Hong'er nodded, the panel beside her disappeared, and Mo Ran walked towards a device not far away. "Stand in the middle." Hong'er said outside the device.

Moran walked to the middle of the silver ring on the ground, and several translucent, slender hoses protruded from the silver disc above, which were then attached to Moran's limbs. A silver parapet rose from the silver ring beneath his feet, then enveloped him. His body also levitated as the wall completely enveloped him. It seems that it is to make his movements unaffected by the space around him.

The surrounding space is also plunged into absolute darkness by the rise of the surrounding parapet, and in such a space, all sounds are cut off, and it may not feel like much at first, but after a long time, a sense of unease will flow.

Just when Mo Ran didn't know what to do, countless stars lit up around him, and there was a vast black marble floor under his feet, and those stars looked like they were reflected on those floors. It's a much more beautiful place than the one in the previous transports.

Looking around, he felt like he was walking in the universe. Again, he was still like a ghost here, draped in a wide black cloak that shrouded his whole body. On the chest is the number of the Protoss, ninety-seven. It doesn't seem to be much different from the simulated lobby in the transport, maybe it's a little more to take care of here. After all, in a transport ship, there is no life-sustaining system.

After observing the surroundings, Mo Ran found the ranking and challenge panel introduced by Hong'er, and then he swiped the challenge panel to the side, and the task panel behind it also appeared in his sight. At this time, the challenge panel showed the numbers of many creatures that had entered the simulated combat zone, and they should have the same thoughts as Mo Ran. However, he didn't know that the vast majority of these people were from the Protoss, and there were only a few outsiders like Mo Ran.

After all, in the Protoss, they have more time and opportunity to come into contact with such simulations, and even when they were young, some families would train them to conduct such simulated operations, and now when they enter the Combined Fleet Academy, they are also the first to enter the simulated combat area, and then select some simple tasks to start performing. At least Mo Ran saw a lot of tasks being taken over one after another.

Mo Ran found that those who took on the task could not observe their battles at all, but could only see the battles between those challengers.

After thinking about it, he could understand, after all, some tasks still involve some military privacy, and it is naturally impossible for other students to watch the battle.

After understanding, Mo Ran just observed the task panel, there are naturally many tasks on it, but most of them are various battlefield cleaning and protection tasks, and Mo Ran can only start with the smallest task. In order to prevent some students from taking on tasks beyond their strength without authorization, resulting in irreparable losses, they can only take on some very simple tasks at the beginning.

Mo Ran took a look at his mission, which was to drive a dilapidated cleaning boat to clean a meteorite area. There are a large number of metals and rare elements in the meteorite area, this is a task issued by a small family of the Protoss, and the cleaning boat is also supplied by this family, of course, the bounty they pay is naturally collected by the academy, and then the academy gives the students certain victory points and level rewards. Otherwise, where does the money come from for the management of the huge academy, and the winning point is not the equivalent currency.

This mission only has two dozen win points, which is already considered the least number of tasks. Most of these mining areas are in the safe zone of the Protoss, so the safety factor is worth guaranteeing, and the victory points of the relative missions are naturally very few.

Mo Ran took the task, and after a few breaths, he found that the stars around him were rapidly receding, and the next moment he was standing in a dilapidated spaceship.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a dilapidated ship, as the captain's bridge is still a very old-fashioned mechanical bridge, with a large crew of people hanging in the cramped bridge, various screens flashing around, and a large number of pipes hanging. And the surrounding ones are not any creatures, but a large number of robots with four mechanical arms, looking at their old models, Mo Ran feels whether this spaceship is a modified spaceship pulled out of his grandfather's garage.

Most of these robots are fixed in position, which means that the spaceship is mechanical except for one creature. And except for a small number of maintenance robots that can walk around, he may be the only one who can walk around at will.

With a long sigh, Mo Ran picked up a mechanical panel on the side, this kind of mechanical panel was eliminated I don't know how many years ago, and touching the metal frame, he couldn't help but think of Quartermaster Erin who was on the moon with a pen in his hair.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that this kind of grandfather spaceship is a kind of spaceship that many small Protoss families like to use, it is cheap, it can be manufactured in large quantities, and he won't care much about damage. Not all meteorite areas contain high-value metals and elements, so casting a wide net is the best investment, although this is said, each ship needs to be assigned a captain, and experienced captains will naturally not take on such simple and crude tasks, so cooperating with the academy has become a very natural choice.

In the past, the dean would still control the number of such tasks with almost no skills, but since the current dean came to power, it seems that as long as he gives money, almost all tasks can be on the task panel, which makes many Protoss families very happy, and the tasks of those small families have not been interrupted.

I knocked on the panel in my hand, and there were about ten kinds of words on it, and I couldn't understand any of them except for the simple words of the Protoss. This made Mo Ran, who was not very proficient in learning the script of the Protoss, feel a headache. But he barely understood the instructions. They want to detect and mine all the meteorites in an area, and the ownership of the ore belongs to the family, and no one can take it for private use for any reason.

Faced with such a clause, Mo Ran just wanted to sneer, and it was impossible for him to take it away in this state. After letting the navigation robot set the course, Mo Ran just looked at the large number of screens around him, and when the spaceship was started, these screens were swaying left and right, and they looked very unstable.

"The ship is in good condition, the equipment is in good condition, the energy is sufficient, and it is ready to take off." Mechanical voices speak the universal language of the Protoss.

"Let's take off!" Mo Ran said a little helplessly, who let him accept this cheapest task, now he can only look at the trembling spaceship around him, and the perspective in front of the spaceship on the small screen in front of him.

Accustomed to the three-dimensional projection technology on the huge bridge and the wide view of the ship around him, he was really not used to using this ancient system suddenly.

After one jump, the ship needs to be overhauled for two hours before moving again. This kind of efficiency is really incomparable to Mo Ran's warship in the simulated battle.

So he simply fell asleep and told him to inform him when the ship arrived. And so the boring mining mission began.

The area to which the spacecraft will go is a meteorite area, which has not been explored since it was discovered, so this small family is using a dilapidated spaceship to explore and mine.

It took about two days for the dilapidated spacecraft to reach the mining area, and the probe began scanning the surrounding meteorites. These things don't need to be done by Mo Ran at all, and all things are done by intelligent machines.

After the exploration, the sweeper began to project small mining equipment one by one. These small mining equipment are directly attached to meteorites that have metallic ores and elements. In the case of metal-containing meteorites, the detection equipment directly uses high-energy pulses to shatter the rocks in those meteorites, exposing the metal directly and then mining. Meteorites containing some rare elements can only be dragged back to the spaceship and brought back to collect.

And the end of the collection here is when Mo Ran goes back, and it is naturally impossible for the cleaning boat carrying a large number of meteorites to migrate, so the distance back will be calculated in years. Mo Ran naturally couldn't accompany him all the way.

However, the speed of the collection is still quite fast, and it only took half a day, and the cleaning ship could not be loaded, so it could only return, and Mo Ran also successfully handed over this task. Mo Ran didn't know what the harvest of this family was this time, but Mo Ran really didn't want to take on such a task.

When he returned to the simulated combat area, Mo Ran found that there were several messages in his terminal. Looking at the past, it was basically Rogge, Tianhong's information, and Wanliu's. Wanliu said that she was going to the test area to conduct the experiment, while Rogge and Tianhong asked where Mo Ran was.

The winning point he just got was also put into his terminal by Mo Ran, after all, the room in the accommodation area, even if he is not there, will continue to be charged. After thinking about it for a while, Mo Ran still sent half of the victory points he had just obtained to Adjutant Wang Zuo's terminal.

"Hong'er, is there any way to avoid that kind of task that takes a long time?" Mo Ran didn't go out, still in the device.

"Each mission is described in detail, but the combat mission is not detailed, only a general description, and there are too many uncertainties in the combat mission, so there is no way to give a detailed situation." Hong'er's voice came.

Mo Ran nodded, and then took a serious look at every task he could accept, those tasks that he could accept were shown in red, and there were more gray tasks that he could not accept, unless he raised his command level. However, when Mo Ran thought that he could stay here for a period of time and even skip eating, he found that there were only about thirty of the forty or so winning points he originally had.

"In a simulated combat zone, five winning points a day are charged." Hong'er seemed to see Mo Ran's confusion and added. In this way, those creatures who want to live in a simulated combat zone will be completely eliminated.