I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 121: Virtuality and reality

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The icy virtual cabin was opened, Yang Fan sat up from the cabin with a confused face, his eyes were not focused, and his brain was still in a blank state.

He is a bit unclear whether he is in a dream or in reality.

He was just killing monsters and beasts in Rongcheng, saving people, experiencing the tide of spiritual power, and experiencing the thrill of rapid upgrade.

Why is he sitting in this icy machine that looks like a coffin next second?

What does it mean that the game time is over, is he not in a dream now?

The memory fragments in my mind will always play such ghost tricks, attaching his subconscious to the main body of memory instantly, and passively appreciate the most profound experience in the main memory.

This time it feels a little different. The numbness on my body is too real, and it is no longer the perspective of God, but my consciousness is really integrated with this body.

Brush!

The faint light in the room lights up. On the display screen less than two meters across from Yang Fan, a string of information suddenly appears, and a sound familiar to Yang Fan sounds on the screen.

"Student Yang Fan, the assessment result is C, but the assessment failed, I hope to make persistent efforts next time, and strive to be admitted to the famous federal school you want!"

Yang Fan is an agitator, and he quickly looks up. Isn’t that the system’s guy’s prompt sound? Why did it come to his dream?

Yang Fan’s personal results seem to be recorded on the electronic screen. Yang Fan looked at it and quickly read the content written above:

Name: Yang Fan

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Budo level: Martial Artist Level 2

Classes: 29th grade in the third grade

Evaluation time: 8 hours

Assessment content: In the "Salvation" game, successfully reverse the decline of the human race before the end of the world, spread martial arts, expose the demon conspiracy, and save more fellow human race.

Assessment score: C grade (failed)

Systematic evaluation: The candidate has a correct mind and has the heart of saving the human race and encouraging the human race. However, the overall situation is inadequate, there is no leadership ability, no commanding ability, the martial arts talent is average, and the spiritual talent is insufficient. Personality defects: low self-esteem, mania, stubbornness, there are certain psychological hidden dangers, slight persecution of delusions, the theorem is recommended for psychological intervention treatment.

Explanation: The above results are all independently judged by the "Salvation" wisdom brain, real and effective, without any human intervention, within three days after the assessment, candidates can check the assessment results at any time.

For a while, Yang Fan was so forceful, how could he become the waste wood with only martial arts class two?

Also, what the **** is this "Salvation" game?

Don’t the mock exams take place in the eastern suburbs of Xichu City, how come it has become a game now?

Yang Fan has a headache, it doesn’t seem to be a dream, but he still seems to be in a dream. What the **** is going on?

"Student Yang Fan, the assessment is over, please leave now!"

"Student Yang Fan, the assessment is over, please leave now!"

A familiar urging sound came again from the screen. Yang Fan frowned, struggling to get down from the virtual cabin, and walked blankly towards the door of the room. He was going to take a look outside, maybe outside Some different clues.

Brush!

Yang Fan just walked to the door, the camera on the door scanned independently, and the door opened automatically.

"Xiaofan! You can come out!"

As soon as Yang Fan went out, he was pulled by a familiar middle-aged woman and asked him: "The assessment is long over, why did you come out? I told you long ago, don’t Too concerned about the assessment results, after graduation, you will help your dad in the store, as well as being able to support your family."

"If you really want to go to school, let your dad go to apply for a martial arts for you, and you can continue to practice martial arts."

"Don’t always think about going out of town. The hunted monsters are dying so many people every year. If you go out with them, can the old lady sleep well every day in the future?"

The woman was holding Yang Fan and nagging, but it made Yang Fan's heart warm for a while, and the lonely and lost feelings disappeared, and the memory that originally belonged to this body began to flood like a tide. His blank brain.

"Mom, stop talking!" Yang Fan screamed naturally, looking at the woman who had raised him for 18 years in front of her, and solemnly said: "You don't have to worry about me, I've grown up And, I’m used to it. It’s just a mock exam, and it won’t hit me at all.”

Comrade Zhao Linglan was stunned and looked up seriously at his eldest son. There was some pantothenic acid in his heart. The sentence was used to it, and it was full of all the hardships and pains of the child in high school for three years.

She raised her hand and touched some of Yang Fan’s cold face clips, holding his head to her forehead, and said softly: "Stupid son, the martial arts talents can't help others, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Go , Go home with mom, your dad made you your favorite egg noodle!"

Yang Fan's eyes lit up: "Is there any eggs in the store again?"

"Yeah, I just received two 100-pound turkey eggs from your uncle Zhang, sold one, and one was reserved for you and your sister." Zhao Linglan took Yang Fan's arm. Go outside and say, "Let's go back now, maybe your dad is ready!"

There is no one to mention the assessment results. For a student who is the last one in each assessment, it is meaningless to ask what the examination results are.

Although this time the assessment is very different, the high school graduates of the entire Federation, for the first time, tried a virtual simulation test with a 100% virtual game cabin for the first time, but no matter what, the assessment cannot be separated from strength and talent. item.

So, Zhao Linglan knows that for her eldest son Yang Fan, the results of any assessment are almost the same, it is better not to ask.

"Son, is your mind okay?" After two steps, Zhao Linglan stopped suddenly and looked at Yang Fan seriously: "When I saw you just now, it looked dumb as if not at all. It’s the same as knowing me, it’s not memory confusion, haven’t you awakened from the virtual assessment yet?”

"Are you there?" Yang Fan felt a little guilty. "I just felt a little confused, and my mind was a little sober. But now it is much better, and everything has been remembered."

"Look, how could the old lady feel wrong?" Zhao Linglan looked like this, and then began to whisper and complain: "I really don't understand why the Federation wants to use such a highly virtual device to give You quasi-warriors use it. I heard that even the most determined warrior might lose himself in a virtual game and cannot distinguish the boundary between virtual and reality. The side effects are not small!"

Yang Fan nodded his postscript: "Virtual scenes are really difficult to distinguish, but the federal government naturally has its considerations in doing so. How can these little old surnames have the power to intervene? I believe that the federal government should not harm us. !"

Zhao Linglan gave his son a white look: "Justice is right and wrong, the old lady will naturally carry it, but I am not worried that your head will be confused. I heard that the side effects of the virtual game are not small. If you feel anything wrong, , Be sure to tell Mom, you know?"

Yang Fan nodded again and again, but he still remembered his great achievements in the Rongcheng massacre, and his spirit began to be a little trance.

In the corridor, on the campus, Yang Fan saw many familiar faces, such as Huayue, Xia Zixuan, Severe Cold, and Teacher Wang Zhe who walked with sunglasses on his head, all of whom were still alive.

It's not just them. The South China Military Academy, Xichu City, and millions of citizens in Xichu City are all alive and well.

There is no battle to destroy the city, there is no system to carry around, and there is no protagonist to be the savior at the beginning of the end.

Everything he experienced before was a game, a virtual life.

Zhao Linglan was pulled outside the school gate, and at the moment she passed Wang Zhe’s shoulders, Yang Fan suddenly had an impulsive impulse in his heart, and he couldn’t help but stop Wang Zhe’s way straight. Asked Wang Zhe: "Mr. Wang, are you from Yancheng? Graduated from the Federal Martial Arts School? There is another class leader named Sun Yan who has been in secret with you?"

Wang Zhe froze~IndoMTL.com~ looked at Yang Fan doubtfully, and lifted his hand to take off the sunglasses on his face, staring at Yang Fan with an unhappy expression: "Little student, the news is very well informed! Tell me, Where did you get these news? Although my information is not top secret, but in this city of Xichu, few people can know it."

Yang Fan's body stiffened, and his mind was in chaos.

Looking at Wang Zhe's expression, he seems to have recognized his identity, but how is this possible, how can all those virtual scenes and memories match the reality?

A coincidence?

Seeing that Yang Fan seemed to anger the handsome teacher in front of him, Zhao Linglan quickly pulled Yang Fan aside, playing a round for him with a smile.

"Mr. Wang, don't worry about this child. He just came out of the simulation test. His brain is not completely awake. He is completely talking nonsense. This mother-in-law doesn't recognize it."

After apologizing, Zhao Linglan hurried away when Yang Fan pulled Yang Fan, and he walked fast, almost trotting, and came out of the school gate after a while.

Wang Zhe stood at the same place and looked at the mother and son speechlessly, but his eyes kept staring at Yang Fan.

"Is it really just nonsense? How could nonsense make me feel exactly the same? I almost forgot the name Sun Yan, how could he know?"

"I still have a crush, who told him such a secret thing, really boring!"

With doubts in his heart, Wang Zhe turned to continue to his office.

The monk can’t run the temple. He remembers that the kid seems to be a celebrity in class 29, and he should have a nickname "The Shame of South China", which is not hard to find.

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