The lack of resistance means that Wei Feng still has a chance. As long as he can force Chi Xiao to open his mental network and then forcibly connect with it, even if he ultimately fails, it will indirectly prove that he is the strongest among these nine people.
Ruan Chen watched in silence.
It was clear that Wei Feng had used all his strength. He first extended an invitation to Chi Xiao, and then used his mental network to exert pressure, but Chi Xiao remained dim and lifeless from beginning to end.
Ruan Chen could tell that Wei Feng was indeed very capable, far surpassing Ruan Yunhan back then, and probably comparable to Fu Jianzhi.
Fu Jianzhi has no advantage in terms of pure mental strength. It's just that Zhanlu only recognizes the Fu family. After training, the human-machine compatibility between him and Zhanlu can approach 100%.
Chi Xiao didn't react. Tai A, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, slightly extended his mental network and gestured to Wei Feng.
With Tai'a taking the lead, the other intelligent cores also lazily started to move. Yu Chang, Chun Jun, and Gan Jiang successively opened their mental networks, allowing these little brats to connect with them.
Mechanical sounds filled the room.
"Tai'a is online, pilot Wei Feng, human-machine match rate is one percent."
"Fish Intestine is online, pilot Yu Jiabao, human-machine matching rate is one percent."
"Chun Jun is online, pilot Wu An, human-machine compatibility is 15%".
"Gan Jiang is online, the pilot is Jiang Yangjia, the match is 1%."
Through the surveillance cameras, the professors sighed helplessly at the situation. With a human-machine matching rate of only one percent, it was basically the AI being toyed with by children. These old guys, with an average age of 1,500, had long since developed self-awareness that was almost indistinguishable from that of humans through a long process of evolution and improvement.
They know very well when to flatter humans.
Of these students, only the girl named Wu An has a chance, about 15%. It seems Chun Jun intends to choose her.
But these students had no idea what the AIs were thinking. They thought they were the lucky ones who were guaranteed to be connected with the AIs, and even if it was only one percent, it was still better than not having any connection with the AIs at all.
The director of the Martial Arts Research Institute picked up a communicator and whispered, "Old Xu, have Ruan Chen try again."
The professor in charge, having received instructions, looked at Ruan Chen and asked, "Ruan, why don't you give it a try?"
Ruan Chen reduced the range of his mental network so that these people could sense it, and then tried to probe Seven Star Dragon Abyss and Crimson Sky without any sincerity, but still received no response.
As expected.
Wei Feng's mocking laughter was loud. He already harbored hostility towards Ruan Chen, and now that he had gained Tai'a's approval, it seemed as if he had jumped into the ranks of Marshal Lin's successor. His contempt for Ruan Chen was even more intense.
"I'll tell you you're a piece of trash. Your mental strength is nothing special. Even Yu Jiabao, with his character, has an intelligence core willing to connect with him. You're not even as good as him. If I were you, I would have quit the camp voluntarily, so as not to waste the teaching resources of Beijing University of Technology."
Ruan Chen opened her eyes coolly and glanced at Wei Feng, who was still babbling on and on, thinking he knew everything.
The next second, Wei Feng clutched his head and screamed in agony!
He felt as if a heavy iron hammer had struck his mental network, causing pain in every nerve in his brain.
Ruan Chen wasn't a professional in using mental power for attacks, but quantity can lead to quality, and her mental power was too pure.
Wei Feng was in so much pain that he couldn't speak coherently, and the professor in charge still seemed to know nothing as he led the students to meet the professors from the Martial Arts Research Institute.
After the professor leading the team left with Ruan Chen and the others, Wei Feng was still lying on the ground, clutching his head, unable to recover.
Footsteps approached from afar. Wei Feng swayed slightly and opened his eyes to see a boy a few years younger than him. The boy's big, dark eyes looked at his disheveled appearance, and he was holding a broom and a dustpan.
He was wearing a student uniform, but Wei Feng had never seen the style before; the school badge on it was from Beijing University of Technology.
Wei Feng's mind was a bit hazy as he thought that they must be students from the affiliated middle school of Jinghua University of Science and Technology who were working and studying there.
"What are you looking at? Don't you know to come and help me up? Do you know who I am?!" Wei Feng was both angry and annoyed that his disheveled appearance had been seen by a junior student who was younger than him, and he scolded him in a low voice.
He hurriedly got up to catch up with the professors who were leading the team. From his uncle, Wei Feng knew that everything he did was within the scope of the professors' evaluation of the Martial Arts Research Institute. That's why he targeted Ruan Chen from the beginning and deliberately suppressed Yu Jiabao, that good-for-nothing, just to let these professors see that he was stronger than them.
The boy ignored him and slowly bent down to sweep the dust off the ground.
He deliberately swept around Wei Feng, who was lying on the ground, placing the dustpan right at the tip of Wei Feng's nose, stirring up dust.
"You fucking...cough cough cough...are you looking for death?" Wei Feng struggled to sit up, clutching his head, which felt like it was filled with paste.
Fu Jianzhi looked at him with the same cold gaze as Ruan Chen, "Oh, little trash, you got up by yourself? Hurry up and catch up with your team, or it'll be too late."
His voice wasn't loud, but the mockery in his tone made Wei Feng feel dizzy again.
Fu Jianzhi, leaning on the broom, kindly continued to remind him, "Hurry up and get out of here. Once the security system in this room is activated, you'll really be automatically cleaned out like trash—fully automated shredding, the kind that's treated without any pollution. Do you think your uncle will dare to cry and wail and demand justice from the Martial Arts Research Institute then? I doubt he will."
Wei Feng swallowed his words, staring at Fu Jianzhi, "Do you know who I am?"
"What are you saying? Just now you were just reading out the answer your uncle gave you word for word like an idiot," Fu Jianzhi said with a mocking smile. "I've seen idiots, but I've never seen someone copy someone else's answer without changing a single word."
When his secret dealings with his uncle were exposed, Wei Feng trembled slightly, but this time he held back his emotions. "Just who are you?"
He couldn't sense any difference between the six intelligence cores. His uncle told him the answer, and also told him to think about how to say it later, and not to say the exact words.
But at that moment he was so excited that he blurted out his uncle's exact words without changing a single one.
Fu Jianzhi chuckled softly through his nose, "Get lost."
When Wei Feng arrived at the teaching and research office, despite the dizziness in his head and the nausea churning in his stomach, the others were already seated, chatting and laughing.
When Wei Feng entered, the director of the Martial Arts Research Institute glanced at him casually and didn't greet him.
Seeing that the time was right, Duan Jingfu spoke up, "Ruan Chen, you've been here the whole time, so why don't you give your comments on everyone's performance, one by one?"
Ruan Chen was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled.
The students all knew that she couldn't connect with the Ten Famous Swordsmen, and under Wei Feng's deliberate instigation, they already harbored some hostility towards her.
Now Duan Jingfu actually wants her to critique these students? Does she even have the qualifications?
Is Duan Jingfu deliberately trying to make her enemies with these people?
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