I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 684: Halo Monster
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In the real world, what secretly presides over everything in the mechanical forest, and what is constantly accelerating the growth and response of metal life, is a pure quantized stacked memory symbol.
This symbol is like an invisible large net covering the entire mechanical forest star, and in most cases it sleeps quietly, but it exists objectively, just like the basic physical rules of every planetary system determined by the stars in it.
As long as someone triggers the defense system, or enters the range of the ecosystem, and is sensed by the ubiquitous mechanical creatures in the ecosystem, they will wake up immediately.
This stream of consciousness carried by the stacked memory symbols will instantly travel a long distance, watching the intruder like the Eye of Cthulhu, and reading the memory of the other party.
The strength of this regular stream of consciousness is enough to cover the entire mechanical forest star and dominate everything on the planet, including physical rules. If it is an aggregate of hundreds of billions of spherical core computing power on the planet, it is extremely powerful , and it is rooted in the symbolic language of the Mystery Clan, and also incorporates the stacked memory method of the Yuxing people, which is more stable.
Therefore, in the past, when facing a single human individual, the impact of the stream of consciousness of the mechanical forest star was like a tsunami. A super-equivalent space tear generator was transported to the vicinity of the blue giant star, and after consuming a larger amount of energy to sustain the saturation coverage impact for several weeks, it was physically destroyed, and finally the ancestor core was taken away by humans.
Humans eventually won the war on the Mechanic Forest, but at a huge price.
The fundamental reason is that the special forces team members have never been able to accurately locate the position of the ancestral cone. Otherwise, humans could actually use the high-density lepton ray beam with strong penetrating power and difficult to defend at medium distances. Make precise strikes.
This is the failure of the human special forces and the third front, so it has been an important test question for every military integrated military skills competition since a few years ago.
After Fanxing got enough data, the mechanical forest star simulated in the virtual system is very accurate and detailed, and the symbolic stream of consciousness is the perfect touchstone for tempering warriors.
In the countless simulation training before, there has never been any unexpected situation until Zheng Feng appeared.
At this time, no one thought that the fundamental reason why Zheng Feng could absorb and assimilate the stream of consciousness of the mechanical forest star was that the core of his personality was originally a homologous one, which combined the stacking memory method of the fish star people. , which is also in line with the logic of the language of the symbols of the mythology, and is a "soul carrier" that has all the characteristics of the infinite possibilities of human thinking storms.
Because this kind of thing should never exist in the evolutionary history of the universe.
These qualities are inherently contradictory to each other.
Fifteen minutes later, Zheng Feng and the members of the Flying Tigers exited the simulated mission safely.
He has led his team to the bottom of the Ancestral Cone and easily took the core.
The Flying Tigers' mock mission is, of course, a success.
But Mechanoforest's stream of consciousness disappeared.
The core is naturally empty, becoming a pile of worthless inorganic matter.
Then, in a stereotypical sense, the Flying Tigers are a complete failure again.
This situation has caused the scoring system to be slow to respond because it has never happened before.
"This is the end of today's special training. After you go back, think about what you have achieved today, and continue at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
When the members of the Flying Tigers walked out of the simulation cabin one after another, Zheng Feng gave such an order, turned around and left.
A group of children looked up at him, still filled with lingering question marks.
"The captain seems a little strange."
Li Qingqing said in a crisp voice.
"The ghost knows what's going on with him, the gods and the gods. It's just a mystery, and it doesn't even tell us the most crucial points of the mission. What is this?"
Edgar Julian pouted his head from the side and muttered.
Morrisson agrees decisively, "Yes, it's this time, and he's still hiding. We know the mission was successful, but it's not clear how it came about, our training won't achieve the goal, right? ."
The rest of the Flying Tigers generally understood the urine of these two men.
In short, no matter what Zheng Feng did, they would definitely be able to pick out the fault.
But the others didn't say anything, because it didn't matter, they all knew that this duo was just a dead duck.
Hi hi doesn't affect the bigger picture. It doesn't matter if you take it orally, as long as you are convinced.
At the request of Zheng Feng, Jane Roland, who was in charge of data collation and other logistical work, had already completed the training report for this simulated campaign in a very short time.
Jane said, "This is our training report, you can all read it."
According to the report, the Flying Tigers won the first victory in the entire civilization in the third mechanical forest battle simulation training.
This is well deserved.
In the previous simulation mission, of course, other people took away the ancestor core successfully, but according to the simulation calculation of Fanxing, as long as the mechanical forest star still exists, only some simple adjustments can be made to quickly reorganize a new core and continue to be productive.
But Zheng Feng has assimilated the entire planet and the countless growing and mature cores inside it with other mechanical biological units.
As a result, Zheng Feng's Flying Tigers changed the direction of the Battle of the Mechanic Forest Star from the root, turning it into a production base where humans were living outside.
"Although our success cannot be replicated, it is not universal. But our advancement before entering the ecosystem has also received extremely high scores. Maybe you didn't react. During the advancement, our time accelerated. Twelve times."
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"What!"
Edgar is startled.
Others responded similarly.
Zheng Feng didn't tell the truth to all the team members before. They were only under extreme pressure and completed the operation according to the limit of their ability. Now they know that the time speed has been increased by 12 times, which is obviously unreasonable.
"Don't be surprised, this is the truth." Jane shrugged, "So this doubling gives us a lot of points. Not only that, you can open the report to see the details and see your own evaluation index."
Then exclamations rang out one after another.
Many people covered their mouths in surprise.
They saw a long string of red letters high and low after as many as hundreds of military skill sub-items.
There are three numbers per line.
One is the evaluation index a day ago, the second is the current index, and the third is the percentage change, expressed as a percentage.
Red means up and green means down, like the stock market index a thousand years ago.
What the Flying Tigers are seeing now is a page of bright red, so beautiful that the little ones can't believe it.
Each person's index rise rate is different, and the degree of rise of different evaluation parameters is also different.
For example, the synergy index, the average rise of the entire team is as high as 179, which means that the little guys already have the tacit cooperation ability that can only be achieved by professional soldiers in just one day.
Other basic parameters such as brain response index, neurological stability index, data analysis ability and other basic personal parameters have not been so high, but the average value is also several tens of percent.
The little ones are in a huge loss.
Before I was on the mission, because I was too nervous, I didn't have time to pay attention to these details and changes. After finishing the task, my mind was only exhausted, and I wished to go to rest and sleep quickly.
It was only after reading the report that I realized that, before I knew it, I had completed a considerable transformation.
Actually, it wasn't just the little guys who were shocked at this time. Ding Hu, Zhou Donglai and other bystanders were also smacking their tongues.
Obviously, Zheng Feng seems to be able to overcome the dilemma of being held back by the Flying Tigers.
He has shown an amazing ability to drive those around him.
He is like a "halo monster", and his body is full of various wonderful abilities such as "endurance aura", "crusader aura", "piety aura", etc., so that those who are close to him will always know Gain power bonuses without realizing it.
Dong Shan can only analyze this way: "It must be the effect of the interference of the quantum storm of thinking. He was originally like a miniature version of the stream of consciousness of the mechanical forest, releasing his 'aura' to the outside world all the time, changing his side The rules of the universe. As long as you stay by his side, it is impossible to get rid of this subtle influence. This influence can be expressed in two ways. The first is to destroy the imprint of the fate of others, and the second is to continuously strengthen the activity of thinking and speed up the realization of potential. speed. There is no second explanation."
After Dong Shan finished speaking, there was a brief silence in the chat room.
After a short while, Dong Shan spoke again, "The technical analysis team approved my conclusion, and the accuracy rate of my judgment exceeds 95."
Hey!
This is the sound of Ding Hu taking a breath.
He is very reluctant to admit the truth.
But at the moment, it seems that he is Zheng Feng's instructor, but after a long time, he is still receiving Zheng Feng's favor.
This is embarrassing.
It's hard to say who's the teacher.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's figure out a big plan."
Dong Shan said another word over there and disappeared.
Ding Hu didn't know what big event Dong Shan was planning, so he silently returned to his dormitory, sorting out the operational details of the Flying Tigers in the simulated mission, and thinking to himself whether he should move to live with Zheng Feng next door.
In the early morning of the next day, the Flying Tigers arrived at the intensive simulation training room early.
Compared with yesterday's full-brain chain simulation training room, today's training equipment is slightly changed. The trainer needs to stand in the equipment and wear a floating tight-fitting simulation training suit to fully reproduce the physiological Real battlefield stance.
Today, Zheng Feng made an appointment for actual combat training for the whole class.
The training content is a direct confrontation between the Flying Tigers and another special forces team.
“The rules of the competition are very simple, that is, we use equipment of the same performance level with another team to conduct military confrontation in various battlefield environments. Although there are some differences between people and people and compound eye troops , but we can treat the other party as a pseudo-human army. The other party will see us the same way. The pain parameter I set for you is 50, although it will not kill you, but if you really want to be hit, it is enough to drink a pot. So , you have to be careful."
Zheng Feng at the top of the podium looked serious and chilled.
No one knows exactly how much has changed in his body last night, but it is clear that in just one night, he has matured a lot and is a lot more severe.
Maybe Zheng Feng himself didn't realize this change, but bystanders, especially the core scholars of the Sage Project who had been observing him, were well aware of it.
These scholars are secretly concerned, whether this is good or bad.
Matta Nicklaus in the audience raised his hand: "Captain, according to the rules of engagement, we should always be able to get some information in advance, right? I want to know who our opponent is and what team, so it is easy to know in advance. Develop a battle plan."
Zheng Feng shook his head, "No, this confrontation training is set according to the encounter. There is no information. We ourselves are the first reconnaissance units to come into contact with the enemy."
"Oh, okay."
Matta reluctantly took it back.
"It's okay, there's more than one round of confrontation, can't we have information in the second round?"
Mata was taken aback, "That's true, then we're going to lose the first round?"
Zheng Feng nodded, "That's about it, it's a loser."
"That's impossible!" Edgar shouted in the audience, banging his chest, "We are different from before! Now we are comparable to the ordinary people in our First Pioneer Academy. class, even stronger!"
Edgar Julian's confidence was not without reason.
Anyone, after a night of transformation, will be somewhat inflated.
Fifteen minutes later ~IndoMTL.com~ all members of the Flying Tigers fell from the floating training pod, panting heavily on the ground, their brains buzzing.
Losing so fast!
The preparation time for a battle is five minutes, so the Flying Tigers entered the battle field ten minutes ago.
The starting point of the two sides is 50 million kilometers away. Under the premise of limiting the performance of the armor, it will take about nine minutes for the two sides to make contact.
The result was good. As soon as the two sides contacted, the Flying Tigers were like a long-legged mosquito that slammed into the insecticide spray head-on, and they were bombarded one after another.
In less than 30 seconds, only Zheng Feng was left in the 30-strong Flying Tigers team.
The opponent is too strong.
It is obvious that everyone's equipment level is very different, but the opponent is playing more accurately, firing first, adjusting the formation faster, and squeezing the armor performance better.
If it wasn't for Zheng Feng, who fought alone for 30 seconds after everyone else fell, and even killed two, and then collapsed from exhaustion, then the Flying Tigers would have to hang on the spot and lose. The actual fighting time in the next battle should also be less than one minute.
Edgar Julian's tight training suit automatically fell off, revealing his sweaty, pale face inside.
He wiped his sweat, "Captain! What monsters are these! It's too exaggerated!"
Zheng Feng grinned, "The Seventh Company of the 39th Army Special Forces Brigade of the Genting Theater Special Forces. You may not understand the number, but you must know the nickname. The Seventh Steel Company."
"What!"
The poor kids lost their minds on the spot.
Not only active duty soldiers, but the elite of the elite.
A steel seven company known as a full-staff s-rank and two pinnacle warriors.
We are not wronged.
Wait, the captain seems to stand alone for 30 seconds and kill two?
This...