Chapter 157 Space Warehouse (asking for monthly tickets)
"An interesting person has arrived..."
Inside the silver-white metal building, a window opened, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as autumn water.
Huyan Qiu Shui looked at Fang Xing in the square with a hint of a smile on his face.
"Well, today is the day for interns to report. Let them be proud for a day... they will start crying for their parents tomorrow."
A large man in armor sat at the bar, gulping down drinks.
On the sofa next to him, there was a young man dressed in black with a cold and tough temperament, who was wiping a pitch-black sword in his hand.
"Luo Kai... you are obviously a mecha master, but you actually came to the imaginary space battlefield for internship. You are really not afraid of death."
The young man in black wiped his sword and spoke.
"I came here for the sake of loyalty. After all, we are the top three on the battle list, forming the 'Top Three Team', which is invincible..."
Luo Kai laughed: "What's more... Most of the truly accomplished mecha masters have experienced the trials of the secret world when they were weak... If you want to comprehend the 'light of the soul', this step is indispensable. I think my sensitivity to my mecha is still very high. Who knows, one day I may be able to use my own soul to deceive the laws of the secret world and bring the mecha in..."
The secret world is quite idealistic and rejects all technological power.
However, the standards of technology are inherently vague, and some warriors have tried to use their martial arts will to bring black powder weapons into the secret world, but unfortunately they were unable to break through the defenses of lower-level servants.
This represents a possibility!
The possibility of deceiving the rules of the secret world! According to rumors, a mecha master who has condensed the light of the soul and almost merged with the mecha can bring the mecha directly into the secret world... Of course, it is a secret world with a very high upper limit.
In today's virtual space battles, there are great restrictions on mecha masters, who are required to design and manufacture their own mechas before they can go into battle. This is to imitate the secret world, so that mecha masters can not only become familiar with mecha modules, but also increase a kind of idealistic induction, laying the foundation for the future development of the light of the mind.
According to rumors, many of the mecha masters who have developed the Light of the Soul are excellent mecha designers, and some even build their own mechas...
"Even without the mecha, your armor is enough."
Huyan Qiushui smiled and looked at Luo Kai: "I have a junior who I am very optimistic about. Do you want to add him to our team?"
"No, if we add one more person to the top three team, will we be called the top four? That sounds terrible..."
Luo Kai shook his head.
"No... I know who you are talking about. He is quite strong and even defeated a junior from my school who ranked first in the battle list... It made our Nine Swords Academy very embarrassed."
Dark Star, who was dressed in black, had black hair and black eyes, also shook his head: "Although he may be very good, the three of us work well together. If a new person joins, we will need to get used to each other... I don't want anyone to share our military achievements."
"Okay, two to one, I give up the proposal."
Huyan Qiushui sighed.
At this time, the interns in the square also retreated in groups of three or four and found their respective dormitories.
Ding! Fang Xing followed the map of the omniscient brain and came to a building.
The liquid metal opened automatically, revealing a dormitory.
The dormitory was not small, more than 30 square meters, and more importantly... he was the only one living there! The shower room, toilet and other facilities were all complete.
"good!"
Fang Xing took a look and was generally satisfied. He sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated instead of sleeping.
Once in the military camp, the privacy rights of the citizens of the Blue Star Federation became Schrodinger's state, and he was determined not to travel between the two worlds here.
However...if you are in the secret world, you can give it a try.
'If I bring a mecha to the Xiuxian world in advance, I wonder if I can bring my Xiuxian clone into the secret world?'
"If that doesn't work, then put it in the storage ring and try again?"
A lot of plans emerged in Fang Xing's mind, which could be used to test the sensitivity of the secret world's rules.
However, since I have just entered the military camp for internship, it is better not to play like this.
He fell into a deep sleep, and not long afterwards, the next day, he was awakened by a shrill whistle.
"gather!"
A rough voice echoed throughout the dormitory.
Fang Xing stood up quickly, and the nano protective suit on his body changed into a second lieutenant style. His body turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the dormitory.
A second later, he arrived at the square.
At this time, waves of domain power also enveloped some students as they landed.
There were even more martial artists at the courageous level, who came using all sorts of skills, causing chaos.
Ten seconds later, the square was filled with interns looking at their instructors.
The instructor's information had been sent to my mailbox yesterday. He was a major named John. He had blond hair and blue eyes, deep facial features, and a very strong physique. His training uniform was so strong that it seemed like it was about to burst.
“Too slow!”
Instructor John put his hands behind his back and looked at this group of talented students: "I have waited for you for ten seconds! At this speed, you will die on the battlefield! Now, all of you, run with weights, and you are not allowed to stop until I say stop!"
Boom!
The moment the other party finished speaking, Fang Xing felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him.
This activated a large-scale gravity device, to the point where even martial artists at the courage and spirit realm found it difficult to use.
"As expected...from the beginning of training, it's all about obedience, obedience, obedience!"
He shook his head secretly in his heart, but he had no intention of being a troublemaker, so he ran with the other students.
They ran until the afternoon, and several of them were sent to the infirmary before Instructor John called a halt.
"Now, little ones, what I'm about to tell you concerns your lives!"
Instructor John looked at the students who were mostly out of breath, with a hint of evil smile on his face: "There are five levels of alert in the imaginary space! The highest S-level alert will cause the emergence of unimaginable Sons of God or projections of extraterritorial evil gods and similar crises... Such situations are rare in decades, but if they occur, it will be the Federation's martial saints, martial gods, and mecha masters who will take action, and it has nothing to do with you..."
"A-level alarms indicate the appearance of high-level followers, B-level alarms indicate the appearance of low-level followers, C-level alarms correspond to high-level servants, and D-level alarms correspond to low-level servants..."
"Generally speaking, most of the missions you receive are C and D level missions. B level and above will not be open to you, but there are special cases..."
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The students listened with extremely serious expressions.
Even low-ranking servants have terrifying combat power, and it takes several martial artists working together to deal with them.
Not to mention that it is difficult to obtain technological support in the secret battlefield.
The higher-level servants are even more terrifying, and ordinary outdoor warriors are no match for them.
As for the lower-level clans? That can already be considered a small natural disaster.
"Generally speaking, new recruits like you can hardly deal with those evil gods in the secret world... But thanks to the Federation's space technology, we now have the advantage in numbers..."
Instructor John continued, "To put it simply, if we encounter a clan that is one level higher than us, the number of warriors we can deploy must be several times that of the other party! If the realms and strengths are similar... there will be no numerical advantage."
After hearing this, Fang Xing immediately understood.
Although the Federation has a slight numerical advantage, its control over the secret world is constantly changing with the extraterritorial evil gods.
"Next, you go to the armory and each carry a hundred kilograms of weight, and then we will go to the secret world for training!"
John saw many students' faces change, and immediately smiled with a hint of success: "Don't worry... This is a space bubble made by our Federation. We won't let you rookies die right away!"
When Fang Xing and others arrived at the armory, they immediately felt their eyes had been opened.
All kinds of swords, spears, halberds, shields, bows and arrows, crossbows...
There are also black powder weapons, smoothbore cannons...
Even modern firearms...
Then there are laser guns, nano suits, exoskeletons…
Of course, there are mechas.
There was a warehouse full of every kind of weapon.
"Except for the most primitive weapons here, most of them are useless, but it's better to be prepared..."
"In fact, in many cases, you can hardly even bring in alloy weapons... The only thing you can trust is your own fists!"
John said, "Now I'll let you feel it. Okay, carry your loads and gather in the space cabin!"
Fang Xing nodded, selected an alloy sword, a flintlock rifle, and a laser gun to achieve the load capacity.
The group followed John and came to the interior of a metal castle.
Here, the atmosphere is even more solemn.
A team of senior students was on high alert, and from time to time they would enter a large room in a metal castle.
"There are eight space chambers here in total. Let's go to No. 8, the training area."
John came to a huge metal door with the number Ⅷ on it and opened it.
The group walked into the metal hall.
open!
This was Fang Xing’s first feeling.
He originally thought that he would see some high-tech equipment, or strange rituals and formations learned from the evil gods outside the domain.
But he saw nothing.
"Has the Federation's space technology surpassed my understanding?"
"Perhaps the incident didn't happen here... This is just a 'platform'... Is the real space teleportation equipment hidden in the deepest part of the layers of space?"
Fang Xing was actually very interested in space technology, but it was obvious that he would not be able to appreciate it this time.
Bang!
The metal door slowly closed, and a silver light emerged.
Fang Xing suddenly recalled the memory of being easily defeated by Wei Shentong during the Hundred Stars Joint Examination.
He felt his feet suddenly go empty.
When he reappeared, he was already standing in a wilderness.
A cold wind blew, and although it was not cold, it felt a little uncomfortable.
He looked at himself and found that the nanosuit that had served as his outer garment had long disappeared.
In his hands, the flintlock and laser gun also disappeared.
Only the alloy sword was preserved.
"You bunch of rookies!"
John's signature roar suddenly rang out: "You made too many mistakes along the way... I won't talk about the choice of weapons, the most critical thing is the moment of shuttle!"
He shouted, "Those who still have weapons, come forward!"
Fang Xing took a step forward and found that there were only a few students like him, and he couldn't help but think about it.
(End of this chapter)
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