In the real world, secretly controlling everything in the mechanical forest and constantly accelerating the growth reaction of metal life, is a purely quantized stacked memory symbol.

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

As long as someone triggers the defense system or enters the range of the ecosystem, the ubiquitous mechanical creatures in the ecosystem will sense it and wake up immediately.

This stream of consciousness, carried by the stacked memory symbol, will instantly travel across long distances, staring at intruders like the Eye of Cthulhu, and reading their memories.

The strength of this regular stream of consciousness is enough to cover the entire Mechanical Forest Planet and dominate everything on the planet, including the laws of physics. It is equivalent to the aggregation of hundreds of billions of spherical core computing power on the planet. It is extremely powerful, rooted in the symbolic language of the Mi people, and integrated with the stacked memory method of the Fish Star People, making it extremely stable.

Therefore, in the past, when facing a single human individual, the impact of the consciousness of the Mechanical Forest Star was like a tsunami, overwhelming and unstoppable, and it was not defeated until many special forces paid a huge price and finally transported a super-large equivalent space tearing generator to the vicinity of the blue giant star, and then consumed even more energy to maintain saturation coverage and impact for several weeks before it was physically destroyed and the ancestor core was finally taken away by humans.

Humans eventually won the war on the Mechanical Forest Star, but they paid a huge price.

The fundamental reason is that the special forces have never been able to accurately locate the position of the Progenitor Spike. Otherwise, humans could actually use high-density lepton beams that are extremely penetrating and difficult to defend at medium distances for precise strikes.

This is the failure of human special forces and the Third Front, so it has been an important test question in every military skills competition since a few years ago.

After obtaining sufficient data, Fanxing simulated the mechanical forest star in the virtual system very accurately and detailed. The symbolic consciousness stream is the perfect touchstone for tempering warriors.

In the countless simulation trainings before, there had never been any unexpected situations until Zheng Feng appeared.

At this time, no one thought that the fundamental reason why Zheng Feng could absorb and assimilate the consciousness stream of the Mechanical Forest Star was that the core that constituted his personality was originally a "soul carrier" of the same origin, which not only integrated the stacking memory method of the Fish Star people, but also conformed to the logic of the symbolic language of the Mi people, and had all the characteristics of human thinking storms and infinite possibilities.

Because such a thing should not exist in the evolutionary history of the universe.

These characteristics are originally contradictory to each other.

Fifteen minutes later, Zheng Feng and the Flying Tigers safely exited the simulation mission.

He had led the team to the bottom of the Ancestral Spiral and easily took away the core.

The Flying Tigers' simulation mission was of course a success.

But the consciousness stream of the Mechanical Forest Star disappeared.

The core was naturally empty and turned into a pile of worthless inorganic matter.

So in a stereotypical sense, the Flying Tigers had failed completely.

The reason why the scoring system was slow to respond was that it had never happened before.

"Today's special training ends here. When you go back, think carefully about what you have learned today. We will continue at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

After the Flying Tigers walked out of the simulation cabin one after another, Zheng Feng gave this order and turned away.

A group of children looked up at him, their minds still filled with lingering questions.

"The captain seems a little strange."

Li Qingqing said in a crisp voice.

"Who knows what's wrong with him, he's so mysterious. He's just being mysterious. He didn't even tell us the most critical points of the mission. What's this?"

Edgar Julian leaned over from the side and muttered.

Morrison agreed decisively, "Yes, at this time, he is still hiding something. We know that the mission was successful, but if he doesn't explain clearly how it was accomplished, our training will not achieve the goal."

The other people in the Flying Tigers have already understood the nature of these two people.

In short, no matter what Zheng Feng does, they will definitely find fault.

But the others didn't say anything, because it didn't matter. They all knew that this stupid duo was just stubborn.

Talking nonsense does not affect the overall situation. It doesn't matter if you are convinced or not, as long as you are convinced in your heart.

Jane Roland, who was in charge of data sorting and other logistical work at Zheng Feng's request, had completed the training report of this simulated battle in a very short time.

Jane said, "This is our training report. You can all take a look at it."

According to the report, the Flying Tigers won the first place in the entire civilization in the third mechanical forest battle simulation training.

This is well deserved.

In the previous simulation mission, of course, other people successfully took away the ancestral core, but according to the simulation calculation of the stars, as long as the mechanical forest planet still exists, only some simple adjustments are needed to quickly reorganize a new core and continue to maintain productivity.

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

Therefore, Zheng Feng's Flying Tigers changed the direction of the Mechanical Forest Star Battle from the root, turning it into a production base for humans who were stranded outside.

"Although our success cannot be replicated and is not universal. But our advancement before entering the ecosphere has also received extremely high scores. Maybe you haven't realized that during the advancement, our time acceleration is twelve times."

"What!"

Edgar was shocked.

The reactions of others were similar.

Zheng Feng had not told the truth to all the team members before. They were just under extreme pressure and completed the operation according to the limits of their abilities. Now they know that the time acceleration is as high as 12 times, which is obviously not in line with common sense.

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

Then there were shouts of surprise.

Many people covered their mouths in surprise.

They saw a long string of densely packed red words, some high and some low, after hundreds of military skill sub-items.

There were three numbers in each line.

One was the evaluation index one day ago, the second was the current index, and the third was the change ratio, expressed as a percentage.

Red represents an increase, and green represents a decrease, just like the stock market index a thousand years ago. What

the Flying Tigers saw now was a page of bright and eye-catching red, so beautiful that the little guys couldn't believe it.

The increase ratio of each person's index was different, and the degree of increase of different evaluation parameters was also different.

For example, the coordination index of the entire team has increased by an average of 179%, which means that in just one day, the guys have already acquired the tacit cooperation ability that only professional soldiers can achieve.

Other basic parameters such as brain reaction index, nervous stability index, data analysis ability, etc. have not increased as much, but the average value is also several tens of percent.

The guys fell into great confusion.

In the previous mission, because of too much tension, they had no time to pay attention to these detailed changes. After finishing the task, they only felt tired and wanted to rest and sleep.

Now, after reading the report, I found that I had completed a big transformation without realizing it.

In fact, it was not just the boys who were shocked. Onlookers such as Ding Hu and Zhou Donglai were also secretly amazed.

It was obvious that Zheng Feng seemed to be able to completely overcome the dilemma of being held back by the Flying Tigers.

He showed an extremely amazing ability to motivate the people around him.

He was like a "halo monster", with all kinds of wonderful abilities such as "durable halo", "crusader halo", "pious halo", etc., so that people who get close to him would always gain ability bonuses without knowing it.

Dong Shan could only analyze it this way: "It must be the effect of the interference of the thought quantum storm. He is like a miniature version of the mechanical forest consciousness stream, releasing his "aura" to the outside world all the time, changing the rules of the universe around him. As long as you stay by his side, you can't get rid of this subtle influence. This influence has two manifestations. The first is to destroy the mark of other people's destiny convention, and the second is to continuously strengthen the thinking activity and speed up the realization of potential. There is no other explanation."

After Dong Shan finished speaking, there was a brief silence in the chat room.

After a short moment, Dong Shan spoke again, "The technical analysis team recognized my conclusion, and my judgment accuracy exceeded 95%."

Hiss!

This is the sound of Ding Hu breathing cool air.

He really didn't want to admit the facts.

But it seems that he is Zheng Feng's instructor, but after all this time, he himself is still receiving Zheng Feng's favor.

This is very embarrassing.

Who is whose teacher, it is not clear.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's figure out a big plan."

Dong Shan said another sentence and disappeared.

Ding Hu didn't know what big thing Dong Shan was planning, he just quietly returned to his dormitory, while sorting out the operational details of the Flying Tigers in the simulated mission, secretly thinking about whether he should move to live next door to Zheng Feng.

Early the next morning, the Flying Tigers arrived at the enhanced simulation training room early.

Compared with yesterday's full brain chain simulation training room, today's training equipment has changed slightly. Trainees need to stand in the equipment and wear floating tight-fitting simulation training suits to fully replicate the real battlefield posture physiologically.

Today, Zheng Feng arranged a practical training for the whole class.

The content of the training is a direct confrontation between the Flying Tigers and another special forces team.

"The rules of the competition are very simple. We will use the same performance level equipment as another team and conduct military confrontations in different battlefield environments. Although there are some differences between fighting between people and fighting against the compound eye army, we can regard the other side as a pseudo-human army. The other side will also see us in this way. I set the pain parameter for you to be 50%. Although it will not be fatal, if you are really hit, it will be enough to drink a pot of water. So, you have to be careful."

Zheng Feng, who was at the top of the podium, looked serious and murderous.

No one knew how much change had happened in his body last night, but it was obvious that he had matured a lot and become much more serious in just one night.

Perhaps Zheng Feng himself was not aware of this change, but the bystanders, especially the core scholars of the Sage Project who had been observing him, knew it very well.

These scholars were secretly worried about this, not knowing whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Mata Nikolaus in the audience raised his hand: "Captain, according to the rules of engagement, we should be able to get some intelligence in advance, right? I want to know who our opponents are and what team they are, so that we can formulate combat plans in advance."

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

"Oh, okay."

Mata took it back angrily.

"It's okay. There's more than one round of confrontation. Won't we get intelligence in the second round?"

Mata was stunned. "That's right. So we're doomed to lose in the first round?"

Zheng Feng nodded. "That's about it. We're doomed to lose."

"That's impossible!" Edgar shouted in the audience, patting his chest. "We are no longer the same as before! Now we are comparable to the ordinary class in our First Pioneer Academy, or even stronger!"

Edgar Julian's confidence is not without reason.

Anyone will be a little inflated after a night of transformation.

Fifteen minutes later, all the Flying Tigers fell from the floating training capsule, slapping the ground and gasping for breath, their heads buzzing.

They lost too quickly!

The preparation time for the battle was five minutes, so the Flying Tigers entered the battle field ten minutes in advance.

The starting points of both sides were 50 million kilometers apart. Under the premise of limiting the performance of armor, it would take exactly nine minutes for the two sides to come into contact.

As a result, as soon as the two sides came into contact, the Flying Tigers were like long-legged mosquitoes running head-on into the pesticide spray, and were bombarded one after another with crackling sounds.

In less than thirty seconds, only Zheng Feng was left in the Flying Tigers of thirty people.

The opponent was too strong.

Obviously, everyone's equipment level was similar, but the opponent was more accurate, fired first, adjusted the formation faster, and squeezed the armor performance better.

If Zheng Feng had not fought alone for another thirty seconds after everyone else fell, and even killed two people before finally falling down due to exhaustion, the Flying Tigers would have been defeated on the spot, and the actual fighting time would have been less than one minute.

The tight training suit on Edgar Julian fell off automatically, revealing his sweaty and pale face.

He wiped the sweat off his face, "Captain! What kind of monsters are these! Too exaggerated!"

Zheng Feng grinned, "The 7th Company of the Special Operations Brigade of the 39th Army of the Yunding Theater Special Operations Force. You may not understand my number, but you will definitely know my nickname. The 7th Iron Company."

"What!"

The poor kids were mentally devastated on the spot.

Not only are they active soldiers, but they are the elite among the elite.

They are called the Seventh Iron Company, all of whom are S-level, and they also have two top fighters.

We deserved to lose.

Wait, the captain seemed to have lasted for thirty seconds alone, and even killed two people?

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