I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Ding Hu completely understood the intention of the virtual instructor named T.

It's not a profound skill, it's just throwing Zheng Feng into an impossible and difficult task and asking him to do the impossible.

These two impossible situations create extreme situations, forcing Zheng Feng to either go beyond his limits or collapse.

This is the strategy of "destroying growth and promoting growth" that Zheng Feng himself and the sage planning committee once hated.

So far, it seems that Zheng Feng has survived the first wave of mental shock, and has adapted to the torture caused by the ultra-high-scale pain simulation at an extremely fast speed, showing amazing toughness.

Although Ding Hu was unable to read Zheng Feng's psychological activities at this time, he could tell by observing Zheng Feng's expression that it was anger that helped Zheng Feng endure the heavy pressure and constantly break through his own limits.

He was angry that Instructor T put him in a "desperate situation" without his consent and raised the pain index to a super high level.

At the same time, Zheng Feng's anger was also directed at his subconscious. He seemed unable to understand why his subconscious mind produced such a crazy instructor.

There is also the "primordial anger" that is very simple, dissatisfied with one's situation and current situation, and caused by the continuous accumulation of pain.

Primordial rage requires no target, it is simply the outward expression of human emotion.

In Ding Hu's view, this move was extremely low.

But now Zheng Feng's progress is astonishing, proving that this stupid method really works.

But Ding Hu was also worried. He didn't know what Instructor T wanted to achieve, and he even thought he should give up now.

If Zheng Feng collapses in this state, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover in the future.

Time passed little by little, and it was nearly two hours in the blink of an eye.

Other students have completed their respective courses one after another and exited the simulation training cabin.

Ding Hu handed over the work of taking care of these students to his assistant, while he still watched Zheng Feng's condition through the training plane.

At this time, his restless mind had gradually calmed down.

Ding Hu discovered two problems.

First, I underestimated Zheng Feng’s mental attributes.

Second, Instructor T’s training plan is not really simple and crude. The simulated Xuanyuan-3 modified armor assigned to Zheng Feng is not a conventional mass-produced armor, but has fine-tuned performance parameters based on the many mid-to-high-level skills that Zheng Feng has mastered.

These fine-tunings are in line with scientific logic and have the potential to be reproduced on real equipment. Through these fine-tunings, the possibility of Zheng Feng's customized equipment to perform ultra-short-range jump slash, a top-level technical and tactical action, has been greatly improved, and the difficulty has been appropriately reduced. In addition, the movements that appear to attack deadly imaginary enemy insects are slightly different from those on the real battlefield. The performance parameters are the same, but the details of its action patterns and offensive and defensive capabilities are slightly different from the actual situation. These deeply hidden detailed controls are gradually inducing Zheng Feng, who has surrendered his decision-making ability to instinct in repeated deaths, to move towards the correct path of counterattack.

When he realized this, Ding Hu finally let go of his worries and felt ashamed of his previous shallow knowledge. He quickly began to refocus on observing Zheng Feng's training process and tried to extract those subtle details from his own perspective. Inducing detailed ideas.

"Instructor Ding Hu, do you understand our intention now?"

As soon as Ding Hu adjusted his mentality, he received a message from Zhou Donglai simultaneously.

"Ah! Hello General, I...why didn't you tell me in advance? I'm very sorry. I apologize to you for my incompetence and low professional ability."

"Instructor Ding Hu, you don't have to underestimate yourself. We have special expectations for you. This is a lesson for Zheng Feng, and it is also a lesson for you. The reason why we do not notify you in advance is because we hope that you can pass your own summary Come to discover the problem, find the solution, and adjust your thinking. Now you have discovered the secret through your keen observation. In fact, there are currently 100,000 colleagues in the confidential department doing the same thing as you, but by then So far, they are only at the stage of doubt, and they have not discovered as many details as you."

Ding Hu's old face turned red, "General, I'm overly praised. My reaction was still too slow."

"It's not your fault, it's actually because we hid another thing from you."

Zhou Donglai sent two photos to Ding Hu.

Ding Hu was stunned when he saw it.

After a long time, he slowly came back to his senses and said slowly: "So Zheng Feng was actually deceived. Instructor T did not come from his subconscious, but was done by Instructor Tong Ling himself?"

Ding Hu's tone was slightly trembling, and he was trying to control his emotions.

Ding Hu has been in Lieyang 3 for some years. As a practitioner in the field of military basic education, he certainly knows Tong Ling's story.

It can even be said that anyone who works as an instructor in the military system is a fan of Tong Ling.

For more than two hundred years, ever since Tong Ling was crowned the ultimate in the battle that broke out in the Han Galaxy and the nameless fleet came into contact with null energy creatures for the first time, she has not only represented the highest combat power of mankind, but also cultivated the most peak students. The strongest instructor.

Even most people have great regrets in their hearts. It is a pity that Instructor Tong Ling was born at the wrong time. What if he was born a hundred years later, or was frozen for a few more days, and could fight side by side with the resurrected sage in a state of complete victory. What would it be like? blessing.

Some people even think that maybe with the ability of a sage, when they see Tong Ling, they may have the idea of ​​how to be bright when they are born.

It's a pity that the done deal is done and time cannot be turned back.

Tong Ling is old, and her strength on the battlefield has declined significantly, and she even had to withdraw from the front line.

But no matter what, today Tong Ling still enjoys a lofty status in the military, and can be described as a totem-like existence, so when Ding Hu repeatedly compared the two photos, one of them was of the virtual instructor T, and the other was of a 12-year-old , the young Tong Ling, who had just joined the army in the Voyager Galaxy battle, felt that the evidence was clear but still unbelievable.

Ding Hu was even more happy for Zheng Feng.

Starting a few years ago, instructor Tong Ling, whose energy has continued to decline as he gets older, no longer personally trains any young rookies, and only occasionally updates the most popular general training tutorials.

It seems that Zheng Feng was lucky enough to become Tong Ling's close disciple.

Ding Hu was naturally honored and deeply gratified.

"Yes."

Facing Ding Hu's inquiry, Zhou Donglai on the other side replied frankly, "But this matter is a high-level secret. Whether it is instructor Tong Ling's childhood photos or T's true body, they are all confidential. Just know it yourself, don't let Zheng Peak discovery.”

Ding Hu thought for a while, "Is this further improving Zheng Feng's tolerance by making him mistakenly believe that T's strict requirements come from his own self-discipline?"

"Yes. This is also instructor Tong Ling's request."

"OK."

But it was said that in the simulated battlefield, Tong Ling, whose mind was integrated into the data, "floated" beside Zheng Feng throughout the whole process, observing all Zheng Feng's movements, and adjusting the performance parameters of the Xuanyuan-3 modified armor on the spot from time to time.

In the process, Tong Ling solved the doubts in her heart for many years.

She understood how Brother T cultivated himself in the ultimate training back then. It was exactly the same as it is now. He seemed to be abandoning and letting go, but in fact he was always there.

She also completely understood the relationship between Brother T and Xian Zhe.

Brother T is a sage, but he is not.

He is the incarnation of the sage hidden in T100. He is the projection and copy of the sage's personality. But whenever a critical link is reached, the sage thinks that language communication is needed, so he will project his consciousness through the quantum network and take over the clone of Brother T. And communicate with yourself.

Now that I have adopted Brother T's method and passed on what I have learned throughout my life to him, it is both natural and inevitable to succeed.

Tong Ling more fully understood the true intention of the sage to cultivate her.

This is the back-up plan prepared by the sage whose body has perished and whose consciousness is in the void.

He chose me and used this method to let me master his abilities in the previous timeline, and then let me pass the abilities to his reincarnation.

He has also calculated that other people in this era will not dare to use this method for his reincarnation because they are afraid of his identity, their abilities are not good, or they are trapped by the limitations of human beings' own three views. Extreme training methods.

But I, Tong Ling, dare.

Because I know it works, he will definitely learn it too.

At this time, Zheng Feng has gradually adapted to the Xuanyuan-3 modified armor, and as the simulation missions are replayed again and again, he has a deeper and deeper grasp of the behavioral logic and various capabilities of the Changchong. Although he is still unable to break through the Changchong's own multiple The defense system cannot kill the enemy, but its survival time is getting longer and longer, already exceeding half an hour.

After being besieged again and being killed, everything was reset and Zheng Feng appeared again.

I saw a dense flash of faint blue micro-arcs on his arms and face.

In this very short period of time, he sent a total of 15 comprehensive orders to the armor, which were quickly broken down into 150,000 detailed orders.

0.0001 seconds later, the armor suddenly turned sideways in space, and as many as thirty-three lateral media engines on the right side of the head, shoulders, waist, arms, thighs, and feet ignited simultaneously, spraying thin streams of flame.

The anti-inertia curvature-like film layers appear simultaneously.

After 10 seconds, the armor moved nearly a million kilometers away.

Eleven seconds later, a long insect appeared on his right side and jumped away.

15 seconds later, the upper part of the armor was bent from the waist and abdomen, and it avoided the energy group spewed by another long insect.

…

His movements were precise and every step was carefully calculated to avoid the opponent's attack just right.

Time flew by and another half hour passed. This time he escaped the ambush and entered a changing situation that he had never been exposed to before.

He had to rely purely on on-the-spot reaction and try again.

Perhaps it was luck. After a random but effective dodge, the distance between him and another Xuanyuan-4 armor was shortened to more than 20 kilometers, and there was only one pursuing Changchong near the two. .

Zheng Feng began to hesitate.

According to the conventional thinking in special warfare training, when one's own units are extremely close and there are few nearby enemy units, one's own soldiers should quickly combine on the spot to form a strength advantage of more and less in a small area, trying to quickly annihilate the enemy. .

This is the basic principle of coordinated operations repeatedly emphasized in the book, which requires soldiers to execute it immediately without any compromise once they find similar fighters.

At this time, the Xuanyuan-4 had already proactively issued a request for cooperation, deliberately slowed down, sold out its flaws, and waited for Zheng Feng to respond quickly before joining forces with him to fight against the enemy.

But Zheng Feng's hesitation was that he had tried to launch a counterattack by shooting with guns, bombarding with missiles, using cutting knives, etc., but all had little success.

He also carefully observed the actions of other comrades and found that resistance was basically in vain.

Tactical moves with high mobility will not be able to hurt the long insect due to insufficient power or incorrect restraint.

A heavy weapon with great power, but unable to hit, always misses.

In the previous struggles, Zheng Feng had more than once observed other comrades temporarily combining to form a fighter plane, but they all gained nothing. Instead, they were killed by the opponent due to a brief delay in their movements caused by launching an attack.

Furthermore, Zheng Feng knew that he was in simulation training, so the operator in the Xuanyuan-4 next to him was not a human, but an NPC formed by simulated artificial intelligence.

He didn't believe that NPC could cooperate well with him.

Zheng Feng gritted his teeth, ignored the Xuanyuan-4's request for cooperation, and used warp-like maneuvers to dodge to the other side.

More than thirty seconds later, he received the death report of the Xuanyuan-4 in the combat command system, and there was also a last word that was not angry.

"Brother, you rejected me. But I believe you must have your own considerations, and I hope you can succeed. Goodbye."

This is the voice of a middle-aged and elderly man with a slightly hoarse voice.

Zheng Feng was stunned.

It's weird, it's unreasonable.

Strictly speaking, he was betrayed by me.

But why isn't he angry at all?

Instead, he is still looking for reasons for me, thinking that I am not simply avoiding the fight, but have other plans?

this……

Inexplicably, he felt ashamed in his heart.

After a moment, he mocked himself fiercely and said: "Tsk. Forget it, they are all NPCs anyway, and they act as if they are real. I don't care whether you forgive me or hate me. My mission is to survive on the battlefield, but not A death squad responsible for using their lives to spy on the enemy."

After struggling for another two or three minutes, he was killed again.

It was already dinner time outside, but Zheng Feng's personal cramming tool had already taken over his eating, drinking, and eating, and began to inject nutrients into his body.

A little more than half an hour later, Zheng Feng encountered the Xuanyuan-4 again.

The development of the plot is the same as before. The other party was "betrayed" again and once again generously forgave Zheng Feng.

Zheng Feng began to feel impatient.

Why don't you scold me?

Do I need you to be such a holy mother?

You are just an NPC! I don't need your forgiveness!

Damn it!

Out of control, he made a major mistake and was killed again.

Ding Hu outside saw everything. After knowing the true identity of Instructor T, he finally got the authority to read Zheng Feng's mental activities.

At this time, Brother Tiger was angry again.

But his anger value comes from Zheng Feng.

He wanted to rush in, grab Zheng Feng's ears and scold him.

This is ultra-highly simulated real training, based on real battlefields! Every NPC in your eyes is a data hero of a real warrior!

The person next to you is not an NPC, but a human soldier who actually died in the battle!

How can you betray the trust of others!

Damn thing!

It didn't take long, and half an hour later, Zheng Feng met the Xuanyuan-4 again.

Ding Hu began to swear in his heart.

If this idiot dares to betray his teammates again, I will have to skin him later.

A sudden change occurred. After a brief hesitation, Zheng Feng decided to respond to the other party's request for cooperation.

Zheng Feng murmured to himself, "Forget it, give it a try, you will die anyway. I'll just pretend that you are not an NPC, and let's try it together! I beg you not to forgive me!"

He couldn't stand it anymore.

Ding Hu heard a ding here.

"Zheng Feng's battlefield consciousness has improved, his thoughts have changed, and his ideological maturity has increased to an adult state."

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