On the other side, Wanliu purchased several accessories for simulation through her own account. The first test will take place three days later. Of course, this is calculated based on the time of the Protoss, and three days on Earth is equivalent to one day of the Protoss. It didn't take long for a drone from the Quantum Matter Transfer Authority to send their accessories over.

There is still a theoretical and moral debate about quantum transmission on Earth, but the Sheave people do not have such constraints, and have already applied quantum transmission in many places, but they will not use it to transport some people. And those precious metals and elements cannot be transmitted in this way. First, because of the non-aggregability of these elements, and again because of the cost. And now the hardware in Mo Ran's hand, which is only the size of a thumb knuckle, is obviously much lower.

Mo Ran didn't know who was working for him in his post until now, but every time he saw the other party, he was wearing armor, but the dexterity and speed were amazing, and he had four arms, which was obviously different from Mo Ran. Mo Ran once wanted to ask the other party, but the other party was very silent and didn't say a word. After two times, Mo Ran naturally didn't care about him, but every time he went to the bar, he would bring an extra bottle of fruit wine.

After a period of time, Mo Ran was fighting in the simulated army, but most of the time he was the one who failed, and the opponent's strength was always several times that of him, so that Mo Ran himself didn't have much confidence to complete the simulation battle later.

"It's okay, just do your best." Wanliu handed the analog hardware in his hand to Mo Ran and comforted him. She could feel Mo Ran's frustration recently, Mo Ran didn't know what her strength was now, let alone what the test in the mock battle was.

Looking at the analog hardware in his hand with a wry smile, this little thing only needs to be attached to his forehead, and then it will naturally enter the simulation. Because of the large cardinality, the vast majority of simulations are different.

"Let's last have a unified battle!" Wanliu said. Mo Ran nodded, and then entered the last simulation. Such a unified battle often lasts for a long time, because it is necessary to manage a huge fleet and manage all kinds of combat ships and personnel, and such a large-scale operation must be prepared in advance, and a single operation can be as short as one day, and even last for three or four days in the long term.

This time, Mo Ran fought against the three fleets of the undead in a meteorite area, and the other side also had two space-class ships. This huge ship has a large number of material reserves and the assistance of medium-sized combat ships, it can give strong cover to the fleet in battle, and the huge quantum integration system can make each drone more intelligent, so that the combat strength is greatly increased.

Although Mo Ran is now also standing in the captain's room of an astronaut-class ship, his strength here is undoubtedly much weaker.

The ships of the undead do not need the materials of personnel and the materials needed for survival. So every ship is a weapon size maximum. Compared to the fleet of the Protoss, the undead fleet has more gunfire, thicker ship armor, more drones, and no matter whether life or death. And if the Protoss fleet loses more than four achievements, it will begin to collapse.

Rubbing his forehead, Mo Ran first sent a team of drones to carry out a tentative feint. The other ships covered each other to protect their own ships.

On the other hand, Rogge angrily threw away his glasses. "What kind of test is this, isn't it a joke that a fleet of my astronautic-grade Protoss is going to deal with a fleet of the undead race?" It is certain that the strength of the undead is stronger than that of the Protoss, but because there are not many high-level civilizations in the realm of the undead, the exploitation of their resources is naturally subject to many restrictions. Therefore, most of the time, it is the Protoss who can defeat the Undead Clan with numerical superiority. So when Rogge himself faced the undead fleet with a separate Protoss fleet, he was a little furious. However, after shouting, he still had to pick up his glasses to carry out this simulation.

And Ye Luo and the others, who were still in the Protoss base, also received the analog hardware from the Protoss. It's been a few months now, and Ye Luo is still very dissatisfied with his results. At this time, she was also a rare relaxation, after all, the simulation battle was about to start, and she hadn't rested for a long time.

Sitting in a small restaurant in the base, the food of the Protoss was not very suitable for Ye Luo and them, so the Protoss set up this small cafeteria for them. As for the food, it is all cultivated quickly, and although the taste of the food is not comparable to that on earth, it has already surprised Ye Luo and them. Even on Earth, they are rarely treated like this. It's not delicious, but it's the only food that can be called food.

However, compared to the warriors of the Celestial Empire, there are more warriors of the allies here. Since the war, even the Allied fighters have spent most of their time with only those unpalatable pastes. So when the Protoss built such a small canteen for them, those allied sergeants and fleet personnel didn't even want to leave here. At first, everyone may still be interested in the simulation battle, but after a long time, they don't want to engage in that boring simulation battle at all, and after the time passes, they find that their knowledge of many warships is still very little, and the intensity of training continues to increase, and they are falling behind more and more.

And most of the warriors of the Celestial Empire are engaged in simulated battles, and the behavior of the warriors of the Celestial Empire gives them the idea that even if they don't work hard, they still have a way to go back in the end, so they feel more at ease.

"After they got good results, they couldn't have taken us back! After all, they are all of the same race. If they can't go back, it's useless to work so their own. "Allied fighters who have such thoughts naturally determine their actions. Even if their captain urged them to train, it was still of no avail.

As one of the few beauties on the side of the Celestial Empire, Ye Luo is fully worthy of the words "Closed Moon and Shameful Flowers, Sinking Fish and Falling Geese". At this time, she was dressed in simple fleet civilian clothes, looking at the screen in front of her. She knew it was a screen, because it was impossible to see green waters and green mountains here, and there were many companions.

His hair was simply tied back and his delicate face was slightly tired. Lately, she's been thinking about how she can defeat an undead fleet with the strength of a fleet. The most important factor is the loss rate of the Protoss. If the losses were not counted, Ye Luo would naturally be sure to inflict heavy damage on the fleet of the undead clan.

After thinking for a moment, she didn't have a good way to put down the fruit wine in her hand. She loved the green apple scent, and unlike on Earth, it was made from real green apples, not mixed wines.

"Beautiful lady, may I have the pleasure of giving you a drink?" An allied soldier straightened out his fleet uniform. They rarely encountered warriors from the Celestial Empire, and they were naturally shocked when they saw Ye Luo. In his right hand, he held a goblet, and the red liquor shook slightly in the glass, and the rich red wine flavor wafted away.

"No, thank you." Ye Luo did not have a good impression of the Allied warriors, who were still immersed in the glory of a hundred years ago, and that sense of allied superiority made most people in the world feel disgusted. And the other party's black blood made Ye Luo feel extremely disgusted. Although more than seventy percent of the Allied people are now black, those who are allies do not see it that way. Even in their territory, there are many people who think that other countries except the allies are still in a state of drinking blood, and the few ships that can be owned are still donated by the allies.

"You know, I'm the captain of the Allied fleet." The black Allied soldier said with some pride. Then he looked down at Ye Luo in front of him in a lofty posture. And behind him at this time, there were also several black sergeants around, and they faintly blocked Ye Luo's way out.

Frowning slightly. "I know, a squad leader in the fleet who manages the loading of kinetic gun bays." Ye Luo was very clear about the position of the other party, most of the black crew members of the allied countries were in manual labor positions, and the captain and other management were still white.

Seeing that the other party said his position, the black captain did not have any self-knowledge. I couldn't help but laugh. "So you know so well. So can I have the pleasure of having a drink? It seems that the other party knows so much, so it must be because of the other party's envy, but he doesn't know at all that Ye Luo has long been familiar with the staffing position on the ship.

The other party's sense of superiority really made Ye Luo feel extremely disgusted. At this time, the vast majority of the personnel of the Celestial Empire were still engaged in simulated operations, and there were very few people from the Celestial Empire in the restaurant.

Several Celestial Empire warriors who were resting here approached, but were quickly stopped by several black companions behind the captain, followed by inevitable pushing.

Just as Ye Hua was about to ask for help, a lazy voice came. "You guys are holding me back." Hearing this voice, Ye Luo couldn't help laughing, because she knew that Ye Hua was coming. During this time, Ye Hua gave her a very good impression. The boy didn't look very old, but he was very good. In many simulated battles, it was Ye Hua's guidance that she was able to pass. Otherwise, with Ye Luo's current understanding of high-civilization ships, it is not enough to win some mock battles. Even Captain Luo Xian sometimes asks him for some knowledge.

And seeing Ye Luo's smile, the black captain was even more shocked and speechless. They hadn't learned the language of the Celestial Empire at all, so they couldn't understand Ye Hua's words at all.

And the management of the Allies, which has never treated blacks as equals, will not bother to make them learn more languages. And under this deliberateness, the blacks of the allies have long since become an inferior existence.