I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

The next morning, Zheng Feng got up early.

Compared with yesterday, his mental state was much better.

It's not that the noise in his heart has diminished, nor that Morrowind II's appearance has become less frequent, it's just that he's used to it.

After enjoying a rare deep sleep through "Sleepwalking Virgo", Zheng Feng unknowingly mastered a new technique.

There seemed to be a filter in his mind, allowing him to subconsciously seize the gaps where the noise and the image of the mothership appeared when thinking about problems, and let his mind go at this moment.

After the interruption is over, continue your previous thinking.

Assuming that he wants to think completely and organize a large paragraph of language, his thinking process will be interrupted by distracting thoughts that pop up from time to time and will be in a fragmented state. But the wonderful thing is that the process of emptying his mind cannot completely interrupt it. After interrupting the thinking process, his thinking can always be quickly and seamlessly connected.

Man is really a very magical creature. No matter how big the trouble is, as long as he can still live tenaciously, he can always find a solution to the problem naturally, both physically and mentally.

This is a self-defense mechanism.

With the help of this mechanism, as long as people are alive, they can always actively adjust themselves to adapt to the environment.

Zheng Feng, who barely returned to normal, led the team members to do some intensive training.

After a full day of high-intensity competition yesterday, the Flying Tigers players have undergone many transformations compared to before.

Zheng Feng found that when giving orders to others, he no longer needed to explain everything clearly as before. Sometimes even with just a look, or calling someone else's name, or even without speaking, others could tell them in advance. Then he knew what he wanted him to do.

Obviously, after he hung up once, the overall understanding of the Flying Tigers did not decline, but actually improved.

Moreover, the overall strength of the little guys has also increased, and the gap with Zheng Feng has narrowed. From the previous ordinary class level, they have become the backbone of the elite class.

This was an unexpected surprise.

After being busy all day, in the evening, Zheng Feng and a group of Beanie Babies sat side by side in the corner of the small stadium on the top floor of the First Pioneer College tower.

Tomorrow is the Lieyang 3 galaxy-level expanded competition.

In the entire Lieyang 3 galaxy, there are nearly ten inhabited natural planets, as well as dozens of hidden small-scale settlements, and dozens of breeding and education bases hidden in subspace.

Therefore, there are hundreds of thousands of teams from nearly a hundred planet-level bases and tens of thousands of colleges in the Lieyang 3 galaxy.

Just by taking a step up from a small stage, the number of competitors has increased exponentially by thousands of times.

Faced with this sudden surge in competition intensity, Zheng Feng felt that he should say something.

As a result, before he could speak, Mata and Edgar asked in unison: "Captain, how are you doing now?"

Zheng Feng smiled and said, "What can I do? What I want to say is you, your performance was very good yesterday, and it is even better today. You should already know what our situation will be tomorrow, right?"

Everyone's little heads were spinning.

"Um!"

"The number of opponents has increased, assuming that the proportion of geniuses among them remains unchanged. Then, as long as we want to stand out, we will inevitably have to face those talented opponents from various bases and colleges. The intensity of competition will be completely different from previous games. Different. I was worried before. After all, your ability at that time... well, it was not satisfactory. But now, based on your performance yesterday and today. I think you are trustworthy. The name of the Flying Tigers will one day It will resound throughout the galaxy. We will make this joking name given to us by others turn into a name that our enemies are afraid of."

"Um!"

Under the simulated sunset in the distant sky, in the small stadium, the shadows of thirty children, one large, twenty-nine small, and three in total, stretched long on the ground.

…

"Brother, how's it going?"

Zheng Feng returned to the dormitory, and Tang Tianxin called the communication.

Zheng Feng raised his head and glanced at the woman in the projection whom he had not seen for a long time.

Now eleven years old, Tang Tianxin is about to reach 1.7 meters tall.

From the perspective of female physiological development, she has basically matured.

Compared to the pink little girl many years ago, Tang Tianxin, who has now experienced war training and has firmly established herself as a major general, has become famous in the special forces of the Yunding Theater Zone. She is no longer innocent and innocent, and is replaced by a chilling and resolute temperament.

When facing Zheng Feng, she would let down her guard slightly and show a rare natural smile, but the fierce aura of a professional soldier, especially a senior commander, still lingered.

Tang Tianxin could feel the changes in himself.

She had been worried that she didn't want her temperament to put too much pressure on Zheng Feng, and wanted to control this change, but she was powerless.

But now she no longer does this thankless and meaningless thing.

Because, she found that she was simply worrying too much.

Compared to himself, Zheng Feng's aura is more magical.

No matter he is facing himself now, or even other people in higher positions, he doesn't feel any pressure at all.

I don’t know if Zheng Feng is born with a big nerve, or if he has a natural tendency to not be afraid of power and have no respect for authority.

"It's not bad. I feel that my team members are quite reliable. If everything goes well, the Flying Tigers should be able to at least break out of Lieyang 3, and then break out of the Genting Star Territory and enter the tenth theater. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Zheng Feng said cheerfully, and showed Tang Tianxin the picture of himself communicating with the team members just now.

After reading it, Tang Tianxin felt a little bit dissatisfied.

Sometimes she even hated that she had grown up so fast that she could not stay with Zheng Feng for many years like a true peer.

fortunately……

He gradually caught up.

Maybe it won't be long before he can transcend the boundaries set by others and appear by his side as a warrior.

Unknowingly, Tang Tianxin's face turned slightly red, and her cheeks suddenly flushed and even felt a little hot.

She looked to the side with evasive eyes, "Brother, I'm in a hurry here, we'll talk later. Should I hang up now?"

"Well, go get busy."

After hanging up the communication, Zheng Feng felt a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted back.

He turned on his personal training equipment again and connected to the simulation training.

Instructor T's cold tone sounded again.

"The third spherical battleship battle simulation begins now..."

After a hard night of training, the next morning, Zheng Feng led the Flying Tigers to connect to the Lieyang 3 galaxy-level regional competition system under the watchful eyes of countless people from the First Pioneer Academy.

At first, many instructors, including Ding Hu, were worried about whether the Flying Tigers could cope with this situation.

But as soon as the high-intensity simultaneous competition began, Ding Hu and the faculty and staff at First Pioneer College were devastated.

So fierce!

The eleven-year-old Zheng Feng has reached or even exceeded the level that other eleven-year-olds should have in the field of combat.

In a situation where most of the competitors are three- or four-year-old brats, Zheng Feng, who can stably display his strength as an S-class combatant and sometimes burst into peak strength, is like a god descending to earth, invincible and capable of destroying everything.

The most important thing is that his players are no longer mediocre and have grown into elites.

The members of the Flying Tigers formed a core of combat power around Zheng Feng, forming a super-strong situation, forming an overwhelming advantage over the other teams.

Two days ago, when Zheng Feng didn't take any action, the Flying Tigers won the 19th place of the First Pioneer Academy.

Now that he has exploded with all his strength, the strength displayed by the Flying Tigers is worthy of being the ace among the aces of the First Pioneer Academy.

Only half a day passed. While other teams were still struggling, the Flying Tigers had taken the lead among the 10,000 teams competing in the field and entered the next round.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

The name of the Flying Tigers appears in the final list of the Empire-wide Unified Military Skills Competition.

Zheng Feng fulfilled his promise and brought his Flying Tigers teammates, who were originally dragsters, to the highest stage in the field of human military training.

But he didn't know at this time that a "conspiracy" was slowly surging around him.

In a secret meeting room, Zhou Donglai, Andre, Dong Shan and a small group of dozens of people were discussing a major matter intensively.

Dong Shan said: "According to the summary statistics of Master Brain Fanxing, Zheng Feng now has about 30% of the time to burst into potential and reach the top level at any time. It would be inappropriate for him to participate in the junior class competition of the primary school group. First of all, this is not the case. It cannot improve his strength and has no training effect on him; secondly, it is too unfair to other people."

Andre suggested: "Then let's raise the age group for him?"

Although some people objected, "I don't care about Zheng Feng himself, but his team members are actually children. Isn't this unfair to Zheng Feng?"

"listen to me."

At this moment, a slightly hoarse young woman's voice sounded in the conference room.

Everyone's breathing was stagnant.

The speaker was Tong Ling.

Although Tong Ling attended almost every Sage Planning meeting, many people couldn't remember how long it had been since they heard Tong Ling's voice.

Although she is old now, she has stood at the top of human combat power for two hundred years. After receiving her guidance, there are as many top fighters who have become the backbone of the army as there are crucian carp crossing the river.

No one can ignore instructor Tong Ling's opinion.

"Instructor Tong, please tell me."

Zhou Donglai, who is also older, said respectfully.

Tong Ling's tone sounded very calm, with almost no emotional ups and downs.

She said slowly: "For the truly top warriors, there has never been any fairness or unfairness. Back then, the sage wore the green dragon armor and dared to launch a fatal charge against the ball ship. Since Zheng Feng is the reincarnation of the sage, he will also be able to do so in the future. To become a sage, he should have learned to participate in unequal battles from the beginning. I don’t think he will lose, or, I think even if he loses, he will not be defeated. Because he himself is a sage. !”

Everyone was stunned.

Tong Ling's words were like a stone that stirred up thousands of waves.

If you want to ask who in the world has the most superstition about the sage Chen Feng, I am afraid that instructor Tong Ling said she is second, and no one dares to admit that she is first.

Emmanuel Bertou asked in a low voice: "So..."

Tong Ling: "So, my suggestion is to let the Flying Tigers directly participate in the high-level competition and compete with those talented students who have already entered the battlefield or are about to enter the battlefield. As far as I know, the high-level students In addition to Zheng Feng, there is a nine-year-old child in the class group. Right? So why can't the reincarnation of the sage do what others can do?"

At this point, Tong Ling has obviously concluded the whole matter.

"I agree."

"Seconded."

"Agree."

…

"Then it's decided."

Fifteen minutes later, Ding Hu walked to Zheng Feng's door with an extremely confused mood.

Ding dong ding dong.

Zheng Feng, who was about to open the cramming tool and read some basic knowledge monographs, sat up straight.

"Huh? What does Brother Tiger want from me?"

Ding Hu kept rubbing his hands together, hesitating to speak like a little daughter-in-law.

"Brother Hu, can we be more straightforward? Don't worry, I will complain to my sister-in-law and say you are a sissy."

Ding Hu rolled his eyes and said, "Fuck you, I just received a very important notice."

"Then tell me." Zheng Feng scratched his head, wondering. Since it was a notice to myself, why not convey it directly in the personal information system? Ding Hu had to relay it.

"It's like this. The Imperial Ministry of Education directly issued the highest order, requiring the Flying Tigers to skip the elementary school junior group competition and compete with those contestants in the advanced group."

Zheng Feng wondered: "High-level group? What is that?"

"This is a term for the combat sequence specialty class. If you want to describe it in terms of academic qualifications, you can probably understand it as a postdoctoral fellow among warriors. Some of the contestants in the advanced group are already on the battlefield, and some are already in the field. Some have been to the battlefield, and now they are back in school to continue their studies. Some of them will report to the elite special forces after participating in this game. The most inferior team among them is probably better than the ones you have dealt with before. The Seventh Company of Steel is several times stronger."

Zheng Feng: "..."

"Brother Hu, are you kidding me?"

"Why am I teasing you?"

As he spoke, Zheng Feng opened his personal brain and projected a new command he had just received.

Ding Hu looked up and his expression changed drastically.

In this new order, clear criteria were set out for Zheng Feng to leave the school and officially enlist in the army, requiring him to at least achieve the top 100 in the Empire Finals.

"Are you kidding me? Isn't this a trick on me? Let me lead the Flying Tigers to fight against senior soldiers? You have to win the top 100 before letting me go to the front line? Whose bad idea is that they clearly want to treat me as a leader? Locked up in a planet like a little brat! This is too..."

"I have the go-ahead to tell you who came up with this."

"who?"

"Chief Instructor Tong Ling."

Zheng Feng was stunned.

Of course he knew the legendary name Tong Ling.

I just didn't expect that a human legend who was so far away and out of reach would actually be looking at me, and even personally try to "trap" me even though he was so far away.

What's the picture?

"Why? Zheng Feng asked.

Ding Hu shrugged, "Isn't it a soldier's duty to obey orders? What's more, this is an instruction from the highest level. There must be some truth to it, but you and I don't understand it."

Zheng Feng thought for a moment, and the expression on his face changed instantly.

From shock to confusion, slowly, but relieved.

He nodded, "Okay, let the soldiers come and cover up the water and the earth. Then try to see if you can stop me. I have told my team members before that I think they are trustworthy. Even if the opponent changes, it doesn't matter. It’s fair, but I can’t deny them because of this. After all, on the real battlefield, unequal battles happen all the time. It’s impossible for everything to follow human will, right?”

Ding Hu: "Yes, if you can think about it, that's good."