I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

With just a brief hesitation in answering, Zhou Donglai saw through Ding Hu's concerns.

He took Ding Hu's mood into consideration and said: "Instructor Ding Hu, I approve of your method. You integrated the quotations of sages into your teaching, which very well stimulated Zheng Feng's independent learning ability. We also approve Your ability to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, and assigning virtual instructors to Zheng Feng does not negate your teaching level. You are still important. You can regard it as a brand new high-tech teaching method to assist you..."

Ding Hu interrupted Zhou Donglai and said, "General, I completely obey orders and I will do my best to do my job well."

He didn't want to leave any bad impression in the mind of the former commander of the Genting Theater.

"Okay. Instructor Ding Hu, your new task is to observe Zheng Feng's special training process, observe every link from your own perspective, and find the direction that can be improved to improve the training effect and strive to make Zheng Feng mature as an adult. Become a top combatant before. Moreover, you must compile standard teaching materials from Zheng Feng’s training process that can be widely promoted.”

"As you command!"

That's how things settled.

Under the arrangements of the top management, things moved forward very quickly. On the afternoon of the next day, Zheng Feng and Ding Hu left the classroom with a group of bean sprouts and entered the simulation training cabin next to it. At this time, Zheng Feng's special camera seat had been changed beyond recognition.

From the appearance, Zheng Feng's special machine is the same as everyone else's. They are both egg-shaped and lie flat on the ground.

The personal manned layer inside is exactly the same as the ordinary model, but in fact its computing power and data transmission capacity are more than a hundred times that of the ordinary model. The neural link system with the human body has also been comprehensively improved and can be linked to the new version of the cramming artifact on Zheng Feng. Contact Zheng Feng again.

Its cost is approximately equal to Zheng Feng's cramming artifact.

Yes, the Minister of Resources in Sun 3 is still in a state of collapse.

Zheng Feng, who knew nothing about it, lay down in it.

The cabin door closed, and then he stood up slowly.

Zheng Feng is familiar with the omnidirectional passive access neural link.

Today's course is the regular training of armored warriors, and his personal course is to master a new high-level technique called ultra-short range jump slash.

As the name suggests, ultra-short-range leaping means a new combat technique that combines short-range leaping with heavy sword slashing.

In the battle area where the energy surge is extremely strong, the danger of jumping is raised to a very high level. If you are not careful, you may die by mistake.

However, in the right environment, ultra-short-range jumps are still feasible by compressing the jump distance to within a hundred meters.

So when elite combatants and high-performance intelligent weapons engage in close combat with enemy units, if one of the parties masters this skill, they can take a stance in advance and pretend to attack the void, but when the attack actually lands, it will Suddenly flickering and leaping behind or to the side of the opponent, this move is very unexpected. If used properly, the weak can defeat the strong.

Of course, the ultra-short-range jump slash requires extremely high and staggeringly difficult qualities such as the operator's timing judgment, execution ability, overall prediction of the energy operation of the entire armor, and the ability to act against enemy units.

After all, as long as an ultra-short jump is executed, no matter how good the performance of the equipment is, there will inevitably be a period of freezing.

This is a big move that can produce miraculous results if used well, but if used incorrectly, it will become a fool's errand.

Normally, ultra-short-range jump slash is an ultra-high-level skill that only top warriors are qualified to start using. However, since Zheng Feng has completely systematically mastered several combinable tactical actions required to learn this skill, and average The depth of control has reached S level, so Ding Hu decided to let him get in touch with this secret skill in advance.

Before that, Ding Hu had carefully prepared a perfect tutorial for Zheng Feng, so that Zheng Feng could practice step by step in the simulation training cabin.

Brother Hu, who only has B-level combat power, doesn't know how to fight on paper, but his "paper talking" skills are outstanding.

Unfortunately, Ding Hu's hard work was completely rejected by Zheng Feng's new "virtual instructor".

The female voice with a cold and emotionless tone told Ding Hu, "Your decision to let him start contacting ultra-short-range jump slashes from today is a good idea, but your lesson plan is too conservative. While I am teaching, you can study with peace of mind." .”

After all the other students were settled, Ding Hu ran to his own dedicated machine and plugged in with an extremely unhappy look.

"I want to see why you, an artificial intelligence virtual instructor, are so crazy."

This is a huge square that stretches as far as the eye can see. Zheng Feng stood slightly confused.

He was looking around.

The virtual training space didn’t look like what he was used to.

He searched for a long time, but couldn't find his training armor.

There was nothing in the square, and the floor and the blue sky became the same color as water and sky.

"Zheng Feng."

Another female child's voice sounded.

Zheng Feng shivered all over and looked around, but there was no one there.

I don’t know who is speaking or where.

He subconsciously thought to himself, no way, it’s Teacher Xiaowei again? !

Let no one live anymore!

But he calmed down immediately. No, the voice didn't sound very similar. It wasn't the same person.

"you are?"

Zheng Feng asked Kong cautiously.

Water slowly surged on the floor of the water mirror in front of him, and quickly formed a human shape.

The water gradually started to change color from transparent, and finally turned into the appearance of a twelve or thirteen year old girl.

This little girl is also cute and cute, with red lips and white teeth, which makes me feel pity for her.

"Well……"

Zheng Feng thought about it. Judging from the appearance alone, this was not Xiaowei.

"So, you are Xiaowei No. 2?"

The little girl smiled old-fashionedly, "No, my name is T. You can call me...little T, or sister T."

"Oh oh oh, Sister T, are you my virtual combat skills instructor? Like Xiao Wei, are you born from your own subconscious mind?"

Zheng Feng continued to ask nervously.

The little girl seemed to think about it for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

"Then why aren't you also called Xiaowei? This is the name of my intelligent assistant and the name of my subconscious teaching assistant. Since it comes from my subconscious, it should be in line with my personal preferences. I didn't think about it in my mind Pass the letter T."

The girl suddenly looked cold and said, "You talk too much."

"Huh? What?"

"Nothing, start training immediately!"

The next second, Zheng Feng flew into the sky. Around him, parts materialized one after another. Simulated armor composed of pure data flow began to form around his body at an extremely fast speed.

When Zheng Feng came to his senses, he realized that he had entered the interior of the Xuanyuan-3 modified armor, which was 27 meters tall, streamlined, and extremely powerful.

He shouted, "My training armor is not Xuanyuan Sangai! It's a low-power Xuanyuan Armor!"

No one paid any attention to him.

The external environment in front of him has begun to change rapidly, and eventually turned into a battle formation between the enemy and ourselves in the air.

"Your training mission is simple, survive this battle."

"Ah wait..."

When Zheng Feng saw clearly the enemy combat units on the opposite side, he knew that this was an impossible task for him.

He once heard Tang Tianxin say that a year ago, a new medium-sized combat unit appeared on the front line of the Yunding War Zone. It was shaped like a black centipede, twisting and twisting, about forty meters long, with a total of sixteen pairs of long legs. .

These gadgets combine multiple characteristics such as Devouring Worms, Blade Beetles, and Nullifier Creatures. Their bodies are extremely tough, they have various killing methods, and their movements are extremely flexible.

At that time, in order to deal with the opponent's nearly 100,000 units, mankind dispatched hundreds of millions of warships, gathered tens of billions of combat units of various levels, and mobilized almost all high-precision detection equipment in the nearby dozens of light-years. Auxiliary positioning took nearly two months to eliminate all these things, and a new interference force field was created based on their characteristics to significantly reduce their maneuvering speed, and then they gradually disappeared from the battlefield in the subsequent war.

Now he is driving a Xuanyuan-3 modified with only mid-to-upper-level performance in the field of special warfare, and it is obvious that there is no help from the new interference force field.

Firstly, he was not familiar with the equipment, secondly, he was not familiar with the enemy, and thirdly, he was not capable enough. How could he survive?

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to talk nonsense. Before he finished speaking, the long black insect in front of him stretched suddenly, and its mouthparts rushed forward, spitting a cloud of energy towards his cockpit.

Zheng Feng hurriedly controlled Xuanyuan San and wanted to run away, but he was a step too slow and the cockpit was vomited all over.

He only heard two brief sizzling sounds in his ears, and smelled a burning smell in his nose, and then lost consciousness in the severe pain.

This was because Xuanyuan III's multi-gravity field shield and built-in defensive armor were easily penetrated, and he himself inside melted on the spot.

Just a few seconds later, Zheng Feng woke up and was still in the same situation. The long insect in front pounced on him again.

Zheng Feng flashes again...

"ah!"

He began to enter nightmares of repeatedly simulating death and screaming.

What's even more disgusting is that the ruthless Sister T seems to have increased the intensity of the pain simulation.

The degree of realism is not 99%, but it must be 95%. Zheng Feng was tortured to the point where he could not survive but could not survive.

By the time he died, he was almost numb.

He originally thought that Xiaowei was considered a devil teacher, but now he understood that this sister T was the one who was better than others.

Ding Hu, who was watching from the sidelines, saw that Zheng Feng had been killed more than fifty times in just over ten minutes. His eyes had dimmed, he had lost his usual vitality, and he was extremely anxious.

"What kind of plane are you doing! How can you practice like this! Although Zheng Feng is almost eleven years old, according to his actual level, he is still just a child! If he continues to practice like this, it won't take long for him to be able to It’s gone!”

Ding Hu activated his instructor authority and stared at the emergency stop button for simulated training. He pressed it repeatedly, but it was of no use.

His authority "evaporated."

"Crazy! This is completely crazy! This will destroy Zheng Feng!" Ding Hu decided to report to his superiors.

Soon, Ding Hu's report reached the dean of the First Pioneer College.

The dean glanced at it lightly, threw it aside, and replied to Ding Hu, "Follow the orders of your superiors with peace of mind and continue to improve the teaching materials."

Brother Hu continued to report, and this time it reached the sky and hit Zhou Donglai.

Zhou Donglai's approach is no different from that of the dean of the college.

Ding Hu fell into great confusion.

Looking at Zheng Feng who was still "dying", he felt deeply angry and sad.

"How can this be? I know what you expect from Zheng Feng, but this is too much. It is pure abuse! What is the difference between it and crime?"

At this time, Ding Hu didn't know the complete sage's plan. He really thought that Zheng Feng was just a genius boy who looked exactly like the sage, and he couldn't view the matter with the chicken-and-egg philosophy like others.

Of course, after spending so long with Zheng Feng, their relationship cannot be compared with other people's.

Others may think that if Zheng Feng is not a sage, it doesn't matter if the training fails, but Ding Hu doesn't want to admit this.

Ding Hu couldn't bear it, but he was helpless. He could only turn his eyes away, not daring to look at Zheng Feng's training.

He opened his past teaching records and prepared to study the traditional "extreme training method".

He began to doubt himself. He didn't know whether his objection was right or wrong. He just wanted to find a reason to convince himself. Maybe the instructor T who claimed to come from Zheng Feng's subconscious really had some special skills, or he could understand Zheng Feng's behavior. There must be some potential in Feng's body that he has never understood. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why others let this matter go unchecked.

While Ding Hu was distracted, an hour passed before he knew it.

He turned his attention again and looked at the virtual training ground over there, only to hear a light sigh.

The rate of Zheng Feng's death slowed down, from an average of once every twenty or thirty seconds at the beginning to once every five minutes.

He is gradually adapting to the performance of the Xuanyuan-3 modified armor, and is beginning to be able to survive the slaying of long insects for as long as several minutes, and as short as one or two minutes.

This is reasonable.

In past training, Zheng Feng's ability to adapt to new equipment has generally been good. He does not seem to have a special tendency. As long as it is combat equipment, no matter what type or style, he can quickly find the most suitable control method for him.

More importantly, the fire began to reignite in his eyes.

It seemed that the repeated pain of death in battle had not completely broken his will.

Ding Hu quickly checked the replay and concentrated on observing the changes in Zheng Feng's expression during this hour.

After a long time, he scratched his head.

"impossible!"

It can be seen in the replay of the teaching system that after Zheng Feng experienced the initial daze of being like a walking zombie, when the training lasted for half an hour, his face suddenly changed and he looked extremely angry, and then he began to behave without any skills. Without guidance, he relied on his intuition to randomly operate the Xuanyuan-3 modified armor, and quickly adapted to the equipment while making constant mistakes.

Ding Hu wondered if the pain simulation had been turned down. When he opened the parameter table, he was shocked to find that the pain simulation had reached 99.999...%, which was infinitely close to 100%!

"This...this is unreasonable!"

While Ding Hu was shouting, Zheng Feng's Xuanyuan-3 Kai once again completed parabolic high-speed maneuvers, avoided a long insect ambush, and refreshed its own survival time to more than ten minutes!

Of course Ding Hu recognized this set of movements, he was the one who taught them.

But not long ago, Zheng Feng had just passed the S-class certification of parabolic maneuvers, but just now, the system's evaluation reached the peak of S-class.

This means that with just this one action, my student already has the level of a top warrior.

At the same time, the teaching system in front of Ding Hu finally popped up detailed mission instructions.

"This is an actual combat simulation! It was the first time the human army came into contact with the battle replay of this long insect. Hey, all our soldiers were wiped out in this battle! What on earth did Instructor T want to do? Could it be that …”

Ding Hu was completely speechless and choked.