I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 677: Don’t forgive me

Ding Hu fully understood the intention of the virtual instructor named t.

It's not a high-level skill, it's just throwing Zheng Feng into a difficult task that is impossible to complete, asking him to do the impossible.

Through these two impossible extreme situations, Zheng Feng is forced to either exceed the limit or collapse.

This is the strategy of "pulling out the seedlings to encourage growth" that Zheng Feng himself and the Sage Planning Committee once hated.

At present, it seems that Zheng Feng has survived the first wave of mental blows, and has adapted to the torture caused by the ultra-high-scale pain simulation at an extremely fast speed, showing amazing toughness.

Although Ding Hu couldn't read Zheng Feng's mental activity at this time, he could know by observing Zheng Feng's expression that it was anger that helped Zheng Feng to withstand the pressure and constantly break through his own limits.

He was angry that the instructor t had put him in a "desperate situation" without his consent, and adjusted the pain index to a superclass level.

At the same time, Zheng Feng's anger also targets his subconscious. He doesn't seem to understand why his subconscious mind produces such a crazy instructor.

There is also a very simple "primitive anger" caused by the accumulation of pain and dissatisfaction with one's situation and current situation.

Primitive anger requires no target, just the outward expression of human emotion.

In Ding Hu's opinion, this move is the ultimate.

But now Zheng Feng's progress is amazing, proving that this stupid method really works.

Danting Hu is also worried. He doesn't know what Instructor T wants to achieve, and even thinks that it should be done right now.

If Zheng Feng collapses in this state, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover in the future.

Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye it's nearly two hours.

Other students have completed their respective courses one after another and withdrew from the simulation training pod.

Ding Hu handed over the work of taking care of these students to the master, and he still watched Zheng Feng's condition through the trainer.

At this time, his restless mind had gradually calmed down.

Ding Hu found two problems.

First, I underestimated Zheng Feng's spiritual attributes.

Second, Instructor t's training plan is not really straightforward. The simulated Xuanyuan-3 modified armor assigned to Zheng Feng is not a conventional commodity, but has fine-tuned performance parameters for a number of middle and high-level skills that Zheng Feng has mastered so far.

These fine-tuning are all scientific and have the potential to be reproduced on real equipment. Through these fine-tuning, the possibility of this top-level technical and tactical action of ultra-short-range jumping and slashing with Zheng Feng's customized equipment has been greatly improved, and the difficulty has been appropriately reduced. In addition, there are subtle differences between the actions of the imaginary long-formed enemy that seems to be a deadly move and the real battlefield. The performance parameters are the same, but there are subtle differences in the details of its action laws and the mobilization of offensive and defensive capabilities and the actual situation. These deeply hidden detailed controls are gradually inducing Zheng Feng, who has handed over his decision-making ability to his instincts in repeated deaths, to the correct way of counterattack.

When he realized this, Ding Hu finally put down his heart and felt ashamed of his shallow cognition. He quickly began to refocus on observing Zheng Feng's training process, and tried to extract it from his own perspective. Those wonderfully induced detail ideas.

"Instructor Ding Hu, now you understand our intention?"

As soon as Ding Hu's mentality was adjusted, he received a communication from Zhou Donglai simultaneously.

"Ah! Hi General, why didn't I… tell me in advance? I'm so sorry, I apologize for my incompetence and incompetence."

"Instructor Ding Hu, you don't have to belittle yourself. We have special expectations for you. This is a lesson for Zheng Feng, and it is also a lesson for you. The reason why we didn't notify you in advance is because we hope you can pass Your own summary to find the problem, find the solution, and adjust the thinking back. Now you have discovered the mystery through your own keen observation. In fact, there are still 100,000 colleagues in the secret department who are doing the same as you. But so far, they have only stayed in the stage of doubts, and they have not found as many details as you."

Ding Hu blushed, "The general is too famous, my reaction is still too slow."

"It's not your fault, it's because we hid another thing from you."

Zhou Donglai sent two photos to Ding Hu.

Ding Hu was stunned when he saw it.

After a long time, he slowly recovered and said slowly: "So Zheng Feng was actually deceived. Instructor T did not come from his subconscious, but instructor Tong Ling himself?"

Ding Hu's tone trembled slightly, he was trying to restrain his emotions.

Ding Hu has been in Lieyang 3 for some years. As a practitioner in the field of military basic education, he certainly knows Tong Ling's person and affairs.

It can even be said that anyone who works as an instructor in the military system is a fan of Tong Ling.

For more than 200 years, since Tong Ling reached the peak in the battle that broke out in the Hanjie galaxy, when the nameless fleet came into contact with the phantom creatures for the first time, she has always represented the highest combat power of human beings, and has also cultivated The strongest instructor with the most top students.

Even most people have great regrets in their hearts, but it is a pity that Instructor Tong Ling was born at the wrong time. If she was born a hundred years later, or if she was frozen for a few more days, she could fight side by side with the resurrected sage in a state of total victory. What a blessing.

Some people would think that perhaps with the ability of a sage, when they saw Tong Ling, they were afraid that they would also have the idea of ​​​​both Shengyu and He Shengliang.

Unfortunately, the ship is done, and time cannot be turned back.

Tong Ling is already old, and her strength on the battlefield has fallen sharply, and she even had to withdraw from the front line.

But no matter what, Tong Ling still enjoys a lofty position in the army today, she can be described as a totem-like existence, so when Ding Hu repeatedly compared two photos, one of them is a virtual instructor t, and the other is a year Only 12 years old, young Tong Ling, who had just joined the army in the Battle of the Voyager Galaxy, had some clear evidence, but still felt unbelievable.

Ding Hu is even more happy for Zheng Feng.

Beginning a few years ago, instructor Tong Ling, whose energy continued to decline as she got older, no longer trained any young rookies herself, and only occasionally updated the most popular general training course.

It seems that Zheng Feng is lucky to be Tong Ling's close disciple.

Ding Hu is naturally and proud, and is deeply pleased.

"Yes."

Faced with Ding Hu's question, the opposite Zhou Donglai replied, "But this is a high-level secret. Whether it's the childhood photos of Instructor Tong Ling or T's real body, they are all classified. You just know it yourself. , don't let Zheng Feng find out."

Ding Hu thought for a while, "Does this further improve his endurance by making Zheng Feng mistakenly believe that T's strict requirements come from his own self-discipline?"

"Yes. This is also the request of Instructor Tong Ling."

"Okay."

But she said that in the simulated battlefield, Tong Ling, whose thinking was integrated into the data, "floated" by Zheng Feng's side throughout the whole process, observed all Zheng Feng's movements, and adjusted the performance parameters of the Xuanyuan-3 modified armor from time to time.

During this process, Tong Ling solved the doubts in her heart for many years.

She knew how Brother T cultivated herself in the ultimate training.

She also completely understood the relationship between Brother T and the sage.

Brother T is a sage, but not.

He is the incarnation of the sage hidden in t100, the personality projection and copy of the sage, but whenever a critical link is reached, the sage thinks that language communication is needed, and will project his consciousness through the quantum network to take over Brother T This avatar, and communicate with yourself.

Now I have used Brother T's method and passed on what I have learned throughout my life to him, which is both a matter of course and inevitable success.

Tong Ling had a more thorough understanding of the sage's true intention of cultivating herself.

This is the backhand prepared by the sages whose body has died and whose consciousness is pinned to the void.

He chose me and used this method to let me master his abilities in the previous timeline, and then let me pass the abilities to his reincarnation.

He has even calculated that other people in this era will not dare to reincarnate his reincarnation because of fear of his identity, or lack of ability, or because of the limitations of human beings' own three views. Use this extreme training method.

But I, Tong Ling, dare.

Because I know it works, he will learn it too.

At this time, Zheng Feng has gradually and completely adapted to the performance of the Xuanyuan-3 modified armor, and as the simulated tasks are replayed again and again, he has a deeper and deeper grasp on the behavioral logic and various abilities of the worm, although he still cannot Breaking through Chang Worm's own multiple defense systems cannot kill the enemy, but the survival time is getting longer and longer, already more than half an hour.

After being besieged and killed again, everything resets and Zheng Feng reappears.

I saw a burst of blue micro-arcs flashing densely on his arms and face door.

In this extremely short period of time, he sent a total of 15 general orders to the armor, which were quickly dismantled into one hundred and fifty thousand detail orders.

After 00001 seconds, the armor suddenly turned sideways in space, and more than 30 lateral media engines on the right head, shoulders, waist, arms, thighs, and even the feet ignited at the same time.

An anti-inertia-like curvature film emerges simultaneously.

After 10 seconds, the armor moved out nearly one million kilometers in situ.

11 seconds later, a long worm appeared to his right and fluttered.

After 15 seconds, the upper part of the armor bends from the waist and abdomen, and escapes the energy group exhaled by another long insect.

……

His movements are prudent, carefully calculating every step, just right to avoid the opponent's pounce.

Time flies, and another half hour has passed, this time he dodged the ambush and entered a changing situation he had not been exposed to before.

He had to try again and again purely on the spot.

Perhaps it was luck. After a random attempt to evade that worked, the distance between him and another Xuanyuan-4 armor was shortened to more than 20 kilometers, and there was only one near the two of them. Chasing long bugs.

Zheng Feng began to hesitate.

According to the conventional thinking in special warfare training, when one's own units are very close and the number of nearby enemy units is small, one's own fighters should quickly form an ad hoc combination to form a strength advantage of fighting more and fighting less in a small area. Destroy enemies quickly.

This is the basic principle of coordinated operations repeatedly emphasized in the book. Once a similar fighter is found, it must be implemented immediately without any discount.

At this time, the Xuanyuan-4 had already sent out a request for cooperation, and deliberately slowed down the speed to sell the flaws, waiting for Zheng Feng to respond quickly and join forces with him to fight against the enemy.

But Zheng Feng's hesitation lies in the fact that he has tried guns, missiles, cutting knives and other means before, trying to launch a counterattack, but all of them have been unsuccessful.

He also carefully observed the actions of other comrades in arms, and his resistance was basically futile.

Tactical moves with high mobility will not be able to damage the worms due to insufficient power or the wrong restraint.

Heavy means with great power, but can't hit, always misses.

During the previous struggle, Zheng Feng observed more than once that other comrades in arms formed a temporary combination to form a fighter, but none of them gained anything. Instead, he was slaughtered by the opponent because of a short delay in launching an attack, which was in vain.

Furthermore, Zheng Feng knew that he was in simulation training, so the operator in the Xuanyuan-4 next to him was not a human being, but an NC that simulated artificial intelligence.

He doesn't believe nc can play well with him.

Zheng Feng gritted his teeth fiercely, ignoring Xuanyuan-4's request for cooperation, and using the curvature-like maneuver to dodge to the other side.

More than 30 seconds later, he received the report of the death of the Xuanyuan-4 in the combat command system, and there was a last word that was not angry.

"Brother, you rejected me. But I believe you must have your thoughts and hope you succeed. Goodbye."

This is a slightly hoarse middle-aged man's voice.

Zheng Feng was taken aback.

It's weird and unreasonable.

Strictly speaking, he was betrayed by me.

How come he's not angry at all?

He is still looking for reasons for me, thinking that he is not simply avoiding the war, but has other plans?

This...

Inexplicably, he felt a sense of shame in his heart.

A moment later, he mocked himself fiercely: "Cut. Forget it, it's all NC anyway, doing it like the real thing. I don't care if you forgive me or hate me. My mission is to live on the battlefield. , not the death squad responsible for spying on the enemy's situation with their lives."

Another two or three minutes passed, killed again.

At this time it was dinner time outside~IndoMTL.com~ but Zheng Feng's personal cramming artifact had already taken over his eating, drinking and lasa, and began to inject nutrients into his body~IndoMTL.com~Welfare] Follow the public account [Book] Friends Base Camp], every day reading books and drawing cash points!

A little over half an hour later, Zheng Feng encountered the Xuanyuan-4 again.

The development of the plot is the same as before, the other party was "betrayed" again, and once again forgave Zheng Feng generously.

Zheng Feng began to feel impatient.

You scolded me twice!

Do I need you to be so virgin?

You're just an nc! I don't need your understanding!

Damn!

Under his control, he made a major mistake and was killed again.

Ding Hu, who was outside, took everything seriously. After knowing the true identity of Instructor T, he finally got the permission to read Zheng Feng's psychological activities.

At this time, Brother Hu was angry again.

But his anger value stems from Zheng Feng.

He wanted to rush in and grab Zheng Feng's ear and curse.

This is real training with high simulation level!

You are not surrounded by nc, but a human warrior who literally died in battle!

How can you betray the trust of others!

Damn things!

It was only three things, and half an hour later, Zheng Feng and Xuanyuan-4 reunited.

Ding Hu began to swear in his heart.

If this idiot dares to sell his teammates again, he will have to peel him off.

A sudden change occurred. After a brief hesitation, Zheng Feng decided to respond to the other party's request for cooperation.

Zheng Feng muttered to himself, "Forget it, try it, you'll die anyway. You're not NC, let's try it together! I beg you not to forgive me!"

He couldn't take it anymore.

Ding Hu heard a ding sound here.

"Zheng Feng's battlefield awareness has improved, his thoughts have changed, and his ideological maturity has increased to an adult state."