"The real energy smelter is activated."

"The Aiman ​​alloy material has been extracted successfully."

"Now we are starting to extract high-level d liquid gold. After ten minutes, we need to fine-tune the energy input oscillation rate according to the background quantum law. Jane!"

Jane Roland: "I have started the calculation. Mata, adjust the background radiation monitor to the third channel."

...

Zheng Feng: "Qin Wu, go and control the cabin to continue digging. We need to expand the volume of the underground base."

Qin Wu: "Okay."

"The three-type mechanical module has been successfully manufactured. It can improve Qin Wu's digging efficiency."

"Send it."

...

Pinkett: "Now I'm going to start making the Oust liquid variable metal synthesizer. As long as the synthesizer is made, we can start making the core metal for bionic disguises. But this will put a lot of pressure on our intelligent computing power, and I need people with expertise in physics and mathematics to assist in the calculations."

Jian, Li Qingqing and Lev responded at the same time, "No problem."

Days passed one by one, and four days later, as modules, parts and core materials were piled up one after another, the thirty nano-scale micro-robots finally changed their shapes one after another and turned into thirty fingernail-sized beetles, which looked exactly the same as the primary collection tools of the epiphyseal tribe.

Its internal structure is also basically the same, with only some differences in the core part composed of micro-robots.

The underground base where the Flying Tigers hid also changed from a vertical column into a spherical space with a volume of about 30 liters.

Since then, the basic preparations of the Flying Tigers on the satellite have come to an end.

But everyone is not happy, because from the game report, the progress of the Flying Tigers has fallen far behind other teams, almost at the bottom. Everyone

is helpless.

They tried their best, with almost zero mistakes throughout the whole process, and also played their best, but the opponent is really too strong.

The gap is too big, so big that it is impossible to make up for it by hard work alone.

Although Zheng Feng still encourages others from time to time, the morale of the team members is still getting worse day by day.

The amazing thing is that in such a gradually decadent state of mind, the performance of most people has not declined significantly.

This is the effect of the mark of the Fate Covenant.

Although people with the mark will not become emotionless cold-blooded animals, in certain extreme environments, their rational judgment will dominate and suppress emotions silently, playing the role of a magic needle that stabilizes the sea.

Although the marks of the Flying Tigers have begun to loosen due to the influence of Zheng Feng himself, they have not been completely broken after all. Therefore, everyone has slipped, but the amplitude is very small and almost imperceptible.

Zheng Feng was a little anxious, but the objective conditions were like this, and he had no choice.

...

In the command headquarters of the First Special Operations Army of the Yunding War Zone, Zheng Yifeng silently watched the real-time broadcast of the game in front of him.

In the center of the broadcast screen is a scene where the beetle-shaped robots of the Flying Tigers are busy in full swing.

The table on the left shows the progress of each participating team. The "highly expected" Flying Tigers have now been included in the 1% sequence.

Without a doubt, the bottom 1%.

The table on the right lists the team status that the spectators are currently focusing on, including the progress of engineering construction, the progress of technical analysis, the ecological research status of the potential target planet, the social research of the target civilization, the biological research progress of the target civilization species, and many other indicators.

At this time, Zheng Yifeng's eyes are focused on the analysis table of the participating team status.

The finals of the advanced group of the all-army competition, which uses the third front action as the assessment indicator, has always been a long tug-of-war, and it is impossible to determine the winner overnight.

Unless they are eliminated at the beginning, normal participants will have to stay in the brain chain sleep pod for at least one or two weeks, or as long as an unknown number of years.

This is an endurance rally, also jokingly called the marathon for young people.

The high-level participants who can break through the siege of various planets, galaxies, and war zones and appear in this arena are at least one of the top one hundred million people in the world.

Participating in the finals of the third front is not only a competition for honor, but also a direct participation in actual combat from a distance.

This is the last big test for many combat geniuses before they officially join the army, and it is of great significance.

Although remote brain-link control is not as dangerous as a real battlefield and there is no real death, there is still the psychological pressure of competition. The competition goal is more realistic and meaningful. The psychological state of each person participating in the finals is no different from being in a real battlefield.

The long-term high-intensity task environment can allow talented people to adapt to actual combat in advance, accumulate valuable experience, master all kinds of battlefield knowledge in an all-round way, and further hone the various skills accumulated during the trainee stage.

As a comprehensive facility with extremely high technological content, the brain-link sleeping capsule not only provides a strong thinking connection for information flow, but also can perfectly solve the user's eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. The level is even stronger than Zheng Feng's own stuffing artifact.

Not only that, the sleeping capsule also has its own micro-current stimulation system, which can help participants complete basic physical training in their sleep by simulating bioelectricity.

If there are special needs, as long as the body can withstand extreme pressure, the training intensity can even be increased, and they will become stronger while sleeping.

Of course, the seemingly perfect brain link sleeping capsule actually has its shortcomings.

When a person lies in it, it seems to be asleep, but in fact the mind continues to be highly active, but the channel for transmitting information to the outside has changed from the human neural network to the quantum brain link.

Such a thinking quantum storm operates in a semi-closed state, which is not the most natural state for people.

The active consciousness of the contestant is busy on the other side, but the subconscious is very clear about what is happening to him.

Then, the subconscious perception of the outside world is no different from being confined in the usual sense.

Lying in it for a long time will put great mental pressure on the subconscious of young students.

To put it in Cthulhu terms, the sanity is dropping rapidly, and the sanity is gradually lost, which is reflected in the active consciousness of participating in the competition through remote brain chain.

Of course, this is "common sense" when humans do not have the mark of the Fate Covenant.

Fortunately, since the popularization of the mark, the biggest disadvantage of the brain chain sleeping pod has been self-defeating.

But this is what Zheng Yifeng is worried about at this time.

Obviously, the marks of the Flying Tigers have begun to loosen.

The progress of these little guys' missions was not gratifying, which brought them tremendous mental pressure.

The shaky mark temporarily stabilized their sanity and allowed them to remain calm.

But this calmness may be broken at any time.

Moreover, their direction of calmness is not quite right. In one sentence, it is "give up the struggle, accept the failure calmly, and try again next time."

With Zheng Feng's character, this is obviously intolerable, so the contradiction between Zheng Feng and his teammates will definitely erupt at some point.

The long-lost infighting will once again become the main theme of the Flying Tigers.

But this is still not the worst case scenario. Zheng Yifeng is most worried about the sanity of Zheng Feng and other team members.

If the infighting is too intense, and the emotions of Zheng Feng and other team members are aroused too much, completely breaking the mark, then it means that even if the Flying Tigers can still survive on the Apiary Star, as time goes by, Zheng Feng and his teammates will inevitably lose their minds one after another.

Losing the game is a small matter, but the long-term psychological trauma is a big one.

Zheng Yifeng was very worried.

Although his mind kept telling him that his son Zheng Feng was the reincarnation of a sage and no setback could defeat him, his emotions as a father made it difficult for him to remain objective.

Snap.

Zheng Yifeng turned off the broadcast screen, stood up and stretched.

He couldn't watch it anymore. He was now the second-in-command of the First Special Operations Army of the Yunding War Zone and the captain of the most elite Chengfeng Special Operations Battalion in the entire Yunding War Zone. He also had his own work to complete and had to go to work.

Before leaving the door, Zheng Yifeng looked back suddenly, couldn't help but take another look, sighed again, and left.

On the way to the combat command room, Zheng Yifeng happened to meet his wife Liang Yun.

Liang Yun also looked frowning at this time, and she didn't even notice her husband walking towards her.

Zheng Yifeng stopped, patted Liang Yun's shoulder, and yelled, "Ah!"

Liang Yun was scared enough by him, and when she came to her senses, she angrily hit Zheng Yifeng in the chest, "What are you doing? You scared me to death."

Zheng Yifeng grinned and laughed, "Seeing that you are frowning, I am trying to cheer you up."

"Thank you so much! You are so happy!"

Liang Yun gave Zheng Yifeng a sanitary eye.

Although their marriage is a bit like an arranged marriage in a sense.

But in fact, the Institute of Sages only secretly led the two to meet. As for all subsequent developments, they were all autonomous actions from the heart of these two souls who seemed to be born to complement each other.

When Zheng Yifeng and Liang Yun finally became core members of the Sage Project and learned about themselves, they were deeply touched.

It was obviously "arranged", but in fact, as early as in childhood, when the two looked at each other for the first time, it was as if they had seen each other for a thousand years, and they had seen their lives together.

The two did not resent the Institute of Sages, nor did they resent fate. They were just proud and happy that they had Zheng Feng, the greatest love crystal in the history of human civilization.

Zheng Yifeng patted Liang Yun's shoulder gently and said with emotion: "Okay, you are also worried about Zheng Feng, right?"

Liang Yun nodded, "Yes, I carefully analyzed Zheng Feng's physiological and psychological analysis parameters, and I found that his rationality has been declining since two days ago. I am afraid that it will not be long before his consciousness on the Axial Clan Star will be significantly affected. He will definitely receive a warning, but Given his personality, I'm afraid he won't admit defeat and voluntarily leave the competition. From a psychiatric perspective, with Zheng Feng's mental state, he can probably hold on for two or three years before collapsing, but I'm afraid this will become a psychological shadow for his whole life. In ancient times, it was almost impossible for anyone to survive a year of loneliness and confinement, which is completely contrary to human nature. "

After all, Liang Yun is a comprehensive expert in the medical field, and she has considered this aspect much more deeply than Zheng Yifeng.

Zheng Yifeng nodded and said with reluctance, "It's okay, don't worry, he is a sage."

Liang Yun shook her head, "But he is also our child. Otherwise, let's take another vacation and go back to Planet No. 7, let Zheng Feng and the Flying Tigers apply for a short break, and we can chat with him? Anyway, although the Flying Tigers are progressing slowly, they have built a safe house. It's not impossible to take a few turns to leave the scene to rest, right?"

"That's impossible." Zheng Yifeng shook his head in distress and said, "We just took a vacation not long ago. Shimin and I just took over the First Special Operations Army. Recently, the front line is tight again. As the highest-level special operations force second only to the war zone sequence, the First Army may have to participate in large-scale operations at any time, and we can't leave."

Liang Yun hummed, "That's true."

"It's okay, trust him." Zheng Yifeng touched Liang Yun's face lightly, and before Liang Yun could react, he ran away, leaving Liang Yun, who was blushing and angry, unable to chase him.

"You're already an admiral, but you still don't behave properly!" Liang Yun scolded.

The next moment, sirens suddenly sounded in the command center's space station.

The shrill sirens with a specific stimulating frequency were overwhelming, making people's hearts rise to their throats subconsciously.

Liang Yun, whose face changed drastically, glanced from a distance at her husband who was running forward at full speed. At this time, Zheng Yifeng had already waved his hand to call the single-person shuttle and was jumping on it.

Liang Yun also turned around and ran quickly towards her destination.

This kind of siren has not been sounded for nearly 20 years, indicating that the entire Yunding War Zone has fallen into the highest level of crisis.

Tang Shimin and Zheng Yifeng, who have just taken over the First Special Operations Army, will face a life test that is tens of millions of times more intense than the competition that Zheng Feng and the Flying Tigers participated in.

...

Half a month later.

Five beetles that look almost the same as ordinary beetles but have stronger mobility are flying quickly close to the surface of the satellite.

These five beetles are the disguises of Zheng Feng, Edgar, Mata, Li Qingqing, and Jian.

The purpose of the five people's trip is a mine nearly 80 kilometers away from the camp. There is a piece of ore weighing about five kilograms, which is the core material for making the shell of the Type 2 heavy-duty spider.

The Type 2 heavy-duty spider is a third-level unit on the satellite. Its average size is about the size of a human fist. It uses medium to fly and has a certain attack capability. It can also cut metal and weave webs to make bags to transport heavier materials.

In the production tool sequence of the Apiary Clan, the function of the Type 2 heavy-duty spider is much more comprehensive than that of the beetle, and its status is much higher.

At this time, the leading team has already started operating the tower melting machine and shovel truck. The Flying Tigers fell far behind. Zheng Feng decided to take a risk and skip the second-level unit and go straight to the third-level heavy-duty spider.

This is certainly a risky move.

Just to find one of the materials, you have to go 80 kilometers away, and you have to drag it back slowly.

The farther they go and the longer they stay outside, the greater the potential risk.

Although the beetles specially modified by Pink are stronger than ordinary beetles, if the five people encounter the nearly two-finger-long anti-gravity centipedes of the second-level unit at this time, things will be in big trouble.

The anti-gravity centipede is composed of a dozen beetles that have been transformed and chimerized. It has an anti-gravity field and a vector jet nozzle at its tail. It can only move on the near-earth surface of a planet.

Its mouthparts can spit out powerful physical toxins and are very flexible.

When the Flying Tigers were picking up garbage near the camp, they had seen with their own eyes another unlucky team being reduced to ashes by the continuous spraying of an anti-gravity centipede of just the same range.

After some twists and turns, the five people finally arrived smoothly.

Just as the five people were busy quickly gluing nearby metal particles to make steel wires to bind ore, Zheng Feng suddenly received an emergency notice from outside the competition system.

He clicked play in confusion.

The next second, Zheng Feng was struck by lightning and stood there.

Three days ago, the enemy's special operations force, mainly composed of the perfect evolution of the Epiphysalis, suddenly arrived at the outer layer of the Second Theater and launched a surprise attack on the human army stationed there, which was the First Special Operations Army.

The First Special Operations Army in the Yunding Theater suffered heavy losses.

The First Special Operations Army's command ship was severely damaged, and Tang Shimin was seriously injured, with only half of his body left.

Almost all members of the Chengfeng Special Operations Brigade were killed, and the main ship was destroyed.

Zheng Yifeng and Liang Yun were sacrificed.