Chapter 157 Space Warehouse (please ask for monthly tickets)


    "The interesting person is here..."


    Inside the silver-white metal building, a window opened, showing a pair of autumn-like eyes.


    Hu Yanqiushui looked at Fang Xing in the square, with a smile on his lips.


    "Well, today is the day for interns to register. Let them be proud for the first day... I will cry and call my parents from tomorrow."


    A big man in armor sat at the bar, filling his mouth with wine.


    On the sofa next to him, there was a young man in black and cold temperament who was wiping a black sword in his hand.


    "Luo Kai... You are obviously a mecha master, but you are still here to do an internship in the virtual space battlefield. You are really not afraid of death."


    The young man in black wiped his long sword and spoke.


    "I came here for Gu Quan''s loyalty. After all, we are fighting against the top three on the list, forming the ''three-strong team'', and are invincible..."


    Luo Kai laughed: "What''s more, most of the mecha masters who have truly achieved success have experienced the tempering of the secret world when they were young... If you want to understand the ''light of the soul'', this step is indispensable. I think my sense of sensitivity to my mecha is still very high. Maybe one day I can use my own mind to deceive the laws of the secret world and bring the mecha in..."


    The secret world is quite idealistic and rejects all the power of technology.


    But the standards of technology are already very vague. Some warriors have tried to use martial arts will to bring black gunpowder weapons into the secret world, but unfortunately they cannot break the defense against the lower servants.


    This represents a possibility!


    The possibility of cheating the rules of the secret world!


    According to rumors, the mecha master who condensed the light of the soul and almost integrated with the mecha can directly bring the mecha into the secret world... Of course, it is the secret world with a very high upper limit.


    Nowadays, in virtual space battles, there are many restrictions on mecha divisions, requiring them to design and manufacture mecha themselves to fight, just to imitate the secret world. In addition to being familiar with mecha modules, mecha divisions can also add an idealistic sensing to lay the foundation for the development of the light of the mind in the future.


    According to rumors, many of the mecha masters who developed the light of the soul are excellent mecha designers, and even the mechas are mainly built by themselves...


    "Even if there is no mecha, your armor is enough."


    Hu Yanqiushui smiled and looked at Luo Kai: "I have a very optimistic junior. Should our team add people?"


    "If you don''t add it, add another one in the top three teams. Is it called the top four? It sounds so ugly..."


    Luo Kai shook his head.


    "No... I know which one you are talking about. He is good at strength and defeated a junior in my school to top the first place in the battle list... It made our Nine Swords Academy very embarrassed."


    Dark star in black clothes, black hair and black eyes also shook his head: "Although he may be very good, the three of us cooperate well. If one new person is added, we still need to be run-in... I don''t want anyone to share our military achievements."


    "Okay, two-on-one, I''ll give up on the offer."


    Hu Yanqiu Shui sighed.


    At this time, the interns in the square also retreated in groups of three or three to find their respective dormitories.


    Drop!


    Fang Xing followed the map of the omniscient brain and came to a building.


    The liquid metal automatically opens, revealing a dormitory.


    The dormitory is not small, with more than 30 square meters. What’s more important is that he is the only one living there!


    The shower room, bathroom and other facilities are all complete.


    "good!"


    Fang Xing looked at it and was generally satisfied. He sat cross-legged on the bed to replace sleep by meditation.


    In the military camp, the privacy rights of citizens of the Blue Star Federation became Schr?dinger''s state, and he made up his mind not to travel through the two worlds here.


    But...If you are in the secret world, you can try it.


    ‘If I bring a mecha to the Immortal Cultivation Realm in advance, I wonder if I can bring the Immortal Cultivation Divorce to the Secret Realm? ’


    ‘If that doesn’t work, then put it in the storage ring and try it? ’


    A large number of solutions emerged in Fang Xing’s mind, and he could test the sensitivity of the secret world rules.


    However, I just entered the military camp for internship, so it is better not to play like this first.


    He entered a deep sleep state, and it didn''t take long before he arrived the next day and was awakened by a harsh whistle.


    "gather!"


    A rough voice resounded throughout the dormitory.


    Fang Xing quickly got up, and the nanoprotective suit on his body changed, and it turned into a lieutenant style, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the dormitory.


    One second later, he came to the square.


    At this time, the power of the field also enveloped some students.


    More are martial artists who use various body techniques to come, and they are in chaos.


    Ten seconds later, the square was full of interns, looking at their instructors.


    The instructor''s information was sent to the email yesterday. It was a major named John, with blonde hair and blue eyes, deep facial features, and very strong body. He stretched out his training uniform almost cracked.


    “It’s too slow!”


    Instructor John carried his hands behind his back, looking at the group of prides of heaven: "I have been waiting for you for ten seconds! At this speed, you are going to die on the battlefield! Now, you are all running with weights, and I will stop until I shout and stop!"


    Boom!


    The moment the other party finished speaking, Fang Xing felt like a mountain was pressing on his body.


    This is to enable a large-scale gravity device, and even martial artists in the courage realm are somewhat struggling.


    ‘As a matter of fact… the first training is to obey, obey, and obey! ’


    He shook his head secretly, but he had no intention of being a thorn and ran with other students.


    This time he ran until the afternoon and was sent to the infirmary several times before instructor John called for a stop.


    "Now, boys, what I want to talk about next is related to your life!"


    Instructor John looked at most of the breathless students, and a bad smile appeared on his face:


    "The alert in the virtual space has five levels! The highest S-level alarm will have an unexpected projection of the Son of God or an evil **** outside the domain and similar crises... This situation is rare in decades, but if you encounter it, the Martial Saints, Martial Gods, and Mecha Masters in the Federation take action, it is not your business..." "A-level alarm will have a superior family, a B-level alarm, a lower family, a C-level alarm corresponds to a superior servant level, and a D-level alarm is a lower servant..."


    "Generally speaking, most of the tasks you receive are C or D. Level B or above will not be open to you, but there are special circumstances..."


    …


    All the students were extremely serious when they heard it.


    Even the lower-level servants have a terrible combat power and require several martial artists to cooperate to deal with it.


    Not to mention that it is difficult to obtain scientific and technological support in the secret battlefield.


    The superior servant is even more terrifying, and ordinary outdoor warriors are no match for them.


    As for the lower-ranking clan? It can be considered a small natural disaster.


    "Generally speaking, you recruits are simply difficult to deal with the evil gods in the secret world... But thanks to the federal space technology, we can now have an advantage in terms of quantity..."


    Instructor John continued: "Simply put, if we meet a family member who is higher than a great level, the number of warriors we can invest in must be several times that of the other party! If the strength of the realm is similar, there will be no numerical advantage."


    Fang Xing immediately understood after hearing this.


    Although the Federation can have a little numerical advantage, its control over the secret world with the evil gods outside the domain has been changing.


    "Next, you go to the arsenal and carry one hundred kilograms of weight each, and then we go to the secret world to practice!"


    When John saw many students change their faces, he immediately smiled a prank: "Don''t worry... it''s our federally made space bubble. You novices will die when they come up!"


    Fang Xing and others came to the arsenal and immediately felt like they were eye-opening.


    All kinds of swords, guns, swords, shields, bows and arrows, hand crossbows...


    There are also black gunpowder weapons and smoothbore cannons...


    Even modern guns...


    Then to laser guns, nanosuits, exocardiums...


    Of course, there is also mecha.


    Every weapon filled a warehouse.


    "The weapons here are not used except for the most primitive ones, but they are prepared for any trouble..."


    "In fact, in many cases, it is difficult for you to bring in even metal weapons... the only thing you can trust is your own fist!"


    John said: "Now let you feel it. Okay, carry your load on your back and gather in the space warehouse!"


    Fang Xing nodded and chose an alloy sword, a flintlock rifle, and a laser gun to achieve weight bearing.


    The group followed John to the inside of a metal castle.


    Here, the atmosphere is even more solemn.


    An old student formed a team and was waiting for the battle, and from time to time entered the large room of a metal castle.


    "There are a total of eight space warehouses here. Let''s go to No. 8, the training area."


    John came to a huge metal door with the VIII mark and opened the door.


    The group walked into the metal hall.


    Empty!


    This is Fang Xing’s first feeling.


    He originally thought he could see some high-tech equipment, or strange rituals and formations learned from the evil gods outside the domain.


    But he saw nothing.


    "Did federal space technology exceed my understanding?"


    "Maybe the place where it happened is not here... It''s just a ''platform''... The real space teleportation equipment is hidden in the deepest part of the layers of space?"


    Fang Xing is actually very interested in space technology, but it is obvious that he has no way to appreciate it this time.


    Bang!


    The metal door slowly closed and a silver light appeared.


    Fang Xing suddenly recalled the memory that was easily grasped by Wei Shentong during the joint examination of the Hundred Stars.


    He felt his feet suddenly empty.


    By the time he appeared again, he was already standing on a wilderness.


    A gust of cold wind blew, and although it was not cold, it felt a little bad.


    He looked at himself and found that the nanosuit originally used as a coat had long disappeared.


    In his hand, the flintlock and the laser gun disappeared.


    Only that alloy sword was retained.


    "You rookies!"


    John''s iconic roar suddenly rang: "You have made too many mistakes along the way... I won''t talk about the choice of weapons. The most important thing is to go through the moment!"


    He shouted, "If you still have weapons, come forward!"


    Fang Xing took a step forward and found that there were only a few students like him, so he couldn''t help but think.


    (This chapter ends)