I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 694: No reason to say
The next morning, Zheng Feng got up early.
Compared with yesterday, his mental state is much better.
It's not that the noise in his heart has decreased, and it's not that the frequency of Morrowind II's appearances has decreased, it's just that he's used to it.
After enjoying a rare sleep in "Sleepwalking Virgo", Zheng Feng unknowingly mastered a new skill.
There seems to be an extra filter in his mind, allowing him to subconsciously accurately grasp the gap between the noise and the image of the mothership when thinking about the problem, and let his mind go blank at this moment.
After the distraction is over, resume your previous thinking.
Assuming he wants to do a complete thinking and organize a large paragraph of language, his thinking process will be interrupted by random thoughts that appear from time to time, in a state of fragmentation, but the wonderful thing is that the process of emptying his mind does not There is no interruption to the thought process, and there is always a seamless connection.
Humans are really amazing creatures. No matter how big troubles they encounter, as long as they can live tenaciously, they can always find a solution to the problem naturally, both physically and psychologically.
This is a self-defense mechanism.
With the help of this mechanism, as long as people live, they can always actively adjust themselves to adapt to the environment.
Zheng Feng, who was barely back to normal, took the team members to do some intensive training.
After a high-intensity competition all day yesterday, the Flying Tigers players have changed a lot from before.
Zheng Feng found that when he gave orders to others, he no longer needed to explain everything as clearly as before. Sometimes it was just a look, or someone's name, or even without speaking. , others know in advance what they want him to do.
Obviously, after he hung up once, the overall tacit understanding of the Flying Tigers did not decline, but improved.
And the overall strength of the little guys has also increased, and the gap with Zheng Feng has narrowed. From the previous ordinary class level, they have become the backbone of the elite class.
This is a pleasant surprise.
After being busy all day, in the evening, Zheng Feng and a group of peas were sitting side by side in the corner of the small stadium on the top floor of the First Pioneer Academy's high tower.
Tomorrow is the Sunshine 3 system-level expansion contest.
Across the entire Sun 3 system, there are eight inhabited natural planets, as well as dozens of hidden small-scale settlements, as well as dozens of breeding and education bases hidden in the warp.
So there are hundreds of thousands of teams from nearly 100 planetary bases and tens of thousands of academies in the Lieyang 3 galaxy.
Just a little step up from a small stage, the number of competitors has exponentially increased thousands of times.
Facing this sudden surge in competition, Zheng Feng felt that he should say something.
As a result, before he could speak, Mata and Edgar asked in unison, "Captain, how are you?"
Zheng Feng smiled, "What can I do. What I want to say is you guys, you performed well yesterday, and even better today. You should already know what our situation will be tomorrow, right?"
Everyone's little heads are connected.
"Yeah!"
"The number of opponents has increased, assuming that the proportion of geniuses in it remains the same. Then, as long as we want to break through the encirclement, we will inevitably have to face the genius opponents in each base and each academy. The intensity of competition will be the same as before. The game is very different. I was worried before, after all, at that time, with your ability... well, it was not satisfactory. But now, based on your performance yesterday and today, I think you are already trustworthy. The name of the Flying Tigers, One day it will resound through the galaxy. We will make this nickname given to us by others, into a name that the enemy is afraid of."
"Yeah!"
Under the simulated sunset in the distant sky, in the small stadium, the shadows of 30 children from one large, twenty-nine small and thirty children stretched on the ground.
……
"Brother, how is it?"
Zheng Feng returned to the dormitory, and Tang Tianxin called to communicate.
Zheng Feng raised his head and glanced at the woman in the projection who had not seen each other for a long time.
The eleven-year-old Tang Tianxin is about to reach 1.7 meters tall.
From the perspective of female physical development, she is basically mature.
Compared with the pink and tender little girl many years ago, now she has experienced the training of war, and has already taken the post of major general. Tang Tianxin, who became famous in the Genting Theater Special Forces sequence, has long ceased to be innocent and naive, replaced by a chilling fortitude temperament.
When facing Zheng Feng, she will let her guard down a little and show a rare natural smile, but the sharpness of the professional soldier, especially the senior commander, still lingers.
Tang Tianxin can feel her change.
She once worried that she didn't want her temperament to put too much pressure on Zheng Feng, and wanted to control this change, but there was nothing she could do.
But now she doesn't do this thankless and pointless thing.
Because, she found herself worrying at all.
Compared to himself, the aura on Zheng Feng's body is more magical.
Whether it's facing the current self, or even other people in higher positions, he doesn't feel any pressure at all.
I don't know if Zheng Feng is born with a big nerve, or if he has a disposition that is not afraid of power and authority.
"It's okay, I feel that my team members are quite reliable. If all goes well, the Flying Tigers should be able to at least rush out of Lieyang 3, then out of the Genting Star Region, and it shouldn't be a big problem to enter the tenth theater. "
Zheng Feng said cheerfully, and showed Tang Tianxin a picture of himself communicating with the team members just now.
After reading it, Tang Tianxin felt a little tasteful.
Sometimes she even hates that she has grown up so fast that she can't spend years with Zheng Feng like a true peer.
Fortunately...
He gradually followed.
Perhaps it won't be long before he can surpass the boundaries set by others and appear by his side as a warrior.
Unconsciously, Tang Tianxin's face turned slightly red, and his cheeks suddenly flushed, and even a little hot.
She pretended to look beside her with dodging eyes, "Brother, I'm in a hurry. Let's talk later. Shall I hang up first?"
"Well, go get busy."
Hang up the communication, Zheng Feng felt a little lost, but quickly adjusted back.
He turned on the personal training equipment again and switched on the simulation training.
Instructor T's icy tone resounded again.
"The third ball battleship battle simulation, now begins..."
After training hard all night, Zheng Feng led the Flying Tigers to connect to the Lieyang 3 galaxy-level regional competition system under the watchful eyes of countless people from the First Pioneer Academy.
At first, many instructors, including Ding Hu, were worried about whether the Flying Tigers could cope with this situation.
But when the high-intensity synchronous competition of the tough-tackling type just started, Ding Hu and the faculty and staff of the First Pioneer Academy fell to the ground.
Too fierce!
Eleven-year-old Zheng Feng has finally reached or even surpassed the level that other eleven-year-olds should have in the field of combat.
In the case that most of the competitors are three or four year olds, Zheng Feng, who can stably display the strength of the S-rank combatant, and occasionally burst into the peak strength, is like a god, invincible and destroying the dead.
And his players are no longer mediocre and have grown into elites.
The members of the Flying Tigers revolved around the core of Zheng Feng's combat power, forming a situation of one super and many strong, forming an overwhelming advantage over the rest of the team.
Yesterday, when Zheng Feng didn't make a move, the Flying Tigers won the 19th place in the First Pioneer Academy.
Now that he has exploded with all his strength, the strength displayed by the Flying Tigers is well-deserved to be the ace of the ace of the First Pioneer Academy.
Only half a day has passed, and while the other teams are still struggling, the Flying Tigers have taken the lead to stand out from the 10,000 teams competing in the same field and enter the next round.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
The name of the Flying Tigers appears in the final list of the All-Imperial Combined Military Skills Competition.
Zheng Feng fulfilled his promise and brought the Flying Tigers teammates who were originally dragging oil bottles to the highest stage in the field of human military training.
But he didn't know at this time that there was a "conspiracy" slowly surging around him.
In a secret conference room, a small group of Zhou Donglai, Andre, Dong Shan, etc., a total of dozens of people, were intensively discussing a major event.
Dong Shan said: "According to the statistics of the main brain Fanxing, Zheng Feng now has about 30% of the time to explode his potential and step into the peak state at any time, and it would be very inappropriate to let him participate in the junior class of the primary school group. One. The reason is that it can't improve his strength, and it won't have the effect of training him; the second reason is that it's too unfair to others."
Andre suggested: "Then we force him to raise the age group?"
Even if someone objected, "Let's put aside Zheng Feng himself, but his team members are actually children. Wouldn't this be unfair to Zheng Feng?"
"Listen to me."
At this moment, a slightly hoarse young woman's voice sounded in the conference room.
Everyone's breathing was stagnant.
The speaker is Tong Ling.
Although Tong Ling attended almost every meeting of the Sage Project, many people can't remember how long they haven't heard Tong Ling's voice.
Although she is old now, she has stood at the top of human combat power for two hundred years after all, and she has received her advice. Now, there are as many top fighters who have become the backbone of the river as crucian carp crossing the river.
No one can ignore Instructor Tong Ling's opinion.
"Instructor Tong, you said."
The also elderly Zhou Donglai said respectfully.
Tong Ling's tone sounded calm, with little emotional ups and downs.
She said slowly: "For the real top fighters, there has never been any fairness or not. The sages of the year wore blue dragon armor and dared to launch a mortal charge against the ball ship. Since Zheng Feng is the reincarnation of the sage, He will also become a philosopher in the future, so he should have learned to participate in unequal battles from the beginning. I don't think he will lose, or I don't think he will be defeated even if he loses. Because he himself , is the sage!"
Everyone was stunned.
Tong Ling's words startled a thousand waves.
If you want to ask who in this world is most superstitious about the sage Chen Feng, I am afraid that instructor Tong Ling says she is second, and no one dares to recognize her first.
Immanuel Berto whispered, "So..."
Tong Ling: "So, my suggestion is to let the Flying Tigers directly participate in the high-level competition, and compete with those talented students who have already entered the battlefield, or are about to enter the battlefield. According to my research You know, in addition to Zheng Feng, there is a nine-year-old child in the high-level group. Right? So why can't the reincarnation of the sages be done by others?"
Speaking of this, Tong Ling has clearly concluded the whole thing.
"I agree."
"Second."
"Yes."
……
"So it's decided."
Fifteen minutes later, Ding Hu walked to Zheng Feng's door with a very bewildered mood.
Ding dong ding dong.
Zheng Feng, who was about to open the cramming artifact and casually read some basic knowledge monographs, sat up straight.
"Huh? What is Brother Hu looking for from me?"
Ding Hu rubbed his hands together, like a little daughter-in-law, hesitating to speak.
"Brother Hu, can we be more straightforward? Be careful, I will tell my sister-in-law that you are a sissy."
Ding Hu rolled his eyes, "Fuck you, I just received a very important notification."
"Then tell me." Zheng Feng scratched his head, wondering why he didn't issue it directly in the personal information system, and had to ask Ding Hu to relay it.
"It's like this, the Imperial Ministry of Education directly issued the highest order, requiring the Flying Tigers to skip the elementary school junior group competition and compete with the contestants in the high-level group."
Zheng Feng wondered: "High-level group? What is that?"
"This is a way of saying that the battle sequence special class. If you want to describe it in terms of academic status, you can probably understand it as a postdoctoral fellow among the soldiers. Some of these have already been on the battlefield, and some have been to the battlefield first. Now I have returned to school to continue my studies, and some of them will report to the elite special forces after participating in this competition. The most inferior team in it is probably stronger than the Seventh Steel Company that you have dealt with before. times."
Zheng Feng: "..."
"Brother Hu, are you kidding me?"
"What am I kidding you for?"
Just as he was speaking, Zheng Feng opened his personal brain ~IndoMTL.com~ to transmit a new command he just received.
Ding Hu looked up and his face changed greatly.
In this new order, there are clear criteria for Zheng Feng to leave school and officially enlist in the army, requiring him to at least finish in the top 100 in the final stage of the Empire.
"What a joke! Isn't this a trick to me! Let me take the Flying Tigers to fight with senior fighters? Still have to win the top 100? Only let me go to the front line? I'm locked up on a planet like a little brat! It's so..."
"I'm approved and can tell you who came up with this."
"Who?"
"Chief Instructor Tong Ling."
Zheng Feng was stunned.
Of course he knows the legendary name Tong Ling.
I just didn't expect that the legends of mankind, who are so far apart, can't be beaten by eight poles, will watch him, and even personally take a shot to "pit" himself from such a distance.
What is the picture?
"Why? Zheng Feng asked.
Ding Hu shrugged, "A soldier, isn't it his duty to obey orders? What's more, this is an instruction from the highest level. There must be a reason for it, but you and I don't understand it."
Zheng Feng pondered for a moment on the spot, and the expression on his face changed instantly.
From shock to confusion, slowly, but relieved.
He nodded, "Okay, the soldiers will block the water and the soil. Let's see if this can stop me. I've said to my players before that I think they're trustworthy. It's not fair, but I can't deny them because of this. After all, on the real battlefield, unequal wars happen all the time. It's impossible for everything to come according to the will of human beings. Right?"
Ding Hu: "Yes, if you can think about it, that's fine."