In the virtual world, Chen Feng stood with his hands behind his back in a playground surrounded by mountains, looking around.

The huge playground stretched as far as the eye could see.

In the distance, there were green trees and tall buildings rising into the sky.

A tall bell tower stood far to the left, and another monument stood to the right.

Behind Chen Feng were towering snow-capped mountains, with white clouds like silk circling and floating slowly around the mountainside.

The scene in front of Chen Feng was both real and illusory.

With the computing power of today's stars, virtual reality has completely reached the point where it is so real that even the smell of grass in the nose is exactly the same as reality.

The illusion in the stars combined the appearance of the Snow Mountain Base in multiple timelines in Chen Feng's memory.

The clock tower, the monument, the fully simulated runway, the soaring accommodation building, the large-scale engineering development building...

These things appeared in the Snow Mountain Base in different timelines.

"Fanxing, you did it on purpose?"

Chen Feng said to the void.

The voice of the stars echoed in his mind, "but I didn't answer him, but asked him instead, do you know what the success rate of Bond's theory is?"

"How much?" "

2.37%."

Chen Feng: "..."

After a moment, he sighed, "What a pity."

"Are you regretting that it's not you?"

"Yes, if it were me, this 2.37% would actually be 100%."

​​"But even if you were there, I wouldn't let you go. This test does not consider the return route. You have to stay alive."

Chen Feng nodded lightly, "Yeah. So this is why you chose the meeting place between me and Bond in the Snow Mountain Base where multiple timelines merge?"

"Yes, this is the place where you and this warrior have the most interactions. He will soon get his sage code and will know something. Letting him return to his hometown before departure may allow him to unleash his full potential, which will roughly turn the 2.37% figure into 4.74%."

Chen Feng nodded slightly, but he remembered the scene when Bond was picked on by Tiger Brother for speaking up for him and ran laps with him for the first time.

Since then, this seemingly dull guy has actually been chasing after him.

A moment later, Bond's figure emerged.

He has white hair, but his body is more sturdy and his face is still resolute.

Bond scratched his head a little awkwardly and smiled naively, "Hello... sage."

Chen Feng: "Call me Brother Feng."

"Okay, Brother Feng."

Chen Feng nodded, "Yeah."

"I'm going."

"I know."

"Brother Feng, I'm not afraid of death. You said before that everyone will die, what's important is whether the death is meaningful."

Chen Feng: "I borrowed this famous saying from someone else."

Bond grinned, "Brother Feng, do you have anything special to tell me?"

Chen Feng thought for a while, "No. I have already taught you everything I can teach. I just emphasize one point to you, you can do it. I said."

"Well, then I'll go."

"Go ahead."

Three minutes later, an enlarged and thickened Star Shadow armor was quietly standing in the launch bay of a special fast transport ship.

This transport ship has of course been specially modified, and its mission is to send Bond to a position no more than 50 million kilometers ahead of the frigate array.

The transport ship may of course be shot down while moving forward, so 100 million kilometers is the lower limit.

In the universe not far from the space station, there are 10 million small assault ships that look exactly like special transport ships waiting quietly.

These are bait and cover.

"Major General Bond, have you said goodbye to your family?"

There should only be technical personnel in the launch bay, but there is an unexpected guest.

Bond in the armor slowly opened his eyes, first looked down at a small green bottle in his palm, then smiled and said softly, "Yes, Mr. Nawiluan."

Nawiluan walked closer and lowered his voice, "The Academy of Sages asked me to apologize to you. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you the password of the Sages until now."

Bond shook his head, "There's nothing to apologize for. I'm already luckier than many people. At least Mr. Nawiluan, you haven't got your password yet."

Nawiluan nodded, "Yes, I envy you."

After a few seconds of silence, the politician Nawiluan suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the armor plate and see Bond's eyes inside.

"Major General Bond. In the past, you were a recruit comrade of the Sage. You fought alongside him eight times. Bond, you are the 'Qin and Han' in the historical records. You were his closest comrade. You represent the glory of the Sage. This time, you are the direct disciple of the Sage. You have accepted the Sage's teachings. You have shouldered the most important task in the history of mankind's hundred-year war of resistance. You are being watched by the remaining hundreds of millions of people. So, if you can accomplish this impossible task, the Sage's reputation will rise to the extreme. , the fighting spirit of the entire Shadow Galaxy will reach its peak. So, it's all up to you."

Bond was silent for a moment, his breathing gradually became heavier, and after a long time he nodded, "Mr. Na Weilun, I once mistakenly thought that politicians were useless, but now you have changed my mind. You are a very powerful person. Thank you."

On the other side, Ou Qinglan, whose office was not far away, spoke through an old-fashioned telephone, "The final test is completed, let's go."

Na Weilun turned and left, waving his hand.

Five minutes later, a fleet consisting of 10 million and one large small assault ships broke through the third line of defense and headed straight for the distant asteroid belt.

At this time, the huge ten-layer Dyson membrane had just been torn apart.

The "corpse" of the Dyson membrane is being scattered in fragments throughout the universe, looking both spectacular and tragic.

Thirty thousand compound eye edge ships are gradually compressing their formation under the protection of countless small combat units, step by step approaching the asteroid belt where humans are heavily armed.

The artillery fire that had briefly stopped in the distance has already been shining again. A large number of ships, ground-based cannons, missile launch towers, and disguised self-destructing meteorites lurking in the asteroid belt are fighting back frantically.

"I can do it."

Bond whispered in the armor.

His memory suddenly flowed.

Countless fragmented memories from small to large appeared bit by bit.

He remembered his growth process.

Although he had never met Chen Feng in these countless years, Chen Feng had an omnipresent influence on his life.

Therefore, when Bond, as a major general and a seasoned professional soldier, received this mission that was certain to lead to his death not long ago and then got the code of the Sage, the shock he received was indescribable.

Was there so much of our story in that scene just now?

It's incredible that my relationship with the Sage started before I was born.

That's great.

It's a pity.

It's a pity that he didn't have more time to digest his feelings.

Many people envied him.

Bond knew what these people envied, that they envied him for being strong enough to take on such a mission.

But Bond also knew that he had more to be envied.

The Sage Code accompanied many guides throughout their lives, but many people knew it but did not know it when they died.

Because other people's deaths came too suddenly, the Sage Academy had no time to give them the code, and there was no need to give them the code.

But Bond was different.

He was born in ignorance and grew up in ignorance. He was over a hundred years old before he knew it, but he could become an informed guide in the last stage of his life.

How lucky is this?

So, I must be able to do it, right?

I must be able to do it!

Bond slowly closed his eyes. Since becoming Chen Feng's student, the addictive feeling of rapid progress gradually boiled in his heart.

He began to re-summarize and reflect on every detail of his operation.

He acknowledged some of the subtle mistakes that Chen Feng and Ding Hu had found for him before, but he always felt that he didn't quite understand where the gap was.

He knew that this was wrong, but he didn't know how to make it right.

He wanted to improve, but he didn't know where to start.

He was already stronger than 99.9999% of the people in the world, but he always pursued stronger.

Now, all the confusion quickly dissipated in this moment.

After some hazy things in his mind collapsed, he became clearer than ever before.

Many years ago, Chen Feng also sincerely envied Bond's silly talent.

Chen Feng can always become the strongest recruit in the Great Snow Mountain Base. One is his talent, and the other is that he has been a recruit several more times than others.

But Bond always managed to catch up with him.

This guy has no chance to die and come back.

He still relies on his talent, unparalleled talent.

In a sense, as a warrior, Bond is more focused than Chen Feng.

The four words "must succeed" have become his only will at this moment.

In a fierce battle, the special transport ship successfully sent Bond to a position 5,700 kilometers ahead of the frigate, was hit and exploded.

Chen Feng stood on the bridge with his hands behind his back.

At this time, the Morning Breeze II was performing a folding forward in the distant subspace medium layer.

His 42-light-year long march still has a long way to go.

The star map in front of him converged into a narrow area of ​​the asteroid belt in front of the Shadow Galaxy.

When he saw Bond's transport ship being hit, he clenched his fists slightly.

Suddenly, his lips curled up in an arc.

In the fireworks, a lightning-like figure broke through the flames and rushed out.

The figure was in the form of a fighter plane at first, accelerating very quickly, and began to move forward along a winding curve, avoiding being swallowed by the dark energy mist while continuously firing electron injection guns to pre-detonate the self-destructive flies ambushed along the way. The figure was getting

faster and faster, and the direction changes were getting more and more violent.

The blade mantis in charge of guarding noticed this uninvited guest and forcibly broke through the space and folded over.

But at this time, the shadow had already transformed and turned into a human form.

Theoretically, humanoid armor is not the most perfect fast-moving mode.

But we must take into account the training environment of Bond as a special soldier. On the battlefield, we must consider his own adaptability.

Choosing the armor form he is most familiar with can prevent mistakes to the greatest extent and increase the success rate.

Bond inside opened his mouth and drank the bottle of cyan potion.

His life began to count down.

60, 59, 58...

In order to prevent the horrific acceleration brought by the antimatter engine from instantly killing the operator inside, the biological institute absorbed the biological characteristics of the rock life that Chen Feng had seen a long time ago and developed a petrifying agent.

In a sense, this agent is also a physical toxin.

When carbon-based life takes petrifying drugs, the body will irreversibly enter the petrified state and gradually become petrified.

During this process, the thinking speed of carbon-based life will gradually slow down, and the organic matter in the body will also be petrified, and finally become a real stone after 60 seconds.

This also means that the person is completely dead.

Bang!

With the help of the antimatter engine, Bond's Star Shadow Armor suddenly accelerated and avoided the long-range attack of the Blade Mantis that was folded on his head and bombarded from above.

The Star Shadow Armor is getting faster and faster, gradually approaching the speed of light.

He began to change direction!

Forward!

Change direction!

Change direction again!

Forward!

A moment later, Bond turned into a streak of light and began to advance under the coverage of dense blade mantises, eight-legged beetles, frozen space, self-destructing bugs and prism gunfire!

The distance was getting closer and closer.

50 million kilometers!

40 million!

30 million!

23 million!

...

Even Chen Feng, who was at the peak of human combat power, was shocked by this scene.

He smelled his own scent from Bond.

This is the tenth level of combat intuition!

In the last battle of his life, Bond became the first of all his students to fully reach the tenth level of combat intuition!

Forty-eight seconds later, Bond's Star Shadow Armor had already reached 10,000 kilometers in front of the prism!

He was six seconds ahead of schedule!

In just 0.0333 seconds, he would be in front of the prism that was opening its mouth to charge the star-crushing cannon!