Trying to direct the point of light that did not belong to him in his mind to move outward, something unexpected happened as he passed through the consciousness of one of the sensors.

Two points of light of different colors were tightly glued together at the moment of approach.

Fang Mingwei was taken aback by such a change, and he tried to drive away these two points of light with different castes, and under the influence of his consciousness, these two points of light finally reluctantly separated.

What's going on, is it possible that the human soul can cooperate with the sensor consciousness?

As soon as this strange thought appeared, it was like a faucet that could not be turned off, and like a tidal wave, the thought rushed towards him like a tide.

Looking at the small computer and sensors around him, Fang Mingwei pursed his lips, and finally made up his mind, sat on the chair, and connected the virtual equipment.

The two points of light in my mind bonded together again, emitting two different kinds of light but fused together perfectly.

The scenery in front of him changed for a while, and his consciousness quickly appeared in the virtual space. This time, he still did not log on to Skynet, but appeared directly on the software given by Schneider.

Familiar with the way to the training room, Fang Mingwei hesitated, but still chose the original training mecha.

After boarding the mecha, his next choice turned out to be to practice actual combat.

There are five levels of actual combat exercises with virtual instructors in the virtual space, the first level is only the most basic training method, and the instructors' movements are also carried out strictly according to the training tape.

Generally speaking, as long as a mecha column has studied for more than two years, he can easily block the attack of these routines.

However, as the difficulty of virtual instructors increases, those fixed routines begin to dwindle. The higher the registration of the training instructor, the higher the artificial intelligence and the richer the attack methods at their disposal.

According to Schneider, even if he has been practicing hard for ten years, the instructor level that can be challenged at present is only the fourth level.

A row of bright numbers popped up in front of Fang Mingwei's eyes, and each number here represented the name of a virtual instructor. There are five rows up and down, each row representing a level, which is very clear and straightforward.

After hesitating for a while, Fang Mingwei chose the highest level five.

"Are you sure you've picked the highest level of virtual instructors?" The mechanically synthesized voice came into his ears, and it seemed that even this artificial intelligence was not optimistic about him.

"Yes, I'm sure." After hesitating for a second, Fang Mingwei chose affirmation.

As long as you decide, don't give up halfway, this is what he just said to himself to cheer up.

With a flash of light, a tall beast-shaped mecha appeared in the training room.

It is a pitch-black mecha with an overall shape modeled after an ancient creature.

It has eight long legs, gently slapping the ground, it appears very flexible, and the two black steel pipes on its head are also a special equipment, which can suddenly send out fire in the fight, giving the opponent an unexpected blow.

Facing this strange-shaped mecha that he had never seen before, Fang Mingwei called softly: "Come on......"

"Hoo ......"

The violent sound of machinery breaking through the air was transmitted into the mecha through the ear, and Fang Mingwei sighed at the realism of this virtual software while feeling the rapid movement of the training mecha.

It is worthy of being a highest-level virtual instructor, every movement is more than a step faster than on the training tape, and the movements of the beast-shaped mecha are not rigid, with a great sense of arbitrariness.

If it was Fang Mingwei from yesterday, even if he borrowed the ability of sensor consciousness, he would not want to take a move in front of this beast-shaped mecha.

But at this moment, I saw that the training mecha retreated, and every step was so wonderful that it could avoid the pursuit of the beast-shaped mecha, making all its efforts come to naught.

Fang Mingwei sat in the mecha, leisurely watching the futile attack of the beast-shaped mecha outside, but his heart was as overjoyed as if he had eaten honey.

Now it is neither him nor the sensor consciousness that is struggling with the mecha, but the new soul consciousness formed by the newly collected soul and the sensor consciousness being glued together.

Unexpectedly, once the two are combined, they will exert such amazing strength.

The man who died in front of Fang Mingwei was originally an excellent mecha columnist, and his familiarity with mecha battles was far higher than that of everyone Fang Mingwei knew.

The reason why he was killed last time was not because of how powerful his enemies were, but because he was drowning in an old antique mecha at the time. The fact that he has been on the run for so long with that rag is enough to prove his strength.

So at this moment, when the quality of the mecha is not much different, wouldn't it be as easy as playing against a fifth-level virtual instructor.

And what made Fang Mingwei even more ecstatic was that this human soul was very different from the sensor consciousness.

In the past, the sensor consciousness could only accept its own simplest commands, such as using the maximum limit power, drawing a gourd to do a fixed action, that is, using as much strength as possible, and not knowing how to hide it at all.

So although the sensor awareness is very good, it also brings him great convenience, but it has a big flaw in use, and this is why he wants to prepare five sensors at a time, after all, if you want not to arouse suspicion, then when training, you must have an undulating state like a normal person.

If you keep yourself at your strongest, then the idiot knows that something must be wrong with you.

However, now the problem has been solved, because once the sensor consciousness is combined with the human soul, it can accept Fang Mingwei's more complicated commands.

Just like at this moment, Fang Mingwei's order was to defend. So the mecha he was riding in meticulously carried out the order.

In the face of the fierce attack of the eight-legged mecha in front of him, the mecha that Fang Mingwei was riding on relied on his flexible skills to use various movements to skillfully avoid, and only used the shield on the mecha's arm to resist a few times as a last resort.

But no matter what kind of danger he was in, he didn't have the slightest attack. There were a few times when the eight mechanical feet had already slashed against the surface of the mecha, but the soul consciousness still truthfully followed Fang Mingwei's orders and did not use attack methods to get out of the predicament.

ps: The unit has a meeting, and it's half past two when I come back. Sweat...... Ask for a ticket.

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