Chapter 187: Deep Under The Sea (12)
As soon as I entered the entrance, the wind-up machine holding the joystick turned its head 180 degrees and looked this way.
Then it detached itself from the joystick and ran straight to attack.
Yeah. It's dumber than I thought. This.
The best way here is to twist the joystick wildly to make it lose its balance right away and then run at it. It's like a handshake during a handshake when it attacks me.
Kwak!
Polaris, who was behind me, ran into a good position to hit me. I saw the tin plate dent every time Polaris ran in and hit me with his fists on the body and head, so I thought it would be okay and went to where the body was.
I pretended to examine the pilot's body and took away his warmth.
Oh, it's cooled down a lot. This.
I should've come here first.
While I was searching the pilot's memories, Polaris completely dismantled the machine. It's not Polaris, it's Polarbear.
Hmm. How to control it.
My memory has evaporated a lot, so it’s a bit vague, but I know how to fly. Looking at my various memories, I can’t fall vertically like an airplane.