National Destiny: I Rubbed the Titan with My Hands in the Void Cemetery

Xia Zheyuan felt that he had never been so speechless in his life. One second he was lying down at home playing games, and the next second he was suspended in the cold vacuum with an extremely standard "big" font. And the space station that was supposed to be his safe harbor was just three meters away. Three meters. He really wanted to ask, had the person who designed this "beginner's tutorial" just been broken up with someone so that he could design such a precise and torturous distance? When he finally exhausted the space swimming skills he had learned all his life and shot himself into the airlock of the space station like a salted fish, in the next channel, the blond and blue-eyed players were already having a BBQ in the primitive jungle. Xia Zheyuan took a deep breath of the regenerated air and made a decision that went against his ancestors! Pick up rags and rub battleships. "When I arrive in my black technology Titan, I hope you are as tough as your bunker!"