"Then it's settled, Wu Di." The officer in the black trench coat said with a smile.
Wu Di nodded, took out the communicator, turned it off, and showed it to the other party.
"Very good, then I'll see you tomorrow. You can prepare your own things tonight and remember the confidentiality agreement." The officer replied with great satisfaction.
Wu Di nodded again.
Unlike his partner, whatever thoughts Liu Liyue had in his heart would be reflected on his face. Although it was a bit strange that the military suddenly selected new players from the competition area this time, his face still looked very calm.
Since the leader of the Fourth Regiment came to him with people from the military, it means that the upper management of the club and the military have reached an agreement a long time ago. He fully understands what the other party means and will naturally not object.
It can be said that he and Liu Liyue are the core of the next generation cultivated by the guild, but to put it bluntly, they are not new members. Wu Di has always been very self-aware. What's more, even the star selectors of the Silver Crown Federation may not have much to say.
right.
In the early Stargate Era, an era when stars emerged in large numbers, most of the first generation of selectors were actually free selectors. However, the era of chaotic rules soon passed, and the Super Competitive Alliance emerged under the official promotion
After that, the relevant rules and regulations in this field were quickly improved, strictly defining the relationship and responsibilities between players and clubs, and the era of free callers soon ended.
Naturally, guilds also have the benefits of guilds. At least the resources, material resources and manpower are concentrated enough, which is what many people think. As for Wu Di, Wu Di actually doesn't care about these things. All he cares about is the profession of combat craftsman itself.
"By the way," the officer took out a holographic crystal and projected an image in front of the two of them. It was a bust of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with some sunshine: "Stargate Port has been searching for this person recently.
Relevant information from the military has been sent to your guild. This boy is called Ed. He will be seventeen years old in November this year. His profession should be an alchemist or a combat craftsman. Have you seen such a person in Elpaxin recently?
"
While he was talking, he switched to another scene, which was the freeze-frame of Fang Plover's action of mocking Qin Zhi. After the video was repaired, it appeared much clearer. Fang Plover stretched out half of his body from behind the tree and raised his middle finger.
You can clearly see the expression on his face.
Wu Di probably recognized the boy in the hologram. After all, the popular post had been posted on the community for more than a month. However, the video was a bit blurry and not as clear as this hologram.
He vaguely felt that he had seen this face somewhere, and when the other party switched to the second screen, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind, and the communication record not long ago suddenly appeared in his mind.
middle.
Wu Di was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously blurted out: "Ed?"
Instructor Su narrowed his eyes and asked, "Have you seen this person, Wu Di?"
Wu Di shook his head expressionlessly: "Isn't that the name of the great alchemist?"
Instructor Su glanced at him suspiciously, put away the holographic crystal in his hand and said: "Maybe he is an admirer of the great alchemist. Young people are like this. In short, if you have relevant information, you can contact Stargate Port or the embassy
Fang Tong asked, "Points reward?" The leader of the fourth regiment saw instructor Su walking away and couldn't help but gasped: "What a generous move. Who is this wanted guy? He has a good background, or has he done something evil?
thing?"
"Didn't you watch the recent video?" Wu Di turned around and asked him.
"What video?" The leader of the fourth group was stunned. He is mainly responsible for the training of the youth training team within the Silver Forest Spear. He naturally lacks attention to external affairs: "You know that there have been several leagues in recent times, as well as the matter between you and Liu Liyue.
The Second Regiment and the Third Regiment have dug a lot of traps at the Gorgon ruins, so how can I have time to go to the community?"
"It's the trap that was poked out by the second and third regiments. The boy in the video is him." Wu Di replied.
"It turns out it's him," the leader of the fourth regiment couldn't help but sneer: "Ha, that action is just mocking that guy Qin Zhi, that arrogant guy also has his moments of defeat."
Wu Di shook his head: "I have seen him."
The person in charge was slightly startled: "Who? Who have you seen?"
"Ed," Wu Di replied calmly: "I met him not long ago, at Traveler's Rest. I now know why the military is looking for this man. If he does not have magic adaptability, it can only mean that
This man is a super genius, or he holds some huge secret."
The person in charge was startled and turned to look at him: "Are you telling the truth, Wu Di?"
Wu Di nodded: "It's almost the same."
"Wait a minute," the person in charge hurriedly took out the communicator and said, "Wu Di, you did a good job. We cooperate with the military, but we are not from the same group. The descendants of Flor also cooperate with the military.
, we still have to take care of this kind of secret ourselves."
Wu Di didn't say a word after hearing this.
He turned around and saw little Luoli and his partner sitting together in the direction of the hall, shouting.
And the other side.
As soon as Instructor Su walked out of the gate of Silver Forest Spear, several soldiers also wearing black windbreakers surrounded him: "Company Commander, there is a new situation over there in Charter City. The Stargate Port headquarters seems to have asked surrounding troops to provide support.
mean."
But the former raised his finger to his lips and made a silencing gesture.
He put away his smile, looked at the others and said, "Ignore this for now, and immediately request support from the headquarters."
"Asking for support?" Everyone looked at each other.
"The Silver Forest Spear may have grasped the whereabouts of Target A. We need to send people immediately to keep an eye on their movements."
As soon as they heard ‘Target A’, everyone became quiet.
The members of the Stargate Port Special Forces, like them, knew what Target A was. Although the emergency situation in Charter City was urgent, it was only on the same level as this matter.
To be honest, most of them are still a little curious as to what virtues and abilities the so-called ‘Goal A’ has that can attract such attention from above.
One person couldn't help but said: "What, those guys still dare to rob people?"
Instructor Su glanced at him: "Why don't they dare? Don't forget that they are a part of the Super Competitive Alliance. Their cooperation with us is only due to the domestic situation. In this way, the alliance complains to the superiors every year that we have crossed the line and interfered with business practices.
.”
The man couldn't help but be speechless after hearing this, obviously this was also true.
"So we have to rely on ourselves. These guilds cannot be trusted." Instructor Su replied calmly.
"Then why choose new ones from among them?"
"Stop talking nonsense, this has nothing to do with you, mind your own business." He glanced behind him and asked: "So where is our nearest fleet now?"
…
Fang Yu didn't know when he fell into a deep sleep.
It was as if he didn't know when he woke up from a drowsy state. But when he opened his eyes, the sky outside the tent was still like midnight, pitch black without a trace of light, the wind was blowing hard, and the maple trees were roaring.
Clatter.
The rain was pouring down, and there was a sound like beans being fried outside the tent. The curtain of the tent suddenly opened, and Sylvide was wearing a cloak, holding a miner's lamp and shining it on his face, teasing: "Get up, let's
Dear Captain."
Only then did Fang Yu wake up a little. He covered his eyes with his hands and said, "Miss Sylvide, I can't see anything with you like this."
Only then did Sylvide take away the miner's lamp, with a happy and angry face under her dripping hood, and said with a smile: "Everyone is ready, let me call you."
Fang Yu rubbed his head and realized that he had overslept. This was normal. After all, he didn't know exactly when he fell asleep this morning.
He vaguely recalled what happened last night, and couldn't help but touch his control gloves immediately, and the metal shell responded with a cold touch.
Then Fang Yu subconsciously opened his selector system, and saw that in the column under the community, in addition to the original training program called 'Multipolar Ball', the new one he received last night
As expected, the training program was lying there quietly.
That program has a brand new name, it's called:
Differentiation skillsve.1.10beta
To be honest, Fang Plover didn't know why this training program was named differentiation technique.
In the community, the selectors of the Combat Craftsmen section generally like to call the node skill ‘mirror skill’ of the Construct Lord as differentiation. This is a long-established tradition.
But this training program actually has nothing to do with the mirror skill. Instead, it is more like the training basis for another skill.
The training program has a total of five levels. The first level seems much simpler than the original multi-polar ball. Fang Yu was even a little disappointed when he entered it.
It turns out that it just requires combat craftsmen to control a clockwork fairy in a virtual environment and fly through a field with many obstacles.
Of course, these obstacles are not fixed, and the airflow in the venue also changes in many ways, and even hostile clockwork fairies come to interfere.
However, this is just the most basic operation for most professional combat craftsmen.
It doesn't even require multi-control by the operator. Compared to the amateur competition (qualifier) that Fang Plover participated in at Traveler's Rest, it was much more professional than this training.
At least in the second round, which was almost the same scenario, the contestants required players to demonstrate multi-control skills.
This is too simple, Fang Yu thought.
However, as soon as he got started, he immediately came to the tricky part. Only then did he discover that this training actually had a hidden condition, which required the combat craftsman to control the clockwork fairy for no more than one second at a time.
Fang Yu almost immediately remembered a technique in the second world called 'margin'.
This technique is not complicated.
It actually means that after the combat craftsman's flexible structure is out of control (referring to the state where the flexible structure is completely out of control), it can achieve a certain degree of additional control with the help of gravity, inertia and other factors.
This is a very basic skill, but it only requires certain calculation and judgment skills. He actually used this method when he controlled two clockwork fairies through two rings in Traveler's Rest.
Skill.
Of course, that is just the simplest and most superficial application of this technique. In the hands of a master, this technique can also turn decay into magic.
But this training program is more complex.
Not only does it require participants to use the "margin" skills and ideas throughout the whole process to pass the level, but the time interval between each "margin" is almost more than three seconds.
What is this concept?
If he had played like this during the Traveler's Rest game, the second clockwork fairy would have fallen to the ground long ago. And even if he entered the field from high altitude in the virtual environment, each control would last only one second.
, the out-of-control time lasts for three seconds, and in the end the clockwork fairy will stall and fall to the ground no matter what.
Of course, Fang Plover did choose to enter the market at high altitude.
Then he thought of a way to solve the subsequent problem, constantly adjusting the flight control surface and flight attitude through each command, predicting its flight trajectory after losing control, and trying to allow the clockwork fairy to enter after each control command is cut off.
Gliding state.
This is actually an extension of the 'margin' technique, but it is not as simple as imagined. Because the airflow in the virtual environment changes so much, you may make mistakes if you are not careful.
If the control time is not too long, he will be eliminated.
Otherwise, it will fly lower and lower and finally hit the ground.
Or if you hit another obstacle, the system will prompt you to try again.
Fang Yu didn't know how long it took him, but he barely managed to pass the first half of the first level when his eyelids were fighting.
But the second half immediately gave him a blow in the head.
The enemy's Clockwork Fairy begins to appear in the second half, and as long as you bump into the enemy's Clockwork Fairy, this training system will not give you a chance to readjust your flying attitude, and you will be immediately awarded a loss.
This is a big trouble, because unlike fixed obstacles, when Fang Plover is not out of control, he can still control his clockwork fairy to avoid them.
Once it enters the margin state, the opponent's Clockwork Fairy will hit him head-on. No matter how powerful Fang Plover is, he cannot rely on his thoughts to dodge the out-of-control Clockwork Fairy.
He tried countless times, but the final result was that he couldn't find any way to solve the problem before he fell asleep in his hammock.
At this moment, when Fang Yu thought of what he had experienced this morning, he couldn't help but cursed "mmp" in his heart.
He thought to himself that this training program was not created by those guys to play with him. How could anyone get past this? Isn't that funny?
If he really wanted to survive, then he felt that his clockwork goblin shouldn't be called a clockwork goblin. Maybe it would be better to call it a drone.
He couldn't help but subconsciously check the rankings in the training software, only to find that the rankings were still similar to those in Multipolar Ball, except that the number one id no longer started with r.
Instead, there is an additional ID named unkno. I don’t know if the ID was deleted or if the person was originally called unkno.
Fang Yu looked at the scores and vaguely felt that this training procedure did not seem like a joke. Besides, he couldn't think of any good point in this joke. Is it just to see himself defeated?
But the other party doesn't know me, so what's the point?
Sylvide tilted her head to look at his worried expression, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "What's wrong?"
Fang Yu finally came back to his senses and shook his head: "Nothing, what time is it now?"
"It's almost twelve o'clock at noon, Captain," Sylvester smiled slightly: "I came to see you once in the morning. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't have the nerve to disturb you."
"So late!?" Fang Yu was startled, and couldn't help but secretly shout that the game was a mistake. Although the small program was a training software and not a game.
He hurriedly jumped out of the hammock. The storm was approaching. To leave this place, they had to cross the Green Dragon Mountains before the storm landed in the north of Fenris Island.
We originally planned to set off today after installing Mr. Huiyan's platform, but we didn't expect that we actually slept until noon.
Fang Yu felt extremely embarrassed. As the captain and captain, he was too irresponsible.
But just as he was about to say something, he suddenly couldn't help but throw his head back and let out a big sneeze.
Sylvide was startled for a moment, then walked over and reached out to touch his forehead very naturally, asking with some concern: "Caught a cold?"
Fang Yu only felt a cold touch on his forehead. When he saw the noble girl's clear eyes, he blushed and was startled, and quickly shook his head: "It's nothing."
He also looked back a little strangely, always feeling that someone was speaking ill of him secretly.