"This training plan can provide the personal combat level of fighters and assaulters. I copied Xiaoyao's paper on this aspect. Our perspectives are different, but the results will not be bad. You can make do with it first."
Lu Zhen seemed to remember something, paused and asked, "By the way, how many people you have died of training are considered qualified, and how many are considered accidents?"
"More than 3% is considered an accident."
"Oh..." Lu Zhen said oh, turned around and deleted all the suggestions he wrote, pushed the computer, and smiled, "Sorry, the young man changed his mind and could do nothing."
"The mortality rate is very high?" Nolan was so keen that he instantly noticed the cause.
Lu Zhen nodded, Nolan was extremely puzzled, "The seedlings you choose are not easy, and it is not easy to cultivate them. If the mortality rate is too high, it is not cost-effective for you. How many years will it take to find a martial arts genius? The mortality rate is an accident
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"We have no surprises." Lu Zhen said lightly, "Our training allows for a 100% mortality rate."
Nolan's face changed, "So cruel?"
"The training plan I gave you is about 8%. I didn't expect that the mortality rate in your system is so low. The mortality rate in our first plan allows for 100% and the second plan allows for 15%
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Nolan was a little angry, and the blue veins on the back of his hand suddenly jumped, "I don't take human lives seriously. How can a training allow a 100% mortality rate?"
His Xiaozhen once lived under the training intensity that allowed 100% mortality rate. It can be imagined that how many inhuman torture he has experienced, the training of the army, the mortality rate of 3%, the instructor will resign.
Or military law punishment.
Those strengths are no longer something that ordinary people can bear.
If one hundred percent is allowed, it means that the intensity is terrible.
When Lu Zhen was a teenager, if he was careless, he would not be able to feel the warmth of his lover now.
Lu Zhen leaned on the pillow, lowered his eyebrows and eyes slightly, his face turned white under the light next to him, and he didn't know what he thought of, and he felt a little depressed.
He held Lu Zhen's hand, "Xiao Zhen?"
"Nolan, we are different from you." Lu Zhen looked down at their intertwined hands, and did not raise his head. The sound sounded very far away.
Just such a simple sentence expresses the bitterness and difficulty of his youth.
We are different from you.
You are from a military family and stand at the top of the pyramid.
Even if it is training, they will not strictly monitor you and will not cause any accidents.
We are just ants struggling to survive. If we don’t climb forward desperately, I will be abandoned and shot.
"I was taken to the agent island by the old man, and there was a boy of the same age walking with me on the way, named Charlie Del."
"He is a white mixed-race man with much better qualifications than me, and he is very smart. Compared with him, he is proficient in computers, knows fighting, and has a jungle life. He has always been in the underground boxing ring in Thailand."
"As such a young child, when I looked at him, I really felt that I was nothing. I didn't know what the old man looked at me."
"We started training in the first phase. He was far ahead in any aspect. He was very proud and could not get along with us."
"Three years later, we all joined the team. We divided the team according to the comprehensive ranking. One team is the best team. I came in with the rear of the car."