in front of it. In his hand, he clutched the Dragon Crystal Necklace. As the laser beam rushed towards him in a blink, a semi-transparent shield materialized between his body and the beam. The laser struck the center of the shield, causing it to ripple like disturbed water. It happened too fast for a blink; then, the energy beam detonated violently. The shield around Zheng Zha shook violently with the explosion, but it possessed remarkable resilience. No matter how intense the blast, the shield showed no sign of fracturing until the explosion ended. Zheng Zha appeared unharmed at the epicenter of the blast.

(Indeed… Infinite energy can resist infinite damage, but I am not infinite energy after all…) Zheng Zha grimaced as he tested the internal Neili. This single explosion consumed almost one-twentieth of his total internal energy. A few more hits like that, and he would surely be pulverized along with the Dragon Crystal… (Now it just depends on whose speed is faster. Zero Point, Zhang Heng, my life and everyone else’s depend on you!) At the same time, Zheng Zha moved to intercept another incoming laser beam… (Truly terrifyingly powerful. This monster is actually using his physical body to block a laser beam? Although there seems to be a shield around him, no defensive item lower than A-grade should be able to withstand this many explosive impacts continuously. According to intelligence gathered from the Gods’ Squad, the Central Continent Team is not a wealthy team… In other words, is this shield their inherent skill? An exchanged attribute? Or perhaps… a self-created skill?) Far away from the Central Continent Team, inside a saucer hovering silently, sat three men. One was devastatingly handsome, another was slightly ordinary looking but possessed a profound stillness with his eyes closed, and the third was a middle-aged Caucasian man of completely ordinary looks and demeanor. These three distinct figures remained silent, appearing deeply preoccupied.

The handsome blond man finally spoke, “What kind of mess is this? The plot change is too exaggerated! Area 51 was bombed by the aliens? Where are they now? How are we supposed to find them? Yourian, have you found them?” The man with closed eyes twitched the corner of his mouth but immediately regained his composure.

He thought for a moment before saying, “Logically, Area 51 should not have interfered with the aliens before the plot unfolded, and the aliens shouldn’t have known about its existence. Yet, it was destroyed. This completely violates deductive logic. If we must offer a reason… I suspect we exposed the existence of Area 51.”

“We exposed it? How? When?” the handsome blond man asked, suddenly curious.

The closed-eyed man’s mouth twitched again, but he instinctively rubbed the corner of his mouth before continuing, “In logic, one eliminates all impossible information, and whatever possibility remains, no matter how incredible, must be the truth… If it’s impossible for Area 51 to be destroyed by any other means, then we, being inside the alien headquarters and being the only terrestrial lifeforms aware of Area 51 and in contact with the aliens, are the most likely source. Therefore, I hypothesize there is some device within the alien headquarters that can directly spy on our thoughts. Because of this, the aliens learned about Area 51 and discovered the existence of the one thing that could threaten them—their flying saucers—and thus destroyed it preemptively. That is my deduction… Of course, it’s also possible that the ‘Main God’ intentionally increased the difficulty for the Central Continent Team. If that’s the case, then it doesn’t need to adhere to factual logic; as long as the ‘Main God’ wills it, it will happen, and there’s no need for deduction…” The blond man looked noticeably confused.

This caused the corner of the closed-eyed man’s mouth to twitch again, but as the blond man began to speak, he smoothed his expression once more.

The handsome blond man frowned and said, “Let’s disregard that for now. We’re out of the alien headquarters, so whatever mind-reading exists is no longer our concern. The critical issue now is finding the Central Continent Team… I spent so many reward points and sub-plots to bring out your psychic abilities; they can’t be useless, right? You can’t find a single person?” His final words carried a stern edge.

The closed-eyed man chuckled softly. He waved a hand dismissively. “The Earth is huge. Even after exchanging for the A-grade psychic skill Mind’s Eye, my exploration radius is only a hundred kilometers. My sub-plot exploration range is barely a thousand kilometers. Do you think I can find them instantly across such a vast planet?” The handsome blond man let out two cold laughs. He lowered his head, resting his chin on his elbows. “I’ll give you thirty-six hours… That is my limit for patience. Make it worthwhile.”

The closed-eyed man chuckled again, then fell silent, saying nothing more. The middle-aged man seemed completely unconcerned, staring off into space by himself, and the interior of the saucer once again fell into silence.

(…While I have indeed located their position, launching an assault with this team at this moment… I don't believe that is a good order. Or perhaps, has this idiot become impatient for death? Though I am already annoyed with this fool, a foolish person with high combat strength is still useful. Until it’s absolutely necessary to abandon him, I should still offer some assistance…) (But what did Adam mean by that? “The intelligence of the Central Continent Team is the key to their true strength.” That sounds illogical. Can a team be described by its intelligence? Or perhaps he meant splitting intelligence—Zhi and Li? In terms of Li (Strength), I have certainly seen it; Zheng Zha is indeed the powerhouse who dared to confront the Gods’ Squad head-on. If Reinhardt and I joined forces, the outcome would be fifty-fifty…) (So what does the Zhi (Intelligence) of the Central Continent Team mean? At least from what I see now, apart from choosing the White House route initially, their subsequent actions have been quite childish. A team like that, even with Zheng Zha, shouldn’t be terrifying. Under Adam’s inhuman wisdom, I find it hard to believe the Central Continent Team managed to beat them even once… What exactly does the Central Continent Team’s Zhi signify? Perhaps there is no separation of Zhi and Li; Adam simply means the Central Continent Team’s overall ‘intelligence’? I don’t understand…) Thinking this, the closed-eyed man exhaled, rubbed his temples, and then continued his thoughts.

(Never mind. From the current outlook, the Central Continent Team is at a distinct disadvantage. Their only possible countermeasure is to reach ‘that’ specific saucer first, but we can use this opportunity to launch a true raid, one that will cripple most of their combat strength first. After that, eliminating Zheng Zha will be much easier. Then… Neos! My team will gain substantial reward points and sub-plot sequences from this Horror Movie, and we will have defeated the arrogant Central Continent Team. Just you wait, Neos! The next time we meet, I absolutely will not lose to you again! If my wisdom cannot surpass yours, at least I can make up for it with raw strength…) The closed-eyed man slightly opened his eyes. They were no longer black and white; what remained in them was an image like a river of stars. After opening his eyes just slightly, the man immediately closed them again, sinking back into deep contemplation…