Chapter 200: Training Alone
Blue Valley, Kourtney's garage
After checking what he wanted to check, Xingle returned to the game field with the Cosmic Staff and a pack of things, just like he said, he went in after checking in thirty minutes, not a second.
Back to the electronic world of the game field, back to the barren woods, still the same morning sun and morning dew-like mist.
It's just that in the fog, Xingle saw a few limping figures walking, and he understood who it was.
"Hey! Here it is! โ
And the few people who heard Xingle's voice trembled, and at that time, the three figures couldn't help it, raised the crutches in their hands and slammed them at Xingle.
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Xingle naturally couldn't just be beaten like this, so he decisively kicked out his legs, kicked all three crutches back in a row, and hit them all back, knocking directly on their own faces, and then fell straight down.
"Done? After the trouble, I hurried over to change clothes, eat some bread or something, replenish and replenish, and needed water or milk, and sports drinks. โ
A certain 'demon' took out food and water again, and at the same time took out clothes, after all, with the appearance of their bodies, it was really difficult to say anything without changing their clothes.
The tallest figure among them, that is, Pat, who was sitting down with Beth, and Pat, who was covered in embarrassment and green blood, said to Xingle in one breath:
โ... You kid... It's really a blind eye, you can use it... Do you want to use zombies as sparring partners?! We're but..."
"I can't sleep well, life and death, holding a gun, fighting zombies, ruined walls, surviving in dangerous places, covered in blood, smelling disgusting... You mean to say these complaints, don't you? โ
Xingle tilted his head, and directly snatched Pat white, for what Pat experienced at this age, Xingle expressed a three-second silence, but he should still say:
"Have you ever defused a nuclear bomb? I've dismantled, I've dismantled thousands of nuclear bombs a year, and they're still different kinds of genuine goods, and one mistake can blow you up to the ground, including everything around you, and I can tell you, more than 97 percent of the nuclear bombs I fucking dismantle are my training programs. โ
"Thinking about this, I can't even sleep, and fighting zombies, do you know what I used to fight when I used to train? Demons, monsters, monsters, and the worst are also robots, which one is not a second zombie to the dark, do you know how many times my hands have been broken? At that time, we didn't say it was a weapon, you didn't even have a toothpick, and you had a wooden stick at worst. โ
"Also, we have been in human society for more than a month, not to mention the smell, some of the scars are infected, do you know how painful it is during treatment? Everything you eat is cockroaches and insects, and if you can't find water, you have to produce it yourself, have you tried what it tastes like? People like you, who have bread, water, milk, and drinks, will me off to death. โ
"And physical training, you don't chase anything, you run without being chased by anything, right? You've tried to get tied to a jeep with a rope tied around your waist, and our teacher chased us as he drove and shouted, 'Don't run!! 'Is this kind of training?' I've tried, not a dozen or twenty times, but a thousand. โ
"Just tell me, in this game world where you won't die, fighting zombies, even if you are bitten by zombies, you won't become zombies, compared to me, how much better is you."
Xingle spread his hands domineeringly, amazing, this fucking difference is really a heaven and an earth, this fucking still wants people to live.
"You take the things yourself, and after an hour, after eating, washing your body, changing your clothes, and new training, I'll go to the other side to check out something else."
After saying that, as soon as Xingle threw the bag, he left Courtney and the others to make their own decisions.
โ... People are not at the same level as us, let's eat first, or I really don't know if we can withstand this kid's toss later. โ
Pat had no choice but to be a peacemaker first, Xingle's awesomeness will definitely crush many people, so he is not surprised, but it is better to say that it is this kind of experience that can afford this toughness, so he beckoned the complicated crowd and hurriedly added it.
And after an hour, everyone also came back with a new look, new civilian clothes, a new state of mind, including new training.
Xingle tossed Rick a chronograph, pointed to the amphitheater in a certain game field, and said:
"Rick, you're going to go there and PK with a certain boss character, he has an immortal ability, of course, I'm not asking you to beat him to death, that's superb, I want you, in an hour's time, calculate how many times you killed that character, the more the better."
โ... What about the target number of times? โ
"There's no such thing, this is training to break through your own limits, don't think about the limits so hard, the limits are set by people, don't set boundaries for yourself, give me all your strength, beat that boss."
โ... Sounds like a good punching bag to vent your anger. โ
Rick tossed the watch in his hand, and then walked to the inside of the amphitheater over there, and Xingle, looking at Rick's back, looked at Rick's back, his eyes were unusually weird.
โ... What did you do? โ
"The boss in that arena is a zombie who can't be killed."
"......" believes that it won't be long before Rick's screams should come out.
"I'm not going to touch zombies again." Seeing that Xingle had already begun to look at him, Yolanda spoke first, so as not to be poisoned by Xingle's zombies later.
"When did I say zombies, your training props are this."
After saying that, he gave Yolanda's equipment and a bucket and a rag, which made Yolanda's even worse premonition appear.
"See that thirty-story building? Your training mission is to wipe me clean inside and out of this building, within a day. โ
This sentence was said by Xingle with a squint and a smile, but this smile is also known as the devil's smile.
"In a day? A 30-storey building? Inside and out? Including the outer wall of the building? โ
Yolanda now thinks so badly that Xingle said the wrong thing, this fucking human...
"I've given you back all your superhero suits, and you'll either fail it or prove to it that you're qualified."
Xingle said pointedly, making Yolanda frustrated, Xingle is so good at talking, he can't live up to this clothes.
โ... Have you ever done anything like this? โ
"No, it was separate individual training at the time, so it was Xiaoyu's training, not mine, but it was for you, so it's good to go."
After saying that, Xingle also waved his hand, making Yolanda roll his eyes and leave helplessly, who let him do it, it was a superhero's job.
Then there was Pat and Beth.
"Let's say first, we don't fight zombies, we don't clean, no..."
"You two go to the abandoned parking lot over there, use the parts over there, and make me all the things on the list, three hundred of each, and this is your Chuck, Beth."
Xingle just took out a list and Beth's goggles, and sent the two of them away, after all, the two of them have relevant skills, of course, they don't want to make the things on this list casually, this is a very meticulous job.
And if you have to say it, if they really arrive at the Justice League, Xingle is really worried about whether they will be able to shoulder this heavy responsibility, so it is better to hurry up and train them to the point where they can barely pass.
"Then Master Han, what is my training, little girl?"
Courtney deliberately spoke to Xingle in the tone of the movie, after all, these three days in the game field have not been a lot of tosses for Courtney, and there is even a lot of black history, if you don't talk about it, your little self-esteem can't stand it.
โ... You want to come with me, I, give it to you, one-on-one, open a small stove. โ
After saying that, Xingle hooked her hand at Courtney and walked up, and Courtney also puffed out her face and followed, and then...
"Ahhโโโโโโ!!!h
Rick's cry like a maiden woman surrounded by a pervert resounded throughout the barren woods.
Carrying Courtney to a clearing, Xingle had already installed a player drive on herself, and this action made Courtney cautious.
"Hey! What do you want? You want to hit me again?!"
Courtney, who is holding the staff of the universe, is a little trembling, she is really scared, the boy in front of her who is a year younger than herself, but she is a strong wrist in the real sense, this is in the field of games, or his turf, there is absolutely no home advantage.
"Relax, it's just a training simulation, and don't forget, you can't die in this game field."
Xingle said with a relaxed face, and took out the knight cartridge of "mighty-paladin-ex".
"Huh? Your cassette... It's not supposed to be the pirate's one..."
Courtney was puzzled when she saw the different cassette in Xingle's hand, after all, his image had always been used to fight with pirate cartridges.
"Didn't I say that the cassette I and the Indexer use in common, so I can use this cassette as well, but if it is not necessary, try not to use my own cassette as much as possible, after all, if the situation is not right, we will probably not be able to change it back in time, so we decided to use each other's regular cassette."
"Only this time, the Savior-X with specialized abilities is more suitable for training you than the Savior-E, which is specialized in ability, so it is even better to use this cartridge."
"So... EX transformation. โ
After saying that, Xingle inserted the cassette in his hand into his belt and began to transform.
ใgashat๏ผ gacchan๏ผ level-up!ใ
ใmighty-rescue๏ผ mighty-save-you๏ผ mighty-paladin-e๏ผ x๏ผ ใ
In front of Courtney, the figure of Star Music was replaced by the figure of the Paladin......