There was always a little bit of light in the black sky of the safe zone, which was the begging of the people for the night.

Life is always so peculiar, on the one hand, I don't want to live in the night, and on the other hand, I just beg greedily or am indifferent.

The man in white in R001 looked at the night and muttered to himself, two days had passed since the war, and there were only 3 days left before the time he gave, that is, there were 3 days left to reach the New Year.

"What else can I do? Top dog. ”

"I don't know, I"

"Hahaha!" The man in white laughed and cried, but he was no longer qualified to shed tears.

"Maybe I should have gone with you." The man in white said with some sadness, "Fengtian, Fengtian, do you regret it?" The man in white looked at the light in the dark night and smiled bitterly, "I, will Yang Fengtian regret it?" ”

"Nope! No regrets! Yang Fengtian changed his haggard and looked into the distance, "Devil's fart, this time the seven of us will fight you again!" ”

"Come on! Afraid of what? Boss, wait for me. Yang Fengtian's face was excited, but his voice was getting smaller and smaller, but the belief was spreading to the sky.

For three days, the entire R1203 area was filled with quiet figures, and a black line stretching to the edge was already approaching the edge. But not a single one in the crowd showed a happy expression. It's not that they're not human, it's that this ruin is too terrifying, death is everywhere, human life is too fragile, heavy, and oppressive to fill the entire area at this time.

In Sector R1203, people have seen too many dead relics, but none of them have any proof of life, and they have long known that it was a year-long cleansing, very thorough. They don't dare to have any feelings, not that they don't, but they can't. Seven days, sacrificing all the lives of an area, the data left behind, every detail can not be wrong.

This formation will greatly enhance their spirit and the accuracy of data collection, they carry the value of all the lives of a district, and they must hold on to it until the last moment when the head of a district has exhausted everything and even bears the greatest blood debt of mankind since the founding of the United States.

Three days without eating or drinking, since the United States, the human system has been further improved, and the collection of all the medical values in human history has only slowly increased for three days, of course, compared to the human race in history, one day is too much.

This is a critical time, they have been highly concentrated for three days and three nights, and they must rest. This is the biggest difficulty of this mission, although they all want to continue, but their bodies have long been unable to bear it. They have to stop at the same time, or swap out at the same time, and it's hard to think that they've spent nine years training, and without the help of intelligent machines, they'll have to time with old-fashioned quantum clocks, which will be on the order of billionths of a millisecond, but that's not enough, they need to be more accurate, more precise. So now we can only rely on the reaction of the human beings themselves, and they have trained for nine years and honed for nine years to achieve a mechanical reaction that has been in place for nine years.

At this time, the entire R1203 area presents a strange formation, everyone is moving but they are all replacing, the crowd falling in the R1203 area is like a superimposed shadow on the alternation of time, the whole process lasted a full six minutes, no more than one second, no less, this is the longest time they can last, thousands of people will be exchanged at the same time in six seconds, they can be accurate to less than a trillion milliseconds, that is the maximum error that data analysis can accommodate.

They succeeded, but none of them wanted to stay, it was an unbeatable performance, but the curtain was far from falling, and they had to go on.

Three days later, Jiang Feng finally came out of his room. At this time, Jiang Feng had a trace of light on his body, but it was very faint.

However, during the three days that Jiang Feng stayed in the room, a major event occurred in the Mecha Tournament, the short-range quantum instrument spread out in the form of a virus, and the quantum instrument had replaced the mecha energy-origin energy in the entire survival base, and the energy equipped with a new type of equipment began to replace the original energy that had lasted for nearly four hundred years.

"Did it work?" The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Feng who was coming and said,

"Still barely figured it out?" Jiang Feng said with some frowns.

"Where?" The middle-aged man asked in surprise when he heard this.

"There's a problem with energy."

"What's the problem?"

Jiang Feng didn't answer, just fell silent.

The middle-aged man spoke, "Do you still need a quantum instrument?" ”

"No, that's useless."

"Useless? You've done your analysis? ”

"That's just a pretense, and there's something else to the energy source?"

This is the man also smiled and said: "You are really qualified!" ”

After a pause, the middle-aged man asked, "The source of energy is Mars?" ”

"Hmmm! And the whole short-range quantum meter has a strange program, and that quantum meter is more like a core control program! ”

"Hey, hey! Did you make energy? The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"How much do you know?" Jiang Feng looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Whew!" The middle-aged man exhaled and said, "It's crazier than you know." ”

The man looked at Jiang Feng with a smile and said, "I witnessed the creation and destruction of the first quantum instrument. ”

"The Quantum Meter was built by your recycling center!"