I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

Click!

The icy virtual cabin was opened, and Yang Fan looked up from the cabin with a confused look. His eyes were not focused, and his mind was still in a blank state.

He is a bit confused about whether he is in a dream or in reality.

He just knew that he was still killing the beast in Rongcheng, saving the human race, experiencing the tide of spiritual power, and experiencing the thrill of the rapid upgrade.

Why did he sit in the cold machine like the coffin in the next second?

What does it mean when the game time is over, is he not in a dream now?

When the memory fragments in my mind recover, I always play such a ghost trick, and immediately attach his subconscious mind to the main body of memory to passively appreciate the most profound experience in the main memory.

This time it seems to be a bit different. The numbness of the body is too real, and it is no longer the perspective of God, but the consciousness of oneself is really integrated with this body.

brush!

The faint light in the room lit up. On the display screen of the side less than two meters opposite Yang Fan, a series of messages suddenly appeared, and a sound that made Yang Fan very familiar sounded on the screen.

“Student Yang Fan, the score of this appraisal is C, the assessment is not passed, I hope to make persistent efforts next time, and try to get into the federal school you are looking forward to!”

Yang Fan is a spirit, and he quickly looks up. Isn't this the voice of the guy in the system? How did it come to his dream?

On the electronic screen, it seems that Yang Fan’s personal achievements are recorded. Yang Fan’s eyes are fixed, and he quickly sees what he wrote:

Name: Yang Fan

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Wudao level: Wutu level

Class: Class 29 in the third grade

Assessment time: 8 hours

Content of the assessment: In the "Salvation" game, we successfully reversed the decline of the Terran before the advent of the end of the world, disseminated the martial arts, exposed the conspiracy of the Yaozu, and saved more Terran compatriots.

Assessment score: C (fail)

System evaluation: The candidate's thoughts are correct and there are people who save the human race and inspire others. However, the overall situation is insufficient, there is no leadership ability, no command ability, the martial arts talent is general, and the spiritual talent is insufficient. Personality defects: inferiority, arrogance, stubbornness, certain psychological hidden dangers, slight persecution of paranoia, suggesting theorem for psychological intervention.

Note: All the above results are judged by the "Salvation" mental brain, which is true and effective, without any human intervention. Within three days after the end of the assessment, candidates can check the assessment results at any time.

Yang Fan was so aggressive, how did he become the firewood that only had the second level of the martial arts?

Also, what is this "salvation" game?

The mock exam was not conducted in the eastern suburbs of West Chu City. How did it become a game now?

Yang Fan’s headache is cracking. It’s not like dreaming, but he still seems to be still in a dream. What the **** is going on?

"Students Yang Fan, the assessment is over, please leave now!"

"Students Yang Fan, the assessment is over, please leave now!"

There was a familiar reminder sound on the screen. Yang Fan browed and tried to roll over from the virtual cabin and walked toward the door of the room. He had to go outside to have a look, maybe there would be something different outside. clue.

brush!

Yang Fan just walked to the front door, the camera on the door scanned autonomously, and the door opened automatically.

"Small sail! You can come out!"

When Yang Fangang went out, he was dragged by a familiar middle-aged woman and asked him: "The assessment is over, how come you come out? I have already told you, don't care too much about the assessment. Results, after graduation, you will follow your dad to help in the store, and you can support your family."

"If you really want to go to school, let your dad go to give you a martial arts hall, and you can continue to practice martial arts."

"Don't always think about going out of town. The slayer is going to die so many people every year. If you go out with them, can you sleep well every day?"

The woman took Yang Fan’s whispers, but it made Yang Fan’s heart rise for a while, and the lonely heart disappeared. The memory that originally belonged to this body began to immerse him in the blank. A piece of the brain.

"Mom, don't say it again!" Yang Fan screamed naturally, his heart steadily looking at the woman who had raised him for 18 years, solemnly saying: "You don't have to worry about me, I have grown up, and, I’m used to it, and I’m not able to hit me at all.

Comrade Zhao Linglan heard a glimpse of it and looked up seriously at his eldest son. Some of his heart was sour, and he was used to it. He was full of all the bitterness and pains of this child in high school for three years.

She raised her hand and touched some of Yang Fan’s cold face clips, holding his head and plucking it to his forehead. Wen Yan said: "Stupid son, martial arts talent is never allowed, you should not give yourself too much pressure. Go, with mom Go home, your dad gave you your favorite egg noodle!"

Yang Fan’s eyes lit up: “Is the egg received again in the store?”

"Yeah, I just received two fire eggs with a hundred pounds from your uncle Zhang, sold one, and one for you and your sister." Zhao Linglan took Yang Fan’s arm and went out. As I walked, I said, "Let's go back, maybe your dad is already ready!"

No one mentions the results of the assessment. For a student who is the last one for each assessment, it does not make sense to ask what the test results are.

Although this time the assessment is very different, the entire federal high school graduates, the first unified trial of the virtual degree of 100% of the game cabin for virtual simulation assessment, but in any case, the assessment is ultimately inseparable from strength and talent.

Therefore, Zhao Linglan knows well that for her eldest son Yang Fan, the results of any assessment are almost the same, and it is better not to ask.

"Son, is your brain okay?" After two steps, Zhao Linglan suddenly stopped again and carefully looked at Yang Fan: "When I saw you out, it looked like I was dumb, and I didn't seem to know me at all." The same, it will not be a memory disorder, has not yet been awakened from the virtual assessment?"

“Is there?” Yang Fan was a little guilty. “It just felt a little confused, and my mind was a little awake. But now it’s much better, everything has already been remembered.”

"Look, how can the aging mother feel wrong?" Zhao Linglan looked like this, and then began to complain: "I really don't understand why the federal government should use such a virtual device to give you these standards." Used by the military. I heard that even the most determined martial artist, in the virtual game, it is possible to lose yourself, can not distinguish the boundary between virtual and reality, the side effects are not small!"

Yang Fan nodded: "The virtual scene is really difficult to distinguish, but the federal government naturally has its considerations. We have the power to intervene. I believe that the federal government should not harm us!"

Zhao Linglan gave his son a look: "Fair and right, the old lady is naturally clear, but I am not worried that your head will be eclipsed. I heard that the side effects of the virtual game are not small. If you have something wrong, you must Tell mom, do you know?"

Yang Fan nodded again and again, but still remembered his great martial arts in Chengdu, and the spirit began to look awkward.

In the corridor, on the campus, Yang Fan saw many familiar faces, such as Huayue, Xiayan, and cold, and Wang Zhe, who was wearing sunglasses and walking head-on, all of whom were still alive.

Not only they, the South China Military Academy, the West Chu City, and the millions of citizens in the West Chu City are all alive.

There is no war of destroying the city, there is no system to carry, and there is no template for the protagonist who has served as the savior at the beginning of the last days.

Everything he experienced before was all a game, a virtual life.

Zhao Linglan pulled away from the school gate. At the moment of passing by Wang Zhe, Yang Fan’s heart suddenly burst into an impulsive impulse. He couldn’t help but stop Wang Zhe’s way and asked Wang Zhe straight. "Mr. Wang, are you a Yancheng person? Graduated from the Federal Military School? There is also a squad leader who has always crushed you, called Sun Yan?"

Wang Zheyi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I looked at Yang Fan with a puzzled look, raised my hand and took off the sunglasses on my face, and looked at Yang Fan with some unsatisfactory look: "Small classmates, the news is very well-informed! Tell me, you Where did you hear these news? Although my information is not top secret, but in this West Chu City, few people can know."

Yang Fan’s body was stiff and his mind was in chaos.

Looking at Wang Zhe's look, he seems to have admitted his identity, but how is this possible? Those are all virtual scenes and memories. How can it be true to reality?

Coincidence?

Seeing that Yang Fan seemed to anger the handsome teacher in front of him, Zhao Linglan quickly pulled Yang Fan to the side and accompanied him to laugh at him.

"Mr. Wang is right, you should never think about this child. He just came out from the mock assessment. His mind is still not fully awake. It’s all in gibberish. When it’s not true, I even even my mother. I don't recognize it."

The road apologized, not waiting for Wang Zhe to say anything, Zhao Linglan took Yang Fan and quickly left, the footsteps were fast, almost in the trot, not a moment of effort went out of the school gate.

Wang Zhe stood in the spot and looked at the mother and son silently, but his eyes were always on Yang Fan’s body.

"Is it really just nonsense? How can the gibberish me feel that my bottom is fine? The name Sun Yan is almost forgotten. How can he know?"

"I still secretly love, the secret thing is who told him, it is boring enough!"

With doubts in his heart, Wang Zhe turned and continued to walk to his office.

The monk ran away from the temple. He remembered that the kid seemed to be a celebrity of the twenty-ninth class. There should be a nickname called "Shame of South China". It is not difficult to find.

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