Forty Millenniums of Cultivation Chapter 2889: I can’t get back to … day?
"Damn ..."
Every word in the forum is like a hot steel nail, which hurts Meng Lichuan's eyes, pierces her chest, and reddens her palm.
She may not stand at a high strategic level, and firmly believes in the Great Dao theory such as "Lip Death".
It was just a natural stubbornness that made her unbearable to fail—especially in such a foolful defeat in the first important strategic exercise she participated in on behalf of "Moon Demon Team".
"dī dī Beep!"
When the cooldown time is up, she can join the battle group again.
Take a deep breath and condense the soul and divine soul, Meng Lichuan sinks into Nerve Interaction Fluid again, but the closed eyes sees a series of data streams of brightly-coloured, and she enters the strategic deduction again.
This time, she plays the role of High-Level staff of a support fleet, or is responsible for transporting fuel, ammunition, and Universe Battle Shuttle to the front line where it is most needed. If possible, the damaged Starship will be dragged back with the wounded. The large type maintenance fortress in the rear is under emergency repair, at least to restore 3-5 to combat force.
In a flash, the torrent of data, the vortex of information, various calculations, charts and curves formed a meteor shower, and my head was smashed into her head.
In this kind of strategic deduction of Specialist Grade, the scenes like "Starship lined up against each other, Universe Battle Shuttle and Crystal Armor battles, Giant Divine Weapon ripped apart, destroyed and decayed" were not seen in ordinary audiences. , The war is extremely simplified or reduced to its original face-countless cold data changes, each data represents a Starship or thousands of lives, the disappearance of data is more insignificant than the annihilation of chess pieces, and Meng Lichuan must be as hard-working as possible, not thinking about the meaning behind these numbers or chess pieces, and sending them to the place where they should die as accurately as possible.
This is not an easy task.
She is even more stressed than the real Star Ocean fleet staff and commander.
Because in the real Star Ocean war, she will never be allowed to master so much data alone, and dispatching so many Starships, there will be a lot of staff, captains and commanders at all levels to help her share the pressure. Just a simple screw.
Here, Meng Lichuan has to process hundreds of messages per second at a rhythm to accurately allocate the last few supplies of Federation Army to the most needed fronts.
have several can be dealt with is still good, more often, when the enemy launched high-intensity spiritual magnetic interference, cut off all her data sources, she is like a blind horse galloping on the cliff, can only rely on "Intuition", "talent" plus a little "lucky" to determine the delivery of materials.
Under the double load, the amount of calculation of the heavy load and the mental pressure of the beast of the flood, the Brain of Meng Lichuan once again broke the fatigue limit and reached the edge of collapse.
In a trance, she can't tell whether she is performing a virtual strategic deduction, or she is really in a very cruel battlefield, watching her fleet fall into the ruined Abyss.
The line of boring data and a pair of intricate charts are all turned into lifelike illusions.
Meng Lichuan seemed to see that countless Federation Starship caught fire on the edge of Paramount Heaven Sector and turned into a screaming butterfly.
It seemed to see that the dark starry sky was ripped open with **** wounds, and more, faster and more fierce Saint League Starship crossed Wormhole and came to their heads.
Under the perturbation of stellar radiation, the invisible light waves blasted from the naval guns on both sides radiate both magnificent and terrifying glory, and the light is interlaced, twisted, blended and entangled, just like the sudden appearance in Star Ocean Countless mottled and gorgeous snakes bite and swallow each other.
Representing the Federation's snake, but uncontrollably, was swallowed a little bit by the snake representing Saint League.
"No, never!"
Meng Lichuan gritted his teeth, and somehow the power burst out, computational ability even instantaneously increased by five times, each supply ship under her command was like her nerve endings, and she was put into place by Precise incomparably and just right.
For this front line she is in charge of, Federation Army ’s firepower output has doubled in an instant, making countless Saint League Starship annihilated in the glorious sea of fire. Many senior team members have sent her "Appreciation" to this Beginner Emoji.
Unfortunately, in the magnificent showdown of nearly a million Starships, the strength of the individual is ultimately small. No matter how brave the Meng Lichuan line is, it will not be able to restore the decline of the remaining dozens of fronts.
Not to mention, the clever woman could not cook without rice. When Meng Lichuan ran out of the last batch of supplies, and all the supply ships under her command became empty iron cans, she was completely right!
"Lichuan, your brain wave shock is not right, exit quickly, exit strategy strategy quickly!"
Vaguely, Meng Lichuan heard a voice calling anxiously in his ear.
"Damn, damn, damn, how can we lose, this deduction is simply chaotic, chaotic!"
Meng Lichuan slapped its eyes and ignored the warnings in his ears. His eyes penetrated the chaotic data and shot at the non-existent Saint League fleet.
"Lichuan, you are almost going to cultivation deviation, exit soon, soon!"
The voice continued to shout.
What Meng Lichuan hears is the sarcasm, ridicule, screams and frustrated sighs in the forum.
"Fart, we won't lose, I won't admit defeat like this!"
Meng Lichuan gritted his teeth, every brain cell was boiling, burning and exploding.
"Force quit, force quit!"
The sound in my ear screamed.
The data in front of Meng Lichuan jumped up and down, showing that a fleet of Saint League found her little supply fleet.
The opponent's Warship's acceleration and steering flexibility are much higher than her Transport Ship, and she has nowhere to escape.
Meng Lichuan coldly snorted, without hesitation, manipulated the supply ship under his command to pose a head-on formation-but because of the director ’s set, her fleet ’s "morale" and "command" fell to the bottom. Even the "total destruction" posture is difficult to show.
So, she was not ready to "give generously to death", and the enemies rushed into her fleet like hungry tigers and sheep. The numbers in front of Meng Lichuan turned into shining meteors, and the meteors converged into a bleak white light. Her divine soul was completely suffocated. She didn't even scold the last swear word, and she simply passed out.
......
Meng Lichuan slept the deepest sleep in this life.
I also had the most, the most horrible, and the most absurd nightmare.
Most of the nightmares are related to the Star Ocean war. She seems to be trapped in a sticky swamp filled with grease. Then, the grease is ignited, and she watches her and her companions ’heads, burning fiercely gets up .
How many times this nightmare was repeated, Meng Lichuan barely opened his scarlet eyes and stared at the ceiling for a long time before confirming that he woke up.
But she still has a headache, and it hurts like someone split her head and stuffed it into a Starship.
The smell of sterilized water floating in the air, and the monitoring equipment next to "dī dī dī dī" let her confirm that she was lying in the medical cabin of the hospital.
It should have been a long time, and it was only when she thought hard for a while that she remembered what she was doing "last minute."
"Game, I am playing!"
Meng Lichuan's heart tightened, and he sat up suddenly, only to feel that the sky was turning, the Starship in his head fired fiercely, smashing her back heavily, and by the way, her ears were ringing, and her eyes were Venus.
"Hey, why do you want to lie down for another three days and three nights!"
A round billowing face, looking at some “smilable” faces, appeared above the medical cabin and looked at her with a smile.
"Sister Peach!"
Meng Lichuan blushed pretty, and shouted a little embarrassedly.
"Sister Peach" is named Jiang Baitao, is a senior player of "Moon Demon Team", and is also a senior who brought Meng Lichuan into the door by hand. According to rules and regulations of Cultivation World, even if she is a "leader", the two will naturally befriend shallow.
"My head hurts, me, what's wrong with me, Sister Peach?"
Meng Lichuan pressed the temple and took a few deep breaths, "Game, we are still playing, how come you came out?"
"There is bad news and good news."
Jiang Baitao laughed, "The bad news is that you irritate your brain cells regardless of everything, Cyclonus computational ability, almost burst your cerebrovascular vessels, and fell into the most serious cultivation deviation. You have been lying in the hospital for three days and three nights. Life little girl.
"The good news is," almost "cultivation deviation, which means no cultivation deviation. Not only will it not leave a little bit of repercussions , but you will also be" in a breakthrough ", and have risen several levels in a row without even realizing it Of course, the specific Brain situation requires a series of tests before you know it, and wait for you to raise it, and slowly talk about it!
"In short, three days ago, your performance was 'surprise for Celestial', and now the entire strategic deduction center knows that there is a lifeless little girl like you. Not only many experts in Dark Moon Foundation have retrieved your detailed information, and they rubbed hands. If you want to focus on training you, even the military, Glorious Era Group and the major Sect are very interested in you and think that you have unlimited potential. I want to dig you out. Hey hey hey, you will not leave so good for you 'peach Sister's? "
"Ah ..."
Meng Lichuan is a little embarrassed, and his cheeks are slightly red.
In the past, such good news is enough to make her jump three feet high and dance and dance.
However, after experiencing such a fierce Star Ocean war, she suddenly didn't care much about the height of her personal realm.
"The game-is it over?"
Meng Lichuan sees a pair of serene in Jiang Baitao, with a smile on his face, a faint shimmer appears in his heart, "Could it be that we are at the last moment, the miracle is reversed, even-won?"
"Reversing a ghost, it hit all the bombs and ran out of food. The whole army was wiped out. How could it still win? Of course it was a loss. It was a defeat. The *crash* was defeated, and our‘ Moon Demon Team ’and the opposite’ Blood Shadow Team ’s entanglement about a dozen The biggest defeat in the past year, alas, it ’s a shame! "
Jiang Baitao said very simply.
"Hey?"
Meng Lichuan is puzzled and murmured, "Lose, we actually lost, then, why did Sister Peach feel so relaxed and even happy?"
"Happy?"
Jiang Baitao rubbed his fat face, said with a grin, "probably seeing you wake up without incident, are you very happy to be involuntarily?"
"Ah, what use do I wake up, after all, we lost, and now we must be scolded at the forum to **** dogs?"
Meng Lichuan said depressedly, "There are still polls, how much is left to support" immediately send troops "? 20%? 10%? Not even 5%?"
"Uh, is this ..."
The expression of Jiang Baitao suddenly became very strange. He coughed and said, "Now the comprehensive polls of the three authoritative forums show that 68% of the people support 'immediately send troops', and 17% are uncertain. From a long-term perspective, there are only 15% of the think carefully's "behind the line", and as time goes on, the proportion of people who support "immediately send troops" is still increasing. "
"What?"
Meng Lichuan was stunned, sitting up straight again, and hitting straight back again, not dizzy, but screaming, "Are you mistaken, how can it be like this!"