CHAPTER 85: CHAPTER 66: DUSK STRIKES AGAIN

"Dusk again?"

Upon hearing the alert message from the dock.

The slight drowsiness in Chen Ming’s mind instantly vanished.

Moreover, he noticed that the gate leading to the outside of the Space Station from the dock was directly sealed.

This was obviously not right.

The external seal on the dock was lifted yesterday, and some foreign ships had already docked there.

No evacuation time given by the Space Station meant that the situation was extremely urgent this time.

Chen Ming had to immediately find a way to take shelter.

He quickly donned his protective suit, intending to return to the safest Space Station Administration inside the city.

But when Chen Ming stood at the cabin door, an inexplicable panic suddenly rose in his heart.

And as he took a step outside the cabin, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

With the second step, an unknown fear suddenly engulfed him.

It felt like falling into an ice cave, a chill rising from his tailbone.

Chen Ming couldn’t suppress this inexplicable feeling.

He immediately looked around, but couldn’t find the source of this sense of danger.

However, the feeling was incredibly real and frantically warned him never to leave the Iron Ore No.

Chen Ming stopped in his tracks, deciding to trust his instincts.

He turned back into the Iron Ore No.

The inexplicable sense of danger slightly subsided, but it did not disappear; instead, it began to grow again within seconds.

Meanwhile, Xiao Shi was writhing restlessly inside Chen Ming’s helmet, seemingly sharing the same feeling.

Chen Ming fully realized the issue and immediately activated the Iron Ore No.

Although he couldn’t leave the dock, he hid at the outermost part of the space arm.

After pondering for a few seconds, he realized that the most likely source of danger was the attacking Dusk.

If they were to attack the Space Station, the priority would be the dock, which explained Chen Ming’s feeling.

If Dusk were to attack the Space Station, it would certainly prioritize attacking the middle sections of the dock or the parts connected to the Space Station; it wouldn’t intentionally hit such peripheral spots. This was definitely the safest area in the dock now.

Feeling a slight relief from the fear, Chen Ming picked up his terminal to contact the factory manager or Old Wu.

Just before Chen Ming selected a contact, that sense of fear suddenly intensified again.

His heartbeat almost skipped a beat, his hand trembled involuntarily, and he dropped the terminal on the ground.

Ignoring the terminal, Chen Ming immediately activated the ship’s mining laser.

He wasn’t concerned about the consequences and began cutting the outer wall of the space arm.

The fear in his heart urged him to leave the Space Station immediately.

However, the Space Station’s outer walls could withstand at least a ten-second continuous output from Dusk’s cruiser weapons.

Though the mining laser was potent, it was undeniably slow.

Chen Ming couldn’t endure the feeling any longer.

He directly threw a few unarmed missiles he had scavenged from a Sentinel Level and detonated them after gaining some distance.

The portion of the Space Station’s outer wall already cut was blown open into a gap.

The Iron Ore No. immediately flew forward, knocking the damaged wall debris out through the gap.

Upon exiting the dock, the sense of danger in Chen Ming’s heart suddenly vanished completely.

But immediately, he saw the Dusk cruiser, now seemingly right at arm’s length.

The three large support points on its hull were all flickering with the glow of energy weapon charging.

In the next instant, a laser from one of the Speed Particle Spear fired, sweeping over a segment of space arm No. 30, not yet shielded.

Even a brief contact from the particle torrent severed the space arm completely; numerous metal surfaces that were challenging for the mining laser melted into molten iron in a flash.

During the previous battle, even at a considerable distance, the sight was breathtaking for Chen Ming.

Now, experiencing it up close, he could truly feel the power contained within that beam.

If he had hesitated slightly, not trusted his instincts, or delayed his departure, he might have perished with the dock.

Fortunately, the worst-case scenario did not occur.

But now Chen Ming had another issue.

How did that sudden sensation come about?

The question circled in Chen Ming’s mind constantly, but no answers emerged.

If he couldn’t figure it out, he let it go.

Anyway, that feeling saved him from the Speed Particle Spear of the Dusk, so it certainly wasn’t a bad thing.

More pressing matters lay before him still.

This time, Dusk’s attack was swifter and more ferocious than the last.

In mere minutes, it had closed to striking distance; the Space Station’s shields weren’t fully deployed before they were attacked by Dusk’s Speed Particle Spear.

It was as if they intended to seize the Space Station in one swift blow.

On the Space Station’s side, however.

The patrol team’s dedicated dock was spared from the first wave of Speed Particle Spear attacks from Dusk, and some ships were accelerating to deploy.

Yet outside the Space Station, there was only a fleet of about thirty ships—hardly forming an adequate defensive line.

Amid such an emergency, could the Space Station really endure?

Just as this question formed in Chen Ming’s mind, he suddenly noticed his sensors detecting a large number of ships transitioning out of the Superspace Channel at the edge of the star system.