I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Chapter 677: Don't forgive me

Ding Hu fully understood the intention of the virtual instructor named t.

It's not a high-level technique, it's just throwing Zheng Feng into a difficult task that is impossible to complete and asking him to do the impossible.

Through these two impossibility to accumulate extreme situations, Zheng Feng is forced to either exceed the limit or collapse.

This is what Zheng Feng himself and the Planning Commission of Advanced Philosophers hated to "pull the seedlings and promote the growth" policy.

It seems that Zheng Feng has survived the first wave of mental shocks, and has adapted to the torture caused by the ultra-high proportion of pain simulation at an extremely fast speed, showing amazing toughness.

Although Ding Hu could not read Zheng Feng's psychological activities at this time, he could know by observing Zheng Feng's expression that it was anger that helped Zheng Feng withstand the pressure and constantly break through his limits.

He was angry that instructor t made him into a "dead point" without his consent, and adjusted the pain index to the height of the super class.

At the same time, Zheng Feng's anger was also directed at his subconscious. He didn't seem to understand why his subconscious mind would produce such a frenzied instructor.

In addition, it is the "primitive anger" that is very simple, dissatisfied with one's own situation and status quo, and is spawned by the accumulation of pain.

Primitive anger does not require any target, it is just an external expression of human emotions.

In Ding Hu's view, this trick is the ultimate.

But now Zheng Feng's progress is amazing, which proves that this stupid method is indeed effective.

But Ding Hu was also worried. He didn't know what instructor t wanted to achieve, and he even thought it was time to settle down.

If Zheng Feng collapses in this state, I am afraid it will be difficult to get over.

A little bit of time passed, and another two hours in the blink of an eye.

Other trainees have successively completed their courses and withdrew from the simulation training cabin.

Ding Hu handed over the job of taking care of these students to the master, while he still watched Zheng Feng's situation through the trainer.

At this time, his restless mind had gradually settled down.

Ding Hu found two problems.

First, I underestimated Zheng Feng's spiritual attributes.

Second, the training plan of instructor t is not really simple and rude. The simulated Xuanyuan-3 modified armor assigned to Zheng Feng is not a conventional mass merchandise, but has fine-tuned performance parameters for a number of middle and high-level skills that Zheng Feng has mastered.

These fine-tunings are in line with scientific logic and have the possibility of being reproduced on real equipment. Through these fine-tunings, the possibility of this Zheng Feng's customized version of equipment for ultra-short-range leaping and cutting, the top technical and tactical action, has been greatly improved, and the difficulty has been appropriately reduced. In addition, the movement of seemingly recruiting deadly imaginary enemy worms is also slightly different from the real battlefield. The performance parameters are the same, but the mobilization details of its law of action and offensive and defensive capabilities are slightly different from the reality. These deeply hidden detailed controls are little by little inducing Zheng Feng, who has given his decision-making ability to instinct during repeated deaths, to take the correct path to counterattack.

When he realized this, Ding Hu finally let go of his mind and felt ashamed that he was not as shallow as his previous cognition. He quickly began to refocus his attention on Zheng Feng’s training process and tried to extract the subtleties from his own perspective. Induce detailed ideas.

"Instructor Ding Hu, now you understand our intentions?"

As soon as Ding Hu's mentality adjusted, he simultaneously received a communication from Zhou Donglai.

"Ah! Hello, General, I... why didn't you tell me in advance? I'm very sorry, but I apologize to you for my incompetence and low business ability."

"Instructor Ding Hu, you don’t have to belittle yourself. We have special expectations of you. This is a lesson from Zheng Feng, and it is also a lesson for you. The reason why we don’t notify you in advance is because we hope you can pass your own summary Come discover the problem, find a solution, and adjust your thinking back. Now you have discovered the mystery through your keen observation. In fact, there are still 100,000 colleagues in the confidential department doing the same thing with you, but So far, they have only stayed at the stage of doubt, and they have found less details than you."

Old Ding Hu blushed, "The general is too acclaimed. My reaction is still too slow."

"It's not to blame you, it's actually because we hid another thing from you."

Zhou Donglai sent two photos to Ding Hu.

Ding Hu was stunned when he saw it.

After a long time, he slowly recovered, and slowly said: "So Zheng Feng was actually deceived. Instructor t did not come from his subconscious mind, but instructor Tong Ling himself did it?"

Ding Hu's tone trembled slightly, he was trying to restrain his emotions.

Ding Hu has been in Lieyang 3 for some years. As a practitioner in the field of military basic education, he certainly knows about Tong Ling.

It can even be said that as long as they work as instructors in the military system, they are all Tong Ling's fans.

For more than two hundred years, since Tong Ling broke out in the Han Sphere Galaxy, the nameless fleet first came into contact with imaginary creatures in the battle since Dengfeng made it. It has not only represented the highest combat power of mankind, but also cultivated the most peak students. The strongest instructor.

Even most people have great regrets in their hearts. It is a pity that the instructor Tong Ling was born at a bad time. If he was born a hundred years later, or if he was frozen for a few more days, he could fight side by side with the resurrected philosophers in a state of victory. Fortunately.

Some people even think that perhaps with the ability of a sage, when they see Tong Ling, they are afraid that they will also have the idea of Sheng Yu He Shengliang.

It's a pity that it's done, and time can't go back.

Tong Ling is already old, and her strength on the battlefield has dropped sharply, and she even had to withdraw from the front line.

But no matter what, today Tong Ling still enjoys a lofty status in the military and can be described as a totem-like existence, so Ding Hu repeatedly compared two photos, one of which is a virtual instructor t, and the other is only 12 years old. Just after joining the army in the Battle of the Voyager Galaxy, Tong Ling had some clear evidence but still felt incredible.

Ding Hu was even more happy with Zheng Feng.

Starting from a few years ago, as the age grew, the instructor Tong Ling, whose energy continued to decline, no longer personally trained any young rookies, and only occasionally updated the most popular general training course.

It seems that Zheng Feng is lucky to become Tong Ling's closed disciple.

Ding Hu is naturally and prosperous, and he is deeply gratified.

"Yes."

Facing Ding Hu’s question, Zhou Donglai on the opposite side replied, “However, this matter is a high-level secret. Whether it is instructor Tong Ling’s childhood photos or T’s real body, they are all classified. You know it, don’t let it. Zheng Feng found out."

Ding Hu thought for a while, "Is this to further improve his endurance by making Zheng Feng mistakenly believe that t's strict requirements come from his own self-discipline?"

"Yes. This is also the request of instructor Tong Ling."

"Ok."

But it is said that in the simulated battlefield, Tong Ling, whose thinking is integrated with data, "floats" beside Zheng Feng, observing all the actions of Zheng Feng, and adjusting the performance parameters of Xuanyuan-3 modified armor from time to time.

In the process, Tong Ling solved the doubts in her heart for many years.

She knows how T brother cultivated herself in the ultimate training back then. It is exactly the same as now. It seems to be abandoning, but in fact it is everywhere.

She also thoroughly understood the relationship between Brother T and the sage.

Brother t is a sage, but he is not.

He is the incarnation of the sage hidden in t100, a projection and copy of the sage’s personality, but whenever it comes to a critical link, the sage thinks that verbal communication is needed, and he will project his consciousness through the quantum network to take over the clone of t. And communicate with yourself.

Now I have used Brother T's method to pass on his lifelong learning to him, which is not only a matter of course, but also inevitable success.

Tong Ling understood the true intention of the sage to cultivate himself more thoroughly.

This is the back hand prepared by the sage whose body has died out and whose consciousness is pinned on the void.

He chose me, using this method to let me master his ability in the previous timeline, and then let me pass on his ability to his reincarnation.

He has even calculated that other people in this era will be afraid of his identity, or lack of ability, or be trapped in the limitations of the three views of human beings, and dare not take the extreme use of his reincarnation. Training methods.

But I, Tong Ling, dare.

Because I know it works, he will definitely learn it.

At this time, Zheng Feng has gradually fully adapted to the performance of Xuanyuan-3 modified armor, and as the simulation tasks are replayed again and again, he has more and more in-depth mastery of the behavioral logic and various abilities of the long worm, although he still cannot penetrate the long worm itself. The multi-defense system can not kill the enemy, but the survival time is getting longer and longer, which has exceeded half an hour.

After falling into the siege again and being killed, everything reset and Zheng Feng appeared again.

I saw a faint blue electric arc flashing densely on his arms and the face door.

In this very short time, he sent a total of 15 comprehensive commands to the armor, and these commands were quickly disassembled into 150,000 details department commands.

After 00001 seconds, the armor suddenly turned sideways in space, and more than 30 lateral medium engines on the right side of the head, shoulders, waist, arms, thighs, and feet ignited at the same time.

Anti-inertial curvature film layers emerge simultaneously.

After 10 seconds, the armor moved out nearly a million kilometers in situ.

Eleven seconds later, a long worm appeared on his right side and flew into the air.

Fifteen seconds later, the upper part of the armor bends from the waist and abdomen, and escaped the energy group of another long worm.

...

His movements are precise and precise, every step is carefully calculated, and he avoids the opponent's pounce just right.

Time flies, and another half an hour is full, this time he avoided the ambush and entered a changing situation that he had never encountered before.

He had to retry and make mistakes purely on the spot.

Maybe it was luck. After a random attempt, but it worked, the distance between him and the other Xuanyuan-4 armor was shortened to more than 20 kilometers, and near the two, there was only one chasing him. Long worm.

Zheng Feng began to hesitate.

According to the conventional thinking in special warfare training, when your own units are very close, and the number of nearby enemy units is small, your own fighters should quickly assemble on the fly to form an advantage of more combat and less force in a small area, and try to quickly annihilate the enemy. .

This is the basic principle of coordinated operations repeatedly emphasized in the book. Once a similar fighter is found, it must be implemented immediately without any discount.

At this time, the Xuanyuan-4 had already sent out a request for cooperation, deliberately slowed down, sold the flaws, and waited for Zheng Feng to respond quickly before joining hands with him.

However, Zheng Feng's hesitation lies in the fact that he has tried to launch a counterattack by raising guns, missiles, cutting knives, etc., but they all succeeded.

He also carefully observed the actions of other comrades in arms, and the resistance was basically futile.

Tactical moves with high mobility will not be able to injure the long worms because of insufficient power or inappropriate restraint.

A heavy-duty means with great power, but it can't make a hit, and it's always out.

In the previous struggle, Zheng Feng had more than once observed other comrades in a temporary combination to form fighters, but they did not get any results. On the contrary, the attack caused a short delay and was culled by the opponent, which was futile.

Furthermore, Zheng Feng knew that he was in simulation training, so the controller of the Xuanyuan-4 next to him was not a human being, but an nc formed by artificial artificial intelligence.

He doesn't believe that nc can play well with him.

Zheng Feng gritted his teeth fiercely, ignoring the Xuanyuan-4 Type's request for cooperation, and using the similar curvature to maneuver to the other side.

After more than 30 seconds, he received a report of the death of the Xuanyuan-4 in the combat command system, and there was a last word that was not angry.

"Brother, you rejected me. But I believe you must have your consideration, I hope you can succeed. Goodbye."

This is a slightly hoarse middle-aged man's voice.

Zheng Feng was taken aback.

It's weird and unreasonable.

Strictly speaking, he was betrayed by me.

But why is he not angry at all?

On the contrary, he is still trying to find reasons for me, thinking that he is not simply avoiding war, but has other plans?

This……

Inexplicably, there was a feeling of shame in his heart.

After a while, he ridiculed himself fiercely: "Cut. Forget it, anyway, it's all nc, it's done like the real thing. I don't care whether you forgive me or hate me. My task is to live on the battlefield, but it's not. A death squad responsible for spying on the enemy with their lives."

Two or three minutes later, he died again.

At this time, it was time for dinner outside, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but Zheng Feng's personal duck-filling artifact had already taken over his eating and drinking, and began to inject nutrients into his body.

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After a little more than half an hour, Zheng Feng encountered the Xuanyuan-4 again.

The development of the plot is the same as before, the other party was "betrayed" again, and once again forgave Zheng Feng generously.

Zheng Feng began to feel impatient.

You are scolding me!

Do I need you to be such a Virgin?

You are just an nc! I don't need your understanding!

Damn it!

Out of control, he made a major mistake and died again.

Ding Hu saw everything in his eyes. After knowing the true body of instructor t, he finally got the permission to read Zheng Feng's psychological activities.

Brother Tiger was angry again.

But his anger value originated from Zheng Feng.

He wanted to rush in and grab Zheng Feng's ear and curse.

This is real training with super high simulation!

It is not nc beside you, but a human warrior who really died in battle!

How can you live up to the trust of others!

Asshole stuff!

It was only three, and half an hour later, Zheng Feng and Xuanyuan-4 reunited.

Ding Hu began to swear in his heart.

If this foolish guy dare to sell his teammates again, he must take his skin off when he looks back.

After a sudden change, Zheng Feng decided to respond to the other party's request for cooperation after hesitating for a while.

Zheng Feng muttered to himself, "Forget it, try it, you will die anyway. You are not nc, let's try it together! I beg you don't forgive me!"