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Chapter 71 Entering the world of idealism

Even though, he knew deeply that as long as he waited for a few months or six months, he could gain a large amount of fragments of faith, improve his abilities, and make himself more awesome.

But at this moment, he still couldn't help it.

A few months, too long.

I really can't bear it!

Just like when playing a game, you can get a five-star god-level hero today, but you have to pay a certain price (krypton) or choose to accumulate for a few months and you will naturally get a five-star god-level hero.

These two feelings are completely different.

Fang Yuhao chose the former.

There are always such a group of people in the world who are willing to tie their heads to their belts to explore the unexplored virgin land, even if they bear risks that ordinary people cannot bear.

Pengjiamu, who disappeared in Lop Nur, Faust, who was swallowed by the unknown jungle, and Franklin who died in the Arctic... They did not do it for money or fame, but more importantly, they just wanted to satisfy the deep curiosity in their hearts.

This strong spiritual power was once prosperous in those eras of slash-and-burn farming. Unfortunately, it has begun to slowly disappear in a society where material desires are rampant.

People's lives are generally a little better and they are gradually becoming content with the status quo.

But this spirit of exploration and enterprising spirit have not completely disappeared after all.

After making this choice, Fang Yuhao suddenly felt that his mentality had changed.

Then, under the witness of a group of staff, he recorded a will, and the beneficiary was his parents. If he really died, he would leave them all his inheritance, including a house, company shares, and Ant Huabei...

"Well, I hope this doesn't happen."

Dr. Jin sighed, took the information and went to report to the top.

Shi Dapeng hummed a little tune with pride: "Lao Fang, you did it right, that's a world that was completely beyond your imagination... You will never regret it!"

I spent that night in the Institute of Mind.

Battalion Commander Zhao Xianming looked at the two men who had successfully stuffed them in.

Fang Yuhao looks quite strong, and the other Shi Dapeng is simply a otakus and a smiley face. What is this? Did he think he is going on a trip?

He snorted coldly: "I'm pretty brave."

"But remember, you are not traveling, you are strictly disciplined, obey the command of all actions, and let you run away if you want to escape, do you know?"

In fact, Zhao Xianming was not as unhappy as he appeared, but instead had some expectations.

Even if ordinary soldiers are trained, they are still ordinary people. Their soul strength is far less strong than talented people. They have many limitations in the ideal world.

After all, in that strange world, all people rely on spiritual strength, not physical strength in the traditional sense. So no matter how much they train, the growth rate of ordinary people's strength is limited.

In his current team, there is no talented person except him, and many things are restricted.

The probability of one in 100,000 is not high, and these talented people are hidden in the crowd and have no technological means to identify them. Even if the few people found, they often only want to be non-staff members. Who is willing to die?

Can't you live well?

Now there are two more volunteers in vain. Although he hasn't trained much, he is still happy to experiment.

"I know, I know, if there are monsters, you can just fight them, we can run away." Shi Dapeng beat him like a familiar person, haha: "Old Zhao, you won't donate us, right? To be honest, our value can't be affordable."

"Talk casually and run ten laps!" Zhao Xianming shouted with a stern face.

"Just kidding, I'm not your soldier?"

"Who is joking with you, run away!" Captain Zhao kicked over.

...

Early the next morning, Fang Yuhao got up half excited and half nervously.

Last night, he was almost excited and did not sleep all night.

A thick stack of confidential information on the table was read over and over again several times.

Novelty, really new!

When he thought of experiencing all kinds of strange new things, he felt like he was covered in blood.

However, because of running ten laps, Shi Dapeng was like a shriveled eggplant, lying softly on the bed.

"Why are you getting up, why are you still lying down?"

The two of them slept in the same dormitory all night and soon became familiar with each other.

Shi Dapeng is a man with a slutty character and is so mean. However, the evil man is beaten by the evil man. During the ten laps last night, this guy almost crawled and ran away, and he was almost collapsed. This guy's physical strength is too poor. I don't know if he is full and is full, and he wants to enter the ideal world.

After the two got up, they followed a team of soldiers to finish their breakfast and arrived at the most core secret laboratory, where various large mechanical equipment were placed.

The penalty run was obviously effective. When facing Zhao Xianming today, Shi Dapeng became much more honest.

The middle-aged criminal who attacked Fang Yuhao was enclosed in a transparent glass box, motionless, with various instruments stuck in his head, looking like a corpse.

There are also many older generation researchers talking to Dr. Jin. They glanced at Fang Yuhao and Shi Dapeng from time to time, and didn't know what they were discussing.

“Are you ready?”

"It's ready!"

"Then start, calm down your mindset and don't have too many distractions!"

Fang Yuhao brought a helmet and lay on an instrument a little nervously. Several medical staff hung a bottle of nutrient solution on his arm.

Immediately afterwards, several thin needles accurately pierced into the corresponding position on the head.

It felt a little bit painful, like a bitten by a mosquito.

Under the stimulation of micro currents, he began to feel drowsy...

The state of Qingming Dream is very magical. Even though he is asleep, his will can remain relatively awake and he can sense more things. In a certain aspect, it is similar to "spiritual communication".

The moment Fang Yuhao fell asleep, he suddenly felt that the surrounding area became extremely clear, and even a little bit of dust could be easily sensed.

Because he had practiced it in advance, he was no stranger to this feeling.

I fumbled around casually, "I can only move in a small area, and I can't leave my body too far."

At this time, he saw a red light ball floating in front of him.
Chapter completed!
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