I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

That night, Zheng Feng slept for eight hours after being exhausted, and regained his blood.

But Ding Hu's fate was not so good. After hanging up the communication, he once again immersed himself in data collection.

Zheng Feng's entire training video lasted thirty-two hours. Although Ding Hu sometimes fast-forwarded to skip unimportant stages, he had to keep replaying the loop at certain key links to pick out the details bit by bit.

Therefore, Ding Hu could not increase his speed.

In order to maintain high energy and high concentration, Ding Hu even had to inject medicine multiple times to boost his energy. He also used real-level deep hypnosis technology to let himself sleep for only five minutes of false deep sleep, and then returned to sleep. Half-blood resurrection.

He didn't finish even a third of the work until the next morning.

But at this time, Ding Hu had completely understood the teaching process of Tong Ling and Zheng Feng.

Before, he simply thought that Zheng Feng was lucky to have an instructor like Tong Ling, but now he found that the two complemented each other in a sense.

Tong Ling's training program is indeed extreme.

It seems to focus on details, but the whole process tests the spirit of the trainees all the time.

Trainees must reversely transform the immense pain they suffer when they die into their own keen sense of smell. To put it bluntly, the more pain they experience, the angrier they become, and the angrier they become, the more resourceful they become.

This alone excludes almost all people who have a destiny convention in their brains.

Normal Fate Pact holders have a strengthened "pain relief valve" deep in their brains.

When an emotion triggered by something exceeds a safe threshold, the valve attached to the convention seal will close itself to prevent the emotion from getting too out of control.

No situation can defeat human warriors. The more aroused human emotions are, the clearer and calmer they will become.

This is different from the humans in the early timeline who were infiltrated and transformed into mechanical thinking by "Song of the Outer World".

In fact, the Pact of Destiny amplifies and enhances the "special functions" that people have.

The ancients who had no destiny pact already had this valve.

People hundreds of years ago were prone to fainting when they were overly sad and angry. This is where the valve plays a role. It protects the quantum storm of human brain thinking from collapsing under too severe impact, and uses fainting to provide people with an appropriate buffer. time.

However, the Covenant Seal further improves the efficiency of the valve.

In short, when the emotions rose to a certain level, Zheng Feng's talent turned on another switch. This is a "switch" that most people cannot have even after giving up the mark of the Destiny Pact. It represents the person's sense of combat. Another level.

His ability to judge the details of his own armor and the changes in all factors in the external environment will exceed the fastest computing speed of the supercomputer brain and reach the ultimate level of biological thinking in the universe.

In the words of instructor Tong Ling, it means being able to communicate directly with “the wisdom of the universe.”

To use the description in ancient martial arts novels, it is "the unity of heaven and man."

After the union of man and nature, Zheng Feng's subconscious captured the inducements set by Tong Ling. He became familiar with the equipment through constant deaths, strengthened various basic skills, and finally completed his transformation, mastered the ultra-short-range jump slash technique, and then used He practiced this combination of skills to perfection at an extremely fast speed.

Later, while giving lectures to his NPC comrades, he verified the comparison in his mind and further improved his skill proficiency.

Throughout the entire process, Tong Ling's guidance and Zheng Feng's talent were both indispensable.

Therefore, Tong Ling’s plan is not replicable and cannot be compiled into usable teaching materials.

But fortunately, Ding Hu was able to sort out the details of intensive training from simple to difficult, from shallow to deep, and formulate a step-by-step training plan by analyzing the details of Zheng Feng's early progress and a large number of subsequent teachings.

After being so busy for three days, Ding Hu, who was so tired that his cheekbones protruded, finally freed himself. He lay at home and slept for sixteen hours at a stretch before reluctantly getting out of bed at the urging of Liu Weiwei. climb up.

Opening the work communication, Ding Hu subconsciously showed a satisfied smile on his face.

The "Ultra-Short-Range Jump Cut High Moderate Training Textbook" compiled by him has been highly praised by the First Pioneer Academy, the Education Department of the Lieyang 3 System, the Genting Combat Training Command, and the Imperial Military Training Department.

His professional qualification certification for senior instructors was passed without him applying.

This means that his military rank was promoted to lieutenant colonel on the spot, and he has become the head of the armored combatant teaching department within the academy.

Although Ding Hu is not an official fan, he is not greedy for power, and promotion does not mean getting rich, but being able to stand in a higher position always means that he can do more and participate in the training of more elite warriors. , is a great happy event.

With excitement, Ding Hu walked out with his head held high.

At this moment, the Feihu class was undergoing combat training, and Ding Hu's assistant was leading the class. He rushed over just as get out of class was over.

Ding Hu decided to praise his promoted general Zheng Feng, and encouraged the young man to keep up his efforts and give himself more material.

As soon as I arrived at the training room, the students inside happened to be walking out of the simulation cabin one after another.

Ding Hu smiled and greeted the beanie babies passing by.

These Bean Ding babies were very mature and steady. When they passed by Ding Hu, they all respectfully bowed their heads and called out "Hello, Teacher Ding."

Zheng Feng, who was walking in the last row, saw Ding Hu from a distance and waved, "Hey! Brother Hu! I called my sister-in-law earlier and she said you were still resting. What's wrong? Are you okay?"

The smile on Ding Hu's face froze, "Be serious! I'm a lieutenant colonel now! You have to call me teacher, or chief, no matter what, just be more serious."

Zheng Feng shrugged, snapped his fingers, and sent Ding Hu a personal information card.

Ding Hu glanced at it and his expression changed drastically.

He saw this line of text.

"Since Zheng Feng has mastered three pinnacle-level high-level skills, he has become an S-class combatant. At the same time, because of his outstanding contributions in the field of teaching, the Genting Theater Command decided to award him the highest honor that non-frontline personnel can obtain. Rank—Colonel.”

Ding Hu: Gan, Guan'er is older than me!

So annoying!

By the time Ding Hu finished reading this line, Zheng Feng had already walked up to him, "Brother Hu, how are you?"

Ding Hu: "Not good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized what he wanted to say, "Three items? Besides the ultra-short-range jump slash, what else have you mastered?"

Zheng Feng said cheerfully: "The day before yesterday was a continuous jump without leakage, and yesterday was a chain burst of explosive shoulder cannons. Today I have started to learn the triple space tractor beam bomb array, and I should be able to reach the peak level tomorrow. How about Brother Tiger?"

Ding Hu's mouth twitched sharply, "It's... not bad."

After saying that, Ding Hu turned around and ran away.

"Brother Tiger, where are you going!"

"Go compile new textbooks! Farewell!"

Flying in the air, Ding Hu was still doubting life.

He doesn't know what's going on in the world.

Starting from this week, Zheng Feng seems to have a rocket launcher on his butt since he changed to a new type of cramming artifact. The speed at which his skills are improving in all aspects is also amazing!

I just got out of the last class you took, and now you give me two more classes, and you still can’t let me live!

However, complaints are complaints. When it comes time to work, Ding Hu feels both pain and happiness.

When you were on Earth, wasn't it just to realize your ideals in your heart that you traveled 20,000 light-years to come here?

Now that I can indirectly benefit all warriors of mankind through Zheng Feng, my life has reached the pinnacle and I have no regrets.

However, when he was almost busy and was lazy for a while to take a breath, Ding Hu began to feel distressed.

According to Zheng Feng's growth rate, always letting him train in the virtual space is actually a waste of resources.

Ding Hu thought about it, and it seemed that he should find a way to let Zheng Feng participate in some more intense training that was closer to real war.

He flipped through the teaching records and suddenly grinned.

The annual primary school age empire-wide unified military skills competition is about to start next week.

Although Zheng Feng also participated before, his performance was generally unsatisfactory, and because he could not really become a primary school student before, he could only hang out in low-level competitions.

This time, it was time for Zheng Feng and his Flying Tigers comrades to go to a bigger stage and get a little bit of a shock.

I don't believe it. There are so many geniuses in the world, and there will always be someone who can teach you.

As long as you achieve a little bit, you won't know how high the sky is.

Hey Hey……