Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 293 Wake Up
57 seconds!

The survival time is too short, and the simulation system doesn't even give an evaluation.

Sun Langren was dumbfounded. He only remembered that after the airborne capsule landed, the hatch opened automatically. Before he could untie the protective device on his body, he saw a bomb fly in.

He didn't even see clearly who his opponent was, he just felt a black shadow flash past, and then a white light flashed before his eyes.

Behind his head, a big halo appeared.

"How did I die so quickly?"

Sun Lang couldn't believe it, and patted his head. If he was on a real battlefield, would he be considered the lowest level of cannon fodder?
This interstellar war really cannot be judged by common sense.

"No, you must turn off the automatic pop-up device of the hatch first." Sun Lang whispered secretly, "Hide in the airborne cabin first, observe the surrounding situation, and then find a chance to go out, I don't believe it..."

Suddenly, Sun Lang thought of a better way.

Since the mission requires eight hours, how about he hide in the space cabin for eight hours without opening the cabin door and never going out?
In any case, as long as you get through these eight hours, you will get the first 'S'.

Of course, this method can only be used in cases of desperation.

After all, the purpose of this real battlefield simulation system is to train the user's ability to survive in such a cruel environment, and almost every time he dies, he can learn something new.

What's the point of spending eight hours at birth if it's just for the 'S' score?
The next second 'S' scoring mission will definitely require him to step out of the cabin door, and he will still face all kinds of dangers outside the airborne cabin, but the previous eight hours were wasted for nothing.

"Again!"

Sun Lang gritted his teeth and clicked on Hell Battlefield again, this time he was not so careless.

Although he didn't know what the figure that flashed before was, he was sure it was a psychic creature, a psychic creature he had never seen before.

He guessed it was Zerg, but couldn't think of the corresponding name.

When the airborne capsule landed again, the hatch did not open.

Sun Lang turned on the protective device on his body, with a vigilant face, clenched the assault rifle in his hand, and carefully observed the jungle environment outside through the window.

The captain of his team said: "According to the instructions in the combat manual, we should send two team members out to investigate first, tiger and wolf, you two go."

"it is good!"

The two young players who received the instructions nodded in unison. Their faces were a little pale, and sweat could be seen on their foreheads due to tension.

Just when they were about to open the hatch, Sun Lang stopped them: "No, you can't go out now, there is danger outside."

"What's the danger?" the captain asked him.

"If you open the hatch now, a monster will drop a bomb in, let me observe again."

"what?"

The captain was stunned and asked: "There is a monster that can drop bombs? How do you know? Could it be that you can predict the future? No..."

"Fox, how do you know?" The team member code-named Tiger was also asking Sun Lang.

In this team, Sun Lang's code name is Fox.

"Something's wrong." The face of the team member codenamed Little Wolf changed, "It's not the prophet, are we in the simulation system? Are we simulated characters? Are we dead?"

"Huh? Can you realize that you are false?"

Sun Lang was startled, and subconsciously blurted out.

He was dumbfounded and forgot what he was supposed to do for a moment.

So this happens?Isn't this a virtual world similar to a game?Why do these fictional characters realize they are fake?

Questions flashed through Sun Lang's mind. There were so many questions that his brain almost crashed. He could only bite the bullet and say, "You... listen to me, the current situation is..."

The captain interrupted him: "Needless to say, brother, how many years is it in the new calendar?"

"Forehead……"

Sun Lang is numb, how does he know what the new calendar is, is it the imperial calendar mentioned in the system?

He really didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him.

He stammered a few words casually with a few team members, and listened to each one finish his last wish.

In the end, there was really no other way. Sun Lang could only open the hatch and try his luck: "Listen to me, I will try my best to convey your last wish to your family. Now let's go out and complete the task."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the hatch was opened, several bombs were thrown in.

Seeing this scene, Sun Lang's head became big.

Before he could do anything, a white light flashed in front of his eyes again.

【you are dead】

"Is this simulation system intentional?" Sun Lang had a headache. "You die as soon as you open the door. It seems that you have to rush out the moment the door is opened, so that other team members can't notice the abnormality."

After two simulations, Sun Lang was not as confident as before.

He originally thought that with his own ability, even if he couldn't live safely for eight hours, it would be okay to live for an hour or two to adapt to the difficulty.

As a result, in the first two trials, he didn't even go out of the birth point, and the second time he spent less than 10 minutes.

If every area of ​​the battlefield was this dangerous...

How many times would he have to die in order to survive the eight hours required by the mission?

This is just one 'S', and he couldn't even imagine getting seven 'S's.

"Hey, why don't you go to the simple battlefield to get used to it?"

For some reason, Sun Lang suddenly had such an idea.

After all, the difficulty of the battlefield is increasing. For someone like him who is exposed to the simulation system for the first time, perhaps he should start with the simplest experience.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and clicked the [Exit] button in the simulation system.

[The second most handsome man in the universe, do you want to quit the simulation system? 】

【Yes】

After clicking, the eyes suddenly went dark, all the interfaces disappeared, and there was a fine mechanical sound in the ears.

More than a dozen mechanical arms in the room surrounded him, taking off the simulation equipment on his body one by one, and quickly let him out of the simulation area.

"call……"

Seeing the inside of the spaceship again, Sun Lang exhaled, feeling inexplicably in a trance.

Although it was only simulated twice, the world in the simulation was too real, as if he was in another world, and the other nine team members died with him twice.

Especially the second simulation.

In the chat just now, he knew that the young team member codenamed "Little Wolf" was already engaged.

When that battle is over, the little wolf will go back and marry his lover.

But Xiaolang said sadly that they were put into the simulation system, which meant that they had died in this war, and what lived in the system was only a piece of memory written into the system and part of the simulated personality.

He hoped that Sun Lang could help him go back and see how his fiancée was doing.

But what about Sun Lang?

He didn't even know where the empire they were talking about was, how many light years away it was from him.

Even if he knew, he couldn't go to the starry sky, he could only be trapped on this small planet like a frog in a well.

Life is a broken mirror, everyone lives with regrets, and dies with regrets, never getting the full result.

There are too many regrets, and a free and easy person like Sun Lang has a lot of emotion: "It would be great if there was a world where there is no war, no oppression, everyone is equal, and everything is beautiful."

"How did you get an epiphany?" Chang Rufeng jokingly asked him with a smile, "How does it feel to be in the system?"

"Difficult, too difficult." Sun Lang shook his head and answered truthfully.

As he said that, he looked at Su Xia and said seriously: "Commander, I take back what I said before. This system is really too real. After loading it, it feels like you are really under the starry sky of a different world."

"Do you want to keep trying?" Su Xia asked him.

"Well, I must get an 'S' rating!"

Sun Lang is not one to easily admit defeat, let alone two failures, even if he fails two hundred times, he will continue to try.

In order to climb a high mountain with bare hands, he failed more than 30 times. In the most serious one, his hands, feet and spine were broken. He tried again and again, and finally climbed up and conquered the sacred mountain admired by the locals.

Su Xia said with a smile: "Then stay in the camp temporarily, you can eat and live with the people I organized."

"Are you a member of the North Wind Organization?" Sun Lang's eyes lit up.

"Yes, it's them."

"Okay!" Sun Lang nodded happily, "I've wanted to meet the famous North Wind Organization for a long time! How about Chang Rufeng?"

"I?"

Chang Rufeng thought for a while, and said: "Interstellar visitors are rare, and there is still a lot I want to know. I haven't even finished reading the "Encyclopedia of Interstellar Encyclopedia". This is an opportunity that no one else can imagine... If the commander doesn't mind, I want to stay too."

"Of course I don't mind. I'll ask Ping An to make arrangements for you two."

In this way, the members of the two taverns stayed temporarily.

As for the guy who was still in a coma, the two discussed it, and Chang Rufeng sent him out to the nearest tavern contact point.

Next, the old dean, Wang Luo and others went to experience the simulation system.

After the experience, they all lamented the magic of this system.

"If it can be popularized and the equipment is sufficient, this system can help us train countless fighters at the same time." Wang Luo said.

It's just a pity that this kind of training is still too extravagant for the human race on this planet.

Both Dragon City and Oasis Camp will consciously train every member, but other organizations are different.

For many small organizations, just having a gun in their hands is enough to qualify as a fighter, trained or not.

After experiencing the battlefield of hell, they came to the same conclusion as Sun Lang.

"Difficult, it's really too difficult." An old professor sighed: "Suppressed by psychic powers, you can only live as an ordinary person on such a cruel battlefield, how can you survive for eight hours?"

"Dean, how long did you live in your first simulation?" Zhang Fang asked the old dean next to him with great interest.

"Stinky boy, are you looking for a fight?"

The old dean snorted lightly, but did not answer directly.

It seems that it is also 57 seconds!

Zhang Fang thought about it in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it directly, for fear of being beaten.

At this time, Wang Luo coughed lightly and said, "Actually, even if we don't have our spiritual power suppressed, we probably won't survive eight hours."

"Yes, it's the Shadow Hunter."

The old dean was well-informed and recognized the bomb-throwing Zerg creature. He said: "In the shadow area, this kind of bug can hide itself almost perfectly. It is a natural assassin, and the jungle terrain is just right for them."

It is impossible to survive eight hours in a terrifying jungle full of hunters.

In the experience just now, the one who lived the longest was Wang Luo.

In the third simulation, he successfully repelled the first wave of attacking bugs, left the airborne capsule, and headed for the gathering place, but after walking for more than ten minutes, he was unfortunately affected by the exploding space capsule fragments in the sky.

Danger is everywhere, and that jungle is hell.

After trying, everyone's idea of ​​"coming from behind" just now was dispelled, knowing that getting seven "S" evaluations in this kind of hell is as difficult as reaching the sky.

"Let's not waste time, there are still many people up there who haven't come down." Wang Luo said: "Come back when you want to simulate in the future."

"Well, time is precious, let's take them first."

Everyone agreed.

This simulation system can only be regarded as a small surprise.

The real surprise, was the wreck itself.

Its manufacturing method, the special materials it uses, its energy technology, etc., are all what the old dean and the others want to know urgently.

And the information Hal himself carried was a huge resource bank, which surprised the old dean and the others.

At the beginning, the mechanical race turned defeat into victory through the technology of aliens.

Now, the human race has finally waited for this day.

When the news first reached Longcheng, the old dean and the others thought it was a piece of wreckage that had been completely broken, so they could only dismantle it slowly and obtain key technologies through reverse research.

They didn't expect that there were living alien engineers in the wreckage, and Hal, an intelligent system that recognized Susha as the captain.

With Hal's help, the human race on this planet can avoid many detours.

"Those two sleeping engineers, do we want to wake them up?"

On this issue, the opinions of the people are not unanimous.

Not only the oasis camp, but also living aliens in the two wreckages in that forest.

Now, only Su Xia has the right to wake them up.

But Su Xia couldn't make up her mind, so she asked the old dean to discuss with Wang Luo and the others.

"Several sleeping aliens are also ordinary human races, not those weird special races in the starry sky. Presumably, they should understand the difficulties of the human race on this planet and provide help."

Most of the academics think this way, they hope to wake up these aliens.

After everyone left the wreckage and returned to the surface, the dispute began.

The research institute represented by Wang Luo objected: "They have knowledge that we don't know. What should we do if they wake up and play tricks secretly?"

"Take a step back, if you have been sleeping for more than 20 years, and when you wake up, you find yourself surrounded by a group of low-civilized indigenous people, what will you do?"

A young researcher from the 051 Research Institute made a loud noise, and with a big wave of his hand, he blocked all the voices from the academic school.

The two sides fell into a stalemate for a while, and it seemed that no one could persuade the other.

As they talked, some people got emotional and rolled up their sleeves, as if they were about to fight.

Among the Dragon City team that came this time, the people representing the city lord's faction were the fewest—only five people.

The captain of these five people is called Li Feng, one of the assistants of the city lord.

He and the other four team members stood aside in embarrassment, unable to get involved in the dispute between the academic faction and the research institute, and could only silently wait for the dispute to end.

Su Xia also stood beside her, and asked Li Feng with a smile, "How is the city lord doing recently?"

"Your health is fine, Commander, thank you for your concern." Li Feng replied earnestly: "It's just that rumors have spread in the city recently, and the appearance of the undead has also brought a lot of chaos. This time, I will definitely come in person.”

"Hmm... Do these two factions often fight in Dragon City?"

Su Xia asked, pointing at the quarreling crowd.

Li Feng smiled wryly, nodded and said, "Yes, the academic school advocates 'gentlemen do not speak with their hands'. If you can convince the other party, you don't need to waste time arguing about it."

"Well, that makes sense."

Su Xia laughed, didn't ask any more questions, and continued to watch the dispute between the two factions.

On the grass above the wreckage, the two sides were constantly arguing, the voices were noisy, and the scene was once very chaotic.

Someone yelled at the top of their voices, splashing spittle all over the ground, and someone waved their old fists and smashed at each other.

Among the chaotic crowd, Zhang Fang hugged the old dean, and said anxiously: "Dean, once you are old, don't rush to fight those young people."

"What is an age?"

The old dean stared at him, and his whole body shook, directly shaking Zhang Fang away.

As the only fifth-level creature here, if he joins the melee, the situation will instantly turn to the academic side.

But the research institute did not back down.

The young man who asked the first question turned red and stood on a rock and shouted: "I still have the same question. Think about it differently. If you have been sleeping for more than 20 years and woke up to find the current situation, what would you do?"

It was this question that caught everyone in the academy.

What they want is only the knowledge and experience in the aliens' minds, and they have not considered the scene of the aliens getting out of control for the time being.

At this moment, Sun Lang, who had always been an outsider, suddenly spoke.

"If it were me, I would cooperate with the human race on this planet to reverse the predicament, fight back from the Jedi, defeat the machine race, and recast the glory of the human race."

Sun Lang's voice was not loud, but it pierced into the chaos of both sides like a sharp sword.

He paused, and then said: "Then, I will write this experience into my autobiography, and publish the autobiography, so that future generations will also know this legend."

(End of this chapter)