In Dr. Ran's messy laboratory, he was leaning over the huge solid wood table, burying his head in a serious study, and the wide table was filled with all kinds of messy experimental equipment and various equipment that ordinary people couldn't name.

"Hello Dr. Chao, Instructor Beauva is online, she asked if you have time and wants to talk to you." A mechanical female voice rang out in the lab.

"Oh, hell, girl, it's not a virtue to disturb someone else's work in the middle of the night." Dr. Chaos looked up and muttered to himself as he looked over the black solid wood table. In less than a second, in that direction, there seemed to be a wave of water in the air, and a moment later, a holographic projection of Instructor Bova automatically appeared.

"Old man, I'm not happy, I'm very unhappy!" Beauvoir seemed to have just taken a shower, with flaxen hair and a milky white bath towel around her body, revealing her two slick snow-white shoulders, and a bottle of vodka in her hand, walking around excitedly.

Alas. Dr. Chaos knocked on his head.

This girl has to get drunk before every martial arts assessment.

"Old man, I'm really fed up, fed up with this place, fed up with that damn Xiao Fei, fed up with the sandbags that blow up every day, fed up with everything." Beauva waved the bottle in her hand and shouted at Dr. Chaos.

Dr. Rann shook his head with a smile and said patiently, "Oh, no! Little girl, you're still young, you've just been in this place for 20 years, and if you're my age, you wouldn't think about it. ”

Beauvoir suddenly stood and screamed:

"Still young? Damn it! I'm 35! I stayed away from home, away from my loved ones, to stay in this damn place, to use the methods my father taught me, to raise batch after batch of killing machines, my God, I am still alive. Oh, my God! Enough is enough, enough is enough! I'd rather go out right now and fight with that damn Sakura Master! ”

"Fight? Do you use a wine bottle? There was a hint of ridicule in Dr. Chao's eyes, he rubbed his tired eyes, put down a small sparkling thing in his hand, and casually pressed a button, a machine next to him clicked, and the mechanical arm stretched out a cup of fragrant Blue Mountain coffee.

"Beauvoir, you are still as impulsive as your father. Have you forgotten how he died? ”

Dr. Rann drank the pure taste of coffee, shook his head, and his eyes were full of memories: "Your father is a classmate of my Moscow University, and in the KGB Siberian training camp, he is the most powerful instructor in martial arts.

It's a pity that a warrior is a warrior, and no matter how powerful he is, he can't beat the fit. The trip to the Mysterious Valley 30 years ago made that damn Wakoku devil Abe, yes, the guy who was tormented by your father and broke his leg for molesting your mother, from a Wakoku ronin hooligan, suddenly became a high-level fit-in-one, easily injured your father, and arranged for someone to ...... him"

"Don't say it...... Beauva drank the vodka bottle in her hand in one gulp, threw it away with a thud, and opened another bottle with a snap of her fingers. She threw herself into the softest sofa in the room, rubbed her flaxen hair, and said bitterly:

"The damn old guy who saved me back then said that as long as I am an instructor here, the Dragon Worship Group will avenge me! It's a pity that after so many years, Abe, the enemy who killed his father, has been promoted to the eighth level of the highest! But I'm still an ordinary person, revenge? See Tam, Go! ”

Dr. Chao's eyes were full of strangeness, and he sighed and said, "Girl, that 'damn' old guy you said is now the Great Elder of the Divine Dragon Worship Regiment, our highest commander, and as far as I know, he never talks nonsense. ”

Beauvoir lifted the bottle, stuffed it into her small mouth, took a sip of the spicy liquid, and said loudly:

"He lied to me! Old man, I know, only the Holy Class can take out that bastard Ampere! But damn it, for so many years, it is very rare for Huaxia and Rus to be saint-level, even high-level combined. They either died in the martial arts assessment, or they lay down in the mysterious valley! You say, how can I trust him?

Also, who designed this assessment process? Do these combinators have to close themselves off and be like ordinary people, stupidly carrying knives to cut people, so that it is called training? Old man, do you know, every time one by one, the fit of the person falls in the fighting link, my mood is very bad. ”

"Ugh." Dr. Chaos scratched his back and sighed again:

"Beauva, I know you have some ideas about the design of the martial arts assessment, but you must know that when the worship group originally designed the assessment, it was compared and considered by many parties."

"Considerations? I think it's murder. Beauva drank the second bottle again and picked up the third.

Dr. Chaos put down the instrument in his hand, looked at the Bova projection in the air, and said solemnly:

"Bova, as a base instructor, there are some things you and I can say, don't talk nonsense when you go out." Dr. Rann paused, and when he saw Bova curled up on the sofa, his eyes immediately softened again, and he said slowly:

"The Mystic Valley is unpredictable, and every time you go in, it's different. A physically weak merger, even if his UMO level is high, it is useless, if he falls into it, the lost UMO may be cheap for others, therefore, for every place to enter the Mysterious Valley, each UMO organization is cautious, and the best of the best is selected. This is also the reason why the Shenlong Worship Group chose the three of us as instructors. ”

Bova snorted: "I know, old man, you have to brag again, Dr. Chao's prehistoric knowledge, my family's fighting skills, and Xiao Fei's wilderness survival experience are all the top in the entire Huaxia Kingdom and even the UMO world." But what's the use?

Every ten years, batches of cannon fodder drive into the Mystic Valley and become the dung of the beasts inside! Sometimes, even I wonder if I'm making fodder for the monsters in Mystic Valley! ”

"Feed?" Dr. Ranch shook his head:

"My child, you are too pessimistic, please remember that someone in your hometown of Rus has said that there will always be bread, and there is also a proverb in Huaxia that as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron rod is sharpened into a needle, listen to me, and everything will be fine. All right, kid, drink this bottle of wine and go to sleep.

Tomorrow, you have to be the chief officer and score these rookies! In particular, you might see a few funny little guys here! Okay, girl, good night. ”

Dr. Mess mischievously squeezed his eyes.

"Okay. Having said all this, old man, I am indeed in a little better mood. Beauva vented, feeling slightly better, said goodnight, turned off the holographic projection communicator, and drank the last sip of vodka.

Staying in this damn base for a long time, people are more or less abnormal. Over time, everyone has developed one or two ways to soothe their emotions.

And punching sandbags and drinking vodka are the main decompression methods of the violent beauty instructor Beauva.

"Interesting?

Except for Duan Fa's little white face and Han Qingyan's kung fu barely enough, how can there be any interesting guys? ”

Bova frowned her good-looking eyebrows, 20 years, several batches of trainees under her command have changed, many of them have participated in the Mystic Valley mission, and a few have even grown into the worship of the Divine Dragon, but their family feud is still far away.

"Father, the Japanese killed our whole family, chased me and fled to Huaxia, I must avenge this revenge." Beauva slowly turned off the interior lights. Somehow, a cunning black-faced kid and a dead fat man with tiny eyes appeared in front of her eyes.

Alas, these two guys are rookies who can't be vegetables at first glance. It seems that the chaotic old man seems to attach great importance to them, and specially asked her to add some "nutrition", but one is a beginner and one is a higher level, can they enter the Mysterious Valley?

Devils believe it.

As for that Duan Fa, his skills are very good, but it's a pity that he is an intermediate-level fit-in-chief, and he hooks up with Xiao Fei, his eyes are above the top, and his character is worrisome, expecting him to be promoted to the holy level?

Don't.

Han Qingyan? Despite being a high-level fitter, it's a shame that she has two pig-like teammates, and it's hard to get into the top three in points. What's more, this time two dizzy rookies were stuffed in, alas.

Sometimes, she really can't wait for a saint-level monster to appear immediately, and the scenery will graduate from here, stepping on the colorful auspicious clouds, holding a big killing weapon, killing into the mysterious valley, and killing the scenery and scenery, and dominating the entire super energy world.

"At that time, maybe my wish will come true."

With a reluctant sigh, Beauva shook her head, threw herself on the large bed covered with brocade silk, and buried her head in her eyes and closed her eyes.

……

On the same dark night, Duan Fa was in a single room, sneakily talking to Xiao Fei on the confidential phone on the internal line.

In front of him, there were seven or eight tubes of medicine, vacuum-packed, with needles and syringes in it. The liquid that has been pre-filled in the syringe is covered with a colored plastic protective sleeve on the needle, and if necessary, the package can be opened and injected immediately.

"Instructor Xiao Fei, the people you sent are the most common recovery potions, which can be exchanged for points, can you rely on them tomorrow?" Duan Fa's voice was puzzled.

Xiao Fei's impatient voice came: "I promised your family elders, how can I lie to you?" Your martial arts are good, you don't need to worry about tomorrow's game, but your two teammates are average.

So, in order to maintain the results of the wild survival group competition the day after tomorrow, I deliberately took out my treasure. Duan Fa, you take a closer look at the packaging, yes, pick up the needle and look at the rubber sleeve, is it a little different? ”

"I saw that the color of the rubber sleeve is different, the recovery potion rubber sleeve is gray, these are yellow, and a few are blue and red, is there any difference?"

"The difference?" Xiao Fei pursed his thin lips disdainfully, and a wheezing voice came from the phone: "I ask you, single fighting, what is the most important thing?" ”

Duan Fa hesitated, after all, he was born in a martial arts family since he was a child, and some things came as soon as he opened his mouth: "It's speed and strength." By the way, and stamina. ”

"Yes, in fact, this is the most basic common sense, what is the competition in martial arts, the comparison is who has more strength, who is faster, and who has strong endurance! As for other martial arts and experience, in a simple one-on-one fight, the usefulness is very limited.

So, don't underestimate these tubes of potions, each of them is unique in the world, basically taken from plants that only exist in the Mysterious Valley, and has gone through many procedures and carefully formulated.

By the way, you can't get me wrong, red like fire increases strength, blue like wind increases speed, and as for the yellow one, it's an endurance boosted version.

Tomorrow's game, if the draw is not ideal, these few things will ensure that you get the points you need. ”

Duan Fa was silent for a moment on the phone: "Instructor Xiao, these potions are very valuable, this is not like your style, let's just say, what do you want to do?" ”

"What for?" Xiao Fei's tone on the phone immediately became sharp, and he said fiercely: "My purpose is one, boy, you remember, bring me the life of that black-faced kid!" ”