Chen Feng followed the instructions and selected the plain farmland terrain.

The images in the transparent mask in front of him rotated. First, a hazy mist enveloped everything, causing him to lose his vision for a short time.

Then the light faded, and the scene "outside" the mask became an endless wide farmland.

Green rice seedlings were lined up, spreading from his feet to the distance.

Sometimes sparrows flew up from the rice fields, and sometimes insects fluttered in the fields. From time to time, two frog croaks could be heard in the ditch in the middle of the field.

Chen Feng felt the looseness under his feet through the sensors of the simulation armor, and slowly controlled his body to bend down, looking down at the rice seedlings.

He was shocked.

It was not that he was stunned by the realism of the scene outside.

After all, he had played many unspeakable holographic games before, so he was mentally prepared for the display technology of this holographic helmet, which far exceeded the resolution limit of human eyes.

Anyway, it can confuse the real with the fake, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

However, the texture of this rice field is still much better than that of ordinary games. It really became a movie, not a game.

Ding Hu outside was laughing and complaining quietly to Professor Ouyang, "I bet 500 credit points that he will fall on his first step. He can't even adapt well, and he's still going to look at the rice."

Professor Ouyang smiled proudly, "It's all my fault that the scene simulation is too real."

Ding Hu flattered decisively, "The reason why our base can get twice as many simulators is because you have completed the most work when participating in the production of scene simulations, right? Professor Ouyang, you have worked hard."

"It's my duty, it's a

piece of cake." At this time, Chen Feng inside spoke, "Who made this scene simulation? This is too naive, isn't it? This is how strip fields are for growing wheat, with a small ditch in the middle of the base. What you need to grow rice is a paddy field, right? All the rice should be on the same plane."

"Also, since the rice is still green, it means it is summer. After summer and into autumn, the water will be drained when the rice is harvested. Also, the environmental monitoring instrument shows that this entire large area of ​​rice fields is connected together. Aren't there any drainage outlets reserved?"

Professor Ouyang's slightly smug smile froze on his face, looking embarrassed.

Yes, this is what shocked Chen Feng.

He felt very discordant.

A game, no matter how realistic the graphics are, will make people feel uncomfortable as long as it goes against common sense.

For example, the sun in the sky is a whole square, can you get into this game?

Professor Ouyang was so embarrassed by Chen Feng's inadvertent attack that his face turned red. He had lived for most of his life and learned countless knowledge, but he had never seen what a rice field looked like. No one had ever asked this question before.

At this moment, Chen Feng in the picture moved.

He suddenly raised his leg and took a step forward.

Unexpectedly, he did not fall down because of the soft touch of the soil under his feet as Ding Hu expected.

He was seen delicately controlling the leg structure of the simulated armor and trembling slightly, and then he stabilized.

Chen Feng sighed, "This simulator is amazing. This soft feeling is simulated by the force feedback of the robotic arm, right? It's amazing, just like when I was a kid... uh..."

He wanted to say that it was exactly the same as when he was a kid and was chased and beaten for stealing fruit, and he ran away in the wheat fields in the countryside, but he suddenly remembered that it was a thousand years later, and who knows if there are still farmers in this world, so he quickly shut up.

Then he took two more steps forward in silence.

Although he and the simulated armor were both suspended in the square simulator, his movements, combined with the visual effects of the plants receding from both sides of the mask and the force feedback from his feet, were exactly the same as the experience of real walking.

Ding Hu was stunned, "How can he walk so steadily? Not even a stumble?"

At this time, two three-dimensional projections could be seen in the room where the recruits were staying at the base.

One of them was Chen Feng himself wearing simulated armor, and the other was a silver-white metal armor moving steadily forward in the wide "rice field".

Ding Hu had no idea that Chen Feng could drive an old-fashioned mecha that was N times more difficult to control than the Qinglong Armor, and he was very skilled at it. Now he had switched to the Qinglong Armor, which was more coordinated, and it was the farmland where he ran when he was a child. How could he fall flat on his face when he went out?

The Qinglong Armor puts more pressure on the operator's body, but at this time he was not challenging extreme mobility, so he could only be as steady as an old dog.

Next, Chen Feng began to do various basic movements.

Squat, jump...

lean over, and run!

Ding Hu's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

"Mom, I was bragging just now. It took me ten days to stand up, a month to walk, and three months to run and jump. How come this guy is so skilled?"

Professor Ouyang thought for a while, "This is probably a talent of 100% adaptability."

Ding Hu swallowed his saliva, "Yes, he is a genius."

If Chen Feng inside heard the conversation between the two, he would probably shed two lines of moving tears.

He lived by Zhong Lei's side, acting as a mentor to others all day long, while feeling inferior to others because he was just an average person.

Now someone finally calls him a genius.

Although this talent can only be used a thousand years later in a certain timeline, he is still a genius after all.

But Chen Feng soon fell into the mortal world.

It was easy to run at the speed of an ordinary person, but when he tried to command the Azure Dragon Armor to coordinate his movements and perform maneuvers beyond the limits of the human body, he suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground. In

order to create a strong enough sense of reality, several mechanical arms were curled into an arc to simulate the touch of mud, which stuck to his helmet mask.

But Ding Hu didn't laugh at Chen Feng.

At first, he practiced for three months before he dared to try the maneuver beyond the limit, and fell even more miserably than Chen Feng.

This time, Chen Feng also learned to be honest and no longer adjusted the over-limit ratio so high, but slowly increased it by 5%.

Getting familiar with it bit by bit, getting used to it bit by bit.

Fifteen minutes later, he had adapted to the 10% over-limit ratio.

To sum it up with the level of a 100-meter dash, he could run a hundred meters in just over eight seconds with the support of the Blue Dragon Armor.

The maximum speed at which the Blue Dragon Armor can assist the human body in running is to start from zero and move in a straight line at a uniform acceleration of 20G, and it takes less than one second to run a hundred meters.

But that requires an injection of serum, and one must wear the real Blue Dragon Armor to withstand this intensity of acceleration.

The same is true for deceleration.

Of course, the maximum speed of the Blue Dragon Armor is much higher than that, but it has already flown off the ground, and it has slowly increased to the maximum speed. After stabilizing, it moves in a straight line at a uniform speed, which has nothing to do with acceleration. In close combat, you can't just fly forward all the time. That's called running away, not maneuvering.

In the argument of scientists, assuming that the operator of the Blue Dragon Armor needs to engage in close combat with an imaginary enemy, he needs to constantly fold and change directions in a small space, and continuously accelerate and decelerate, which will cause a huge load on the human body.

About three hours later, Chen Feng walked down from the simulator.

His feet were a little weak and his body was shaking.

Ding Hu held him.

"Brother Hu, how did I do?"

Chen Feng asked with a smile.

Ding Hu, who was supporting him, curled his lips and said, "Not bad."

"Just okay?"

"Of course, it takes you more than six seconds to start the 100-meter run from zero speed. That's too bad. Calculate it yourself. This is just a simulator. How long should it take under the extreme 5G acceleration?"

Chen Feng asked, "A little more than two seconds?"

"Isn't that right? You didn't even squeeze out the extreme performance of the simulator, so of course it's just okay."

"Oh, so that's it."

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving side by side, Professor Ouyang was filled with emotion.

He ran under seven seconds on the first day on the computer. Chen Feng is really abnormal.

Professor Ouyang knew that Ding Hu, like himself, had once again raised his expectations for Chen Feng.