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Chapter 392 Substitute Command (1)

Simulating reality, what you learn in the game is equivalent to what you learn in reality, and there is even ten times faster time.

As soon as Li Ritian's video was released, the Azeman continent suddenly stirred up again. The real world, which was already a little chaotic because of the Earth, was also affected, and countless people couldn't help but become more fanatical about this game.

Let’s not mention the following story, the time has come nine days after the operation of Azeman mainland.

The top floor laboratory of Stan Building, in Li Si’s personal workshop.

"Project me the image of the Hulk and access neural signal control."

Seal all the doors and windows, close all the lights, and in the dark workroom Li Si ordered Pandora out of thin air.

"Okay, sir."

Pandora's voice sounded, and then the holographic projection equipment in the workroom emitted a light source, and a projection of a Hulk was generated in the center of the workroom.

"Generate engineering robot projection, start exhaustive calculations, and substitute command mode trial operation."

Li Si snapped his fingers and ordered again.

After the words came, a phantom of an engineering robot of equal height was generated directly opposite the Hulk. A small man less than 1.65 meters tall looked particularly short in front of the tall Hulk projection.

"The substitute command mode has started to run and is preparing to connect to the Azeman system..."

"Simulate the boss to generate..."

"Activity task has been generated..."

"Searching delivery targets..."

"After delivery, enter the information waiting process..."

Cold electronic sounds started to sound.

This is the progress prompt used by the substitute command module for testing. In order to distinguish it from Pandora itself, it is set as an electronic synthesized sound.

The probability of bugs being made by Li Si and Pandora, the program written together, is naturally small enough to almost no, and it will soon begin to be executed in an orderly manner.

After waiting for a few minutes, the projected engineering robot's eyes suddenly lit up red lights, and two projection pistols suddenly appeared in its hands, and they shot at the Hulk without hesitation.

"It seems to be working."

Li Si smiled satisfied.

The Hulk projection was controlled by his neural signals, so it was naturally impossible to be hit by such a simple gunshot. He turned his head and avoided the flying virtual bullets. Then he jumped up high, and his fists carried the weight of his body and hammered it from top to bottom.

Bang!

Although it is a virtual projection, the battle between the two is not much different like a real scene, and even the sound of the gun is simulated.

The engineering robot suddenly paused, and then the pistol on his right hand suddenly changed his mind and ejected a surging wave of air towards the ground. It was also carried by recoil and flew out, almost avoiding the Hulk's fist.

"Pandora, there is stiffness during signal conversion, and additional variables of current action inertia and body performance are added during conversion, so the conversion scheme is better for independent calculation and screening."

Li Si stopped controlling the Hulk Projection and ordered again: "Change profession and continue!"

"Okay, sir."

Pandora's voice sounded, and at the same time, the projection of the engineering robot changed again, covered with a rough large exoskeleton armor, and the robot arm was carrying Gatlin and began to shoot at the Hulk wildly.

...

Meanwhile, Azeman Continent.

More than half a month has passed for Marvel Earth's double time acceleration, and many players have gradually become familiar with this unique game. Some are doing tasks, some are wandering around, some are addicted to hotel owners, and everyone is doing their own way of enjoying the game.

"Damn, why am I so unlucky! Damn, this team leader is on the same level as the Hulk's copy of the mutant orc, okay? Can this mutant orc be mass-produced?"

Kratos cursed depressedly, but his movements were not slow. He held a large alloy shield and stood up to resist the attack of a giant green-skinned orc in front of him.

Of course, he would not miss the Azeman mainland, including him, and several people from the Anti-Krypton Gold Alliance have entered this brand new game.

Well, you ask them how they got the internal test qualification?

Nonsense, you have krypton gold, we have liver!

I spent twenty-four hours in front of the Stan Group's taskbar a day, and I asked if you are afraid.

It is impossible not to have liver. If you don’t want krypton, you don’t want liver. How can you compete with Luo Han, that krypton-gold dog?

After obtaining the internal test qualification, he excitedly led his anti-krypton team to chase Luo Han's traces into the Azeman continent of the profiteering business, and was determined not to be beaten and no longer play the hand-to-hand combat profession.

I also want to play mechas!

This is the ambition they made before entering the game, and relying on the game coins they had produced on Earth as their confidence, they collectively chose the exoskeleton warrior profession.

Then... in less than half a day, Kratos deleted his account and re-selected it as a genetically modified profession. Damn those professions with high standards all use money to smash people. If you can't afford to hurt your wallet, you'd better play with a hand-to-hand combat tank and get beaten.

After all, they have excellent skills and have changed into poor professions such as firepower hands, and several people in the Anti-Krypton Gold Alliance are quite adaptable to their good fighting ability and shooting ability, and they have become well-known here.

Today they were just going out to do a small task, but unfortunately, if they had been in trouble for eight lifetimes, a mutated orc boss jumped out. This boss was the same size as the orc commander, and his strength was slightly weaker.

The mutant orcs are the same as Hulk. When they saw them, they were wearing a forgivable hat. They rushed up without saying a word with red eyes.

An encounter was about to break out, and the system also gave them a task intimately [an abnormal movement of the Orc Legion]. The rear-end of the horse generally reminded them to pay attention to safety, which was also a big boom.

"It seems that it can be mass-produced. I asked. Many people outside have encountered such mutant orcs... Damn, ot, boss, please be more stable."

(ot, game term, refers to the boss's hatred transfer, not being held back.)

"Damn what can I do? This game is not a hatred mechanism! And why is this mutant orc fighting ability so perverted? I can't even react with the intelligent brain assistance. I'm almost blown away!"

"No, no, no, I'm going to die!"

"Boss, go bravely, we run away!"

"Damn, you unfaithful bastards, come back to me!"

"What does it mean to be unfaithful? Aren't tanks and melee battles just for sale?"

"Don't shit, I'll be a magician later!"

"You have money?"

"I have a liver!"
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