"Rumble rumble rumble—"

"Rumble rumble rumble—"

At the same time, the rolling iron ball had reached the edge of the roulette wheel. With a loud "boom," the center of gravity shifted to the right as all the [ship girls] rushed towards the central opening...

Therefore, after the ball hits the wall, the rebound force, combined with the new shift in the center of gravity, makes the ball roll straight towards the center point like a rolling stone!

Holy crap!

"Holy shit!!!"

"Boom!"

The high-speed rotating sphere bounced back, its speed surpassing that of all the other ships, and it was the first to collide with the Nightmare in the moving group.

Focalman screamed incessantly, clutching Nightmare and lunging to the left on the bed. The ship veered rapidly, barely managing to let the rolling ball graze past them!

"Boom!"

The ground is now starting to tilt to the right.

At this point, it's actually easier to find the center point.

but...

The ship can't outrun the rolling iron ball!

Even if they exert all their strength, the ship might be able to reach the vicinity of the circular opening, but once the iron ball rolls in, the ship will probably be smashed into pieces instantly!

"Boom!"

[220]? [250]? Or perhaps [280]?

Because of the rebound and the tilt of the center of gravity, the iron ball, like a death knell, has caught up with the Möbius Ring.

"【Analyzing the Tassius database...】"

"[600 meters to the target location. At the current speed, you'll be hit by the [Iron Ball] in just 100 meters! The database is providing solutions...]"

"【Option 1: Immediately dodge the iron ball. After dodging it, the ball will return to its original position. You can then coordinate with the remaining opponents to shift the track's center of gravity, allowing you to attempt to enter the second area entrance again.】"

"【Option Two: Use 'Space Folding' to move 'Weather Forecast' behind you, so it faces the iron ball's attack! While it's dealing with the iron ball, there might be an opportunity to enter the second area's entrance!】"

"......"

Inside the captain's cabin of the Möbius Ring, the eyes of Number One were flashing.

The answer has already been provided in the section on [chips].

Normally, the navigator decides which response to take. But this time, "Number One" didn't even glance at Klein; after only a slight hesitation, the ship began to tremble uncontrollably.

"【Option Two is adopted!】"

"[Space]...[Folding]!!!"

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

As Ganlan gave the order, this time it all depends on the performance of the [chip]'s master. [Number One] did not question Klein and directly decided on the response method.

As the number "8" flashed across the ship's hull, the space behind the stern began to curl up, gradually merging with a dark corner!

Between the two distorted darkness, a ship's hull, covered with 'weather' markers, slowly emerged, its surface rippling.

Weather Forecast!

Yes!

The issue isn't that "big data" is targeting it, but rather that it's currently the easiest target in the entire "fleet"!

How to deal with the Springer Spatial Folding?

She has a rebound effect!

How to deal with the Nightmare?

There are still fallen, burning maple leaves everywhere. In the "dream state," the "Nightmare" is nowhere to be seen.

So...

All that's left is the weather forecast!

This ship has been completely invisible from the beginning until now. The principle is simple: this is underwater! How can weather seep in? You, the king of the heavens, what do you want to do now that you're at the bottom of the sea?

"Boom—"

"Boom!"

A terrifying rolling sound came from behind. Luke, who was still holding the Weather Forecast and wondering who to team up with next, rolled the iron ball into the second area again.

Now it's all right...

Under the effect of [space folding], he had been transported to the front, and... the vibrations behind him were constantly being transmitted!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Why are you targeting me and not others?!

"Why?!"

Luke, who was once invincible in the Thunderstorm Cloud Tournament, is now being treated like a random piece of equipment and tossed around. This is something Luke cannot tolerate!

"Luke..."

"I'm scared... I'm scared..."

Luke's arm was lifted by the little hand of the Weather Forecast, and he looked at the row of Weather buttons on the helm with resentment.

"Sunny", "cloudy", "rainy", "thunder", "wind", "snow", and so on, these things simply cannot penetrate to the seabed thousands of meters below!

In fact, as soon as he landed, he tried to use "Sunny" to light up the surroundings.

pity!

Sunlight cannot penetrate seawater at a depth of one kilometer!

His prized weather forecast is now like a blank slate, completely useless!

As for his "Time Acceleration"?

If we accelerate now, won't we just get hit and killed by the iron ball?

"call--"

"call--"

"call--"

Frantically steer the ship, realizing he had been suddenly transferred there and wouldn't have time to dodge the iron ball, Luke slowly pulled a [serum injection] from his chest.

"[Weather Forecast]..."

"Good boy! Good boy!"

"We'll just get one shot...one shot will do the trick..."

"You don't want to lose the game, and neither do I..."

The sight of flowing crimson blood inexplicably instilled fear in the weather forecast.

She tilted her head: "No! Don't!"

"We have to take it whether we want it or not!"

"Otherwise! We'll die!"

"Pfft—"

The syringe, spurting blood, suddenly pierced the arm of the [Weather Forecast]!

"Puff puff puff—"

A large volume of blood was injected directly into the body of the [Weather Forecast]!