burst match

The rudder direction is matched, and the timing will not be biased..."

"But your concentration and the consumption of your brain will be twice or even higher than that of an ordinary helmsman! You..."

"Yeah, logically I should be able to retire. Will you wait for me to go home?" He Huan asked with a smile.

"Go home..." He Xing frowned.

Every time He Huan played, he was approaching the limit of that brain.

No one can endlessly maintain the fastest reflexes, this is torture, it is a squeeze.

At this time, the half-open passage door suddenly closed again.

The alarm above their heads flickered for less than three seconds and suddenly went out.

Only two sounds of "chichi" were heard, like the sound of the oxygen port suddenly stopping.

The darkness fell instantly without warning, and without a ray of light, the vision could not adapt.

"What... what's going on?" Ye Yang was terrified, and immediately turned on his communicator, like a helpless firefly in the dark and narrow passage.