Manual of Space-Time Interference

"It hurts a bit, I'll be here first today!" Fang Yan said, took the towel handed over by the nursing staff, sat on the stool next to him, and then took the functional drink and poured it hard.

"Your equipment will be delivered tomorrow." Yan Hongchang put down the newspaper in his hand and said to the dialect next to him, "Considering your current physical condition, we have limited the power of the power armor."

"How much is the restriction? Can it be lifted in an emergency?" Dialect tilted his head and asked.

"The limit is 70%. This limit can be lifted, but it requires your password." Yan Hongchang replied, and took a sip from the teacup, "This is to prevent you from doing too intense activities during your usual actions. This resulted in three injuries."

"Yeah!" Dialect nodded, Yan Hongchang reminded him before - even with the protection of power armor, some anti-shock force and steering are still relatively large for the current load on the left leg, and at the same time , if his left leg breaks for the third time, there is a good chance that he will be left with a lifelong disability.

"Your current recovery is very good, but don't be optimistic." Yan Hongchang continued to exhort, "There is still a week before your departure, and it is still too late."

"Fortunately, there is still no problem with trotting." Fang Yan nodded and replied, put down the towel in his hand, and put on the clothes handed over by the nursing staff next to him, "In other words, you are not ready to use the built-in power. Armour your adrenaline and stimulants or something?"

"Yes, but the effect is not great. You should be able to feel it during the operation, and the effect of anesthesia on you is also decreasing. However, after all, nothing is better than nothing." Yan Hongchang said with a smile.

"Well! Then why not change to something with a strong effect, like the one in the movie?" Dialect nodded, and then opened his mouth in doubt.

"It will kill people, the side effects are too great." Yan Hongchang replied meaningfully, then waved his hand and changed the topic, "Go back first, the people in the base are about to be damaged by you, Xiao Zhang and the others should still be there. Waiting for you to open the black."

"..."

A few black lines appeared on the dialect's face, and he glanced at Yan Hongchang a little embarrassedly, then got up and walked out of the indoor training ground, and quietly took out his communicator.

"Brother Zhang, are you here?"

"I'm here! I'm here! Dialect, hurry up, there are three missing and one, and you are missing!"

"Right now! Immediately! I'm still opening the door. I'll build the room first. Today I'll take you to eat chicken!"

"Who was swept to death yesterday, who lay down three times yesterday, and who said yesterday that he was coquettish?"

"Isn't this a game? In reality, if they were targeted by my scope, would they have a way out?" Fang Yan defended, opened his door, and walked directly to his computer.

...

The days passed slowly like this, and the dialect also experienced the process of being a toddler again, from swaying to stability, from slow to trot...

When you have nothing to do, you can brag with the friends in the base, fight Jedi to survive, or play League of Legends. During these days, the dialect has indeed learned the other side of the staff in this base.

Brother Zhang misses his child very much, and his child is also very cute. Brother Li likes to brag about bullshit, and he is still the one who can brag to the sky. Zhao Kai also likes to play. He is the most active every time he is in the dark. Sister Bing likes to dress up beautifully...

Perhaps there is one more thing worth mentioning, and that is the rank of the League of Legends Dialect. In the past few days, he has finally been promoted from 10,000 years bronze to 10,000 years silver five...

At the same time, the power armor was quickly put into dialect recovery training after arriving, and after a period of adaptation, some minor mechanical and procedural faults were also eliminated.

Although the power is limited to 70% by the program, it can still run up to 13m/s, but the left leg will feel a sore feeling after a long run in Dialect, and if you jump hard, that feeling will be more refreshing!

The supplies he carried with him have not changed much, only a part of medicines and nutritious food have been added, but the weapon is a silenced semi-automatic sniper rifle.

And time, slowly passing away, came to the day when the dialect was about to pass the calamity...

"Dialect, come, repeat what I said to you before, I'll see how much you remember." Yan Hongchang said to the dialect next to him, and then quietly waited for his answer.

"First, don't participate in any form of war, and don't fall into any unfavorable crisis; second, take medicine on time, use what you can walk, don't run, don't jump around, kill yourself, do things... In other words, if things go wrong If I say it, I still have to get it back, right?" Dialect paused, looking into Yan Hongchang's eyes and asked suspiciously.

"Hide if you can, if you can't, you can do whatever you want." Yan Hongchang also shook his head helplessly, then reached out his hand to signal the dialect to continue speaking.

"Third, put your own life first, look for a safe area at the first time, and turn on the power limit if there is no danger; fourth, don't trust anyone, don't leave anyone behind..."

As the dialect spoke, the electronic clock beside it was beating constantly, and slowly, it came to 4:00 in the morning.

"Team leader, it's time for the dialect to prepare!" A staff member stood at the door and knocked on the door. Yan Hongchang nodded, waved his hand, and walked out of the room with the dialect.

There was still fine snow in the air, and the dialect took a few breaths. Then he stood in the open space and made preparations. After waiting for a bell to ring, he walked to the position where the power armor was placed and quickly put it on...

"Dialect, life is the main thing!"

A voice came from the side, Fang Yan turned his head and glanced, a smile appeared on his face, after making an OK gesture to Yan Hongchang, he slowly took a deep breath and closed the mask of the power armor.

"Power armor activated,"

"The system self-test is normal, the environmental test is normal, and the energy remaining is 100%!"

"Connected to satellite ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ connected to the network, local time: December 28, 2017 4:37!"

"Good luck!"

"Start the five o'clock program!"

The dialect said, the expression on his face also calmed down in an instant.

"The five o'clock program has started!"

"Remove the power limit, PS02!"

"The power limit has been lifted!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Fang Yan nodded, gave a thumbs up to Yan Hongchang outside, and then stood quietly in place, waiting for the punctual arrival of five o'clock in the morning.

The numbers in the upper right corner kept beating. Dialect closed his eyes slightly, then slowly opened them again. Looking at the remaining single digits above, he took a deep breath...

It's five o'clock, let's go again!