Big Data Cultivation

This time, the bugs’ attack focused on the other side of the marketplace. Although there was an impact on this side too, in Feng Jun’s squad, only Xiao Wu’s Gauss machine gun roared, and Lao Wang and Lao Wa’s electromagnetic guns fired twice.

However, less than a minute later, the fourth attack appeared. The veins on the back of Feng Jun’s hand holding the plasma cannon bulged.

He initially thought that the Insect Race’s fourth attack would be a saturation attack, an endless assault from a single angle—under normal circumstances, the firepower of ordinary combat units simply couldn’t withstand the Insect Race’s relentless attack.

Unfortunately, at the last moment of the attack, the Insect Race changed formation. Only over a thousand bugs charged forward, with more than ninety-eight percent in the Qi Refinement Realm, and only about thirty from the Outdust Insect Race, hiding in the rear.

Actually, this scale wasn’t small either. Among the airborne attacking swarm, most were from the Outdust and above Insect Race. Those in the Qi Refinement Realm were naturally able to fly in significant numbers, but when counted separately, they weren’t many.

Feng Jun, in any case, didn’t take this size seriously. He kept touching the plasma cannon, ready to fire at any moment, but regretfully, he didn’t get a chance to fire in the end.

The fourth wave of attack passed just like that, and then until evening, the marketplace only suffered occasional harassment.

Well, to say occasional isn’t quite right. The key is the marketplace’s shield was very strong, and the harassment wasn’t even worth shooting back at.

As the sky darkened, everyone felt the day had finally passed. Just as they were about to get up, Feng Jun suddenly turned back, returning to the firing port.

Lao Wa’s reaction was just a bit slower than his. He instantly returned to his firing position, observing with a slight frown, "There’s one last wave; not sure who’s going to be unlucky in the end."

Xiao Wu followed to have a look, "Come on, isn’t this the toughest wave?"

Though young and relatively inexperienced, when it came to the defense and attack of Xingzheng Star, he was indeed a veteran—everyone was familiar with many of the Insect Race’s tactics.

Before he finished speaking, the black cloud of Insect Race started flying back and forth again. But the difference was, this time the black cloud was very formidable, and within everyone’s line of sight, two buildings collapsed.

"Sure enough, it’s the Colonel Level cluster," Lao Wa sighed softly, without much to add, "Be careful... they may not necessarily come to the marketplace."

However, these days, if you fear something, it will happen. The next moment, the black cloud rushed toward the marketplace.

"Are you kidding me," Lao Wa couldn’t help but complain, "What do we have here?"

Nevertheless, at the next moment, Feng Jun set up the individual plasma cannon—this thing, unlike the electromagnetic gun, was a mecha-configured weapon, though it could be operated alone, but required high physical quality, so it generally needed a stand for support.

After setting up the plasma cannon, Feng Jun didn’t hesitate at all and directly pulled the trigger, "Boom~"

After a muffled sound, two Insect Race bugs were directly thrown to the ground—it’s described as thrown, not fallen because the close-range killing kinetic energy of the plasma cannon was too great, with somewhat weak penetration.

Yet, because of this situation, the chubby sister couldn’t help but exclaim, "You... you actually killed two with one shot?"

Lao Wang, Lao Wa, and Xiao Wu all crazily fired their Gauss machine guns, while only she used an electromagnetic gun, thus personally witnessing Feng Jun’s amazing shot. Particularly shocking to her was that the chubby guy’s shot even anticipated the timing.

If not for pre-judgment, when Feng Jun pulled the trigger, there was still a gap between the two Colonel Level bugs. It could even be said that his shot was originally aimed at an empty space.

This was truly impressive, and she couldn’t help but cry out in surprise.

Feng Jun ignored her and quickly switched to another firing port—actually, staying in the original firing port didn’t worry him about the bugs doing any harm to him, but now he was role-playing as a Federation youngster, and moving after shooting was basic practice.

The plasma cannon was a bit cumbersome to move—at least for a Federation youngster it was, thus he took some time, during which the barricade at the original firing port emitted several loud bangs—obviously, the Insect Race’s retaliation had arrived.

Feng Jun fixed the plasma cannon, opened another barricade, and again fired decisively.

This shot heavily struck a flying beetle in the Outdust Realm. Unlike the two moths he had just killed, the beetle wasn’t so fragile. It took the shot squarely, struggled for two to three seconds in the air, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

The chubby sister’s electromagnetic gun, in this situation, was basically ineffective. It was exceptionally challenging for the electromagnetic gun to kill an airborne Colonel Level bug, so she actually had the mind to observe Feng Jun’s actions.

"Ah, another Colonel Level bug, little brother you are simply amazing."

Lao Wang and Lao Wa focused on firing, pretending not to hear, but Xiao Wu couldn’t help it, "Sister, could you keep it down? My eardrums are about to burst!"

But the slightly plump elder sister’s surprise couldn’t be suppressed. After about half a minute, she exclaimed again, "Another one, oh... too bad it wasn’t killed, it ran too fast."

Feng Jun switched to another firing port, and in that short moment, the insects actually stopped their attack and started to retreat—the Insect Race’s harassment strategy is just that annoying, coming quickly and leaving just as fast, able to switch between assault and feigned attacks freely.

He was a bit slow to react, so he only hit a lagging Flying Centipede, injuring it severely but missing the kill by a hair.

But this was already satisfactory, as Lao Wang, Lao Wa, and Xiao Wu operated three double-barreled Gauss Machine Guns, firing incessantly, but only managed to kill two more advanced bugs; Lao Wa and Xiao Wu each killed one, while Lao Wang only severely injured two.

Next, it was yet another prolonged wait, until it was completely dark, when the warning whistle finally sounded to lift the alert.

This time, the elder sister didn’t rush over to see Feng Jun as several security personnel were injured. One combat unit was breached, two security guards were seriously wounded, and one person’s injuries were so severe that survival was uncertain.

Feng Jun lingered for a while, just as he was about to leave, the elder sister hurried over, "Young man, you’re really amazing! I heard you killed three Colonel Level bugs and severely injured one. Thank goodness you were here, otherwise the mall would have been in danger today."

Feng Jun shook his head helplessly, "Sister, I’m still young, unable to handle compliments. How could I alone affect the entire battle? You don’t have to be so exaggerated, okay?"

"Alright, then I won’t speak falsely," the elder sister said seriously, "Today there are many injured, much to do, and the building needs repairs. I’m too busy. Just say what reward you want."

"Crystal Racing Car Model," Feng Jun replied seriously, "The smallest size of Type One and Type Three will be fine."

"No way," the elder sister shook her head decisively, "You killed three Colonel Level bugs. How can you only get two models?"

"The smallest size of Type One is five times the price of the smallest size of Type Three," since Feng Jun was feigning interest in racing models, he had to know related information. He spoke seriously, "Two models are enough, any more and I’m afraid my parents will find out."

Afraid of his parents finding out... The elder sister was thunderstruck by this reason, "You have a natural talent for combat. I can recommend you to a military academy. If you truly follow this path, your parents should be pleased. As a resident of this planet, trying to conceal this is really not worthwhile."

Most residents of Xingzheng Star can’t return to live in The Federation’s Central District. Not only are the identities of Frontier Star residents locked, but their descendants also have no choice in the matter.

Isn’t it somewhat unkind? Perhaps, but if not done this way, everyone would want to return to prosperous areas, and how would Frontier Star then be defended? Besides, the high treatment and low cost of living for Frontier Star residents is acknowledged by the Federation, with substantial benefits therein.

The elder sister’s meaning was, your identity is what it is, and battles with the Insect Race cannot be avoided sooner or later. Better to join the military, then maybe achieve some Qiancheng from it?

But Feng Jun shook his head and responded lightly, "My parents... only wish for me to live safely, even if it’s temporary."

The people present all fell silent at these words. Long after, Lao Wang sighed, "Yes, survival is the most important thing. The other stuff... really doesn’t matter."

The elder sister looked at Feng Jun and asked, "The value from the extra bugs... should I report your commendations?"

"No need," Feng Jun shook his head, answering very straightforwardly, "I want nothing. Sister, you can give it to whoever you wish. Today, I’m already satisfied with the models. They’ll be in time for my brother’s birthday."

Speaking of it, he even broke into a smile, showing his snow-white teeth.

But seeing his smile, those around couldn’t help but feel their noses sting and almost tear up—being a resident of Frontier Star is truly hard. In the Federation’s core district, kids of this age should be carefree and attending school.

The elder sister was a bit unwilling to give up, "Kid, don’t be headstrong. This battlefield commendation is really precious for you and could be very useful in the future."

Feng Jun smiled brilliantly again, "Just a few bugs, I can kill them now, and when I grow up, it’ll be even easier. Sister doesn’t really think I killed these bugs by luck, right?"

While speaking, someone brought over two models and handed them to the elder sister.

The elder sister handed the models to Feng Jun, decisively stating, "Alright, I’ll take these few merits for now... Mainly, my people need them for their recovery; they also need accolades to get in line. If you ever need anything, come find sister, I owe you this."

Feng Jun smiled, accepting the boxes of models, "Thank you, sister. But in the future, I really won’t be short of these few bugs... I earnestly ask you, please don’t let my parents know."

"Alright, no problem," the elder sister nodded, "I’ll speak truthfully!"

Seeing Feng Jun turn to leave, it was quite a while before Lao Wa sighed and said, "This kid... as long as he survives, his name will surely be among the future Federal stars!"