"good!"

Ye Feng followed suit and without saying a word, he quickly stacked the armor, weapons and other heavy items according to size, lifted them onto his shoulders and carried them steadily.

The other arm still held the helmet and some miscellaneous items.

He looked around, found the right direction, ignored the surprised gazes, and strode towards his room.

Ye Feng's eyes were frank, without any hesitation or evasion, as if it was natural... the different person was not him.

Ten minutes later, Ye Feng, who was sitting in the house, followed the man's instructions and began to learn how to mobilize his mental power to put the things at hand into the ring.

The man's words were a bit jumpy at the beginning. After going back on it several times, he finally confirmed that Ye Feng was a true newbie, so newbie that he couldn't even mobilize the most basic mental power.

The man was extremely frustrated, and his temper, which he had suppressed for a long time, finally exploded: "You still want to go out after such a situation? What's the difference between this and committing suicide!"

Ye Feng held the vine tightly, pondering and experiencing the ethereal spiritual power, and replied:

"If I die, you'll die with me, so why don't you stop talking nonsense and say something more useful instead of wasting everyone's time."

Seeing time passing by minute by minute, the man endured it again and again and had to continue "teaching".

In fact, it’s not that Ye Feng is slow to accept, but it takes more time for a person to break the existing pattern and then establish a new pattern.

Especially for someone like Ye Feng, his original inertial combat mode has been trained so deeply that it has almost become instinct. He has to establish a completely new mode just a few hours later, which is no less than reshaping broken bones.

So ten minutes later, Ye Feng was still trying hard to find the shadow of mental power in his body.

He was also helpless.

Clearly, the dagger slid smoothly into his palm at the beginning. Although it was never returned, it at least proved that he had mental power in his body, and it could be mobilized, and it was A-level. But why was it hiding now like playing hide-and-seek?

After a while, the man couldn't help but ask: "...Did you forget to bring your brain with you or has it been cleared?"

Ye Feng retorted sarcastically: "...Are you always so impatient or always so irritable?"

“…”

The man paused for a moment and said unhappily, "The only thing you have that's toughest is your mouth!"

Ye Feng refused to be outdone: "You have the worst temper!"

“…”

Fortunately, Ye Feng is really smart.

He finally discovered, by groping, that when he was intensely focused, a surge of energy seemed to brew within his body, constantly gathering and ready to burst forth, and it subtly resonated with certain of his thoughts...

After several attempts, he suddenly felt his palm was empty, and then the vine rope really disappeared.

Once you understand the principle, you will instantly grasp it, and then you will understand everything.

Finally, Ye Feng’s first step in his long journey was not stuck on this small space ring.

He breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged, took out the energy gun again, found the location of the light card that was said to be able to connect to mental power, took it out, took a look at it, it was something like an encryption chip, nothing special, and put it back as it was.

The man felt more and more unsure as he looked at it. After restraining himself for a long time, he still raised the question again, "Control..."

"impossible."

As soon as he showed his head, he was ruthlessly strangled to death by Ye Feng. He continued to look through the energy stone slot.

“…I am stronger than you and more fit to go out!”

"Does anyone know?"

What a classic line.

“…”

Ye Feng installed the energy stone, and with a "hum", the particle gun emitted a faint blue energy light, and instantly seemed to come alive.

Following the instructions, he injected his mental energy. A "click" sounded in his ears, followed by an electronic voice:

"Dear Mr. Ye Yi, you have successfully established a mental connection with the RW5188 medium-sized particle gun. The gun's unique serial number has been written into your terminal. The usage time is 10 hours, and the timer starts counting from now. Please return it on time. I wish you a safe return!"

He likes this feeling.

Then all the fighting cells in the body became excited.

The voice in my head sounded again, with a bit of seriousness.

"You have to know that this is not something that can be solved by courage alone.

"My mental strength is higher than yours, and I have more combat experience. You clearly have the most reasonable and safest option, so why do you insist on taking the risk? Have you truly considered the consequences?!"

He was really puzzled, and he had really used up all his greatest patience in his life on this person at this moment. He had said more nonsense in these few hours than in the previous several years combined.

I don’t even believe it myself if I tell it to others.

Ye Feng connected the vines in the same way and replied more seriously, "I promise that when necessary, I will transfer control to you."

The man asked, "When was it?"

"When I die."

Ye Feng stood up and put on the armor nimbly. This light armor was not heavy to put on and felt smooth and flexible. A thin layer was attached to the outside of the protective suit and was said to be able to effectively protect against radiation and attacks from most common monsters.

This can only be considered the lowest level here, the kind that is close to the ground.

“…”

The man was choked again, but he endured it and still didn't give up.

"...Transfer it to me now, and I promise I won't let you have that kind of experience!"

"Unfortunately, I'm not used to putting my life in other people's hands."

Ye Feng really likes the combat boots that come with the armor. After putting them on, they will automatically adjust their size until they fit the lines of the human feet and legs perfectly. They are light, flexible and comfortable, and are said to increase the human body's speed by 30%.

This is equivalent to installing two four-wheel drive motors on your feet. It’s cool just thinking about it.

The man refused to accept: "I'm not used to it either!"

"You don't have a choice."

Ye Feng applied protective glue on his face and ears, and his skin immediately became much thicker. "I have to say, on this point, we are at least in agreement."

He bought the worst kind of protective glue, which had poor breathability and made his entire face stiff.

The man was furious: "You are just showing off!"

"Whether it's showing off or committing suicide, this is what I have to face."

Ye Feng's voice was firm and his attitude was resolute.

11:50

Neatly dressed, Ye Feng strode out until he reached the registration area next to the external exit and had his iris scanned and registered at the registration desk.

It was noon at this time and few people had registered to travel.

Seeing Ye Feng walking out, the staff member asked in surprise: "Sir, are you sure you want to go out like this?"

Ye Feng looked at him with a hint of doubt: "Is there a problem?"

The staff member waved his hands and explained, "Uh, that's not the case. I mean, are you sure you're going out by yourself, without connecting to the simulation robot? Also, are you sure you're going out alone, without any companions, without a group?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. I am two people."

It’s a pity that the protective glue is too hard on the face, and the expression is as stiff as a mummy.

The staff member didn't say anything else. He looked at Ye Feng's cheap and low-level equipment and understood that he was another person who had reached the end of his rope and had to fight with his back against the wall.

This kind of thing happens all the time, and I can't sympathize enough.