I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 696

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, nor that the frequency of CHENFENG No. 2 has decreased. He's used to it.

After enjoying a hearty sleep with sleepwalking Virgo, Zheng Feng unconsciously mastered a new skill.

There seems to be a filter in his mind, so that he can subconsciously and accurately grasp the gap between the noise and the image of the Mothership when thinking, and empty his mind at this moment.

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

If he wants to have a complete thinking and organize a large section of language, his thinking process will be interrupted by miscellaneous thoughts from time to time, in a fragmented state, but strangely, the process of emptying his brain will not interrupt the thinking process and can always be connected seamlessly.

Man is a very magical creature. No matter how much trouble he encounters, as long as he can live tenaciously, both physically and psychologically, he can always find a solution to the problem naturally.

This is a self-defense mechanism.

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

Zheng Feng, who barely returned to normal, did some intensive training with his team members.

After a whole day of high-intensity competition yesterday, the Flying Tigers have changed a lot compared with 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 call someone else's name, or even don't have to speak, others knew what they wanted him to do in advance.

Obviously, after he hung up once, the overall tacit understanding of the Flying Tigers not only did not decline, but improved.

And the comprehensive 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 a busy day, in the evening, Zheng Feng sat side by side with a group of doudingwa in the corner of the small stadium at the top of the tower of the first pioneer college.

Tomorrow is the expansion competition of the solar system level 3.

In the whole solar system, there are eight inhabited natural planets, dozens of hidden small-scale settlements, and dozens of breeding and education bases hidden in sub space.

Therefore, there are hundreds of thousands of teams from nearly 100 star bases and tens of thousands of colleges in the Lieyang 3 star system.

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

In the face of this sudden surge in competition intensity, Zheng Feng felt that he should say something.

As a result, before he spoke, Marta and Edgar asked in unison, "Captain, how are you?"

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

Everyone has a little head.

"Yes!"

"The number of competitors has increased, assuming that the proportion of talents in them remains unchanged. Then, as long as we want to break out of the tight encirclement, we will have to face those talented competitors in various bases and colleges. The competition intensity will be very different from the previous games. I worried before that, after all, your ability at that time... Well, not satisfactory. But now, according to you Yesterday's and today's performance. I think you are already trustworthy. The name of the flying tigers will one day ring through the galaxy. We will turn this nickname given to us by others into a frightening name for the enemy. "

"Yes!"

Under the simulated sunset in the distant sky, in the small stadium, the shadows of a total of 30 children, 29 children and 29 children, are pulling long on the ground.

……

"Brother, how's it going?"

Zheng Feng returned to the dormitory and Tang Tianxin dialed the communication.

Zheng Feng looked up at the woman in the projection who had not seen for a long time.

Today, 11-year-old Tang Tianxin is about to reach 1.7 meters tall.

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

Compared with the pink little girl many years ago, Tang Tianxin, who has experienced war training and has become a major general, is no longer naive and has replaced him with the temperament of killing fortitude.

In the face of Zheng Feng, she would put down her guard a little and show a rare natural smile, but the fierce spirit of professional soldiers, especially senior commanders, still lingered.

Tang Tianxin can feel his change.

She was worried that she didn't want her temperament to bring too much pressure to Zheng Feng. She wanted to control this change, but there was nothing she could do.

But now she has stopped doing this thankless and meaningless thing.

Because she found that she was worried at all.

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

No matter facing himself or even other people in a higher position, he can't feel any pressure at all.

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

"It's OK. I think my team members are very reliable. If everything goes well, the Flying Tigers should be able to rush out of the scorching sun 3, then out of the cloud top star domain and enter the tenth theater. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Zheng Feng said happily and showed Tang Tianxin the picture of communicating with the team members just now.

After reading it, Tang Tianxin felt a little delicious.

Sometimes she even hates growing up so fast that she can't stay with Zheng Feng for years like a real peer.

Fortunately

He's catching up.

Maybe it won't be long before he can go beyond the limits set by others and appear around him as a soldier.

Unconsciously, Tang Tianxin's face turned a little red, and his cheeks suddenly flushed, even hot.

Her eyes dodged and looked at the side, "brother, I have something urgent here. I'll talk later. I'll hang up first?"

"Well, get busy."

After hanging up the communication, Zheng Feng was a little disappointed, but he soon adjusted back.

He turned on his private training equipment again and switched on simulation training.

T instructor's cold tone sounded again.

"The Third Battle Simulation of spherical warships, now..."

After a night of hard training, Zheng Feng and the Flying Tigers connected to the Lieyang 3-star system regional competition system under the eyes of countless people in the first pioneer college.

At first, many instructors, including Ding Hu, also worried about whether the flying tigers could deal with this situation.

However, as soon as the high-intensity synchronous competition started, Ding Hu and the teaching staff of the first Pioneer College fell to the ground.

Too fierce!

At the age of 11, Zheng Feng finally reached or even exceeded the level that other 11-year-old people should have in the field of combat.

When most of the competitors are three or four year olds, Zheng Feng, who can stably give full play to the strength of S-class combatants and sometimes burst out of peak strength, is like a God coming down to earth, invincible and decadent.

And his players are no longer mediocre and have grown into elites.

The Flying Tigers formed a situation of one super and many strong around the combat power core formed by Zheng Feng, forming an overwhelming advantage over the rest of the team.

Yesterday, when Zheng Feng didn't take action, the Flying Tigers won the 19th place of the first pioneer college.

Now, under his full outbreak, the Flying Tigers have demonstrated their strength, which is worthy of the trump card of the first pioneer college.

Only half a day later, while other teams are still struggling, the Flying Tigers have taken the lead in standing out from the 10000 teams competing in the same game and entering the next round.

Half a month passed.

The name of the Flying Tigers appeared in the final list of the all Empire integrated military skills competition.

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

But he did not know that there was a "conspiracy" slowly surging around him.

In a secret conference room, a small group of dozens of people, including Zhou Donglai, Andre and Dong Shan, are discussing a major event.

Dong Shan said: "according to the inductive statistics of the main brain stars, Zheng Feng now has about 30% of the time to burst his potential at any time and set foot at the peak. It's inappropriate to let him participate in the competition of the primary school group. First, it can't improve his strength and exercise him; second, it's too unfair to others."

Andre suggested, "shall we force him to raise the age group?"

Even if someone objected, "Zheng Feng himself doesn't care, but his team members are really children. Isn't that fair to Zheng Feng?"

"Listen to me."

Just then, 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 sage plan meeting, many people can't remember how long they haven't heard Tong Ling's voice.

Today, although she is old, after all, she has stood on the top of human combat effectiveness for 200 years and received her advice. Now there are as many top soldiers who have become the backbone as crucian carp.

No one can ignore the opinions of instructor Tong Ling.

"Teacher Tong, you said."

The same old Zhou Donglai said respectfully.

Tong Ling's tone sounds very peaceful, with few emotional ups and downs.

She said slowly: "For the really top soldiers, there is never any fairness. The sage in those years dared to launch a mortal charge against the ball ship wearing a green dragon armor. Since Zheng Feng is the reincarnation of the sage and will become the sage in the future, he should have learned to participate in unequal battles from the beginning. I don't think he will lose, or even if he loses, he won't Be defeated. Because he himself is a sage! "

Everyone was stunned.

Tong Ling's words startled thousands of waves like a stone.

To ask who in the world is the most superstitious about the sage Chen Feng, I'm afraid instructor Tong Ling says she is second, and no one dares to recognize her first.

Emmanuel Berto whispered, "so..."

Tong Ling: "so, my suggestion is to let the Flying Tigers directly participate in the competition of the high-level group and compete with those talented students who have gone to the battlefield or are about to go to the battlefield. As far as I know, there is a nine-year-old child in the high-level group in addition to Zheng Feng. Right? So why can't the reincarnation of the sage do what others do?"

At this point, Tong Ling obviously has settled the whole matter.

"I agree."

"Seconded."

"Yes."

……

"That's the decision."

Fifteen minutes later, Ding Hu came to Zheng Feng's door with a very confused mood.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong.

Zheng Feng, who was about to open the duck stuffing artifact and read some basic knowledge monographs, sat up straight.

"Eh? What's brother Hu looking for me?"

Ding Hu rubbed his hands straight, like a little daughter-in-law.

"Brother Hu, can we be straightforward? Be careful. I'll tell my sister-in-law that you're a bitch."

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

"Then tell me." Zheng Feng scratched his head and wondered why he didn't send it directly in the personal information system. Ding Hu had to tell it.

"Well, the imperial Ministry of education directly issued the highest order to ask the Flying Tigers to skip the competition in the primary school group and compete with the contestants in the high-level group."

Zheng Feng wondered, "high order group? What's that?"

"This is an expression of the combat sequence specialty class. If you want to describe it in terms of student status, you can probably understand it as a postdoctoral among soldiers. Some of them have been on the battlefield, others have been to the battlefield first, and now they return to school to continue their further study, and others will go to the elite special forces to report after participating in the game. Any of the most inferior teams in it Wu, it's about several times better than the steel company seven you've dealt with before. "

Zheng Feng: "

"Brother tiger, aren't you kidding me?"

"Why am I playing with you?"

Just then, Zheng Feng opened his personal brain and transmitted a new command he had just received.

Ding Hu looked up and his face changed greatly.

In this new order, clear criteria were set for Zheng Feng to leave school and formally join the army, requiring him to win at least the top 100 in the imperial finals.

"Are you kidding me? This is not a pit for me! Let me take the Flying Tigers to fight with senior soldiers? I have to win the top 100 before I go to the front line? Who's the bad idea? It's clear that he wants to lock me in the planet like a little child! This is too..."

"I get approval and can tell you who put forward the plan."

"Who?"

"Chief instructor Tong Ling."

Zheng Feng was stunned.

Of course he knows the legendary name Tong Ling.

I just didn't expect that human legends who are so far apart and can't hit by eight poles will also look at themselves and take action in person. They will come to "pit" themselves so far away.

What's in the picture?

"Why?" Zheng Feng asked.

Ding Hu shrugged. "Isn't it the bounden duty of a soldier to obey orders? What's more, it's still an instruction from the highest level. About... There must be a truth in it, but you and I don't understand it."

Zheng Feng thought in situ for a moment, and the expression on his face changed instantly.

From shock to confusion, slowly, but relieved.

He nodded, "OK, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth. Then try to see if it can stop me. I once told my team members that I think they are trustworthy. Even if the opponents change, it is not fair, but I can't deny them. After all, in the real battlefield, unequal wars happen all the time. It's impossible to follow people's example From the will of class, right? "

Ding Hu: "yes, you can think about it. That's good."