Chen Yang smiled bitterly: "I still don't feel happy."

"Hide me, I try to avoid emitting unconscious shortwaves... That guy sensed my shortwaves and could only roughly confirm the distance direction. The error may exceed thousands of kilometers, and it could not find us easily."

"I'm still not happy!"

Sighing, Chen Yang had a headache. Why do you always have such troubles to come to him? Can't he have a quiet day?

Sometimes when you think about it, the existence of your right hand undoubtedly brought him many benefits, but the disadvantages are also obvious. You often dance with the god of death, and it is not surprising that you accidentally rush into the god of death's arms.

Since ancient times, good and bad luck have been dependent on each other. Who can truly be sure that what you get must be happiness?

It's a disaster that cannot be avoided. Chen Yang is not the same as before as he was in a panic when encountering trouble. He smiled bitterly and calmed down again, thinking about the countermeasures and preparing to deal with it.

"Sir Screw, if we meet your kind first, what's the chance of winning?"

“…14%.

"Is it 14%? It's not very low..."

Chen Yang's eyes were bright: "Then what if I turn on the second gear overclocking, combined with your combat power?"

“16%.”

"Three-speed overclocking?"

“12%.

"Wait, why did our winning rate decrease after turning on the third gear overclocking?"

Chen Yang was stunned.

"Host, it only takes a few seconds for you to turn on the third gear overclocking. Once the time passes, your physical fitness will be greatly consumed, and our winning rate will be reduced."

The tentacles with a change in right hand rolled up the pen on the table and said, "I don't think that a few seconds will make a decisive impact on our victory or defeat."

"If...there is a new type of brain operation like last time, right, just like that day, let me enter that brain operation mode, our chances of winning should be different, right?"

"really."

Right hand agreed: "After you enter that mode, you will get more computing power than the third level, and your winning rate will rise to 21%.

"But it's still far from enough."

"Pu!"

The pen was broken with my right hand, "It's not enough. According to my calculations, we will be killed in the first five minutes of contact with it. The longer the delay is, the more unfavorable it will be for us. Even if we turn on that mode, our winning rate will not be high enough."

"It's almost one-fifth of the winning rate, and in my opinion, I can definitely take a gamble."

Chen Yang said seriously: "But of course, I hope there will never be such a chance to gambling."

"As for what you are considering, we do not rely on ourselves to fight at critical moments. I think the weapons on the earth are not useless. If you play a role at critical moments, you may decide the outcome."

His right hand shook his tentacles, "As you said, but what I worry about is the final result. Once my kind feels hopeless to win, it may take the last choice of suicide, activate antimatter weapons, and die directly with us."

“…”

Chen Yang wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. He always felt that his right hand was like a hedgehog.

Originally, when facing his own kind with his right hand, his winning rate was very small, but the other party actually had a decisive killing weapon. If he couldn't play with his own side, he would die together. He was simply a scoundrel.
Chapter completed!