When the two girls emerged from the cornfield, Cheng Lin and others looked at them in confusion.
The main reason is that it disappeared for a long time.
Especially on this pitch-black night, walking out of the cornfield holding hands is really imaginative.
"What are you looking at? You're not allowed to relieve yourself?"
Xiao Ningyu, who was gentle and quiet, glared at a few people, while Xie Qingke lowered his head and quickly sat down and started practicing.
This scene left Cheng Lin and the other boys puzzled.
…
This was just a small episode, and the rest of the night was uneventful for most of the night.
Terry's exploration of Shacheng continued, and the lights and the sound of car motors never stopped.
It is worth mentioning that Tris actually dug out the cross sculpture outside Shacheng and the big windmill on top of the outpost and pulled them away.
These two things can be said to be the only things left in this "different world" that are of relatively research value.
Unfortunately, after Cheng Lin and the program jointly dealt with it, there were no words or logos on the two items, and they could only be preserved as important historical materials.
It has become another unsolvable mystery in human history.
The "sandstorm" that people were concerned about did not appear again.
In such an atmosphere, Cheng Lin and others were completely immersed in the world of practice and ignored external objects.
It was dawn the next day.
Special Secretary once again had a car delivering food, and Wang Daming also came back. Vice Principal Kong made a cold call, and the head teachers of each class began to reorganize the students of their own class.
The era of mixed living is over, and the students have all returned to their own classes.
Cheng Lin counted and found that the current number of people in Class 3 has dropped sharply from the original more than 100 people to more than 60 people.
Of course, this does not include those students who were sent to city hospitals for treatment and those who are still hiding in some corners of Shacheng.
But even if those are taken into account, it is absolutely impossible to return to the original number of people.
During this exploration of Shacheng, Jiusi gained a lot on the one hand, but on the other hand, the students of the Ninth Academy suffered a lot. I heard that a teacher also died in the city.
This is really a regrettable thing.
"Now, I'm afraid the college leaders will have a headache."
Cheng Lin couldn't help but think.
But the problem is not that big. They had already signed the relevant documents when they entered the academy.
In a sense, this is similar to a soldier dying in battle, and there is also a related and complete pension system.
Of course, these things have little to do with Cheng Lin, after all, none of the friends he knows have had any problems.
…
After collecting all the bats in the city and driving away the spiritual ore, the exploration in Sand City has basically come to an end.
Cheng Lin and the others continued to meditate here for most of the day.
In the afternoon of this day, the projection began to tend to fade.
Then, it completely disappeared within a few hours.
After the projection disappeared, Tris Lapel, who was waiting outside, used a drone to conduct surveillance and successfully found the students who had lasted until the end of the projection.
Some of them were still unconscious and were lucky enough to escape the bats' patrols.
Some were timid, or did not see the rescue signal, so they simply hid and waited until the projection disappeared.
These people were not seriously injured, but they were tired and thirsty, mainly due to lack of water. The first word they spit out after they came out was: "Water."
…
Seeing this scene, Cheng Lin suddenly felt that it was indeed a wise move for Sun Xiao to carry a bunch of drinks.
…
"Rumble..."
After the projection disappears, the students no longer need to stay here.
The dozens of blue buses that had brought them here once again formed a long queue on the road like a train.
Then he followed the military vehicle, carrying Cheng Lin and other students back to the academy.
This time, sitting on the soft seats of the bus, the young students had obviously changed a lot from when they arrived.
The biggest change is the temperament.
If back then they were just like a group of ordinary people going on an outing, then when they returned, this group of people had become much more "mature".
His eyes are calmer, his words are not so frivolous, and the impetuous atmosphere on his body seems to have been washed away.
Each one looks like a silent stone.
Standing by the highway, seeing the different expressions of the students in the car window, the leaders of several colleges looked at each other.
Vice President Kong, who was wearing half-rimmed glasses, suddenly said with emotion:
"Maybe... this incident is not a bad thing for them."
"That's right...it looks really different."
"Tell me, if the projection appears again next time, do you want to..."
"Are you still afraid that there won't be many casualties?"
"That's not what I mean, but what are we raising them for? What we want is not flowers in the greenhouse."
"...Don't even think about it. These things ultimately depend on the director's thoughts, or to be more precise, the final thoughts of the department, or even the big bosses."
…
"thump."
Returning to his familiar dormitory, he locked the door, took off his coat, and threw his tired body on the bed board.
Cheng Lin felt that every finger was crispy.
The fatigue that was not noticed before seemed to launch a collective counterattack at this moment, easily pressing him to the bed, unable to move.
"I'm so tired..."
He murmured with emotion.
Cheng Lin's mind went blank and he just wanted to lie like this.
It only took less than two days to go to Shacheng, but it made him exhausted physically and mentally.
This is completely different from the peaceful study life in the academy and the immortality in the game.
There are too many dangers hidden in the real world, and a single mistake can easily cause irreparable harm.
But it's worth it.
Without training, Cheng Lin would not be able to improve his combat power in a real sense.
And overall this time it went smoothly.
The harvest is huge.
A batch of materials whose value may be measured in hundreds of millions.
The combat effectiveness is significantly improved.
Some friends who may not seem important at the moment, but will be of great help to future development.
The cultivation level finally reached 0.4 before the projection disappeared. Cheng Lin measured it with the instrument on the first floor of the dormitory when he came back.
The next step is to find a way to completely "penetrate" and advance to the second level.
as well as……
"That roll of superpowers!"
Cheng Lin thought of the volume of superpowers with a sequence of seven hidden in the initial space, and couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
He resisted the fatigue, sat up, and with a few hands, the parchment scroll appeared in his hand.
Touching the scroll, Cheng Lin was filled with emotion for a moment.
Compared with the three kinds of superpowers provided by the academy, the volume in his hand was the product of the future world's in-depth research on superpowers.
This feeling is somewhat similar to how others have just started using pagers, but he has already started using a smartphone. There is a strange sense of freshness.
"Perception power... is good, it suits me."
Cheng Lin thought secretly.
Compared with elemental powers, perception powers have a very obvious feature, which is their stealth.
Every time it is turned on, there is almost only a very weak fluctuation of spiritual energy.
In fact, Cheng Lin believed that for high-level perception-based power users, it would be possible for them to be truly silent when they use their powers.
This is a very attractive point for him.
Because this ability allows him to avoid covering up.
Especially if he already has "macro perception", if he learns another perception ability.
He can even use it without hesitation.
Anyway, others may at most notice that he has spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, but it is impossible to know what kind of power he has activated.
Moreover, there are many reasons for the fluctuation of spiritual energy, and it does not necessarily occur when a power is activated.
These provide him with natural cover.
Of course, the most important thing is that he is optimistic about the power of perception. In Shacheng, the ability of the boy with a broken arm makes him very envious.
"I just don't know what kind of ability I have in this volume."
After thinking about it, Cheng Lin unrolled the scroll impatiently.
Then he set his sights on the first aura field.
The name of this first-grade superpower appeared in his mind at the same time: "Hazy Eyes"