So tired...

But what should I do?

I can't escape, I can't reclaim...

The young man was mentally and physically exhausted, and his worry and internal turmoil expedited the depletion of his energy.

At this moment, the young man's eyes felt heavy, utterly fatigued.

He had already downed seven bottles of the energy potion.

The energy potion's speed of replenishing couldn't keep up with his consumption.

Most importantly... the potion could only serve as a supplement, not allow the body to rest.

High intensity, long duration Energy Level explosions were taking a toll on the young man's body.

Right now, despair inevitably welled up in his heart.

What to do?

What to do?!

His communication and connection with the head apparatus were severely diminishing due to the fading energy, almost unable to perceive feedback from the head apparatus.

Even the flesh battleship was starting to become sluggish, the previously fast-flowing flesh now turned dull.

As if the life force within the flesh was gradually dissipating.

But the young man knew...it wasn't the life force that's gradually disappearing.

The flesh battleship's sluggishness wasn't a real loss of vitality, but...

They were hesitating!

Yes...

This flesh was hesitating!

They seemed to want to break free from the young man's control and execute their own desires.

But the young man's Energy Level still persisted, causing these Flesh Puppets to hesitate.

At this moment, profound fatigue surged into the young man's mind wave after wave, causing his eyelids to droop and his consciousness to plunge into brief darkness.

Although it was momentary, the young man suddenly awakened.

But that instant of mental confusion caused him to lose control over the head apparatus in his hands.

When he reopened his eyes, he saw the face belonging to the elder on the head apparatus had turned, facing him.

The elder's eyes, simultaneously miserable and bloodthirsty, fiercely stared at the young man.

In that instant, their gazes collided briefly in the air.

The next moment, the young man screamed. His hand holding the head apparatus was suddenly covered in flesh, a mass of flesh surged up from around the head and wrapped around his arm.

A wave of intense pain instantly radiated from his arm, making the young man instinctively want to drop the head apparatus in his hand.

This time, the head apparatus became dominant, using flesh to fiercely "bite" into the young man's arm, preventing him from escaping the head apparatus.

Next moment, the flesh originally draping the battleship began to churn madly, having developed other consciousness, it began to surge from every direction, gradually enveloping the young man's body.

The young man widened his eyes, feeling intense pain emanating from every corner of his body.

He screamed, roared, and struggled.

But at this moment, he was already at the end of his strength, his extraordinary power had long been exhausted in maintaining the operation of the flesh battleship.

How would he have any strength left to escape the flesh's counterattack?

As the flesh rolled, the original battleship reappeared before the young man.

The once Blue Star Captain's vessel had already been ravaged and perforated by the flesh.

The enchantments on ship cannons had been rubbed smooth, the wooden planks of the battleship full of erosion and melting traces.

A perfectly good battleship had turned into scrap in mere ten minutes...

Don't even mention continuing the battle; even regular navigation would be impossible.

The armor below had been eroded and used as nutrients for the flesh.

At this moment, the young man widened his eyes, seeing clearly the current state of his battleship.

He was in despair; he was unwilling.

The battleship was the Blue Star Captain's most important partner, a special existence with a soul connection to the Blue Star Captain.

If one thrives, so does the other; if one suffers, so does the other.

No one could accept their battleship ravaged into scrap like this.

At this moment, the young man suddenly awakened.

No wonder...

When he released the flesh battleship, he always felt something was amiss.

Being able to instantly enhance the battleship's power, raising it a level.

Could such an alchemical device truly exist?

Until this moment, seeing the flesh retreating from the battleship, exposing its original form, the young man's heart turned icy cold.

It turned out...

The release of this flesh requires the captain's Energy Level communication, but it also erodes the battleship, using its nutrients to sustain itself, thus allowing for a short burst of power even stronger than before.

Was the price of power truly consuming my battleship?

This point... did Wang Qi know?!

He... should know right?!

At this moment, the young man's gaze erupted with intense resentment.

Yes!

Wang Qi.

He absolutely knew this point, knowing once the head apparatus is used, his battleship would be sacrificed to unleash power.

Even knowing this, he sent me without hesitation to ambush Fang Yu.

So... Wang Qi had long planned to use me as a pawn, consuming my battleship to deal with Fang Yu?

Ridiculous that I diligently acted as Wang Clan's dog, upon arriving in this world, always looking up to Wang Qi.

Even the head apparatus's backlash was within Wang Qi's calculations.

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