I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Early the next morning, Zheng Feng got up early.

Compared with yesterday, his mental state is much better.

It's not that the noise in his heart has become less, and it's not that the frequency of Morrowind 2's appearance has decreased, but he is used to it.

After enjoying a rare and hearty sleep with "Sleepwalking Virgo", Zheng Feng unwittingly mastered a new technique.

There seems to be an extra filter in his mind, allowing him to subconsciously accurately grasp the gap between the noise and the image of the mothership when thinking about the problem, and empty his mind at this moment.

After the interference is over, continue with the previous thinking.

Suppose he wants to have a complete thinking and organize a large segment of language. His thinking process will be interrupted by distracting thoughts from time to time, and it will be fragmented. But the strange thing is that the process of emptying his mind will not break. The thought process can always be seamlessly connected.

Humans are really amazing creatures. No matter how much trouble you encounter, as long as you can live tenaciously, you can always find a solution to the problem naturally, both physically and mentally.

This is a self-defense mechanism.

With the help of this mechanism, as long as people live, they can always adjust themselves to adapt to the environment.

Zheng Feng, who barely returned to normal, led the players to do some intensive training.

After a whole day of intense competition yesterday, the Flying Tigers have undergone a lot of changes compared to before.

Zheng Feng found that when he gave orders to others, he no longer needed to explain everything clearly as before. Sometimes even if it was just a look, or called someone’s name, or even didn’t even have to speak up I know what I want him to do.

Obviously, after he hangs up once, the overall understanding of the Flying Tigers has not declined, but has improved.

In addition, the overall strength of the little guys has also increased, and the gap with Zheng Feng has narrowed. From the previous ordinary class level, they have become the backbone of the elite class.

This is a surprise.

After busying all day, Zheng Feng and a group of Douding children sat side by side in the corner of the small stadium at the top of the top of the First Pioneer Academy.

Tomorrow is the Lieyang 3 galaxy-level expansion competition.

In the entire Lieyang-3 galaxy, there are a total of eight inhabited natural planets, dozens of hidden small-scale settlements, and dozens of breeding and education bases hidden in subspaces.

Therefore, the Lieyang 3 galaxy has a total of 100,000 teams from nearly a hundred planet-star bases and tens of thousands of academies.

Just stepping up a step from a small stage, the number of competitors has exponentially increased thousands of times.

Facing the sudden increase in competition intensity, Zheng Feng felt that he should say something.

As a result, he hadn't spoken yet, but Mata and Edgar asked in unison: "Captain, how are you?"

Zheng Feng smiled and said, "What can I do. What I want to say is you. Yesterday you performed very well, today is even better. You should already know what we are going to be tomorrow, right?"

Everyone's heads connected.

"Ok!"

"The number of opponents has increased, assuming that the proportion of geniuses in it remains unchanged. Then, as long as we want to stand out, we will have to face the genius opponents in each base and each academy. The intensity of competition will be completely the same as the previous game. Different. I was worried before. After all, at that time, with your ability...well, it was not satisfactory. But now, based on your performance yesterday and today, I think you are trustworthy. The name of the Flying Tigers will one day. It will resound throughout the Milky Way. We will make this nickname given to us by others at the beginning to become a name for the enemy to hear the wind."

"Ok!"

Under the simulated sunset in the sky in the distance, in the small stadium, the shadows of 30 children from one year old to one year old were drawn on the ground.

...

"Brother, how is it?"

Zheng Feng returned to the dormitory, and Tang Tianxin called for communication.

Zheng Feng raised his head and glanced at the woman in the projection who had not seen each other for a long time.

Tang Tian, ​​who is now 11 years old, is about to reach 1.7 meters in height.

From the perspective of female physical development, she has basically matured.

Compared with the pink and tender girl many years ago, now she has experienced warfare and is firmly seated in the post of major general. Tang Tianxin, who has risen to fame in the Genting War Zone Special Forces sequence, is no longer innocent, and has replaced her with a tough temper.

When facing Zheng Feng, she would put down her guard a little and show a rare natural smile, but the sharpness of professional soldiers, especially senior commanders, still linger.

Tang Tianxin could feel his own change.

She had worried that she didn't want her temperament to put too much pressure on Zheng Feng. She wanted to control this change, but she was powerless.

But now she no longer does this thankless and meaningless thing.

Because she found that she was worrying at all.

Compared with himself, Zheng Feng's halo is more magical.

Whether facing the current self or even other people at a higher position, he doesn't feel any pressure at all.

I don't know if Zheng Feng is born with a big nerve, or if he has a disrespect for power and authority.

"It's okay, I think my team members are pretty reliable. If all goes well, the Flying Tigers should be able to at least rush out of Lieyang 3, then out of the Genting Star Territory, and entering the tenth theater should not be a problem."

Zheng Feng said happily, and showed Tang Tianxin the scene when he was communicating with the players.

After reading it, Tang Tianxin felt a little tasteful.

Sometimes she even hates that she has grown too fast to be able to stay with Zheng Feng for many years like a real peer.

fortunately……

He gradually followed.

Maybe it won't be long before he can surpass the boundaries set by others and appear by his side as a fighter.

Before he knew it, Tang Tianxin's face blushed slightly, his cheeks suddenly flushed, and even became a little hot.

She dodged her eyes and looked next to her, "Brother, I have something urgent here, so I will talk later. Should I hang up first?"

"Well, go ahead."

Hanging up the communication, Zheng Feng was a little bit stunned, but quickly adjusted back.

He turned on his personal training equipment again and connected to the simulation training.

Instructor T's cold tone sounded again.

"The third ball battleship battle simulation, now begins..."

After a night of hard training, Zheng Feng led the Flying Tigers to the Lieyang 3 galaxy-level regional competition system under the gaze of countless people in the First Pioneer Academy.

At first, many instructors including Ding Hu were worried that the Flying Tigers would be able to cope with this situation.

But when the attack-type high-intensity synchronized competition just started, Ding Hu and the faculty members of the First Pioneer Academy fell to the ground.

Too fierce!

Eleven-year-old Zheng Feng finally reached or even exceeded the level that other eleven-year-olds should possess in the field of combat.

With most of the competitors being three or four-year-old kids, Zheng Feng, who can steadily exert the strength of S-class combatants, and sometimes burst out of peak strength, is as if a **** descended to the world, invincible and devastated.

In addition, his team members are no longer mediocre and have grown into elites.

The Flying Tigers formed an overwhelmingly strong situation around the core of Zheng Feng's combat power, and formed an overwhelming advantage over the rest of the team.

Yesterday, when Zheng Feng did not take a shot, the Flying Tigers won the 19th place in the First Pioneer Academy.

Now that he has exploded with all his strength, the strength shown by the Flying Tigers is deservedly the trump card of the First Pioneer Academy.

Only a short time passed, and while other teams were still struggling, the Flying Tigers had taken the lead from the 10,000 teams competing on the same field and entered the next round.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

The name of the Flying Tigers appeared in the finals of the Empire's Unified Military Skills Competition.

Zheng Feng fulfilled his promise and brought the Flying Tigers teammates who were originally dragging oil bottles onto the highest stage in the field of human military training.

But he didn't know at this time, there was a "conspiracy" slowly surging around him.

In a secret meeting room, a small group of people including Zhou Donglai, Andre, Dong Shan, and dozens of them were discussing a major event intensively.

Dong Shan said: "According to the statistics of Mastermind Fanxing, Zheng Feng now has about 30% of the time to explode and set foot on the top level at any time. It would be inappropriate to let him participate in the elementary class competition of the elementary school. It will not improve his strength, and it will not have the effect of training; secondly, it is too unfair to other people."

Andre proposed: "Then we force him to raise the age group for the competition?"

Even if someone objected, "Zheng Feng personally leave it alone, but his players are really kids. It's not fair to Zheng Feng, right?"

"Hear me out."

At this moment, a slightly hoarse young woman's voice sounded in the conference room.

Everyone's breathing is stagnant.

The speaker is Tong Ling.

Although Tong Ling attended almost every meeting of the philosopher plan, many people can't remember how long they haven't heard Tong Ling's voice.

Although she is now old, she has stood at the pinnacle of human combat power for two hundred years after all, and has been inspired by her. Now there are more top fighters who have become the backbone of the river than the river crucian.

No one can ignore the advice of instructor Tong Ling.

"Instructor Tong, you say."

The same old Zhou Donglai respectfully said.

Tong Ling's tone sounded very peaceful, with little emotional ups and downs.

She slowly said: "For truly top fighters, there has never been any fairness or not. The sage of the year wore a blue dragon armor and dared to launch a mortal charge on the ball ship. Since Zheng Feng is the reincarnation of the sage, he will also be in the future. Become a sage, then he should have learnt to participate in unequal battles from the beginning. I don’t think he will lose, or I think he will not be defeated even if he loses. Because he himself is a sage. !"

Everyone was taken aback.

Tong Ling's words shocked thousands of waves.

To ask who is the most superstitious philosopher Chen Feng in this world, I am afraid that instructor Tong Ling said she is second, and no one dares to recognize her first.

Immanuel Botto asked in a low voice, "So..."

Tong Ling: "So, my suggestion is to let the Flying Tigers directly participate in the high-level competitions, and compete with those talented students who have already entered the battlefield or are about to enter the battlefield. As far as I know, Gao In addition to Zheng Feng, there is a nine-year-old child in the rank group. Right? So why can't someone else do it and the reincarnation of a sage can't do it?"

At this point, Tong Ling has clearly concluded the whole matter.

"I agree."

"Seconded."

"Yes."

...

"It's so decided."

Fifteen minutes later, Ding Hu walked to Zheng Feng's door with an extremely confused mood.

Ding dong ding dong.

Zheng Feng, who was about to open the duck-cracking artifact and casually read some monographs on basic knowledge, sat upright.

"Huh? What is Brother Tiger looking for?"

Ding Hu rubbed his hands, hesitated like a little wife.

"Brother Tiger, can we be more straightforward? Be careful. I will sue my sister-in-law and say you are a bitch."

Ding Hu rolled his eyes, "Fuck you, I just received a very important notice."

"Then you tell me." Zheng Feng scratched his head, wondering why he didn't issue it directly in the personal information system and had to let Ding Hu relay it.

"That's it. The Ministry of Education of the Empire directly issued the highest order, asking the Flying Tigers to skip the elementary school junior group competition and compete with the contestants in the higher-level group."

Zheng Feng wondered: "High-level group? What is that?"

"This is a way of saying the battle sequence special class. If you want to describe it in terms of academic status, you can probably understand it as a postdoctoral fellow among fighters. Some of these are already on the battlefield, and some have been to the battlefield first, and now they are back. Go to school to continue your studies, and some after participating in this game, you will have to report to the elite special forces. There is a team that is the most advanced, and it is about several times better than the seven consecutive steel that you have dealt with before. "

Zheng Feng: "..."

"Brother Tiger, are you kidding me?"

"Why am I kidding you?"

As he was talking, Zheng Feng turned on his personal brain, UU reading www.uukanshu. com transmits a new command just received.

Ding Hu looked up, his complexion changed drastically.

In this new order, a clear standard was set for Zheng Feng to leave school and formally enlist in the army, requiring him to at least win the top 100 record in the Empire Finals.

"What a joke! Isn't this pitting me! Let me take the Flying Tigers to fight against the veteran fighters? Have to win the top 100? Just let me go to the front line? Who made the bad idea, clearly just want to treat me Little kids who are not grown up are locked in planets! This is too..."

"I got approved and can tell you who proposed this."

"Who?"

"Chief instructor Tong Ling."

Zheng Feng was stunned.

Of course he knows the legendary name Tong Ling.

It's just that I didn't expect that the human legend, who was so far away from him, would still be watching him, and he would also "pit" himself at such a distance.

What is the picture?

"Why? Zheng Feng asked.

Ding Hu shrugged, "Soldiers, isn't it your duty to obey orders? What's more, this is an instruction from the highest level, probably... there must be some truth in it, but you and I don't understand it."

Zheng Feng thought about it for a while, the expression on his face changed in an instant.

From shock to confusion, slowly, but relieved.

He nodded, "Let’s go, the soldiers will cover the water. Then try to see if this can stop me. I told my players before that I think they are trustworthy. Even if the opponent changes, There is no fairness, but I can't deny them because of it. After all, on the real battlefield, unequal wars happen every moment. It is impossible for everything to follow the will of human beings, right? "

Ding Hu: "Yes, if you can think about it, that's good."