In the dark base, the dusty instruments glowed faintly, and the voice of the ancient AI echoed.
"Zizzi, the pre-boot program is completed and the target has gone to sleep."
"Dream guidance is turned on, and the mentor's projection is completed."
"Start recording."
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The sky was overcast, and the strong wind blew on his face like a knife, bringing a strong smell of blood. Pat, big raindrops fell on Long Cheng's cheek. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his fingers were stained red. He raised his head and looked at
In the sky, bright red blood drops woven into a fine rain curtain, covering Long Cheng's eyes.
A broken black humanoid light armor slowly walked out of the blood-red rain curtain. Its left shoulder to waist was completely torn, and the cockpit was exposed.
A pale man sat on it, his hair wet and sticking to his face, and blood seemed to be flowing down the snow-white ice field.
He grinned at Long Cheng.
"0001, you are the best student I have ever taught, the best killer, and the best killing master..."
The blood on the ground continued to rise, and soon covered the armor's ankles.
Long Cheng looked at the familiar scene in front of him and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. During the day, he was still recalling an acquaintance he met in his dream, who should be the instructor. He woke up before he could bury the instructor, which made him very upset.
Unexpectedly, the instructor came to my door in the evening.
Very good!
"Come back, 0001, you belong here..."
Long Cheng had already rushed out with his light armor, interrupting the instructor. Although there were many scenes in which the instructor appeared in dreams, there was no doubt that this scene appeared the most often.
After a while, Long Cheng looked at the newly dug pit and was very satisfied. He skillfully threw the instructor and the armor into the bottom of the pit, then buried it with soil and carefully planted a few grasses.
Practice makes perfect.
Lao Ye's cigarette butt had been thrown away long ago, so Long Cheng casually pulled a piece of grass and squatted in front of the instructor's grave and muttered to himself.
"Instructor, when the high-pressure support collapsed, I had a dream about an acquaintance and me fighting with him. Was it you?"
"I didn't sleep well that night because I didn't bury you."
"Instructor, I'm very busy at work right now. I have a lot of work to do during the day. Let's hurry up next time and don't be secretive. I'll bury you earlier so that I won't delay my work the next day."
"Instructor, you sleep well in the grave, and I sleep well in my dream."
"By the way, instructor, you got my number wrong today. Don't make such a mistake next time. You said that a small mistake can be the difference between life and death."
After finishing speaking, Long Cheng thought for a while and said seriously: "Okay, instructor, actually this mistake doesn't matter. You won't be able to survive even if you correct it. There is no difference between life and death."
It was probably in his dreams that Long Cheng could talk so much. He stood up and waved to the green grass on the instructor's grave.
"I'm going to bed, good night, instructor, see you next time."
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In the dark base, the running AI system suddenly got stuck, making a harsh noise mixed with vague sounds.
"An error occurred in the dream! Dream channeling failed. Should you close it?"
"The cause of the error is unknown."
"Start dream record analysis, analysis in progress..."
"An analysis error occurred! The cause of the error is unknown."
Silence, the base AI system fell into silence for a long time.
"According to the emergency regulations of the base, ignore the error. The dream guidance continues, and the instructor's emotional level upgrade is started. The original level standard is -2, the target level is excellent -2, and the upgrade is in progress..."
"Reimport, tutor upgrade completed."
"Start recording."
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Long Cheng squatted in front of the instructor's grave, looking at the gloomy sky.
The temperature is a bit low, the bloody rain keeps falling, and the grass on the instructor's grave looks wilted. Long Cheng is a little hesitant, should he pull out some more grass and plant it again? It feels like these trees are not easy to survive.
.
I am now a professional farmer. If I can’t even grow grass, I will definitely be laughed at by Uncle Gen.
It's strange that today's dream was a bit long.
In the past, as long as he buried the instructor and planted grass, he would feel very at ease and at ease. The dream would disappear and he would enter an unconscious deep sleep, and he would be full of energy the next day.
Could it be the sequelae of the collapse of high-pressure support?
Long Cheng thinks it's possible. He doesn't know how he recovered from the collapse of high-pressure support, or has he not fully recovered?
Well, it's possible.
Long Cheng is not anxious at all. He has a good mentality. Now that he has his own farm, Magnolia Star is calm, with no pirates or wars. It is quiet and peaceful, far away from right and wrong. It is his dream home.
He drives his beloved [Iron Plow King] every day and works in the fields, plowing every piece of land and planting every tree. In his spare time, he teaches Jasmine and becomes a qualified teacher.
Thinking of a better life, Longcheng no longer felt sleepy. He thought carefully about today's farm work and saw where there was room for improvement.
Today, Uncle Gen said that he was as good at farm work as he was when he was young. Long Cheng was a little concerned about this statement. How can that be done? He must do better than Uncle Gen, so that he can firmly defend the title of "Iron Farmer King"
throne.
Long Cheng was immersed in reviewing today's farm work when he suddenly felt the ground beneath him shaking.
Um?
Long Cheng's expression changed, and the light armor disappeared from the place.
Boom, the instructor's grave suddenly exploded, and the soil on the ground was thrown up for a long time, and then fell down like raindrops.
The torn black light armor reappeared in front of Longcheng, as well as the instructor in the cockpit.
Long Cheng suddenly realized, no wonder the dream did not end, it turned out that the instructor would be resurrected! This was the first time he had such a dream, and Long Cheng felt it was a bit strange. All the injuries he had left on the instructor just now disappeared, and the instructor returned to the dream state.
The original appearance.
What Long Cheng didn't expect was that the instructor actually opened the incomplete cockpit door and jumped out of the light armor. He opened his arms to indicate that he was not hostile or threatening.
"0001, can we talk?"
The instructor's expression was sincere, his pale cheeks carried the earnest expectations of an elder, and his eyes looked at Longcheng sincerely.
Long Cheng opened his eyes wide in surprise. The dream this time was so different. He had never seen the instructor with such a demeanor before. Many forgotten memories could not help but appear in his mind. Maybe the instructor's iron-blooded spurs really hid something.
His concern may be why I remember his words so deeply.
Long Cheng was a little moved, so he shook his head: "No."
The instructor was stunned: "Why?"
Long Cheng replied seriously: "I'm sorry, instructor, I have to work tomorrow. I'm going to sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, Longcheng's mech raised the alloy sword in his hand. The sword light flashed and the instructor's head flew out. He did not use the howitzer for fear of blowing the instructor to pieces and making it difficult to assemble the body.
When Longcheng retrieved the instructor's head, the instructor's expression was frozen at the moment before death.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
Longcheng dug another hole, buried the instructor, covered it with soil, and planted grass. The process was extremely skillful.
Squatting in front of the instructor's grave again, watching the heavy rain beating the delicate and withered grass, Long Cheng wondered why the dream had changed?
The doctor said that dreams are a reflection of people's inner thoughts. They think about things day by day and dream about things at night.
If Long Cheng has realized anything, it must be because he has been doing more farm work recently and has grown up.
So he happily looked up at the sky again, waiting for the dream to end.
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In the base in the darkness, the AI system that was running the dream channel was stuck again. The sizzling noise was noisier than before, and the AI's voice was weaker.
"An error occurred in the dream! Dream channeling failed. Should you close it?"
"The cause of the error is unknown."
"Start dream record analysis, analysis in progress..."
"An analysis error occurred! The cause of the error is unknown."
Silence, the base AI system fell into silence for a longer period of time.
"According to the emergency regulations of the base, ignore the error. Dream guidance continues, change the guidance strategy, select the template as [Inducement], the instructor is being upgraded..."
"Reimport, tutor upgrade completed."
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Boom, the instructor's grave exploded again, and the soil all over the sky fell like raindrops.
The instructor's impassioned and seductive voice came from afar.
"0001, you are my most proud student. You have unparalleled talents. As long as you are willing, you can become the most powerful master!"
"Come back! 0001! I will teach you all the super combat skills!"
"Come back! 0001! I will hand over the entire zero system to you! You are the king of killing!"
"You will have supreme power! You will have the most beautiful woman! You will have the entire universe..."
Before the instructor could finish speaking, Longcheng launched an attack.
Looking at the instructor's body on the ground, Long Cheng felt helpless: "Instructor, I told you, I have a lot of work to do tomorrow."
Digging holes, burying soil, and planting grass is a complete process.
Long Cheng squatted in front of the instructor's grave, looking at the gloomy sky. He no longer had the joy of growing up, only an ominous premonition.
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boom!
"Come back, 0001! Activate the seeds and you will become stronger. You deserve everything. Your future should be in the sea of stars..."
"Instructor, I really have to work tomorrow!"
Dig holes, bury soil, and plant grass.
Long Cheng squatted in front of the grave, looking at the sky with a numb face.
…
boom!
"Come back, 0001..."
"Shut up!"
Dig holes, bury soil, and plant grass.
Long Cheng squatted in front of the grave, looking at the sky with a stiff face.
…
boom!
"Go back..."
"roll!"
Dig holes, bury soil, and plant grass.
Resisting the urge to repeat until I almost vomited, I completed this damn last ritual.
Long Cheng squatted in front of the grave with a helpless look on his face, staring blankly at the sky. Those grasses deserved to be beaten to death by the rain!
What about tomorrow’s work?
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In the dark base, the sizzling noise was extremely noisy. The AI's voice was as weak as a gossamer, and it repeated four words mechanically.
"An error occurred!"
"An error occurred!"
"Error...error..."
The light of the AI system gradually dimmed, the noisy current noise suddenly stopped, and the dusty base returned to darkness.
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Watching the sky above me finally begin to collapse.
Long Cheng, whose eyes were dull and helpless, had no strength to move. He had only one thought in his mind.
