Mystery Makes Me Strong

"The reconnaissance plane called back, the enemy is retreating!"

The communication staff officer ran into the command room with the telegram excitedly.

"We won?"

Some people dare not believe it, but that is America with the largest industrial output value!

They actually beat each other back...

"It seems that the aircraft carrier is indeed the new master of the ocean..." Someone excitedly discussed.

"Yeah, even if we don't have aliens to fight, we still defeated them!"

In the command room, the captain, first officer, and combat staff cheered one by one.

Wu Liansong shook his head, no aliens involved? On the contrary, this is still a contest between aliens.

From morale to combat skills, almost everything has been taken care of.

Without the participation of aliens, it will only repeat the historical scene. They can't even find each other, and they are blocked in the port by the opponent's battleship and bombarded.

Even if the shore-based aircraft barely takes off, it will not be able to break through the opponent's air defense.

"Thanks to the great assistance of the two consultants, our friendship with Shenzhou will definitely be closer in the future." The captain commander said sincerely.

"Well, it's easy to say." Wen Rensheng didn't take it to heart.

Just listen to this kind of gratitude, whoever takes it seriously is naive, not to mention that these are scene NPCs.

After the celebration, the aircraft carrier slowly left the foggy area.

It seems that it does not seek to wipe out its opponents, or knows that it is meaningless to kill them all.

Those lost ships are nothing to the Americans at all, they just help them eliminate backward products.

Wen Rensheng looked around, and saw that as the aircraft carrier left, those people around were gradually hidden in the thick fog, just like actors on a stage retreating behind the scenes.

Judging from this detail, the use of "drama" in the event reminder given by the mysterious seed is really correct.

"Old Wu, what have you gained?" Wen Rensheng asked Old Wu.

"Well, my alien species has improved, and I feel the real sorrow of those South Americans. The victory is just a false victory, but the sorrow is permanent. Especially now, their status is actually no different from those in the flood discharge area. It's all because their ancestors didn't want to sacrifice and bleed, and just wanted to get by, and now they want their descendants to endure it." Wu Liansong sighed.

"Yes, the importance of culture lies here. It can always make civilization emerge heroes who are willing to pay and sacrifice in times of crisis." Wen Rensheng agreed very much.

"Don't talk about that, what did you get? Why didn't you give me any medals this time?" Wu Liansong asked back.

"My puppet manipulation skills have improved a lot. It seems that those plot NPCs are the best puppet material." Wen Rensheng said.

Originally, it was only a beginner level, but now it is almost able to be promoted to an intermediate level.

Under normal circumstances, this level would take at least 6 months, and now it’s just a few hours of naval battles, just for this, this cemetery will definitely become a market, and it’s the most lively one...

Of course, compared with last time, the harvest is much worse.

During the exchange between the two, the aircraft carrier made in China finally returned to the route and turned into a hulk again.

The freshness fades, and the rust returns.

The transformation of life and death is so clear.

After going out, they realized that it was almost dark, and it seemed that the time was passing by one to one.

This made Wen Rensheng heave a sigh of relief. If this cemetery can change the speed of time, it would be a miracle.

It's not too outrageous now, it's just equivalent to putting on a big illusion show.

"Teacher, are you back?"

"Are you okay?"

"Is the situation dangerous?"

The crowd drove the lifeboat, followed the two of them, and asked questions in one go.

"It's not very dangerous. After all, it's an aircraft carrier, a weapon for long-distance combat." Wu Liansong comforted everyone.

At this time, the speedboat that Charmian was on also returned.

He was the only one on the speedboat.

Everyone subconsciously looked at each other with complicated eyes.

Some people live, some people die.

After contacting the situation of entering three times before and after, Wu Shanshan frowned and said: "It seems that as long as there are two groups of people boarding different ships at the same time, it will enter the battle mode, and people are likely to die."

"It's cruel." Zhao Han muttered to himself.

"Don't be hypocritical here. I didn't see you slow down when you moved the shells before." Wang Wenwen said contemptuously.

"I don't know what's going on. Although I feel that this is cruel in my mind, I don't have any feeling of wanting to refuse." Zhao Han said helplessly.

"Okay, don't think too much, I told you before, this is their own choice. They want to improve quickly, but don't want to pay the price, unless this cemetery is your father..." Wen Rende comforted the two A girl said.

Zhao Han nodded silently. Before, she followed Wang Wenwen to fight pirates, but she thought it was just a game.

Later, I found out that I killed the real person, and I was uncomfortable with the other party for a long time, and I was persuaded by Mr. Wu that the pirates had to blame themselves.

Then came the big battle in the Persian Gulf, this time it was really a stand-alone game, which made her recover quickly.

But now, there have been casualties.

This made her feel a kind of fear. This foggy cemetery is actually a place of burial.

It buried not only ships, lives, but also its own weak heart.

If she enters a few more times, she feels as if she will never value life again...

Pressing her chest, she could easily feel her heartbeat, which was still so strong and clear, but it seemed to lose some warmth.

It's really scary. Before I knew it, I transformed myself from an innocent girl into a murderous executioner...

It turns out that this is the price of rapidly increasing strength.

Charmian passed by the crowd in a speedboat. He looked at Wen Rensheng and the two with equally complicated eyes.

Sure enough, he is a genius among geniuses. Such a situation can be reversed by one person.

The opponent's abilities must be strategic, unlike him, who only has some skills that can enhance local combat power, and they will be knocked down when they are used up.

Fortunately, the other party didn't kill them all, probably because they didn't want to kill them all.

After all, the scene is just a virtual one.

He didn't say anything, and it was hard to say anything under such an atmosphere.

So the two groups passed by.

In the theater is an enemy, outside the theater is still an opponent.

Then Wen Rensheng and others returned to the cruise ship.

"Judging from the situation in the past two days, this cemetery is very dangerous. Don't go there anymore. Wait until I find better safety measures." Wen Rensheng said to everyone while he was eating in the cabin.

"Yes, some scenes are simple and some are complicated. If the skills are not comprehensive, it will be difficult to pass the level." Wu Liansong nodded.

He has experienced three scenes in the whole process, and he has the most say.

Everyone did not refute.

Ordinary people will die if they enter, and aliens will die if they enter.

This is a veritable cemetery.

Wen Rensheng went on to say: "The most important thing is that the first few harvests were the biggest, and the later the harvest, the less."

"Well, it seems that it needs to recover its strength." Wen Rende guessed suddenly.

Everyone heard the words and fell into deep thought.

Since it needs to restore strength, where does its strength come from?