I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

"Real energy smelter activated."

"Aiman ​​alloy material was extracted successfully."

"Start extracting high-level D liquid gold now. After ten minutes, you need to fine-tune the energy input oscillation rate according to the background quantum laws. Jane!"

Jane Roland: "I've already started calculating. Mata, please adjust the background radiation monitor to channel three."

…

Zheng Feng: "Qin Wu, go control the cockpit and continue digging. We need to expand the capacity of the underground base."

Qin Wu: "Okay."

"The three-type mechanical module was successfully produced. It can improve Qin Wu's excavation efficiency."

"Send it away."

…

Punkert: "I am going to start making the Euclidean liquid variable metal synthesizer. As soon as the synthesizer is made, we can start to make the core metal for bionic camouflage. But this will affect the computing power of our brains. This creates great pressure, and I need people with expertise in physics and mathematics to assist with calculations.”

Jian, Li Qingqing and Lev all responded at the same time, "No problem."

Days passed, and four days later, as modules, parts and core materials were piled up one after another, the thirty nanoscale ultra-micro robots finally changed their shapes one after another, turning into thirty fingernail-sized beetles, with epiphyseal The primary collection tools of the family have exactly the same appearance.

Its internal structure is also basically the same, with only the core part composed of ultra-micro robots being slightly different.

The underground base where the Flying Tigers hide has also changed from the previous vertical column into a spherical space with a volume of about 30 liters.

Since then, the Flying Tigers' basic preparations on the satellite have come to an end.

But everyone was not happy, because judging from the game report, the progress of the Flying Tigers had lagged far behind other teams, almost at the bottom.

Everyone was helpless.

They worked hard, made almost no mistakes throughout the game, and showed their best abilities, but their opponents were too strong.

The gap is so big that it is impossible to make up for it through hard work alone.

Although Zheng Feng still encouraged others from time to time, the momentum of the team members was still getting worse day by day.

The strange thing is that in such an increasingly depressed state of mind, the performance of most people has not declined significantly.

This is the role of the seal of destiny pact.

Although people with marks will not turn into cold-blooded animals without emotions, under certain extreme circumstances, their rational judgment will take over and suppress their emotions silently, which has the same effect as the magic needle that calms the sea.

Although under the influence of Zheng Feng himself, the marks of the Flying Tigers members had already begun to loosen, they were not completely broken after all. Therefore, everyone declined, but the amplitude was so small that they were almost imperceptible.

Zheng Feng was a little anxious, but with such objective conditions, he had no good solution.

…

In the headquarters of the First Special Forces of the Yunding Theater Zone, Zheng Yifeng silently watched the real-time broadcast of the game in front of him.

In the center of the broadcast screen was a scene of the Flying Tigers' beetle-shaped robots busy in full swing.

The table on the left shows the progress of each participating team. The Flying Tigers, who have "high hopes", have now been included in the 1% sequence.

Without a doubt, the bottom 1%.

The table on the right lists the team status that viewers are currently focusing on, including project construction progress, technical analysis progress, potential target planet ecological research, target civilized society research, target civilized species biological research progress, and many other indicators.

At this time, Zheng Yifeng focused his attention on the team members' status analysis table.

The high-level finals of the all-army competition, which uses third-front operations as the assessment indicator, has always been a long and drawn-out battle, and the winner cannot be determined overnight.

Unless they are eliminated miserably from the beginning, normal contestants will have to stay in the brain-linked sleep cabin for at least a week or two, or as long as an unknown number of years.

This is an endurance rally, also known as a marathon for young people.

The high-level contestants who can break through from various planets, galaxies, and war zones, and break out of the tight encirclement to appear on this field, even if they cannot be said to be the best in the three armies, are still among the top one in 100 million human beings.

Participating in the third front's finals is not only a battle for honor, but also a direct and remote participation in actual combat.

This is the last major test for many combat geniuses before they officially enlist in the army, and it is of great significance.

Although remote brain link control is not as dangerous as the real battlefield, and there is no real death, it still has the psychological pressure of competition, and the competition goals have more practical significance. The psychological state of each person participating in the finals is different from that of being in a real battlefield. No different.

The long-term high-intensity mission environment allows talented heroes to adapt to actual combat in advance, accumulate valuable experience, master various battlefield knowledge in an all-round way, and further hone the various skills accumulated during the student stage.

As a comprehensive facility with extremely high technological content, the brain-link sleeping cabin not only provides a mental link with extremely strong information flow capabilities, but also can perfectly solve the user's eating, drinking and diarrhea problems. The level is even better than Zheng Feng's own duck-cramming artifact. One line.

Not only that, the sleeping cabin also comes with a microcurrent stimulation system, which can help contestants complete basic physical training in their sleep by simulating bioelectricity.

If you have special needs, as long as your body can withstand the extreme pressure, you can even increase the training intensity and get stronger while sleeping.

Of course, the seemingly perfect brain-linked sleep cabin actually has shortcomings.

When a person lies inside, it appears to be sleeping, but in fact the mind continues to be highly active, but the channel for transmitting information to the outside world has changed from the human neural network to a quantum brain chain.

This kind of thinking quantum storm operates in a semi-closed state, which is not the natural state that humans are most adaptable to.

The contestant's active consciousness is busy on the other side, but his subconscious mind is very aware of what is happening to him.

Then, the subconscious's external perception is no different from confinement in the usual sense.

Lying there for a long time will put great mental pressure on the subconscious minds of young students.

To use a Cthulhu-style term, it means that the sanity level goes crazy and the mind gradually loses its sanity, which is reflected in the active consciousness participating in the competition through the remote brain link.

Of course, this is "common sense" when human beings do not possess the imprint of a destiny covenant.

Fortunately, since the popularization of imprints, the biggest drawback of the brain-linked sleep cabin has been eliminated.

But this is what Zheng Yifeng is worried about at this time.

Obviously, the marks of the Flying Tigers have begun to loosen.

The progress of these little guys' tasks was not satisfactory, which brought them huge mental pressure.

The shaky mark temporarily stabilized their sanity and allowed them to remain calm.

But this calm may be broken at any time.

Moreover, their calm direction is not quite right. In one sentence, it is "give up struggling, accept failure calmly, and try harder next time."

With Zheng Feng's character, this is obviously intolerable, so the conflict between Zheng Feng and his team members will definitely break out at some point.

The long-lost internal strife will once again become the main theme of the Flying Tigers.

But this is still not the worst situation. What Zheng Yifeng is most worried about is the sanity of Zheng Feng and other team members.

If the internal strife is too intense and the emotions of Zheng Feng and other team members are aroused too high and the mark is completely shattered, it means that even if the Flying Tigers can still survive on the planet, as time goes by, Zheng Feng and The team members will inevitably lose their minds completely one after another.

Losing the game is a small thing, but leaving long-term psychological trauma is big.

Zheng Yifeng was very worried.

Although his reason kept telling him that his son Zheng Feng was the reincarnation of a sage and no amount of setbacks could defeat him, the emotions of being a father made it difficult for him to remain perfectly objective.

Snapped.

Zheng Yifeng turned off the broadcast screen, stood up and stretched.

He couldn't watch anymore. He was now the second person in charge of the First Special Forces of the Genting Theater and the captain of the most elite Chengfeng Special Forces Group in the entire Genting Theater. He also had his own work to complete and had to go to work. .

Before leaving the house, Zheng Yifeng suddenly looked back, couldn't help but take one more look, sighed again, and left.

On the way to the combat command room, Zheng Yifeng happened to meet his wife Liang Yun.

Liang Yun also looked like she was frowning at this time, and she didn't even notice her husband walking towards her.

Zheng Yifeng stopped, patted Liang Yun on the shoulder, and shouted, "Yeah!"

Liang Yun was so scared by him that she came to her senses and hit Zheng Yifeng on the chest angrily, "What are you doing? You scared me to death."

Zheng Yifeng grinned and said, "Looking at your sad face, let me make you happy."

"Thank you so much! I'm so happy!"

Liang Yun gave Zheng Yifeng a hygiene eye.

Although the marriage between the two is somewhat of an arranged marriage in a sense, in fact, Xianzheyuan only secretly led to their acquaintance. As for all subsequent developments, these two souls who seem to be naturally complementary come from the heart. autonomous actions.

When Zheng Yifeng and Liang Yun finally became core members of the Sage Project and learned about themselves, they felt deeply.

It was obviously an "arrangement", but in fact, when the two of them looked at each other for the first time when they were young, it was as if they had been looking at each other for thousands of years and had seen their whole lives together.

The two of them did not resent the Xianzhe Academy, nor did they resent their fate. They were only proud of having Zheng Feng, the greatest love child in the history of human civilization, and they were even happier together.

Zheng Yifeng patted Liang Yun's shoulder lightly and said with emotion: "Okay, you are also worried about Zheng Feng, right?"

Liang Yun hummed, "Yes, I carefully analyzed Zheng Feng's physical and psychological parameters, and I found that his sanity has been declining step by step since two days ago. I'm afraid it will happen again. It won't be long before his consciousness on the epiphyseal star will be significantly affected. He himself will definitely receive a warning, but with his temperament, it is impossible for him to admit defeat and leave the game voluntarily. From a psychological medical point of view, with Zheng Feng's mind lasted about two or three years before collapsing, but I'm afraid that this will become a lifelong psychological shadow. In ancient times, it was almost impossible for anyone to survive a year of loneliness and claustrophobia. This is completely contrary to the law. Human nature.”

After all, Liang Yun is a comprehensive expert in the medical field and has considered this aspect much more deeply than Zheng Yifeng.

Zheng Yifeng nodded and said with relief against his will: "It's okay, don't worry too much, he is a sage."

Liang Yun shook her head, "But he is also our child."

"Um."

"How about we take another vacation and go back to Planet 7, let Zheng Feng and the Flying Tigers apply for a short break, and we chat with him? Anyway, although the Flying Tigers are making slow progress, they have established a safe house to some extent. It’s not impossible to take a small amount of rounds and leave the field to rest, right?”

"This is impossible." Zheng Yifeng shook his head in distress and said, "We just took a vacation not long ago. Shimin and I have just taken over the First Special Operations Army. Recently, the front line has been tight again, and the First Army is the second largest army. The highest-level special operations force in the theater sequence may have to participate in large-scale operations at any time, and we cannot leave."

Liang Yun hummed, "That's true."

"It's okay, believe him." Zheng Yifeng leaned his head over, lightly touched Liang Yun's face with his mouth, and ran away before Liang Yun could react, leaving Liang Yun, who was red-faced and angry, unable to pursue him.

"You're already a general, but you're still not doing anything right!" Liang Yun cursed.

The next moment, a siren suddenly sounded in the command space station.

The piercing sirens with specific stimulating frequencies are overwhelming, making people subconsciously raise their hearts in their throats as soon as they hear it.

Liang Yun, whose expression changed greatly, glanced at her husband who was speeding forward from a distance. At this time, Zheng Yifeng had already waved for the single shuttle and was jumping on it.

Liang Yun also turned around and ran quickly towards her destination.

This kind of siren has not sounded for nearly twenty years, which means that the entire Genting War Zone has fallen into the highest level of crisis.

Tang Shimin and Zheng Yifeng, who have just taken over the First Special Forces, will face a life test that is tens of millions of times more intense than the competition Zheng Feng and the Flying Tigers participated in.

…

Half a month later.

Five beetles that look almost the same as ordinary beetles, but are more mobile, are flying quickly close to the surface of the satellite.

These five beetles are the disguises of Zheng Feng, Edgar, Mata, Li Qingqing and Jane.

The purpose of the five people's trip was to a mine nearly 80 kilometers away from the camp. There was a piece of ore weighing about five kilograms, which was the core material for making the shell of the Type 2 heavy-duty spider.

The Type 2 heavy-load spider is a third-level unit on the satellite. The average size is about the size of an adult's fist. It uses medium to fly and has certain attack capabilities. It can also cut metal and can weave webs and make pockets to transport heavier materials.

Among the production tools of the Epiphysis clan, the Type II heavy-duty spider has much more comprehensive functions than the beetle, and its status is also much higher.

At this time, the leading team had already started operating tower smelters and bucket trucks. The Flying Tigers were too far behind. Zheng Feng decided to take a desperate risk, skipping the second-level units and going straight to the third-level heavy-loaded spiders.

This is certainly a risky move.

Just to find one of these materials, you have to go 80 kilometers away, and you have to drag the thing back slowly.

The farther people go and the longer they stay outside, the greater the potential risk.

Although the Punkt-modified beetles are stronger than ordinary beetles, if the five of them encounter a secondary unit at this time - an anti-gravity centipede nearly two fingers long, they will be in big trouble.

The anti-gravity centipede is composed of more than a dozen deformed beetles. It has an anti-gravity field and a vector medium jet at its tail. It can only move on the near-Earth surface of the star.

Its mouthparts can spit out powerful physical toxins and are very flexible.

When the Flying Tigers were picking up trash near the camp, they had witnessed another unlucky team being wiped out by a mere anti-gravity centipede flying up and down.

After some twists and turns, the five people finally arrived successfully.

While the five people were busy quickly bonding nearby metal particles to make steel wires to bind the ore, Zheng Feng suddenly received an emergency notification from outside the competition system.

Confused, he clicked play.

The next second, Zheng Feng stood stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

Three days ago, the enemy's special operations force, whose main combat force was the perfectly evolved form of the Epizoan clan, suddenly arrived at the outer layer of the second theater and launched a surprise attack on the human army stationed here. It was the First Special Operations Army.

The First Special Operations Force in the Yunding Theater Zone suffered heavy losses and suffered heavy losses.

The First Special Forces Command Ship was severely damaged, and Tang Shimin was seriously injured. Only half of his body was left during the evacuation.

Almost all members of the Chengfeng Special Warfare Group were killed and the main ship was destroyed.

Zheng Yifeng and Liang Yun died.