Fifty-seven seconds!

The survival time is too short, and the simulation system does not even give an evaluation.

Sun Langren was stupid, he only remembered that after the airborne cabin landed, the hatch automatically popped open, and before he could untie the protective device on his body, he saw a bomb flying in.

He didn't even see who his opponent was, he only felt a black shadow flash, and then a burst of white light lit up in front of him.

Behind his head, a large aura appeared.

"How could I die so quickly?"

Sun Lang couldn't believe it, and patted his head, if he was on the real battlefield, would he be considered the lowest level of cannon fodder?

This interstellar war really can't be handled with common sense.

"No, the automatic pop-up mechanism of the hatch must be closed first." Sun Lang whispered secretly, "Hide in the airborne cabin first, observe the surrounding situation, and then find a chance to go out, I don't believe it......"

Suddenly, Sun Lang thought of a better way.

Since the mission requires eight hours, how about he hid in the space capsule for eight hours, without opening the hatch, and never going out?

In any case, as long as you carry these eight hours, the first 's' is in hand.

Of course, this method can only be used in cases of desperation.

After all, this real battlefield simulation system is designed to train the user's ability to survive in this cruel environment, and almost every time he dies, he can learn a little new knowledge.

What's the point of spending eight hours at the point of birth if it's just for the 'S' score?

The next second 'S' rating mission will definitely require him to get out of the hatch, and he will still face all kinds of dangers outside the airborne capsule, just wasting the previous eight hours in vain.

"One more time!"

Sun Lang gritted his teeth and clicked on the Hell Battlefield again, this time he was less careless.

Although he didn't know what the flashing figure was, he could be sure that it was a psionic creature, a psionic creature he had never seen before.

He guessed it was a zerg, but couldn't think of a corresponding name.

When the airborne capsule landed again, the hatch did not open.

Sun Lang opened the protective device on his body, looked vigilant, clenched the assault rifle in his hand, and carefully observed the jungle environment outside through the window.

The captain of his squad said: "According to the instructions of the combat manual, we should send two members out to reconnoiter first, Tiger and Little Wolf, you two go." ”

"Good!"

The two young team members who had been instructed nodded in unison, their faces a little pale, and they could see the sweat on their foreheads due to nervousness.

Just as they were about to open the hatch, Sun Lang stopped them: "No, you can't go out now, there is danger outside." ”

"What's at stake?" The captain asked him.

"If you open the hatch now, there's a monster that's going to drop a bomb in, let me take another look."

"What?"

The captain was stunned and asked, "There's a monster that throws bombs?" How do you know? Will you be a prophet? Not right......"

"Fox, how do you know?" The team member codenamed Tiger was also asking Sun Lang.

In this team, Sun Lang's code name is Fox.

"Something is wrong." The face of the team member codenamed Little Wolf changed, "Isn't it an unpredictable prophet, are we in the simulation system?" Are we simulated characters? Are we already dead? ”

"Huh? Can you realize that you are false? ”

Sun Lang was shocked and subconsciously blurted out.

He was dumbfounded, forgetting for a moment what he was supposed to do.

Is this happening? Isn't this just a virtual world similar to a game? Why do these fictional characters still realize that they are fake?

Sun Lang's mind flashed with questions, so many questions that his brain almost shut down, he could only bite the bullet and say, "You guys...... Listen to me, the situation is ......."

The captain interrupted him: "Needless to say, brother, how many years is it in the new calendar?" ”

"Forehead ......"

Sun Lang is numb, how does he know what the hell the new calendar is, is it the imperial calendar mentioned in the system?

In front of him, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

He stammered a few casual words with a few team members, and listened to each of them finish their last wishes.

In the end, there was really no way, Sun Lang could only open the hatch and try his luck: "Listen to me, I will try my best to convey your last wishes to your family, now let's go out to complete the task." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as the hatch opened, several bombs were thrown in.

Seeing this scene, Sun Lang's head was big.

Before he could make any movements, a burst of white light lit up in front of him.

[You're dead]

"This simulation system is intentional, isn't it?" Sun Lang had a headache, "As soon as you open the door, you will die, it seems that you must rush out at the moment you open the door, and you can't let other team members notice the abnormality." ”

After two simulations, Sun Lang is no longer as confident as he was at the beginning.

He thought that with his own ability, even if he couldn't survive for eight hours safely, it would be no problem to live for an hour or two to get used to the difficulty.

As a result, in the first two trials, he didn't even go out of the birth point, and the second time it took less than ten minutes.

If every area of this battlefield is so dangerous......

How many times did he have to die to survive the eight hours required by the mission?

It's just one 's', and he can't even imagine getting seven 's's'.

"Well, why don't you go to the simple battlefield first to get used to it?"

For some reason, Sun Lang suddenly had such a thought.

After all, the difficulty of the battlefield is increasing, and people like him, who are new to the simulation system, should probably start with the simplest experience.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and clicked the [Exit] button in the simulation system.

[The second commander of the universe, do you want to quit the simulation system?] 】

【Yes】

After clicking, the eyes suddenly darkened, all the interfaces disappeared, and a small mechanical sound was heard in my ears.

More than a dozen robotic arms in the room surrounded him, removing the simulation equipment from his body one by one, and quickly let him out of the simulation area.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing the inside of the spaceship again, Sun Lang exhaled, and felt an inexplicable sense of flickering.

Although he was only simulated twice, the world in the simulation was so real that it seemed like he was really in another world, and the other nine team members also died twice with him.

Especially the second simulation.

In the chat just now, he knew that the young team member with the code name "Little Wolf" was already engaged.

When that battle is over, the little wolf will go back to marry his lover.

But the little wolf said sadly that they were made into the simulation system, which means that they have died in this war, and what they live in the system is only a memory written into the system and part of the personality that has been simulated.

He hoped that Sun Lang could help him go back and see how his fiancée was doing.

But what about Sun Lang?

He didn't even know where the empire they were talking about was, how many light years away it was.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to go to the stars, he could only be like a frog at the bottom of a well, trapped on this small planet.

Life is a shattered mirror, everyone lives with regrets, and dies with regrets, never getting a complete result.

There are too many regrets, which make people like Sun Lang feel a lot of emotion: "It would be great if there was a world without war, no oppression, everyone was equal, and everything was beautiful." ”

"Why did you have an epiphany?" Chang Rufeng joked on the side, and asked him with a smile: "How does it feel in the system?" ”

"It's hard, it's too hard." Sun Lang shook his head and answered truthfully.

As he spoke, he looked at Su Xia and said seriously: "Commander, I take back what I said before, this system is really too real, and after loading it, it is like really going under the starry sky of another world." ”

"Do you want to keep trying?" Su Xia asked him.

"Well, I've got to get an 'S' rating!"

Sun Lang is not an easy person to admit defeat, not to mention two failures, even if he fails twice, he will continue to try even if it is two hundred times.

In order to climb a high mountain with his bare hands, he failed more than 30 times, the most serious of which was to break his limbs and vertebrae, and after repeated attempts, he finally climbed it and conquered the sacred mountain that the locals admired.

Su Xia smiled: "Then stay in the camp for the time being, you can eat and live with the people I organized." ”

"Are you a member of the North Wind Organization?" Sun Lang's eyes lit up.

"Yes, it's them."

"Good!" Sun Lang nodded happily, "I've long wanted to see the famous North Wind Organization!" Always like the wind, what about you? ”

"Me?"

Chang Rufeng thought for a while and said: "Interstellar visitors, it's hard to find, there's a lot I want to know, and I haven't even finished reading the "Interstellar Encyclopedia", this is an opportunity that others can't imagine...... If the commander doesn't mind, I'd like to stay too. ”

"Of course I don't mind, I'll let them arrange it for the two of you."

In this way, the members of the two taverns stayed for the time being.

As for the guy who was still unconscious, the two discussed it for a while, and Chang Rufeng sent it out to the nearest tavern contact point.

Next, the old dean, Wang Luo and others all went to experience the simulation system.

At the end of the experience, they were amazed by the magic of the system.

"If it can be popularized and the equipment is sufficient, this system can help us train countless fighters at the same time." Wang Luo said.

It's just a pity that this kind of training is still too extravagant for the terrans on this planet.

Both Dragon City and Oasis Camp consciously train each member, but other organizations are different.

For many small organizations, a gun in their hands qualifies as a qualified fighter, whether trained or not.

After experiencing the battlefield of hell, they came to a similar conclusion to Sun Lang.

"It's hard, it's really too hard." An old professor sighed: "How can I survive for eight hours on such a cruel battlefield as an ordinary person who has suppressed spiritual energy?" ”

"Dean, how long did you survive the first simulation?" Zhang Fang asked the old dean beside him with great interest.

"Stinky boy, are you looking for a fight?"

The old dean snorted lightly and did not answer directly.

It seems that it is also fifty-seven seconds!

Zhang Fang thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it directly, for fear of being beaten.

At this time, Wang Luo coughed lightly and said, "Actually, even if we don't suppress our spiritual energy, we probably won't survive for eight hours. ”

"Yes, the Shadow Slayer."

The old dean was well-informed, recognized the Zerg creature that dropped the bomb, and said, "In the shadow area, this bug can hide itself almost perfectly, and it is a natural assassin, and the jungle terrain is just right in their favor. ”

It's hard to survive eight hours in a terrifying jungle full of hunters.

In the experience just now, the one who lived the longest was Wang Luo.

In the third simulation, he successfully repelled the first wave of insects, left the airborne capsule, and headed to the gathering place, but after walking for more than ten minutes, he was unfortunate to be affected by the explosion of space capsule debris in the sky.

There was danger everywhere, and that jungle was like hell.

After trying, everyone's idea of "coming from behind" just now was dispelled, and they knew that it would be difficult to get the seven "S" evaluations in this kind of hell.

"Let's not delay, there are still a lot of people up there who haven't come down." Wang Luo said: "Come back when you want to simulate in the future." ”

"Well, time is precious, let's take them first."

The crowd agreed.

This simulation system can only be regarded as a small surprise.

The real surprise was the wreckage itself.

The way it is made, the special materials it uses, its energy technology, etc., are all things that the old dean wants to know urgently.

And the information carried by Hal itself is a huge resource library, which makes the old dean and them feel pleasantly surprised.

At first, the cyborgs turned defeat into victory through alien technology.

Now, the Terrans have finally waited for this day.

When the news first reached Dragon City, the old dean thought it was a completely shattered wreckage, so they could only slowly disassemble it and obtain key technologies through reverse research.

They didn't expect that there were also living alien engineers in this wreckage, as well as an intelligent system Hal who recognized Susha as the captain.

With Hal's help, the Terrans of this planet can avoid many detours.

"Do we want to wake up the two sleeping engineers?"

On this issue, the opinions of the people are not very unanimous.

Not only the Oasis camp, but also the two wrecks in that forest, there were also living aliens.

Now, only Su Xia has the right to take the initiative to wake them up.

But Su Xia couldn't make up his mind, so he asked the old dean to discuss with Wang Luo.

"A few sleeping aliens are also ordinary people, not those strange special races in the starry sky, I think they should understand the difficulties of the human race on this planet and help them."

Most of the academics think so, they want to wake up these aliens.

As soon as the crowd left the wreckage and returned to the surface, the argument began.

Wang Luo's research institute objected: "They have knowledge that we don't know, if we wake up and secretly play ghosts, what should we do?" ”

"Take 10,000 steps back, if you have been asleep for more than twenty years, and you wake up and find yourself surrounded by a group of natives of low civilization, what will you do?"

A young research institute of the 051 Research Institute made a loud noise, and with a big wave of his hand, he blocked out the voices of the academy.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a while, and neither seemed to be able to convince anyone.

As he spoke, someone got emotional, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to fight.

In the Dragon City team that came this time, the people representing the city lord's faction were the least - only five people.

The captain of these five people is called Li Feng, and he is one of the assistants of the city lord.

He and the other four team members stood awkwardly awkwardly, unable to get involved in the dispute between the academy and the research institute, so he could only wait silently for the dispute to end.

Su Xia also stood beside him and asked Li Feng with a smile, "How is the city lord's health recently?" ”

"The city lord is in good health, thank you for the commander's concern." Li Feng replied seriously: "It's just that rumors have been spreading in the city recently, and the appearance of the undead has also brought a lot of chaos, and there are a lot of affairs in the city, so I can't be busy for a while, otherwise I will definitely come in person this time." ”

"Hmm...... Do the two of them often do it in Dragon City? ”

Su Xia asked, pointing to the arguing crowd.

Li Feng smiled bitterly, nodded and said: "Yes, the academic school advocates 'gentlemen don't use their mouths', if you can convince the other party, you don't have to waste time arguing with words." ”

"Well, that makes sense."

Su Xia laughed, didn't ask any more, and continued to watch the two factions arguing.

On the grass above the wreckage, the two sides argued incessantly, the sound was noisy, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

Some people shouted at the top of their voices, spit stars splashed on the ground, and some people swung their old fists and smashed at each other.

In the chaotic crowd, Zhang Fang hugged the old dean and said anxiously: "Dean, as soon as you are old, don't rush up and fight with those young people." ”

"What do you mean by being old?"

The old dean glared, and his whole body was shocked, and he directly shook Zhang Fang.

As the only fifth-level creature here, if he joined the melee, the situation would instantly turn to the side of the academy.

And the institute didn't back down.

The young man who asked the question at first turned red, stood on a stone and shouted, "I'm still the same question, empathy, if you slept for more than twenty years and woke up to find the current situation, what would you do?" ”

It was this question that caught the attention of the academics.

All they want is the knowledge and experience in the aliens' minds, and they don't think about the aliens getting out of control for the time being.

At this moment, Sun Lang, who had always been an outsider, suddenly spoke.

"If it were me, I would cooperate with the Terrans of this planet to reverse the predicament, the Jedi counterattack, defeat the Mechanics, and reforge the glory of the Terrans."

Sun Lang's voice was not loud, but it was like a sharp sword piercing into the chaos between the two sides.

He paused, then said, "Then I will write this experience into my autobiography and publish it so that future generations will know this legend." ”