Han Feng tried his best, coercion and temptation had no effect at all, and in the end he could only reluctantly acquiesce in Sister Rabbit's banditry behavior. Tomorrow morning is the time for the tactical sand table to open, and this time Han Feng is very careful to put the Sanctuary in the Bottle, the control module, Gaia, and everything that may reveal his secrets into the sixth grid of the seven-dimensional space.

The morning sun poured in from the window, Han Feng frowned slightly, slowly opened his eyes, and remembered the madness with Deris last night, even his body with the power of a dragon had a feeling of softness, looking sideways, Deris was lying lazily beside him, and his tender arms were still gently holding his arms.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't escape from this bullshit planet, or for the group of Cleigans who would destroy everything in the future, Han Feng really had the kind of way to pull many beauties to be a happy earth emperor--- the entire land of the Templar in the Bottle and the life realm would be about the size of an island country in the previous life.

Helplessly, all these assumptions were not true, Han Feng had to obediently continue his great and sacred mission, slowly sat up, and found that Deris had just opened her eyes, and the unconcealed satisfaction and spring in her eyes made him inexplicably excited, and the little brother ran to set up a tent in a hurry.

"Husband, hurry up and come down for dinner, the virtual battlefield will be open in an hour!" Cerri's shouts were heard outside the door.

"What a troublemaker..."Delis put on her clothes and walked out of the room with the depressed Han Feng in her arms, and everyone hurriedly had breakfast and came to the door of the virtual battlefield, where there was already a crowd of people, many of whom were eating the small stove of Thor Somla--- virtual battlefield that was open alone for five days! Of course, the price of this kind of small stove is quite expensive, and students who have no background really can't afford it.

There is an extra strange device at the gate of the virtual battlefield today, it looks a bit like an arch bridge, dozens of things similar to cameras are placed in the center of the arch bridge, emitting a light blue light that sweeps over each student, and few of the students who are anxiously waiting to enter the tactical sand table part care about this extra device, and the door of the hall is open and they rush in.

Han Feng faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say why, and followed everyone in, entering the cockpit with ease, waiting for the start of the virtual battlefield.

Somla was standing in front of a huge light curtain with a serious face at this time, staring at the information displayed on it, and muttered: "There are 157732 students who have entered the virtual battlefield, and there are twenty-seven people with ancient weapons, and the most suspicious Miles has not found anything on him?" ”

"Someone! Calories from the Air Magic Academy, Miroudan from the Water Magic Academy... These twenty-seven people, after the start of the virtual battlefield, they all invited me to a private room, and I want to talk to them! Somra frowned and ordered, two days ago Magnus sent someone to send this device placed at the entrance of the virtual battlefield hall, and gave a death order: "There is someone in the magic academy who carries the forbidden key to the ancient civilization, and he must be found as soon as possible!" ”

Seeing that these students under his command, including Miles, who was the most suspicious before, had successfully passed the test, Somla felt extremely relaxed, who let his most proud disciple fall in love with that kid.

Somla tapped a button lightly and said in an impassioned voice, "Students! The Tactical Sandbox will be officially activated in 10 minutes! Do you want to make a difference? Do you want to dominate? There's the most real war in there! His Majesty Magnus, the great Immortal King, promised that as long as you can achieve excellent results in it, you will be rewarded handsomely, and it will be easy to be crowned a marquis! ”

Encouraged by him like this, many students were a little excited, and entered the virtual battlefield with infinite longing, not to mention those students who had not yet completed the second turn task, and began their own cultivation journey like crazy, just to say that they had entered the group of students who had entered the tactical sand table.

Han Feng opened his eyes and found himself and his companions standing on a huge platform, which was densely packed with students with blank faces. In front of the platform were eleven large portals, each marked with the numbers 1 to 11 of the Entagre continent.

Ernnie, who was transformed into a giant by the virtual battlefield, waved his hand to signal many students to calm down, "The assessment goal of your first month of entering the tactical sand table is to establish your own stronghold, and by constantly completing tasks and accumulating troops, you will capture a castle of your own, and if you fail to reach the assessment goal this month, your graduation points will increase by 500 points!" As for those who have passed, don't be complacent, and you will be assessed from time to time in the future! Now randomly assign the starting position! ”

It was only at this time that Han Feng and the others knew how rebellious the reward they had received for completing the second route mission--- and they had a castle of their own when they came out, wouldn't that be much higher than the starting point of others?

Han Feng, who fantasized about a group of brothers and sisters joining forces, was surprised to find that his teammates were mixed in the crowd of students and took off into the first ten portals, while he himself was thrown into the eleventh portal by a powerful force!

The moment he entered the door, Han Feng found himself floating above an endless continent, and a pleasant electronic synthesized voice sounded in his ears: "Welcome to the world of tactical sand tables, now please choose your initial race, class..."

"Old-fashioned..."Han Feng glanced disdainfully at the void space, and slapped directly on the light curtain that appeared in front of him--Race: Tower, Profession: Magician.

"You get a castle card of your choice, please select the castle type, get 5 free attribute points from the start, please assign...", the synthesized voice prompted again.

Han Feng found that the Elemental Clan was not listed in the race and initial castle in the options given, so he had no choice but to take the Terran Castle--- which could create a class with a speed that was only as fast as the Phoenix!

Velocity! Damn speed! This only restriction on Han Feng's favorite tower clan has always been a problem for him, and now that he has the tower clan castle obtained from the ghost king, Yin Wind City, he naturally chose the Terran castle that can make up for the difference in speed. As for the attribute points, Han Feng Han Feng activated the crystal on his forehead and saw his attribute interface:

Race: Tower, Class: Magician

Specialty: Navigation

Battle Command Level: Level 0, 0/1000

Energy share gained: 0

Attack: 0

Defense: 0

Mana: 0

Knowledge: 2 (reward for changing jobs)

Support Skills: Wisdom Level 1, Air Magic Level 1, Navigation Level 1, Fire Magic Level 1 (the ninth skill rewarded by the mission)

Magic: Attack Acceleration, Magic Arrows, Fireballs

Commander Attributes: Health 100, Mana: 20, Combat Skill: None

In Han Feng's impression, the probability of the tower hero leveling up to gain knowledge was much higher than that of the other three, so he did not hesitate to add all the points to the magic power. At the same time as the free points were counted, a pleasant voice sounded again, "Since you are the first student to obtain the castle in this map, your starting position is located at 0000000,000000, and the nearest tactical sand table to you is the Holy Light City, where the missions, supplies, full-time, and communication are located, and the coordinates are 020547, 020547, good luck!" ”

"Devisnia! Isn't putting Lao Tzu in the center of the map waiting to be wheeled? ”