But with the isolation of the bioremediation cabin, he couldn't hear the outside world at all.
"How is he recovering?"
Bach asked.
A female doctor withdrew her scorching gaze and was a little confused: "Didn't he just send it here?"
Bach heard a few horizontal lines forming on his forehead and slapped himself on the head.
"Feel sorry."
The external situation changes too quickly. Who would have thought that this exchange match would become smoother and smoother as time went on, and now...
"Open the hatch for me, I have something to say."
The staff next to him immediately opened the communication hole of the bioremediation cabin, and Bach and Mu Fan looked at each other.
"There is a situation. Just now, we won two rounds in a row."
Hearing these words, Mu Fan was stunned. He said in a daze: "It seems that I have only been here less than 4 hours ago."
"I don't believe it either, but this is the reality now. It's amazing, isn't it? The rules are beginning to change." Bach said a little irritably, why are there so many tricks in this year's college exchange competition.
It happened to be a rule reform passed by the big shots in both houses of Congress.
"If the situation wasn't special, you wouldn't have come to see me."
Mu Fan smiled.
"That's right. Now our Dingchuan Academy has entered the quarterfinals. The current situation is very special and very troublesome." Bach rubbed his head, sorted out his thoughts, and said helplessly, "From now on, the fighting competition will begin.
The mecha and mecha games will be held at the same time, and all the players will be separated for a melee, you can think of it as a brand new game."
"Everyone will determine the final ranking and calculate scores based on the ranking. The final ranking will be determined by adding up the scores of all participating team members."
"At the same time, the top five players in the final rankings of each academy will form a team and compete in the mecha team competition."
"The registration time is very tight, each college only gives 1 hour."
Mu Fan understood that the reason why Bach had a headache now was because he gave Mu Fan an option.
Should I sign up for the fighting competition or sign up for the mecha competition?
Obviously, the current situation no longer allows Mu Fan to launch a two-front battle at the same time.
Moreover, the two days of treatment originally mentioned may end immediately.
Bach knew that letting Mu Fan play with an injury was a very embarrassing thing in itself, but the current situation was quite unfavorable to Dingchuan Academy.
There was silence in the bioremediation cabin...
Mu Fan saw the embarrassment in Bach's eyes and smiled, "Isn't the weight of mecha battles higher?"
"kindness."
"Then let's have a mecha competition."
Mu Fan smiled.
"The mecha competition will adopt a pyramid-climbing competition mode, with random groups and two-by-two battles. The winner will enter the next battle field and can rest in advance. If you are the last to enter, then..."
"Do we need to fight immediately?" Mu Fan raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, this mode has a brand new name called [Death Racing]."
Just through Bach's words, you can hear the danger in them, and there is a suffocating sense of oppression that compresses all time to the shortest possible time.
Everyone must resolve the battle quickly in order to gain rest time for the next battle.
And everyone will change the playing field after finishing the battle.
How big of a deal will this be?
The most important thing is that no one has any time to breathe.
The battles will be one after another.
Until the final winner is revealed!
"Because you are playing for the first time this year, you cannot get the title of seed player, so you need to fight from the first game to the end. Your body..." Bach's voice was full of deep worry.
There were 65 bleeding points in the internal organs, and the 4-hour soaking did not even complete the preparation stage for treatment.
Once Mu Fan agrees, it means that his physical condition will continue until the end.
However, the opponents in this mode will only get stronger and stronger...
"A quick victory is what I want." Mu Fan directly interrupted Bach.
With a hearty smile on his face, "Teacher Bach, please help me open the biological cabin."
"After all, this is more like a real battle, isn't it?"
Mu Fan held up the hatch cover with one hand and stood up directly from the cell repair tank.
Light green liquid flows from the surface of the skin.
Mu Fan landed on the ground with a light support leap, grabbed a bath towel and walked towards the drying room. An indifferent voice came: "I will regret if I miss this opportunity."
After finishing speaking, Mu Fan only left Bach with a free and easy back view, until he disappeared leisurely.
Bach stared blankly at the direction in which Mu Fan disappeared. After a long time, he whispered to himself, "You brave boy... I owe you a favor."
"cough."
Mu Fan casually took out the black communicator and metal watch from the safe and put them on, then felt an itch in his chest.
"Your body's hidden combat ailments need to be completely repaired."
Hei kindly reminded that it didn't want Mu Fan's body to suffer any bias, so even if he didn't participate in the competition, there would be no damage.
Limited life should be devoted to more noble causes.
For example, pursuing the secrets of this universe, exploring the existence of higher-tech civilization, and continuously expanding the scale of Shadow Island...
Any one of these things is much more important than this exchange game in Hei's opinion.
Human beings' pursuit of glory and identity has always been incomprehensible to Hei, an intelligent life form.
"Let's talk about it after the fight. Is there anything going on recently?"
Mu Fan put on the combat uniform of Dingchuan College and said casually.
"Yes! But it's not against you, but the security level around the entire Shuguang Academy has been raised at the same time. It seems to be guarding against something. However, the situation of those trackers has not been discovered yet. The number of monitors I control now is limited, and they are all of the lowest level.
The civilian level. The military level currently has no basis for optical brain clusters, and it is impossible to achieve silent invasion. The network defense power of the Capital Star is more than twenty times that of the Landu Star."
"However, through the calculations of the cameras I control over the past few days, no suspicious traces of people trying to approach you have been found, so you can rest assured for the time being."
"That's good."
For some reason, Mu Fan suddenly remembered the meeting with Colonel Wang Lingfeng, and felt a little bored. He pulled up the last zipper and looked at his sharp-edged self in the mirror.
"Some people think you are not good enough, so you need to prove it to the world after all."
As his eyes turned, Mu Fan saw the travel bag that Lu Qingxue had left for him.
He walked over and opened it. Everything inside was neat and tidy, but there were still three molten berries left.
A trace of warmth flashed in Mu Fan's eyes.
That figure as cold as snow will always flash into my mind inadvertently.
Lu Qingxue's quiet and clear eyes had given him the greatest encouragement and support.
The two people don't have much dialogue, but every move, movement, and look in their eyes makes them feel connected.
[Senior sister, although you didn’t say goodbye when you left, but...if I finish eating these four fruits, I will probably go and ask for them from you.]
When he thought of this, his mood relaxed inexplicably. Mu Fan grinned, put his hand into it, gently held a molten berry fruit, and slowly brought it to his mouth.
After one sip, the fiery fragrance turned into juice and flowed into the stomach, and then violent energy poured into the limbs and bones.
With the fruit in his right hand and a coat hooked in his left hand, Mu Fan walked out casually.
"Please all participating team members gather together to change the battlefield."
"This will be the sky pyramid where the last brave men compete!"