"An interesting person is coming..." Inside the silver-white metal building, a window opened, revealing a pair of autumn-like eyes. Huyan Qiushui looked at Fang Xing on the square with a smile on his lips. "Well, today is the day for the interns to report for work. Let them be proud for a day...starting tomorrow they will cry for their father and mother." A big man in armor sat at the bar, pouring drinks into his mouth. On the sofa next to him, there was a young man in black clothes with a cold temperament who was wiping a long black sword in his hand. "Luo Kai...you are obviously a mecha master, but you actually come to the imaginary space battlefield for internship. You are really not afraid of death." The young man in black polished his sword and said. "I came here out of loyalty. After all, we are the top three in the battle list. We form a 'top three team' and are invincible..." Luo Kai laughed: "What's more... most of the truly accomplished mecha masters have experienced the hardships of the secret world when they were young... If you want to understand the 'Light of the Soul', this step is indispensable. I feel that if I follow my mecha The sensitivity is still very high. Maybe one day I will be able to use my own mind to deceive the laws of the secret world and bring the mecha in..."
The secret world is quite idealistic and rejects all the power of technology. However, the standards of technology are very vague. Some warriors have tried to bring black powder weapons into the secret world with martial arts willpower. Unfortunately, they were unable to break through the defenses of lower-level servants. This represents a certain possibility! The possibility of deceiving the rules of the secret world! According to rumors, a mecha master who has condensed the light of the soul and is almost integrated with the mecha can bring the mecha directly into the secret world... Of course, it is the kind of secret world with a high upper limit. In today's virtual space battles, there are great restrictions on mecha masters. They are required to design and manufacture their own mechas before they can fight. This is to imitate the secret world and allow mecha masters to not only be familiar with mecha modules, but also to add a sense of idealism. The induction on the body lays the foundation for the future development of spiritual light. According to rumors, many of the mecha masters who developed the light of the soul are excellent mecha designers, and even the mechas are mainly built by themselves... "Even without mecha, your armor is enough." Huyan Qiushui looked at Luo Kai with a smile: "I have a junior student that I am very optimistic about. Do you want to add someone to our team?" "If we don't add one to the top three teams, do we have to call them top four if we add one more? It sounds awful..." Luo Kai shook his head. "Without adding... I know which one you are talking about. He is pretty good, and he even defeated a junior from my school who topped the battle list... He made our Nine Swords Academy very embarrassed." Dark Star, who was wearing black clothes, black hair and black eyes, also shook his head: "Although he may be very good, the three of us work well together. If a new person is added, it will still need to be adjusted... I don't want anyone to share our military merits." "Okay, two to one, I give up the proposal." Huyan Qiushui sighed. At this time, the interns in the square also retreated in twos and threes and found their respective dormitories. drop! Fang Xing followed the map of the omniscient brain and came to a building. The liquid metal opened automatically, revealing a dormitory.
The dormitory is not small, more than thirty square meters, and more importantly...he lives alone! Shower rooms, toilets and other facilities are complete. "good!" Fang Xing looked at it and found that he was generally satisfied. He sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated instead of sleeping. In the military camp, the privacy rights of Blue Star Federation citizens became Schrödinger's state, and he made up his mind not to travel between the two worlds here. But...if you are in the secret world, you can try it. ‘If I get a mecha to the Immortal Realm in advance, I wonder if I can bring the Immortal Clone into the secret world? ’ ‘If it doesn’t work, what about putting it in the storage ring and trying again? ’ Fang Xing has a lot of plans in his mind to test his sensitivity to the rules of the secret world. However, I have just entered the military camp for internship, so it is best not to play like this first. He fell into a deep sleep. Not long after, he was awakened by a harsh whistle the next day. "gather!" A rough voice echoed through the dormitory. Fang Xing stood up quickly, and the nano-protective suit he wore changed into a second lieutenant style, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the dormitory. A second later, he arrived at the square. At this time, the power of the domain also wrapped around some students and landed. There were even more courageous martial arts masters who rushed over using various body techniques, making everyone jump like crazy. Ten seconds later, the square was filled with interns, looking at their instructors. The instructor's information was sent to the mailbox yesterday. He is a major named John. He has blond hair and blue eyes, deep features, and a very strong build. The training uniform on his body is almost torn. "Too slow!" Instructor John put his hands behind his back and looked at these talented people: "I have been waiting for you for ten seconds! At this speed, you will die on the battlefield! Now, everyone is running with heavy loads. I will not stop until I shout. !” Boom! The moment the other party finished speaking, Fang Xing felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. This activates a large-scale gravity device, reaching a point where even the courageous martial artist has some difficulty. ‘Sure enough… from the beginning of training, it’s all about obedience, obedience, obedience! ’ He shook his head secretly, but he had no intention of being a thorn in the side and ran with the other students. This run lasted until the afternoon, and I was sent to the infirmary several times before instructor John called to stop. "Now, little cubs, what I'm going to say next may affect your lives!"
Instructor John looked at most of the panting students with a wicked smile on his face: "There are five levels of alert in the imaginary space! The highest S-level alert, there will be unimaginable projections of sons of gods or extraterrestrial evil gods and similar crises... This kind of situation has been rare for decades, but it has been encountered by the Martial Saints of the Federation. , God of War, and mecha masters take action, it’s none of your business..." "Level A alerts are for upper-level family members, level B alerts are for lower-level family members, level C alerts are for upper-level servants, and level D are for lower-level servants..." "Generally speaking, most of the missions you receive are C and D-level missions. B-level and above will not be open to you, but there are also special circumstances..." … All the students looked very serious when they heard this. Even low-ranking servants have terrifying combat power, requiring the cooperation of several martial artists to deal with them. Not to mention that it is difficult to obtain technological support in the secret battlefield. High-level servants are even more terrifying, and ordinary outdoor warriors are no match. As for the lower-ranking family members? It can already be considered a small natural disaster. "Generally speaking, new recruits like you have a hard time dealing with those evil bastards in the secret world... But thanks to the Federation's space technology, we now have an advantage in terms of numbers..." Instructor John continued: "To put it simply, if we encounter a Familia that is a higher realm, the number of warriors we can invest must be several times that of the opponent! If the realms are about the same strength... there will be no numerical advantage." Fang Xing understood immediately after hearing this. Although the Federation can have a slight numerical advantage, the control of the secret world by the evil gods from outside the territory is constantly changing. "Next, you go to the weapons depot and each carry a hundred kilograms of weight, and then we go to the secret world for training!" John saw the expressions of many students change, and immediately showed a smile that showed success in mischief: "Don't worry...it's a space bubble made by our federation, and we won't let you rookies die as soon as they come up!" When Fang Xing and others came to the weapons depot, they immediately felt an eye-opening feeling. Various types of swords, guns, swords and halberds, shields, bows and arrows, hand crossbows... There are also black powder weapons, smoothbore cannons... Even modern firearms... Then to laser guns, nanosuits, exoskeletons... And of course, there are mechas. Every kind of weapon is filled with a warehouse. "Except for the most primitive types of weapons, most of the weapons here are useless, but you should be prepared..." "In fact, in many cases, you can't even bring in alloy weapons...the only thing you can trust is your own fists!" John said: "Now I just want you to feel it. Okay, put your weight on your back and gather in the space warehouse!" Fang Xing nodded, and chose an alloy sword, a flintlock gun, and a laser gun to achieve the load. A group of people followed John and came to the interior of a metal castle.
Here, the atmosphere is even more chilling. A team of old students formed a team and stood ready, entering a large room of a certain metal castle from time to time. "There are a total of eight space warehouses here. Let's go to No. 8, the training area." John came to a huge metal door marked with the letter VIII and opened it. A group of people walked into the metal hall. open! This was Fang Xing's first feeling. He originally expected to see some high-tech equipment, or strange rituals and formations learned from evil gods outside the territory. But he saw nothing. "Has the Federation's space technology surpassed my understanding?" "Perhaps it doesn't happen here... This is just a 'station'... Is the real space teleportation equipment hidden in the deepest layers of space?" Fang Xing is actually very interested in space technology, but obviously, he can't appreciate it this time. Bang! The metal door slowly closed, and a silver light emerged. Fang Xing suddenly recalled the memory of being easily manipulated by Wei Shentong during the Hundred Stars Joint Entrance Examination. He felt suddenly empty under his feet. When he reappeared, he was already standing in a wilderness. A gust of cold wind blew. Although it was not cold, it felt a little uncomfortable. He looked at himself and found that the nanosuit that was originally used as outer clothing had long disappeared. In his hand, the flintlock gun and laser gun also disappeared. Only the alloy sword was preserved. "You rookies!" John's iconic roar suddenly sounded: "You have made too many mistakes along the way...I won't talk about the choice of weapons. The most important thing is the moment of shuttle!" He shouted: "Those who still have weapons, come forward!" Fang Xing took a step forward and found that there were only a few students like him, and he couldn't help but think deeply.