I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 686

In the real world, it is a purely quantized stacked memory symbol that secretly presides over the of everything in the mechanical forest and constantly accelerates the growth reaction of metal life.

This symbol is like an invisible net covering the whole mechanical forest star, and sleeping quietly in most cases, but it exists objectively, just like the basic physical rules determined by the stars in each planetary system.

As long as someone triggers the defense system, or enters the ecosystem and is perceived by the ubiquitous Mechanical creatures in the ecosystem, he will wake up immediately.

This stream of consciousness carried by stacked memory symbols will travel a long distance in an instant, look at the intruder like the eyes of ksuru, and read each other's memory.

The strength of this regular stream of consciousness is enough to cover the whole mechanical Forest Star and dominate everything on the planet, including physical rules. If the polymer of hundreds of billions of ball core computing power on the planet, it is extremely powerful, rooted in the fan's symbolic language, and integrated into the fish star man's stacked memory method, which is more incomparably 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 mountain roaring tsunami. It was not defeated until many special combat team members paid a great price and finally transported a super equivalent space tear generator near the blue giant star, and then consumed more huge energy for saturated coverage impact for several weeks, And was eventually taken away by humans.

Mankind finally won the war on the mechanical forest star, but paid a huge price.

The fundamental reason is that the special team members have always been unable to accurately locate the position of the ancestor's sharp cone. Otherwise, humans could have used the high-density lepton ray beam with strong penetration and difficult to defend at a medium distance to strike accurately.

This is the failure of human special combat forces and the third front, so it has been an important test topic in every military skills competition of the whole army since a few years ago.

After the stars get enough rich data, the mechanical Forest Star simulated in the virtual system is very accurate and detailed. The symbolic stream of consciousness is the perfect touchstone for refining soldiers.

In the previous countless simulation training, there has never been any accident until Zheng Feng appeared.

At this time, no one thought that the fundamental reason why Zheng Feng can absorb and assimilate the stream of consciousness of the mechanical forest star is that the core of his personality is a "soul carrier" with the same root and homology, which not only integrates the stacking memory method of the fish star people, but also conforms to the logic of the fan family symbolic language, but also has all the characteristics of the infinite possibility of human thinking storm.

Because this kind of thing should not exist in the evolutionary history of the universe at all.

These two characteristics are contradictory to each other.

Fifteen minutes later, Zheng Feng and the members of the Flying Tigers withdrew from the simulation mission safely.

He has led the team to the bottom of the ancestor's pyramid and easily removed the core.

The Flying Tigers' simulation mission is, of course, a success.

But the stream of consciousness of the mechanical forest star disappeared.

The core is naturally empty and has become a pile of worthless inorganic things.

Well, in a rigid sense, the Flying Tigers have failed completely.

This situation leads to the delay of the scoring system in responding, which is rooted in the fact that this has never happened before.

"This is the end of today's special training. When you go back, think about today's harvest and continue at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

When the Flying Tigers came out of the simulation cabin one after another, Zheng Feng gave such an order, turned and left.

A group of children looked up at him with lingering question marks in their minds.

"The captain seems a little strange."

Li Qingqing said in a crisp voice.

"Who knows what's going on with him? He's so mysterious. He doesn't even tell us the key tasks. What's this?"

Edgar Julian leaned his head aside and muttered.

Morrison decisively echoed, "yes, at this time, he is still hiding. We know that the task has been successful, but how to do it. If we don't make it clear, we can't achieve our goal in this training."

The urination of these two people has long been understood by other people in the Flying Tigers.

In short, no matter what Zheng Feng does, they can certainly find faults.

But the others didn't say anything, because it didn't matter. Everyone knew that Han was just a dead duck.

It doesn't affect the overall situation. Oral disobedience doesn't matter, as long as you are convinced.

Entrusted by Zheng Feng, Jane Roland, who is responsible for data sorting and other logistics, has completed the training report of this simulated campaign in a very short time.

Jane said, "this is our training report. You all have a look."

According to the report, the Flying Tigers won the first victory of the whole civilization in the simulation training of the third mechanical forest campaign.

Well deserved.

In the previous simulation task, of course, others successfully took away the ancestral core, but according to the simulation calculation of stars, as long as the mechanical forest star still exists, it only needs to make some simple adjustments to quickly reorganize a new core and continue to maintain productivity.

But Zheng Feng assimilated the whole planet and its countless growing and mature cores with other mechanical biological units.

Therefore, Zheng Feng's Flying Tigers changed the direction of the battle of the mechanical forest star from the root, and turned it into a production base for human beings.

"Although our success cannot be replicated and is not universal, we have also received very high scores for our promotion before entering the ecosystem. Maybe you didn't respond. In the process of promotion, our time acceleration is 12 times."

"What!"

Edgar was surprised.

Others reacted similarly.

Zheng Feng didn't tell all the team members the truth before. They just completed the operation according to the limit of their ability under the pressure of the limit. Now they know that the time speed is up to 12 times, which is obviously unreasonable.

"Don't be surprised, that's the truth." Jane shrugged. "So this doubling gives us a lot of points. Not only that, you can open the report, see the details and see your own evaluation index."

Then the screams rang one after another.

Many people cover their mouths in surprise.

After hundreds of military skills, they saw a long string of red words, high or low.

Each line has three numbers.

One is the evaluation index one day ago, the second is the current index, and the third is the change proportion, expressed in percentage.

Red represents rise and green represents decline, just like the stock market index a thousand years ago.

What the Flying Tigers see now is a page of bright red, which is so wonderful that the little guys can't believe it.

Everyone's index rises in different proportions, and the degree of rise of different evaluation parameters is also different.

For example, in the coordination index, the average rise of the whole team is as high as 179%, which means that the little guys have the tacit cooperation ability that professional soldiers can achieve in just one day.

Other basic personal parameters such as brain response index, neural stability index and data analysis ability do not rise so high, but the average value is also dozens of percent.

The little guys fell into great confusion.

In the previous task, because I was too nervous, I didn't have time to pay attention to these details. After I finished, I was only tired in my mind. I was eager to have a good rest and sleep.

At this moment, after reading the report, I found that I had unconsciously completed a great transformation.

In fact, it was not just the little guys who were shocked at this time. Onlookers such as Ding Hu and Zhou Donglai were also secretly smacking their tongue.

Obviously, Zheng Feng seems to be able to overcome the dilemma of being dragged back by the Flying Tigers.

He showed an amazing driving ability to the people around him.

He is like a "halo monster". He is filled with all kinds of wonderful abilities such as "durable halo", "Crusader halo", "devout halo" and so on, so that people close to him will always get the ability bonus unconsciously.

Dong Shan can only analyze as follows: "It must be the interference of the quantum storm of thinking. He is like a miniature mechanical forest stream of consciousness. He releases his' aura 'and changes the rules of the universe around him all the time. As long as he stays around him, it is impossible to get rid of this subtle influence. This influence has two ways of expression. The first is to destroy the fate of others Remember, the second is to constantly strengthen the activity of thinking and speed up the realization of potential. In addition, there is no second explanation. "

After Dong Shan finished, the chat room fell into a brief silence.

After the small piece was engraved, Dong Shan said again, "the technical analysis team recognized my conclusion, and my judgment accuracy exceeded 95%."

Hiss!

This is Ding Hu's breath.

He was very reluctant to admit the truth.

But at present, it seems that he is Zheng Feng's instructor, but for a long time, he is still benefiting from Zheng Feng.

It's embarrassing.

Who is who's teacher? I can't say exactly.

"All right, cut the crap. Let's think about a big plan."

Dong Shan explained again and disappeared.

Ding Hu didn't know what big event Dong Shan was planning. He just went back to his dormitory silently. While sorting out the operation details of the Flying Tigers in the simulation task, he thought to himself whether to move next to Zheng Feng.

Early the next morning, the Flying Tigers came to the intensive simulation training room early.

Compared with yesterday's whole brain chain simulation training room, today's training equipment is slightly changed. Trainers need to stand in the equipment and wear floating tight simulation training clothes to completely reproduce the real battlefield posture physically.

Today, Zheng Feng made an appointment for the whole class for practical training.

The training content is a direct confrontation between the flying tigers and another special team.

"The rules of the game are very simple, that is, we use the same performance level equipment with another team to carry out military confrontation in different battlefield environments. Although there are some differences between people and people and between people and compound eye army, we can regard the other party as a pseudo human Legion. The other party will look at us like this. The pain parameter I set for you is 50%, although it will not Death, but if you're really going to be hit, it's enough to drink a pot. Therefore, you should be careful. "

Zheng Feng at the top of the podium looked serious and solemn.

No one knows how many changes have taken place in his body last night, but it is obvious that only one night later, he has become a lot more mature and strict.

Perhaps Zheng Feng himself was not aware of this change, but onlookers, especially the core scholars who have been observing his sage plan, know it.

These scholars are secretly worried about this and do not know whether it is good or bad.

Mata Nicklaus raised his hand: "Captain, according to the rules of engagement, we should always get some information in advance? I want to know who our opponent is and what team, so as to make a battle plan in advance."

Zheng Feng shook his head. "No, this confrontation training is set according to the encounter. There is no intelligence. We ourselves are the first reconnaissance units to contact the enemy."

"Oh, all right."

Mata took it back angrily.

"It's all right. There's more than one round of confrontation. Can't we have information in the second round?"

Marta was stunned. "It's true. We'll lose the first round?"

Zheng Feng nodded, "that's almost what I mean. I'll lose."

"That's impossible!" Edgar shouted and patted his chest. "We are different from before! Now we can compare with the ordinary class in our first pioneer college, or even stronger!"

Edgar Julian's confidence was not without reason.

Anyone, after one night's transformation, will expand somewhat.

Fifteen minutes later, all the members of the flying tigers fell from the floating training cabin, gasped on the ground, and their brain seeds were buzzing.

Lost too fast!

The preparation time for the battle is five minutes, so the flying tigers are the battlefield in ten minutes.

The starting point of the two sides is 50 million kilometers. On the premise of limiting the armor performance, it takes about nine minutes for the two sides to make contact.

As a result, when the two sides contacted each other, the Flying Tigers were hit like a mosquito with a long foot in front of the insecticide spray.

In less than 30 seconds, Zheng Feng was the only one left in the 30 member Flying Tigers.

The opponent is too strong.

Obviously, everyone's equipment level is very different, but the other party is to fight more accurately, fire first, adjust the formation faster, and squeeze the armor performance better.

If Zheng Feng hadn't fought alone for more than 30 seconds after everyone else fell, and even killed two, and then he couldn't help falling down, the flying tigers would have been killed on the spot, and the actual fighting time of losing the battle would have to be less than one minute.

Edgar Julian's tight training clothes fell off automatically, revealing his sweaty and pale face inside.

He wiped his sweat. "Captain! What monsters are these? It's too exaggerated!"

Zheng Feng grinned, "the seventh company of the special combat brigade of the 39th army of the special combat army in the Yunding theater. I said you may not understand the designation, but I said you must know the nickname. The seventh steel company."

"What!"

The poor children broke down on the spot.

They are not only active servicemen, but also the elite of the elite.

The seventh steel company, known as the full S-class and with two peak soldiers.

We lost well.

Wait, the captain seems to have survived for 30 seconds and killed two?

This