I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 477: I went


In the virtual world, Chen Feng had his hands on his back and stood in the playground surrounded by mountains, looking around.

The huge playground can't see the edge at a glance.

In the distance, the mountains are green, and one tall building after another rises into the night.

A tall clock tower stands on the far left, another monument stands on the right.

Behind Chen Feng is a majestic snow-capped mountain, with white clouds floating around halfway up the mountain.

The scene in front of Chen Feng's eyes is both real and illusory.

The reality is that with the computing power of today's stars, virtual reality has completely reached the level of being fake and real, and even the fragrance of grass in the breath is exactly the same as reality.

Unreal in Fanxing combines the appearance of the Daxueshan base in the multiple timelines of Chen Feng's memory.

Bell tower, monument, full simulation runway, soaring accommodation building, large-scale engineering development building...

These things appear in Daxueshan bases in different timelines.

"Fanxing, did you do it on purpose?"

Chen Feng said to the void.

The voice of the stars resounded in his mind, "but he didn't answer him, but instead asked him, do you know what the success rate of Pound's theory actually is?"

"How much?"

“2.37%.”

Chen Feng: "..."

After a while, he sighed, "It's a pity."

"You're sorry it's not you?"

"Yes, if it were me, that 2.37% is actually 100%."

"But even if you're on site, you won't be allowed to go. This trial doesn't consider the return route. You'll have to live."

Chen Feng nodded lightly, "Yeah. So that's why you chose the meeting place for me and Pang De in the Daxueshan base where multiple timelines are integrated?"

"Yes, this is where you have the most interaction with this warrior. He's about to get his sage code and will know a few things. Let him return to his homeland before he leaves, and maybe let him get the most out of him. The limit potential of 2.37% can be turned into 4.74%.”

Chen Feng nodded slightly, but he recalled the scene when Pang De was picked on by Brother Hu for helping him speak, and he ran laps with him for the first time.

Since then, this seemingly dull guy has actually been chasing him.

A moment later, Pound's figure appeared.

He has gray hair, but he is more muscular and his face is still determined.

Pang De scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and smiled naively, "First... hello sage."

Chen Feng: "Call me Brother Feng."

"Good brother Feng."

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes."

"I'm going."

"I know."

"Brother Feng, I'm not afraid of death. You said before that everyone will die. The important thing is whether there is any meaning in dying."

Chen Feng: "I copied this famous quote from someone else."

Pound grinned, "Brother Feng, is there anything you want to tell me in particular?"

Chen Feng thought for a while, "No. I have already taught you everything I can teach you. I just want to emphasize one point with you, you can definitely do it. I said it."

"Well, then I'll go."

"Go."

Three minutes later, a pair of enlarged and thickened Star Shadow Battle Armor was quietly standing in the delivery compartment of a special fast transport ship.

Of course, this transport ship has also been specially modified, and its task is to send Pound to a position no more than 50 million kilometers in front of the prismatic array.

Of course, the transport ship may also be shot down in the process of advancing, so 100 million kilometers is the lower limit.

In the universe not far from the space station, there are 10 million small assault ships that look exactly like special transport ships waiting quietly.

These are bait and cover.

"Major General Pound, have you bid farewell to your family?"

There should have been only technicians in the drop cabin, but there was an uninvited guest.

Pang De in the battle armor slowly opened his eyes, first looked down at a cyan vial in the palm of his hand, and said softly, "Yes, take Mr. Weilun."

Nai Wei Lun approached and lowered his voice: "The Academy of Philosophers asked me to apologize to you. I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the sage password until now."

Pound shook his head, "There's nothing to apologize for, I've been luckier than a lot of people. At least you haven't got your password yet with Mr. Willon."

He nodded with Wei Lun, "Yes, I am quite envious of you."

After a few more seconds of silence, the politician Nawei Lun suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to pass through the shield of the battle armor and saw Pound's eyes inside.

"Major General Pang De. In the past, you were the sage's recruit comrade-in-arms, and you fought alongside him eight times. Pang De, you are the 'Qin and Han' in historical data, you were his closest comrade-in-arms. You represent the sages This time, you are the direct disciple of the sages, you have accepted the teachings of the sages, you have shouldered the most important task so far in the century-old history of the human war against resistance, and you are being watched by the surviving hundreds of millions of people. Then, if you If you can accomplish this impossible, the sage's prestige will rise to the extreme, and the fighting spirit of the entire shadow galaxy will reach the peak. So, it's all up to you."

Pound was silent for a while, his breathing gradually became heavier, and after a long time he nodded, "Mr. Neville, I used to think that politicians are useless, but now you have changed my mind. You are a very powerful person. Thank you. ."

On the other side, Ou Qinglan, whose office is not far away, came in through an old-fashioned telephone, "The final test is completed, let's go."

Na Wei Lun turned and left, waving his hand.

Five minutes later, a fleet of 10,000,000 small assault ships rushed out of the third line of defense and headed straight for the asteroid belt in the distance.

At this time, the huge ten-layer Dyson membrane has just been torn apart.

The "corpses" of Dyson membranes are scattered across the universe in fragments, looking both spectacular and tragic.

The 30,000 compound-eye prism ships are gradually compressing their formations under the protection of countless small combat units, step by step closer to the asteroid belt full of human troops.

The short-term artillery fire in the distance has long been complemented by each other again, and a large number of ships, ground-based guns, missile launch towers, and disguised self-exploding meteorites lurking in the asteroid belt are fighting back frantically.

"I can."

Pound murmured in the armor.

His memories flowed suddenly.

The countless fragmented memories from childhood to adulthood are presented little by little.

He thinks of his own upbringing.

In these countless years, although he has never seen Chen Feng, Chen Feng has been ubiquitously affecting his life.

Therefore, when he took on this mortal task not long ago and obtained the sage code, Pound, as a major general and a seasoned and experienced professional soldier, received an indescribable impact.

So there were so many stories about us in that scene just now?

It's incredible. It turns out that my bond with the sages started long before I was born.

That's great.

I'm sorry too.

It's a pity he doesn't have more time to digest his mood.

Many people envied him.

Pound knows what these people envy, and envy that he is strong enough to take on such a task.

But Pound also knew he had more to admire.

The sage code has accompanied many people in their lives, but many people know that they are dying and do not know it.

Because the death of others came too suddenly, the Academy of Philosophy was too late, and there was no need to give the password to others.

But Pound is different.

He was born in ignorance and grew up in ignorance. Before he knew it, he was more than a hundred years old, but he could become an informed person in the final stage of his life.

How lucky is this?

So, I can do it, right?

It must be possible too!

Pang De slowly closed his eyes. Since he became Chen Feng's student, the intoxicating feeling of rapid progress has gradually boiled in his heart.

He begins to summarize and reflect on every detail of his operation.

Before Chen Feng and Ding Hu helped him find some detailed mistakes, he recognized, but he always felt that he didn't quite understand where the interlayer yarn was.

He knew it was wrong, but he didn't know how to be right.

He wants to improve, but has nowhere to start.

He is already stronger than 99.9999% of the world, but he always strives to be stronger.

Now, all confusion dissipated in an instant.

After some hazy things in his mind disintegrated, he became clearer than ever.

Many years ago, Chen Feng also sincerely envied Pang De's naive talent.

Chen Feng can always become the strongest recruit in the Daxueshan base. One is his talent, and the other is that he has been recruited several times more than others.

But Pound is always in hot pursuit behind him.

This guy has no chance of dying and coming back.

He still relies on talent, unparalleled talent.

In a sense, as a soldier, Pound is more focused than Chen Feng.

The four words "must succeed" became his only will at this moment.

In a tragic round of confrontation, the special transport ship successfully sent Pound to a position 5,700 kilometers in front of the prismatic ship, which was hit and exploded.

Chen Feng stood on the bridge with his hands on his back.

At this time, Morrowind-2 is performing a warp advance in the distant medium layer of warp space.

His 42 light-year long march still has a long way to go.

The star map in front of him converges in the narrow area of ​​the asteroid belt in front of the shadow system.

He clenched his fists slightly when he saw Pound's transport being hit.

Suddenly, his lips curled up.

Amidst the fireworks, a lightning-like figure broke through the flame's package and rushed out.

This figure was in the form of a fighter aircraft at first. It accelerated extremely fast, and began to advance along the winding curve. While avoiding the engulfment of the dark energy fog, it continued to launch the electron injection gun to detonate the self-destructing flies ambush along the way in advance.

This figure is getting faster and faster, changing direction more and more fiercely.

The blade beetle in charge of the guard noticed the uninvited guest and forcibly broke through the space and jumped over.

But at this time, the shadow had already deformed and turned into a human form.

Theoretically, the Humanoid Warframe is not the most perfect mode of rapid maneuvering.

But the training environment that Pound has always had as a special fighter must be taken into account. In the battlefield, his own adaptation degree must be taken into account.

Choose his most familiar battle armor form, which can prevent mistakes to the greatest extent and improve the success rate.

Pound inside opened his mouth and drank the blue potion.

The countdown to his life begins.

60, 59, 58...

In order to avoid the terrifying acceleration brought by the antimatter engine from instantly killing the operator inside, the creature absorbed the biological characteristics of the rock life that Chen Feng had seen before, and developed a petrochemical medicine.

In a sense, this potion is also a physical poison.

When the carbon-based life takes the petrochemical medicine, the body will irreversibly enter the petrified state and gradually become petrified.

During this process, the thinking speed of carbon-based life will gradually slow down, the organic matter in the body will also petrify, and finally become a real stone after 60 seconds.

It also means total death.

Boom!

Pound's Star Shadow Armor suddenly accelerated with the help of the antimatter engine, dodging the long-range attack of the blade beetle that slammed over his head and bombarded from above.

The Star Shadow Armor is getting faster and faster, gradually approaching the speed of light.

He's starting to change direction!

Go ahead!

Change direction!

Change direction again!

Go ahead!

After an instant, Pound turned into a streamer of broken lines, and began to advance continuously under the coverage of dense blade beetles, eight-legged beetles, frozen space coverage, self-exploding insects and prismatic artillery fire!

The distance is getting closer.

50 million kilometers!

Forty million!

Thirty million!

Twenty-three million!

……

Even Chen Feng~IndoMTL.com~, who was at the peak of human combat power, was shocked by this scene.

He smells himself on Pound.

This is the tenth level of Battle Intuition!

In the last battle of his life, Pound became the first one of all his students to reach the tenth level of combat intuition!

Forty-eight seconds have passed, and Pound's Star Shadow Armor has reached 10,000 kilometers in front of the prismatic ship!

He was six seconds ahead of schedule!

It only takes another 0.0333 seconds, and he can appear right in front of the prismatic ship that is opening its mouth and charging the Star Shattering Cannon!


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