Chapter 75 Shadow
Ye Heng's Adam's apple rolled. Seeing the lingering anger in Lin Yao's eyes, he finally swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue and only whispered, "I'll change it."
Lin Yao nodded, putting the matter on hold.
The two of them walked into the cave, and the air was filled with complex smells.
It was like burnt protein mixed in damp soil, with a slight burnt fragrance, mixed with a stench similar to rotten seaweed, and a faint bitter smell.
The smell of the burning Guyin insect has not dissipated after so many days because the cave is closed.
When they reached a position fifty meters underground, the original corpse was gone, and the two men had not come here for that purpose.
Instead, he was looking for something in the surrounding rock walls.
"I'll be on the left and you on the right." Ye Heng squeezed Lin Yao's hand.
"Be careful." Lin Yao also responded by pinching and giving a warning, then took Shasha to the right.
Ye Heng stood where he was and watched Lin Yao walk away for a distance before turning around and starting to look for him.
Not a single inch of the rock face was left untouched.
Finally, the two of them drove the mecha down to the passage connecting to the cave.
Finally, the two arrived at the bottom of the cave. When Lin Yao looked up, his neck felt a little sore.
The vertical distance of three hundred meters makes the hole at the top smaller.
"There's nothing along this road." Ye Heng's voice came from behind, "But there are traces there."
"In other words, among the seven people who stayed here that day, someone recovered the device?" Lin Yao still kept his head raised, but he paid some attention to Ye Heng.
"I just don't know who it is!" Ye Heng also came over and looked up at the cave entrance three hundred meters away with him.
Lin Yao didn't respond, and a killer ice-blue light lit up in the dark cave.
All the relics were cleared away, leaving only the blood-stained soil, a dark brown-red color, which retained the heaviness of life passing away.
"What is that?" Lin Yao walked closer curiously to see the rock wall that was knocked down by the golden-red vines.
Just now, Shasha released both colored vines. During the stretching process, the golden and red one hit a rock wall, which was only 10 centimeters from the ground.
It would be better to say that it is a layer of mud hanging on the outside of the rock wall because it is close to the ground.
A large piece of it fell off when it was rubbed by the golden-red vines, and in the mud lay a black metal pen.
Ye Heng walked over and stopped Lin Yao's outstretched hand. He was the one who could do this kind of dirty work.
The metal pen was picked up and after cleaning it was discovered that it had the logo of the Flying Feather Legion on it.
Ye Heng and Lin Yao looked at each other. This was probably the item that belonged to a fallen Feather Sentinel.
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The roar of the Red Shadow's main ship's engine gradually subsided on the apron of the transfer station. The hull reflected the artificial sunlight of the transfer station, like a dormant giant beast.
The robotic arm was connecting to the energy interface in an orderly manner, and a light blue energy flow was injected into the hull through the pipe. The energy value on the display screen was rising at a steady rate.
The soldiers took advantage of the breaks between stops to hang out on the deck, gathering in groups of three or four, but their topic always revolved around the interminable cold war on Mingsha Star.
"Do you think the Marshal and Major Lin have reconciled?"
Xiao Zhang rubbed his hands together, his eyes constantly glancing out the porthole. "The main ship has already arrived at the transfer station, but there's still no news about their carrier-based craft."
Zhao Ke leaned against the railing and took a sip of his energy drink. "What's the rush? There's no rush for this kind of thing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone nearby started making a noise.
It turned out that some people speculated that the two had reconciled, some thought not, and some said yes.
"I bet they haven't reconciled!" The speaker was sentry Xiao Wu, the sentry who was almost scared to death by Lin Yao.
He patted his chest as he spoke, "How can I let go of such a strong anger just like that?"
"I don't agree!" Another sentry, Wang Peng, immediately retorted.
He had an enigmatic look on his face, his tone cadenced as he said, "Perhaps they had already reconciled on Mingsha Star, and they were just deliberately following slowly to enjoy the warmth."
Finally, he gave Xiao Wu a look of disdain: "What do you, an unmarried guy, know?
"What Wang Peng said makes sense. He is probably on his way to the transfer station now!" The sentry standing next to Wang Peng patted Wang Peng on the shoulder to express his position.
The two groups of people were arguing with each other, and finally they started a bet. The losing side had to wash the winner's socks for three days.
Xiao Zhang also became interested and quickly joined in: "I bet they've made peace! The Marshal cares so much about Major Lin, he must have coaxed him into peace long ago."
Everyone responded, and the atmosphere on the deck became lively because of this bet.
Everyone was secretly praying in their hearts that their bet would come true. After all, no one wanted to wash smelly socks.
This scene was seen by Ye Mang, Xu Li, Zhao Kun, Lin Yue and other guards who were passing by.
Ye Mang's eyes instantly lit up like a wolf that had found its prey. He rubbed his hands excitedly, and suddenly nudged Xu Li next to him with his elbow, shouting:
"Hey, Xu Li, look at this, it's quite lively! Let's join in the fun and make a bet on whether they've reconciled or not."
Xu Li's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Ye Mang with disdain, then raised his hand and pushed his arm aside: "Go away, do you still need to gamble on this?"
Zhao Kun also nodded, with a hint of a smile on his face. He pushed up his non-existent glasses and said seriously:
"That's right, it's a done deal for them to reconcile. Ye Mang, stop messing around and save your energy. You still have work to do later."
Lin Yue folded his arms across his chest and agreed, "That's right, there's no suspense in this bet at all. I don't want to waste my time with you."
When Ye Mang heard this, his rebellious spirit suddenly emerged.
He raised his head and said with his neck stiff:
"If you don't want to bet, I'll bet on it myself! I don't believe they can reconcile so quickly. I bet they haven't reconciled! If you lose, I'll wash your socks for three days, no! A month's worth. Do you dare?"
Xu Li sighed helplessly, patted Ye Mang's shoulder, and continued to go upstairs without saying whether he agreed or not. The other two followed him.
Ye Mang looked at the three people like this and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Tsk"
Although Zhao Ke did not participate in the gambling, his eyes would occasionally sweep towards the entrance of the waterway in the distance.
This cold war is causing a lot of controversy, and who knows how these two arrogant people will end up?
More than half of the four-hour docking time had passed, and when the energy replenishment progress bar jumped to 86%, a report suddenly came from the watchtower: The signal of the ship-borne craft was detected!
The soldiers on the ship suddenly became agitated and rushed to the portholes.
A black carrier-based craft cut through the atmosphere and landed smoothly in the reserved position on the apron, with a slight tremor as the landing gear touched the ground.
The cabin door slowly opened, and Ye Heng walked down first. When he turned around, he naturally reached out to support Lin Yao, but paused in mid-air and finally just stepped aside.
Lin Yao followed behind with a leisurely pace. The vine wrapped around his wrist was a soft ice-blue color, and the leaves were stretched out, no longer having the sharp golden-red edge.
There was still half a step between the two of them. They were not talking, but there was no tension as before.
Ye Heng walked on the left, his eyes unconsciously looking at Lin Yao;
Shasha would occasionally stretch out a young leaf and gesture something in the air, and occasionally Ye Heng would nod and say something.
"It's changed! Shasha has changed color!" Xiao Zhang excitedly tugged at Zhao Ke's arm, his voice trembling. "They must have reconciled! I won!"
Xiao Wu stared at the ice-blue vines, his face instantly falling. He raised his hand and slapped himself on the forehead: "It's over, it's over, Three Days Socks won't be able to escape!"
He looked at Lin Yao with a calm expression, but the coldness in his eyes had long since dissipated. "I should have made peace with you earlier."
Who would have thought that Major Lin, who had gone crazy killing people on the battlefield, would calm down so quickly!
Wang Peng laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh and put his arm around Xiao Wu's neck:
"Brother, you have to clean my socks for the next three days, especially the ones inside my training boots. Don't be lazy!"
"Go to hell!" Xiao Wu pushed his hand away, his face full of annoyance but not really angry.
"Just wash it. Three days of smelly socks for a good atmosphere is worth it!"
These words touched everyone's heart.
There was a sudden echo on the deck, and all the heads that had drooped due to losing the bet were raised, and the annoyance on their faces was gradually replaced by relief.
Ye Mang on the other side was even more exaggerated, squatting on the ground with his head in his hands and wailing:
"Oh my god! It's only been a month! The three of you have such a huge pile of stinky socks!"
Xu Li kicked him, but his eyes were full of smiles: "Who told you to be so stubborn? I told you they would reconcile, but you refused to believe me."
Zhao Kun and Lin Yue also laughed. Lin Yue bent down and patted Ye Mang on the back:
"We should be happy right now. The two of them are in a cold war, and we even have to tiptoe to get food."
"Also, you don't have to wash my socks."
Zhao Kun and Xu Li also said that there was no need to wash the socks, not because of friendship, but because they felt that Ye Mang was not as good at washing socks as a laundry robot.
The starship was sailing smoothly in the channel, and outside the portholes were the glittering star trails.
After entering the main ship, Lin Yao and Ye Heng still lived together, and they got along normally.
They worked and ate together, but the intimacy between them was less than before.
Fortunately, the low pressure has almost dissipated, and the soldiers no longer have to worry about the weather and watch the weather conditions. Even the slogans during training have become louder.
The night before arriving at the Sphenoid Galaxy, the starship entered the regular route.
When the projection of the last page of the combat review meeting went out, Ye Heng closed the tactical board and turned his head to look at Lin Yao:
"The Sentinels on the starship have plans to compete at the Legion Training Network tonight. Do you want to go and see?"
Lin Yao was looking at the analysis report in his brain. Hearing this, he looked up and said, "It's better to go and take a look."
The two walked side by side towards the lounge. In the corridor, they met a few sentries who saluted and greeted them.
There is a connecting cabin to the legion training ground in the lounge.
Ye Heng was not in a hurry to enter the warehouse. Instead, he told Lin Yao that he had to go through the verification process for his first login, which would probably take a long time.
So let Lin Yao go in first. He is outside. Just call him if you need anything.
Lin Yao replied with a yes, "Which warehouse are you going into?"
"left."
"Okay!" After Lin Yao confirmed that he entered the left side, he opened the connecting compartment on the right and lay down in it.
The first login process was indeed rather cumbersome. A series of identity verification prompts awaited him: iris scan, mental power fluctuation verification, military registration password...
After a series of operations, the startup sound of the cabin finally sounded.
Hearing this sound, Ye Heng knew that the verification was over. He opened the left cabin with familiarity, and the neural connection line automatically stuck to the back of his neck.
By the time Lin Yao's consciousness was loaded into the training network, Ye Heng was already standing in a silver-white square.
The Legion's training ground certainly cannot change its appearance at will, and everyone's appearance remains the same.
The virtual figures around were as dense as a tide, and all I could hear were the shouts of various legions.
Lin Yao walked to Ye Heng and looked at the combat uniforms of the various legions.
The ten major legions of Red Shadow, Flying Feather, White Tiger, Dragon Sovereign, Giant Wolf, Star Breaking, Black Armor, Dark Owl, Shadow Fox, and Cloud Wing are all present.
It was the first time in such a long time that Lin Yao saw all the legions at once.
Ye Heng pointed to the fighting arena and the two of them headed towards that direction.
On the way, Ye Heng brought up the virtual interface for Lin Yao to see. The mode was similar to the national training ground, but the mission module and leisure area were cut out, and all the modules were training modules for soldiers.
Fighting, shooting, mecha coordination, mental simulation confrontation, all soldier tactical subjects are available here.
As he was speaking, Lin Yue came over and said, "Marshal! Major Lin! The Longxiong guys just announced that they want to challenge us to a hand-to-hand combat match! The match has already begun!"
Lin Yao looked towards the fighting area. The virtual audience seats there were already full of people. The Red Shadow sentinels were gathered in the center of the venue, all ready to fight.
Ye Heng told Lin Yue to cheer up the sentries and not to embarrass themselves.
Then he patted Lin Yao on the back and pointed to the viewing platform at the edge of the fighting arena: "Let's take a look at the excitement first."
Lin Yao followed Ye Heng onto the viewing platform. The virtual steps felt slightly elastic when stepped on.
As soon as he gained his footing, a thunderous cheer erupted from the center of the fighting arena.
One of Chiying's sentries rolled to avoid Longxiong's opponent's sweeping kick, and hit the opponent's ribs with a backhand elbow.
The words "Effective Attack" instantly popped up on the virtual judgment screen.
Ye Heng leaned on the railing of the viewing platform and nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that the daily training was very effective.
Lin Yao stared at the scene.
Longxiong's sentry obviously didn't expect the other party to fight so hard. He staggered back two steps and quickly adjusted his posture.
With his arms crossed in front of his chest, he changed his steps and actually assumed the defensive posture of the Black Armor Legion.
The next moment, he suddenly rushed forward, and his fist, carrying the buzzing of virtual energy, went straight to the face of the Red Shadow Sentinel.
"Change the strategy?" Lin Yao raised his eyebrows slightly.
"That's the good thing about Longxiong's people: they learn from everyone else's strengths." Ye Heng smiled. "But our soldiers aren't stupid either. They're going to fight back."
As soon as the words fell, the Red Shadow Sentinel suddenly crouched down, grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand, and slid his right hand up along the arm.
He actually used the White Tiger Legion's grappling technique to forcibly block the attack of the Dragon Soaring Sentinel.
The two men entangled in an instant, and the dull sound of fists and feet colliding could be heard through the viewing platform.
The judgment screen continuously refreshed the data, and the prompts of "Longxiong Score" and "Red Shadow Score" flashed alternately.
The cheering team on the sidelines also gathered their strength, and the Red Shadow sentry shouted at the top of his lungs, "Lock his joints!"
Longxiong was shouting, "Attack his lower body! Attack his lower body!", with each wave of shouting getting louder and louder.
"Is it the third game already?" Lin Yao asked casually as he looked at the two people exchanging places on the field.
"Well, two wins and one draw." Ye Heng called up the battle records, "Not bad."
But as soon as he finished speaking, the situation on the field changed.
The Longxiong Sentinel seemed to be enraged and suddenly gave up the defense.
He rushed forward, exchanging injuries for injuries, and withstood the side kick of the Red Shadow Sentinel, pinning the man to the ground and locking his throat.
When the words "Longxiong wins" popped up on the virtual judgment screen, the Longxiong soldiers on the viewing platform immediately cheered.
"What a pity." Ye Heng sighed, but didn't feel much regret. "I was too impatient. I shouldn't have taken that last move head-on."
Lin Yao nodded. He looked towards the sidelines. Chiying's sentries were reviewing the game with their defeated companions. No one was complaining. They were all discussing the flaws while pointing at the video.
"But it was worth losing. It's better to lose on the training ground than on the battlefield."
The next round started soon, and Chiying replaced the sentry with a small one.
His body was as nimble as a fish, and he would squeeze in and out of the gaps between Longxiong's opponent's fists and feet, picking on their flaws to attack.
The onlookers were laughing.
In the center of the fighting arena, Chiying and Longxiong's sentinels fought back and forth, and the virtual energy rays intertwined into a web under the lights.
The two men stood side by side on the viewing platform, occasionally talking in low voices and discussing the tactics on the field.
As soon as the halftime whistle sounded, hearty laughter came from the other side of the viewing stands.
Wei Qing, the leader of the Longxiang Army, strode over, his dark combat uniform embroidered with dragon patterns outlined in silver thread.
"Ye Heng, don't just look at him!" Wei Qing patted Ye Heng's shoulder with great force.
"You, the new recruits at Red Shadow, are so good at fighting. As a marshal, why don't you show off your skills?"
The surroundings immediately erupted in boos, with the Chiying sentries shouting at the top of their lungs, "Marshal! Show Captain Lu your skills!"
Ye Heng raised an eyebrow and glanced at Lin Yao beside him. Seeing the smile on his face, he stood up straight and asked, "Captain Lu, do you want to spar?"
"How could it be fake?" Wei Qing moved his wrists, his knuckles making a virtual crisp sound.
"Those who lose will be punished by drinking a jar of wine at the Central Star celebration banquet."
As they spoke, the two men walked down from the viewing platform. The sentries in the center of the fighting arena immediately retreated to both sides, making room.
Wei Qing assumed a fighting stance, his footwork steady and composed. Clearly a veteran of years of combat experience, he said, "I won't let you down."
Ye Heng didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
The virtual wind blew up the strands of hair on his forehead, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife.
The relaxed feeling I had just had while watching was gone, and the aura around me suddenly tightened.
The moment the whistle sounded again, Wei Qing took the lead in attacking.
Although he was a big man, his movements were surprisingly agile. He threw a straight punch with a sound of breaking through the air, and there was also a back-up move hidden in the punch.
"So fast!" someone whispered in the viewing stand.
Lin Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw Ye Heng not retreat but advance, his left foot steadying his center of gravity as if nailed to the ground, and his right hand stretched out like lightning.
It was not a block, but a precise grip on the inside of Wei Qing's wrist, which was the weak point for exerting force.
"Tsk, that's cruel!" Wei Qing groaned and tried to break free, but found that his wrist was locked like an iron clamp.
The force was so strong that the entire arm would go numb with the slightest struggle.
He acted decisively and used his left elbow to hit Ye Heng's ribs, trying to force him to let go.
But Ye Heng's judgment was faster than his.
Almost at the moment when Wei Qing's left arm moved, the hand holding the opponent's wrist suddenly exerted force.
He pulled it forward and to the side, and at the same time swung his right leg like a whip, accurately kicking the outside of the knee of Wei Qing's supporting leg.
Wei Qing reacted extremely quickly. He used the pulling force to twist his body suddenly, avoiding the force point of his knee. At the same time, he changed his left fist into a palm and chopped it hard at Ye Heng's neck.
Ye Heng had anticipated this and the moment he released his wrist, he ducked and rolled sideways, barely avoiding the palm wind, his fingertips brushing against Wei Qing's waist.
That is the connection point of the Longxiong combat suit's defense module.
Wei Qing felt a numbness in his waist and paused for half a second. Ye Heng had already rolled closer, pressing his elbow against his lower abdomen and his knee against the inside of his thigh.
"Bang!"
Wei Qing stumbled back three steps, clutching his stomach and laughing: "You're beating me to death!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his center of gravity, and swept his right leg across, bringing a strong wind towards Ye Heng's lower body.
In terms of lower body stability, the soldiers of the Longxiong Legion are among the best among the ten legions.
Ye Heng did a backflip, avoiding the sweeping kick, and at the same time, he clenched his left fist and punched Wei Qing's shoulder as fast as lightning.
Wei Qing's shoulders felt sore, and the force of his sweeping blow suddenly lost.
He simply rushed forward, his arms opened like iron clamps, trying to hold Ye Heng in his arms and suppress him with wrestling skills.
The cheers in the viewing stands suddenly rose. This was the close combat that Wei Qing was best at. Once entangled, it would be difficult for him to break free with his strength advantage.
But Ye Heng doesn't play by the rules.
When he was about to be hugged, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Wei Qing in the chest, using the reaction force to create some distance.
This move was fast and dangerous. Wei Qing's embrace missed, but his chest was kicked, causing his blood to surge.
Just as he stood firm, he saw Ye Heng landing on the ground and turning over, his right foot making a sound of breaking through the air, heading straight for his face.
"Beautiful!" Someone in the viewing stand cheered.
Wei Qing was forced to lean back to avoid the fierce kick, while grabbing Ye Heng's ankles with both hands and pulling them back violently.
Ye Heng took advantage of the momentum to twist his body in the air, bent his left knee, and hit Wei Qing's back of the hand hard.
Wei Qing let go in pain, and Ye Heng landed steadily, three meters away from him. After exhaling lightly, his breathing returned to normal, and his eyes were as sharp as before.
In just half a minute, the two had exchanged nearly twenty moves, and the transition between offense and defense was so fast that it was dazzling.
Wei Qing shook the numb back of his hand, his eyes filled with fighting spirit: "Come again!"
He suddenly changed his tactics, his steps transformed into the strangulation step of the Black Armor Legion, and he attacked with his fists alternately, bringing up a gust of wind as he approached Ye Heng.
Ye Heng did not retreat but advanced, his figure weaving in and out of the fist shadows like a slippery fish.
He did not take the punch head-on, but only moved in the gaps. His fingertips, elbows, and knees all became weapons, and he took advantage of the gaps in Wei Qing's movements to attack.
Wei Qing's fist grazed the edge of Ye Heng's clothes three times, but didn't even touch a piece of fabric.
Instead, Ye Heng hit him repeatedly on his ribs, waist, thighs and other parts. Although the force was not strong, it interrupted his rhythm of exerting force frequently.
At the 32nd move, Wei Qing swung his left fist again.
Ye Heng suddenly stopped dodging and moved closer to the fist.
He turned his right wrist and clasped the back of his fist at an incredible angle, while his left hand pressed down on his elbow and his knee pressed against his hip.
These three fulcrums formed a stable triangle, locking Wei Qing's power firmly.
broken!
Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to withdraw his strength but found that his whole body was restrained, as if he was trapped in an invisible net.
Ye Heng's eyes flashed, and he twisted his wrist suddenly to the outside while pushing his knee upward.
Wei Qing felt a piercing pain in his arm, his hips were pushed off balance, and he fell forward involuntarily.
Ye Heng let go of his hand and gently pushed him from behind.
The push seemed light, but it just happened that he couldn't find any leverage.
"Bang!" Wei Qing fell heavily on the virtual floor, splashing energy ripples.
The whole audience was silent at first, and then broke into deafening applause.
"Marshal is awesome! This locking technique is incredible!"
"Over thirty moves! Captain Lu didn't gain even a single advantage!"
Wei Qing got up from the ground, rubbing his back and exclaiming in amazement: "You kid... you're still so ruthless."
Although he lost, there was no regret on his face, instead he smiled even more happily.
"I'm convinced. I'll keep the jar of wine for the celebration banquet in mind."
Ye Heng was planning to walk back to the viewing platform, but he was stopped by Chi Ying's sentries and asked about his moves, leaving him stranded for a moment.
Lin Yao was on the viewing platform, watching Ye Heng answer the sentinels' questions seriously.
On the other side of the field, Wei Qing was also being reviewed by Longxiong's sentries, his face flushed with excitement.
The atmosphere in the fighting arena reached a new height.
Xiao Zhang originally wanted to ask Ye Heng for some tips, but he squeezed in for a long time and couldn't get in.
When I looked around, I saw Lin Yao.
He ran to the viewing platform breathlessly, with an expectant blush on his face. He looked at Lin Yao and spoke cautiously:
"Major Lin, look... the fight between the Marshal and Captain Lu was so exciting just now, and we suddenly remembered something."
Xiao Zhang swallowed his saliva, his voice full of excitement:
"We all watched the battle where 'Shadow' challenged three major legions at once."
Lin Yao raised his eyebrows and motioned him to continue.
"So, can you log in to 'Shadow' once? It doesn't matter if you don't compare, but just log in." Xiao Zhang scratched his head and said sincerely.
Several sentries who heard the noise echoed:
"Yes, Major Lin! We really want to see it!"
Lin Yao tapped his fingertips lightly on the virtual railing. "Ying's data is stored in the National Training Ground. Can it be connected to the Legion Network?"
The excitement on Xiao Zhang's face froze for a moment, and he shrank back, scratching his head: "I, I'm not sure about this..."
The anticipation in his eyes had not yet faded, and he clenched his fists and said, "Major Lin, please wait a moment! I'll go ask the marshal!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed into the crowd like a cannonball, elbowing left and right, and squeezed out a gap between the layers of sentries.
Ye Heng had just finished answering a few sentries' questions when Xiao Zhang rushed over to him with a red face, his voice even louder than when he had just shouted "Come on!"
"Marshal! Major Lin asked if we could move the Shadow's data from the National Training Grounds to the Legion Network!"
These words were like a thunderclap, instantly silencing the surroundings.
The sentries surrounding Ye Heng were stunned at first, then their eyes lit up and reflected light.
Even Wei Qing over there forgot about the outcome of the previous sparring match and tugged at Ye Heng's arm with even greater force than before:
"Shadow? It's that Shadow, right?"
Before Ye Heng could respond, he suddenly cried out "Ah!" and slapped his thigh as if he remembered something important.
"I remember now! A few days ago, that old man Cang Lie told me that your guide is Ying!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the discussions around stopped instantly, and even the passing sentries stopped and listened with their ears erect like radar.
Wei Qing didn't notice any of this. He stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned his gaze to the viewing platform.
Lin Yao was standing by the railing, his profile appearing particularly clear under the virtual light, and he looked gentle. When he saw him looking over, he even smiled at him.
Where is the slightest trace of the whipworm in the virtual battlefield?
"Well, I'm here today." Wei Qing rubbed his hands, unable to hide the excitement on his face.
"Not only did I exchange moves with Ye Heng, but I also got to see Shadow with my own eyes. I can brag about it to Cang Lie for half a year when I get home!"
The sentries around him also joined in the booing, and the atmosphere became even more heated than before.
"Oh my god! What a wonderful day today is!"
A sentry from the Black Armor Legion pounded his thigh. "Back then, in order to hide from Shadow, our legion spent a month or so guarding the National Training Grounds, and we didn't even see the corner of a cloak!"
"More than that!" The sentry of the Giant Wolf Legion replied, his tone full of emotion.
"The ten legions took turns to stake out the spot, but they never made it back up!"
Ye Heng was so confused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He caught a glimpse of Lin Yao looking at him from the viewing platform.
He turned to Xiao Zhang and said, "Tell Major Lin that Bian Miao is already debugging the database that can be connected to the national training ground."
Xiao Zhang responded with a cry and tried his best to squeeze back.
The sentries in front of the viewing platform had been listening with their ears pricked up. When they saw Xiao Zhang running back, they all stretched their necks waiting for news.
When they heard the words "accessible", the whole audience instantly erupted in cheers even louder than when they were watching the fight just now.
"Can you really see shadows?!"
"Did I hear correctly? Is it the shadow in the gray-black cloak?"
Lin Yao stood by the railing, listening to the commotion below, and the tapping of his fingertips stopped.
The murderous vines gently wrapped around his wrist, the icy blue color reflecting the understanding in his eyes.
He knew this kind of obsession too well. It was like a game player's yearning for a god-level account, an obsession engraved in his bones.
Ye Heng walked up to him at some point, with a smile in his voice: "Are you ready to make their dream come true?"
Lin Yao: "It depends on Bian Miao's speed."
As soon as he finished speaking, the indicator light on Ye Heng's virtual communicator lit up.
He clicked on it and saw a message from Bian Miao:
[Marshal, the National Training Ground database has been connected. Just have Major Lin log in directly with Shadow's account. The permissions have been adjusted.]
Ye Heng raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yao: "Bian Miao said it's done, just log in with your account."
Lin Yao said "hmm" and swiped his fingertips across the virtual interface twice, as if activating the login program.
The noise in the whole venue died down quietly at this moment, and even the breathing seemed to be lighter.
The sentries all held their breath and stared at the viewing platform without blinking. Even Wei Qing put away his joking expression and stretched his neck to look.
Everyone wants to be the first to see the black-cloaked figure that only exists in legends.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The lights of the virtual training ground were flowing quietly, but Lin Yao on the viewing platform did not move for a long time. He just tapped his fingertips unconsciously on the virtual railing, with a frown on his face.
A small discussion began to be heard below:
"Why is there no movement?"
"Is there something wrong?"
Ye Heng also noticed something was wrong and leaned over to Lin Yao and whispered, "What's wrong? Can't you climb up?"
Lin Yao's fingertips paused, and he turned his head to look at him, with a rare look of helplessness on his face:
"I've stuffed the laptop containing the account 'Shadow' deep into my storage ring."
He paused and added, "We have to look for it."
Ye Heng was stunned at first, then burst out laughing: "You..."
Although the words were not spoken loudly, they happened to be heard by several sentries in the front row who were listening with their ears perked up.
The originally tense and expectant atmosphere suddenly became a little funny, and some people couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Immediately afterwards, low laughter spread out like ripples, but no one felt disappointed. Instead, they felt that it was a bit more genuinely interesting.
Wei Qing yelled at the top of his lungs, "Major Lin, take your time! We can wait! If all else fails, I'll have Longxiong's men build you a ladder to access the storage ring!"
"That's right!" someone chimed in, "We've been squatting here for a month or so without any complaints, so why would we care about just a few moments?"
Lin Yao glanced down helplessly, his fingertips moving quickly on the virtual interface, as if he was remotely mobilizing things in the storage ring.
Ye Heng leaned on the railing, watching him search seriously, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.
Who would have thought that the "Shadow" that the ten legions had been trying so hard to find would now show such an embarrassing side in front of everyone because he could not find the login light computer.
The wind in the virtual training ground blew with a faint breath of energy, dispelling some of the tension, but making the anticipation even more eager.
Everyone was waiting, waiting for the gray-black cloaked figure to walk out from the depths of the data and overlap with Lin Yao at this moment.
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Amidst the laughter and anticipation of the crowd, Lin Yao's figure suddenly flickered on the viewing platform, like a projection with an unstable signal.
After the second flash, a gray-black figure appeared in the same place.
The wide hooded cloak covered most of his face, revealing only his well-defined jaw and a pale neck. Ten golden-red vines spread out behind him.
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