Since both their own Admiral and Tirbitz have repeatedly mentioned the virtual warehouse for the game, as a starship mother from the high-tech era, Arden and Hyperion are looking forward to seeing what kind of black technology is used in the virtual warehouse of this world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huberian in particular is more interested in these things than Arton.

It is about the development direction of the technology tree, and the development of the Terran Tren Empire in the Koplu Star District, where Hyperion is located, is not as good as this world in terms of daily entertainment at times.

Virtual reality technology is a product of the laboratory, and it has not really become popular, at most it is used to train pilots of Viking fighters or Thor mechas.

It's a pity that the military of the Tren Empire later found that instead of spending a lot of money on virtual reality equipment to train pilots, it was better to throw them directly on the battlefield.

Even if only one out of ten people survives, it is still earned.

This is the normal thinking of the Terran Empire in the Koplu Star Zone, and it also reflects the status of the Terran in the three clans in the Koplu Star Zone from a certain aspect.

However, when I really saw the virtual warehouse, both Arden and Hyperion were a little unexpected.

"I thought it was going to be some kind of brain nerve connection." Hubelian, whose train of thought had been hovering on the back of his head with an intubation, looked at the egg-shaped cockpit in front of him and said.

"From the point of view of the mechanism of action, this thing is very similar to a kind of Kedarin crystal...... Original way of use. "Arden knew how the egg-shaped cockpit worked after a few glances.

"It's no wonder that only the ship's mother can use it, it's all by relying on ...... Well, that's supposed to be called something that works on the Admiral's Mind Network. Huberian, who had knocked on the eggs and had figured it out, said.

"Hey, be careful, these latest virtual game warehouses are very expensive." Seeing that Hyperion's hands and feet were not light or heavy, Tirpitz hurriedly said.

"Don't worry, this thing is it, if it's broken, I can make you another one." Hyperion looked down on the world's technology.

"Make another one? Good thoughts? Arden's eyes lit up when he heard Hyperion say this, and it seemed that he could do a lot of things if he used the virtual pod he had made.

"Well, it's useless to do it yourself, these equipment for official competitions have to be officially arranged." Tirpitz was going to complain about Hyperion's ignorance of the sky, but it suddenly occurred to him that the Star Cruiser in front of him was a tech nerd that could knock off orange mobile phones.

"Well, I'm just kidding, building a cell phone almost exhausts me, building something this big......" Hubelion patted the egg-shaped virtual pod, which was about twice his height.

"From a technical point of view, the virtual pod is not very complex." Arden shook the Hubelian orange phone in his hand, gestured to the same mobile phone and continued: "It's just a little bigger, I'll help." ”

"Well, okay then." Remembering Arden's skillful use of psionic energy, Hyperion reluctantly agreed.

"If you really want to make your own dedicated game warehouse, you can also do it, many professional players will find the engineering ship girl to customize the most suitable virtual cabin for their own usage habits, but it's best to use this public version."

Tirpitz, who noticed that the two starships were about to start drying technology, reminded helplessly.

"Don't worry, we're familiar with this kind of thing." Huberian, who didn't know what to do, said he would do it and tell Arden about the types of materials needed for the copycat virtual warehouse.

Hearing Hyperion's need, Arden had nothing to hide, and in this place, which was originally the meeting room of the agency compound, turned into a star spirit magic.

In less than half an hour, in Tirbitz's eyes when he looked at the alien ship mother, two virtual warehouses of similar size and style to the original appeared in the conference room.

"Get ......it done," said Huberian, who was busy wiping the sweat from his forehead that didn't exist.

"Pretty much in line with your style, but are you sure it makes sense?" Glancing at the virtual cabin that Hyperion had made for herself, Arden nodded.

"It's called feelings, feelings!" Huberian said loudly as he crawled into his virtual compartment and lay down on his chair.

"Is this also called feelings?" Without tiptoeing, Arden said, who can get an unobstructed view of Hyperion's dedicated virtual warehouse by relying on his height.

"What feelings?" Tirpitz, who had finally recovered from the temporary stupor caused by the alien ship mother, also leaned over to take a look.

What appeared to her was that the virtual pod, which was supposed to have only a recliner and a virtual link helmet, was decorated like some kind of spaceship cockpit.

A bunch of bizarre buttons, multiple composite screens, a 2-in-1 multi-function joystick, and a pendant that looks like some kind of bug.

"Hehe, how's it going, Empire style." Huberian shook the joystick a few times, as if piloting some kind of spaceship.

"I thought you'd get a monitor, a keyboard with only three keys, and a mouse." In Arden's eyes, if you really want to talk about feelings, the feelings of the human race should be like this.

“…… Arden, are you complaining about me? Hearing Arden mention the Thunder God mecha cockpit again, Hyperion's face darkened.

In order to meet the ever-changing battlefield as much as possible, the Thor cockpit that uses the functions of fully automatic enemy seeking, automatic aiming, and automatic cannon shooting is indeed the same.

Unlike the Star Spirit, who casually dragged out a fanatic has hundreds of years of combat experience, and the combat experience of the whole race of insects is shared, even the ace of the human elite is not comparable to the other two races in these aspects.

Therefore, we can only work on this convenient and universal way of fully automatic warfare.

"It's not that it's ...... complaining" Arden just felt that the Terran approach was wrong, but there was a feeling that it was too much, and it was too easy for the experienced enemy to seize on the shortcomings and suppress it.

"Ahem, isn't your virtual cabin also full of feelings?" Feeling unable to refute Arden in this regard, Hyperion decided to drag the other into the water together.

"Wow!" Hearing Hyperion say this, Tirbitz turned his gaze to Arden's virtual cabin, and then saw what he saw made the retired ship mother exclaim.

The light blue crystal paved cabin, these crystals flow back and forth, like a constellation line, forming a real and illusory seat in the middle of the virtual warehouse.

And the location that was supposed to be the virtual link helmet was only a crystal floating in the air under the action of an unknown force.

"It's not called feelings, it's called style." Satisfied with his work, Arden slowly flew into his virtual warehouse and put the crystal on his forehead.

"......" At the scene in front of him, Tirpitz didn't know what to say about these two starship girls who were a little playful, so he could only say helplessly:

"Fortunately, the communication method has not changed much."

Then connect the two lines to the latest virtual cabin and connect them to the copycat virtual cabin.

"Which game do you want to get acquainted with first?"

"Chariots." Arden thought for a moment and said.

"Eun, I also choose a chariot." Huberian said as he thought of going with Arden.

"A ...... for two Chariots? Tirbitz recalled a tank with a crew of only two and roughly guessed which vehicle the two starship wives would be assigned to.

"That's a great time, remember to complete the beginner mission." (To be continued.) )