Hob meat was not as magical as Tang Lang imagined. It could directly connect Tang Lang's consciousness to the virtual training ground it created.
The reason why it dares to be so sure that it can teach Tang Lang to fly a mecha is very simple. This secret ordnance storage point has three simulated cockpits, which are standard equipment for every company-level mecha unit. Most of the time, some extremely complex scenes
and combat, you need to use a simulation cabin to complete the training subjects of mecha warriors.
The simulation cabin is not the pilot simulation driving system that Tang Lang understood. It requires connecting the brain nerves to the network and using various electrical stimulations to make the human body feel the same reaction as in the real environment. In other words,
There is basically no difference between training in this kind of simulation cabin and training on a real mecha. As long as you can command the actions of the mecha here, it can be achieved in reality. It's so advanced.
However, according to Hobururou, this outdated simulation cabin that is at least ten thousand years behind the Yanyun Galaxy and can only be placed in a museum cannot meet Tang Lang's training needs. What Tang Lang needs now is more training.
Time, after all, he only has 10 hours at most.
Therefore, what the simulation cabin is connected to is not the training ground solidified by the simulation cabin, nor the Federation's Skynet, but the training ground set by Hob Meat. The Andromeda Galaxy-level intelligent brain that claims to be capable of time and space travel is awesome.
It was such a mess that it actually changed the flow of time.
To put it bluntly, Tang Lang's brain was connected to Hobrou's data space through what he thought was an old antique simulation cabin. He stayed there for a year. In reality, it was only half a Blue Star Day. This was also
Hobby Rouge was so awesome that he taught Tang Lang how to fly a mecha in one night.
Tang Lang watched as he boasted proudly that his hob meat had penetrated into the core brain of the simulation cabin and stretched out its cute little antenna to connect. He praised "sincerely": "Your baby used to be in the Fairy Galaxy.
Isn’t he just a little bully learning machine?”
The round ball of the hob has three colors of red, green and blue bursting out at the same time. It’s so beautiful to see each other!
Tang Lang wisely did not provoke this guy. After all, he was going to enter their territory for training later.
But Tang Lang still paid the price for his talkativeness. After lying in the simulation cabin, the first choice appeared in front of him. The real sensitivity ranged from 20% to 95%, every 100%.
One choice out of five.
"Real sensitivity is the degree of physical reaction to all obstacles encountered in the virtual training ground. In our Yanyun Galaxy, the dullest warrior will choose more than 50%." As if he already knew that Tang Lang would be confused, he didn't wait.
Tang Lang asked, and Hu Daorou took the initiative to explain.
"Then I choose..." Tang Lang instinctively felt that there was a conspiracy in a certain ball, so he set his sights on it below 50%.
"Okay, I know, Blue Star is the strongest Predator! If you have to choose, choose high difficulty, 95%, understand!" The sound of the meat grinder sounded in Tang Lang's consciousness. "By the way, I remind you,
The original 10% simulated pain in the simulation cabin is simply not enough to train a real mecha warrior, so I have bound this setting to the real feeling."
"Nah!" Tang Lang knew that he had been cheated, but now, it was no longer his turn to make the decision.
This is the price of being a student.
The spherical body of the hob meat hidden in the brain center of the simulation cabin is shaking. If you give it a body, you can imagine a fat man weighing more than 300 kilograms laughing so hard.
It has always been suppressed by Tang Lang and has always suffered. Now, it is finally its turn to be powerful. And this is just the beginning.
At this time, what kind of friend system is there? In the words of Blue Star: Brother, isn’t it just for cheating?
His eyes suddenly went dark, and the next moment, a suddenly open space appeared in front of Tang Lang. Soft white light lit up every corner of this extremely wide space. This space was at least thirty meters high, four or four meters high.
It is a square structure that occupies an area approximately the size of a golf ball.
Standing in such a wide space, Tang Lang looked a little small.
There was no other choice. While Tang Lang was still observing the surroundings, a fat white man named Shi Shiran, wearing the same camouflage uniform as Tang Lang, walked over from the sidelines with a whip in his hand and a look on his face.
With a mean smile.
No matter how you look at it, that smile makes you want to beat him up.
"Hob meat?" Tang Lang narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Quack! How are you? This looks good! Are you scared or guilty?" The fat man laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He hit his fat palm with a whip. "Ouch!
It's not easy for you to trick me into my data space! Now let's see who beats whom! This is 95% real pain! Don't say I bully you, I just set me to the level of Guo Daxia, look
My Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms..."
The next moment, Tang Lang kicked Fatty Bai in the crotch.
"Damn it, Jiuyin White Bone Claw, I'll catch it..." The fat white man whose face suddenly turned purple was still mumbling something.
What's wrong with reading books? I'm addicted to martial arts novels. In fantasy novels, you can blow up the entire universe with one punch. Why didn't you take it out? Tang Lang shook his head and sighed! Without hesitation, he bumped his knee into the purple pie face.
"Nine-Yang Magical Technique, the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, the replacement of flowers and trees... Oops, iron cloth shirt with golden bell cover, okay, okay, I give in!" The fat white man who insisted on not falling to the ground recited fifty kinds of words silently.
After many tricks, he was finally forced to take the last trick and surrender.
Zhinao's memory is really good. He almost finished all the tricks he could come up with in martial arts novels, but Tang Lang was mad at him before he even showed his posture. If there are other people watching the battle, it would be a talking humanoid sandbag.
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Don't tell me, the 95% sense of realism is really incredible. He beat this human-shaped sandbag that came up on his own initiative. Every punch and every kick of Tang Lang had an extremely real sense of touch and feedback. It was really amazing.
Cool.
With the experiment of a certain ball coming up on its own initiative, Tang Lang was full of expectations for the next mecha operation.
A faint light flashed across the body of the fat white man lying on the ground, and he returned to his original state. He came over with a resentful expression: "You Blue Star people have a saying that is right. It is better to have no books than to believe in books!"
"It's not your fault that you don't study enough!" Tang Lang grinned. "If you don't start training quickly, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to continue studying in the future."
"That's right!" The light in Fatty Bai's eyes flashed slightly, and a mecha fell from the sky.
With a "boom", it hit less than 20 centimeters away from Tang Lang. Amidst the overflowing dust, a nearly five-meter-high mecha stood proudly. With its simple shape and carrying a long gun, it looked like a Tang warrior!
Seeing that Tang Lang didn't even blink, Fatty Bai couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, "Can't you show some fear appropriately?"
"If you were to smash me to death just once, your hob meat would be too tasteless." Tang Lang shook his head and said.
"Haha, I love hearing that." Fatty Bai obviously enjoyed Tang Lang's unobtrusive praise.
What he didn't see was that Tang Lang was only half a meter away from him. As long as he stretched out his hand and pulled him, he would become the meat pie that was trampled by the mecha falling from the sky.
Even in his data space, the soldiers of the Republic are not sitting idle.
However, after actually entering the mecha and starting training, Tang Lang finally suffered a setback.