As the sun was about to rise, the last of the sand of the Chrono Clock fell.

Fengchen, who was running in the jungle, found that the world suddenly froze at this moment.

The chasing pursuers behind him stopped, the swaying branches and fluttering corners of their clothes stopped, the clouds in the sky, the dew dripping beside them, and everything in sight.

And the next second, he found that his body was blurring, and a moment later, he had returned to his personal secret room.

Whew! When the slight dizziness in his mind passed, Xia Bei had recovered from Fengchen's state.

"Sure enough, the world is frozen. ”

Xia Bei looked at the personal secret room and thought to himself.

Under normal circumstances, the player withdraws from the Heavenly Dao Continent in the name of serving the Star God. However, in the case of battles or some special episodes, the exit method will be changed to World Freeze.

It's like a pause.

In such a situation, the space-time magic clock would not be integrated into the main magic bell array of the Tianxing World, which meant that all of this was in the stage where it had not happened or was happening, and it had not yet become the history of the Heavenly Dao Continent.

"The whole world is controlled by the star gods. Each player's small world is not only in a different space in the big world, but also at a different time. Maybe it's the past, maybe it's the present, maybe it's the future...... And these countless small spaces, like water droplets converging into rivers, or interlaced silk threads woven into cloth, constitute the vast history of the Milky Way Tianxing Mortal Realm. ”

Xia Bei was a little emotional, but he felt that it was really a power that only a god had.

Thinking out for a while, imaginative. Xia Bei couldn't help but think that he was standing here at the moment, thinking about this, could it be that in another time and space, his parents were also experiencing their lives.

Those who already know or don't know themselves.

Those that are in their friend's memory or in a yellowed photograph.

Like a personal space-time magic clock, the present is their own now, and for them, the present is theirs.

My father, who may have been young, was wearing a school uniform and playing the guitar handsomely for his siblings, and then the wrong note caused a burst of laughter. And my mother may have seen my father for the first time in the club, and she thought this guy was so annoying.

Even all this space and time overlapped, but they couldn't see them, and they couldn't see themselves.

There is no such thing as death, consciousness is the origin of all things.

After losing his mind for a moment, Xia Bei threw his cranky thoughts out of his mind, shook his head and smiled, and chose to quit the Tianxing World.

Back in the teleportation pod, he squeezed tubes of nutrients into his mouth, and finally recovered from that terrible state of hunger, opened the hatch and walked out.

Seeing him come out, the senior team members who were gathering in the rest area of the training room greeted him one after another. Xia Bei was surprised to find that in addition to Pei Xian, Niu Xiaotong and others, Zhao Yanhang, Xie Buqiu and other players who had signed into professional clubs were also there.

After chatting a few words, I realized that as newcomers, they had just participated in the club's training camp. Now it's time to come back and prepare for the second stage of the Star Division.

"Brother Xia," Niu Xiaotong said while holding a plate of dim sum and stuffing it into his mouth, "We were chatting just now, and we are going to form a team to specialize in tactical drills." Everybody said, I'm going to pull you in!"

"Oh?" Xia Bei turned his head to look, only to see Zhao Yanhang, Xie Buqiu, including Pei Xian, all focusing on themselves.

"How about it, Lao Xia, let's form a team to play the battle net, you will be the coach!" Zhao Yanhang said.

Xia Bei smiled: "What's the matter, life in a professional club is not going well?"

Zhao Yanhang and Xie Buqiu glanced at each other, turned around, and said with a wry smile: "It's quite smooth, the club atmosphere is very good, and everyone takes care of it." Besides, we are only training intensively, and we are not really joining the team. But ......"

He sighed and said, "The sense of urgency is still very strong. ”

Xia Bei nodded. Being in a professional club, he is naturally well aware of the environment of a professional club.

Unlike amateur teams such as universities, professional clubs have extremely high requirements for Star Fighters in all aspects, and the competition is extremely fierce and the pressure is particularly high.

It was a world where the strong were respected, and it was also a world with strict hierarchies. In this pyramid, newcomers like Zhao Yanhang are small fish and shrimp at the bottom of the pyramid.

To put it bluntly, the club signed them just to spend money on a future.

If they can grow, the club is naturally optimistic. But if they don't show their value, the club will not hesitate to give them up one day in the future.

There are a lot of newcomers popping up every year, but there are only a few places in the club.

Even if you are just a young army in the third-line echelon 108,000 miles away from the main force, there are countless people staring at your position, and you can't afford to slack off.

Therefore, from the moment they signed the contract, Zhao Yanhang and they could only work hard to go up, and they had to go up as fast as possible in order to fight their way out of the thousands of troops.

From this point of view, they can only rely on their own talent and hard work.

However, in addition to training hard and working hard to improve, there is another decisive factor that cannot be ignored in order to get ahead in the club.

That's the manager!

The manager is the soul of a team. Only he can decide the tactics and the way to play, and only he can decide who to use.

Therefore, the main force of most professional clubs has become the main force, in addition to their personal strength, the more important reason is the need for the tactical system set by the head coach.

In the long team, the tactical system is built around Zhao Yanhang and Pei Xian. But in a professional club, unless you grow into a superstar who can decide the outcome of the game and even the outcome of the game, and the manager has to design tactics with you at the core, you can only honestly follow the manager's tactical ideas and show your value in the tactical system.

Only then will you get the chance to play.

Now Zhao Yanhang has just completed the rookie training in the club, in fact, they have only stepped into the door of the club with one foot, and they have not really participated in the cruel competition, but obviously, through the training camp, they have already felt the pressure.

Therefore, in addition to the club's training camp, they need more training and improvement, and they also need to understand their coach's tactical thinking as soon as possible and adapt to the club's tactical system, so as to lay a solid foundation for seizing the opportunity one day in the future.

That's what smart people do.

"No problem. I join. Xia Bei thought about it for less than a second, and then agreed.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhao Yanhang and the others were extremely excited.

They came back today, saying that they were preparing for the second phase of the inter-school competition, but in fact, the main reason was that they heard that Xia Bei had been in the growth training room for the past two days.

And to form a team, other people can be less, and Xia Bei is indispensable.

No one knows Xia Bei's power better than them, and no one understands better than them how crucial Xia Bei's role is to form such a team. And all this has been proven as early as the first stage of the inter-school competition.

It is no exaggeration to say that it was Xia Bei who single-handedly brought him into the top four!

Therefore, inviting Xia Bei to join is the purpose of their return today.

Before speaking, everyone was a little apprehensive. After all, Xia Bei is not a professional star fighter, and this privately established team has no salary and no resources, although everyone has a good relationship, people are not obliged to help with this.

didn't expect Xia Bei to be so straightforward, and agreed without the slightest hesitation, which made people overjoyed.

"Then it's decided!" Zhao Yanhang put his arm around Xia Bei's shoulders and immediately nailed him to death: "I'll go to Battle.net to register in a while!"

"It's decided. Xia Bei said with a smile.

It's actually a hit and drop.

He had been thinking about forming a guild with Rouge, and in any guild, a strong clan was essential.

Before, he was going to bring in these guys who grew up, but now that the other party has sent them to the door by himself, there is no reason not to accept them. Moreover, after being promoted to the middle rank of the human realm, he has now reached the qualification line to apply for the Free Star Fighter. As a rookie who has never played a game or even had basic training, this team has been a great help to him as well.

After chatting with everyone for a while and having lunch, Xia Bei took two classes in the afternoon. When I returned to the dormitory in the evening, I immersed myself in drawing.

Although he has decided to apply for the professional Star Fighter, he is not ready to give up his studies. In addition to six years of hard work, the hobby of biological psionic armor is also one of the reasons.

The next day, Xia Bei once again walked into the teleportation cabin of the growth training room.

I was going to work at the club in the afternoon, and I heard that today, the manager who had not been in office would come to take office. However, for Xia Bei, the most important thing now is to complete this battle in the Heavenly Dao Continent.

After all, fate must be controlled by oneself.

Pushing open the door to the Heavenly Dao Continent, Xia Bei stepped out and had already turned into Fengchen.

The frozen world comes alive. The wind struck, and a lightning-like sword light slashed horizontally from the grass next to it!

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