Chapter 138: Virtual Space
"Second ranked?" Xiang Qian looked at the names on the tall black basalt scale armor, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing in the second rank?"
Zhuo Fengming glanced at Xiang Qian with a smile: "Do you think that if you enter the elite training camp, you will be able to relax, which means that you have become a powerhouse in the world? The ranking of the pen %fun %www.biquge.info also means that the benefits you enjoy are different!"
"If the treasure excavated from the ancient ruins is unique, who will use it?"
"The higher the ranking, the more resources you have!"
"And the ranking is in the last three, as long as the accumulation of three times is in the bottom three, you will be eliminated. Xiang Qian was taken aback, after all, he didn't know that he would be eliminated if he entered the elite training camp.
"Don't ask, when you pass the A-level test, you will know a lot of rules by then. If you don't pass the A-level test, it's useless to ask. β
Zhuo Fengming looked up at the giant Xuanwu carving in front of him: "Didn't you find out where the most special thing about this Xuanwu carving is?"
"Momentum. Yan Xia said.
"Breath. Xiang Qian said.
Before, they were all shocked by this Xuanwu carving scripture, and they were stared at by this carving, as if they were stared at by a mutant beast that was more terrifying than the high lord level, which made people involuntarily frightened and frightened!
"This is actually a real SS-level (king-level) mutant beast, a dragon turtle bred from the Arctic Ocean!
"This Xuanwu carving, the whole body is more precious, and the most precious thing is naturally that pair of eyes, which are the eyes of the real dragon tortoise!"
"When it was first designed, this pair of longans was staring at the entrance of the gate, so people who had just entered the gate would be frightened if they looked up at the Xuanwu carved eyes. Zhuo Fengming smiled slightly, "Just such a pair of longans, the price is more than 10 billion!"
Xiang Qian and Yan Xia glanced at each other, God, they actually used the eyes of a real dragon turtle as a giant carved part!
"Follow me, remember, don't run around. Zhuo Fengming commanded.
"Yes. Xiang Qian and Yan Xia carried their backpacks and followed Zhuo Fengming.
The whole training camp is said to be a training camp, but in fact it is beautiful and fantastic, making people feel as if they have come to an ancient palace complex. All kinds of precious flowers and trees, as well as small bridges and flowing water, in addition to a few main palaces, are elegant pavilions, and sometimes you can see some young people wearing loose practice clothes out of the pavilions. These young people are men and women, white, black and yellow.
"You see, those young people in the distance are all official trainees of the elite training camp. Zhuo Fengming pointed to a nine-story giant tower-shaped high-rise building in the core of the most central part of the entire training camp, although the nine-story tower-shaped high-rise building was only nine floors, it was comparable to the height of twenty floors of an ordinary building, "These students are all walking towards there, that nine-story tower, called the Nine-Story Building!"
Zhuo Fengming smiled: "This nine-story building is a place for all students to study and train. Some special training rooms are also there!" "Inside the training camp, except for sleeping, the trainees are almost always in the nine-story building. "Walking inside the training camp.
Xiang Qian and Yan Xia were very well-behaved, after all, they were not members of the training camp, and the official student in the training camp, with Xiang Gan's eyesight, felt that the eyes and temperament of each student were obviously different from ordinary martial artists outside. It's home to some of the world's most demonic geniuses.
"There are 182 students, and one student graduates every year! So every year we will also recruit 43 students. Zhuo Fengming said with a smile as he walked, "However, two-thirds of the enrollment quota is recruited from our Extreme Martial Arts Gym Basic Training Camp, and only one-third is recruited from other parts of the world. β
Xiang Qian was stunned.
No wonderβ
Of the quota of more than thirty people every Chinese New Year's Eve, two-thirds are recruited in the basic training camp, and one-third is just over ten.
"So Yan Xia, after you enter the basic training camp, there is still hope to enter the elite training camp. However, the number of students in the basic training camp far exceeds that of the elite training camp. So the competition for places is also fierce, and you have to work hard in the future. Zhuo Fengming looked at Yan Xia and said.
"Understood. Yan Xia's eyes lit up.
The basic training camp lasts for three years, while the elite training camp is five years!
"Yan Xia, you are here first, don't run around. I took Xiang Qian in to check in. Zhuo Fengming asked. A two-story pavilion, even the furniture inside is in the ancient style.
"Because the owner of the museum is a Chinese person, and he is especially fond of ancient Chinese culture, the entire Dayue base city was built in accordance with the ancient architectural style. Especially in this training camp, even the furniture is imitated in ancient times, so when you are here, there is no sofa and no TV. Zhuo Fengming smiled: "Fortunately, the owner of the hall is reasonable, and everyone can be equipped with a computer." β
Xiang Qian was speechless. Not even a TV, washing machine and whatever. Luckily there was an electrical socket and electricity.
"You can rest here, what do you want to eat, you can make a phone call, and someone will bring it directly. Zhuo Fengming instructed: "You'd better not run around today, tomorrow at 12 noon, I will take you to the Nine-Story Building to accept the A-level test." Wait until you pass the A-level test to officially become a member of this elite training camp. If you fail, you'll have to go to basic bootcamp.
Xiang Qian nodded: "Understood." β
Soon, Zhuo Fengming left.
In this quiet pavilion, only Xiang Qian was left alone, and he came to the study on the second floor, put down his backpack and walked to the balcony, where he could look at the entire training camp.
"This is the world's number one training camp? It seems that the environment is very quiet, not a little impetuous. β
Xiang Qian held the wooden curved railing with both hands, enjoying the scenery of the training camp. Not far from the building, a stream flows to the lake in the distance.
"Hey, Huaxia?" standard Mandarin came from afar.
Xiang Qian turned his head to look down, only to see a yellow-skinned young man in a white practice uniform, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, holding an iron gun and greeting with a smile.
"Yes. Xiang Qian replied.
"My name is Tian Qiong. The yellow-skinned youth greeted with a smile and said hello from the Northeast Base City.
"My name is Xiang Qian, and I'm from Jiangnan Base City. Xiang Qian said with a smile.
The young man named Tian Qiong smiled and said, "Seeing that you live here, you should have come to accept the entrance test, right? Work hard! We Huaxia people have a lot of ...... here. Once you're walking into bootcamp, get together. After Tian Qiong finished speaking, he walked towards the nine-story building with an iron gun in his hand.
Walking on the road, he also waved an iron gun from time to time.
Burst!
The sound that pierced the air made people's hearts palpitate, and Xiang Gan's face on the balcony couldn't help but change: "This person's marksmanship!"
Now Xiang Qian's eyesight is also extremely high, but the young man named Tian Qiong stabbed his hand casually, making people feel as if the air around them was spinning and gathering at the tip of the gun.
"My knife technique, although I named it 'Thunderbolt', only has a little bit of skin. Compared with others, it is far worse. Xiang Qian no longer had the slightest pride.
A random student appears, and in the realm of marksmanship, he is obviously higher than himself in the realm of swordmanship!
Xiang Qian woke up-
"Those who can enter this training camp are the most demonic geniuses in the world! Whether it is from the basic training camp, receiving three years of training, and competing for places from a large number of talented martial artists to enter the elite training camp, or directly recruiting more than ten martial artists from all over the world every year. All of them are dragons and phoenixes among people! You must gain a firm foothold in this elite training camp, otherwise how can you be qualified to fight with the two high-level war gods of vulture and poisonous scorpion?"
"Of course, the premise is that I pass the A-level test first!"
Xiang Qian still cultivated his genetic origin in this pavilion, and then slept well late at night. Although he has not yet entered the elite training camp, the public rankings on the Xuanwu carving before, as well as the stab of Tian Qiong who casually tested marksmanship, made Xiang Qian inexplicably feel that in the elite training camp in the future, it will definitely be a battle for the dragon.
At 11 o'clock at noon, Xiang Qian had a sumptuous lunch, and it was not until 11:30 that Zhuo Fengming, the god of war, appeared.
"The weather is not very good today, it is daylight at noon, and it is getting dark. It looks like there will be a rainstorm later. Zhuo Fengming walked in and looked at the living room table with a smile: "Not bad, your appetite is so good." Get ready, come with me to the Nine-Story Building. β
"Do I need to prepare anything?weapons?," Xiang Qian asked.
"No, just follow me empty-handed. Zhuo Fengming said.
Xiang Qian and Zhuo Fengming walked towards the Nine-Story Building together!
Each floor of the nine-story building is about six meters high, and the length and width of the nine-story building are more than I3O meters, which is definitely a huge tower of the behemoth level. The outside of the tower looks classical, but the inside is absolutely technological, the ground is a hard alloy, and it is easy to hear bursts of air and shouts.
"Let's go, go to the 9th floor. Zhuo Fengming and Xiang Qian entered the elevator.
The elevator was quick.
"Ding!"
When the elevator door opened, it was already the highest floor of the entire nine-story building. The ninth floor is an empty hall with cushions where young men and women are sitting and chatting casually, either in English, in other languages such as French, or in Mandarin.
When Xiang Qian came, many people looked at Xiang Gan.
"Brother, Huaxia?"
"Huaxia's. Xiang Qianhe nodded.
"Come on, if you come in, there will be one more of us Huaxia people. A bald young man shouted with a smile.
"Stop dreaming. An awkward Mandarin came out of the mouth of a black girl next to her, who still had a butterfly tattoo on her face, glanced at Xiang Qian and sneered.
Xiang Qian, under the leadership of Zhuo Fengming, came to the innermost part of the hall, where there was a passage, and on both sides of the passage were large rooms. Soon Xiang Qian was led to a room on the innermost floor, which was not very large, and it was even a little dim. "Smack!" the lights turned on. There are only two sofas in this room, both of which have a blue helmet on them.
"These two helmets are imitations that our human scientists have spent a lot of effort to imitate, imitating the consciousness sensors of virtual space equipment excavated by ancient ruins and civilizations. Zhuo Fengming pointed to the helmet and said, "We can only imitate this simple consciousness sensor, as for the host of the virtual space, it is still the ancient machine that has been sleeping underground for I don't know how many years." β
Xiang Qian stared at the helmet in a daze: "Virtual space?"
It's scary.
"Well, when you put it on, your consciousness enters a virtual space that is 100% realistic, just like the real world. Zhuo Fengming said: "After entering the virtual space, we will let you enter the 'Trial Tower' to accept the A-level test!"