In the real world, what secretly presides over everything in the mechanical forest and constantly accelerates the growth reaction of metal life is a purely quantum stacked memory symbol.
This symbol is like a large invisible net covering the entire mechanical forest star, and sleeps quietly in most cases, but it exists objectively, just like the basic physical rules of each planetary system determined by the stars in it.
As long as someone triggers the defense system, or enters the scope of the ecosystem, and is sensed by the ubiquitous mechanical creatures in the ecosystem, they will wake up immediately.
This stream of consciousness carried by stacked memory symbols will instantly travel across vast distances, watching the intruder like the Eye of Cthulhu and reading the other party's memory.
This regular stream of consciousness is strong enough to cover the entire mechanical forest star and dominate everything on the planet, including physical rules. It is like the aggregation of hundreds of millions of spherical core computing power on the planet. It is extremely powerful and rooted.
On top of the symbolic language of the Mi tribe, it is also integrated with the stacked memory method of the Fish Star people, making it even more stable.
Therefore, in the past, when facing a single human individual, the impact of the mechanical forest star's stream of consciousness was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. It was unstoppable, and it was not defeated until many special operations team members paid a huge price and finally defeated a super-large-yield machine.
The Space Tear Generator was transported to the vicinity of the blue giant star, and then consumed even greater amounts of energy to sustain a saturation coverage impact for several weeks before it was physically destroyed, and was eventually taken away from the Ancestral Core by humans.
Humanity finally won the war on the Mechanical Forest Planet, but at a huge price.
The fundamental reason is that the special forces team members have never been able to accurately locate the location of the ancestor's cone. Otherwise, humans could actually use high-density lepton ray beams with extremely penetrating power and difficult to defend at mid-range to carry out precise strikes.
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This is the failure of human special warfare forces and the third front, so it has been an important test question in every military skills competition of all-military integration since a few years ago.
After Fanxing obtained enough data, the mechanical forest star simulated in the virtual system was very accurate and detailed. The symbolic stream of consciousness is the perfect touchstone for tempering warriors.
In countless previous simulation trainings, there had never been any unexpected situations until Zheng Feng appeared.
At this time, no one thought that the fundamental reason why Zheng Feng could absorb and assimilate the mechanical forest star's stream of consciousness was that the core of his personality was originally from the same source. It not only integrated the stacking memory method of the fish star people, but also conformed to the
The symbolic language and logic of the Mythical Clan is a "soul carrier" that possesses all the qualities of human beings such as the infinite possibilities of storms of thought.
Because this kind of thing should not exist in the evolutionary history of the universe at all.
These qualities are inherently contradictory to each other.
Fifteen minutes later, Zheng Feng and the members of the Flying Tigers exited the simulation mission safely.
He has led his team to arrive under the Ancestral Cone and easily took away the core.
The Flying Tigers' simulation mission is of course complete.
But the stream of consciousness of Mechanical Forest Star disappeared.
There is naturally nothing in the core, and it becomes a pile of worthless inorganic matter.
So in a certain stereotyped sense, the Flying Tigers completely failed again.
The reason why the scoring system was delayed in responding to this situation is because this kind of thing has never happened before.
"Today's special training ends here. When you go back, think about what you have learned today. We will continue at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
As everyone in the Flying Tigers walked out of the simulation cabin one after another, Zheng Feng gave these instructions and turned around to leave.
A group of children looked up at him, their minds still filled with lingering questions.
"Captain seems a little strange."
Li Qingqing said in a crisp voice.
"Who knows what's going on with him? He's just being mysterious. He doesn't even tell us the most critical mission points. What does this mean?"
Edgar Julian poked his head from the side and muttered.
Morrison decisively agreed, "Yes, even now, he is still hiding his secrets. We know that the mission was successful, but if we don't explain how exactly it was accomplished, our training will not achieve its goal."
The rest of the Flying Tigers have generally understood the urinary nature of these two men.
In short, no matter what Zheng Feng does, they will definitely find faults.
But the others didn't say anything, because it didn't matter. They all knew that this stupid duo was just a tough talker.
Being happy orally does not affect the overall situation. It doesn't matter if you don't accept it verbally, as long as you are convinced by your heart.
Following Zheng Feng's previous entrustment, Jane Roland, who was responsible for data compilation and other logistical work, had completed the training report for this simulated battle in a very short period of time.
Jane said: "This is our training report. You all should take a look at it."
According to the report, the Flying Tigers achieved the best results in the entire civilization in the third mechanical forest battle simulation training.
This is well deserved.
In previous simulation missions, of course, others successfully took away the Ancestral Core, but according to Fanxing's simulation calculations, as long as the Mechanical Forest Star still exists, a new core can be quickly reorganized by just making some simple adjustments.
, and continue to be productive.
But Zheng Feng assimilated the entire planet and the countless growing and mature cores inside it with other mechanical biological units.
Therefore, Zheng Feng's Flying Tigers changed the direction of the battle on the Mechanical Forest Star from the root, turning it into a production base where humans were living outside.
"Although our success cannot be replicated and is not universal, our advancement before entering the ecosystem has also received extremely high ratings. Perhaps you have not realized that during the advancement process, our time acceleration was twelve
times."
"What!"
Edgar was shocked.
Others had similar reactions.
Zheng Feng did not tell all the team members the truth before. They only completed the operation according to the limit of their abilities under extreme pressure. Now they know that the time speed is as high as 12 times. This is obviously not in line with common sense.
"Don't be surprised, this is the fact." Jane shrugged, "So this doubling has given us a lot of points. Not only that, you can open the report to see the details and see your own evaluation index."
Then the exclamations began one after another.
Many people covered their mouths in surprise.
They saw a long list of high or low red words after hundreds of military skill sub-items.
There are three numbers in each row.
One is the evaluation index one day ago, the second is the current index, and the third is the change ratio, expressed as a percentage.
Red represents an increase and green represents a decline, just like the stock market index a thousand years ago.
What the Flying Tigers see now is a page of bright and eye-catching red, which is so beautiful that the little ones can't believe it.
Everyone's index rises in different proportions, and different evaluation parameters rise to different degrees.
For example, the coordination index of the entire team increased by an average of 179%, which means that in just one day, the little guys have developed the tacit cooperation ability that can only be achieved by professional soldiers.
Other basic personal parameters such as brain response index, nervous stability index, data analysis ability, etc. do not rise so high, but the average value is still several tens of percent.
The little ones were in great confusion.
During previous missions, I was too nervous and had no time to pay attention to these details. After finishing the work, all I could think about was fatigue, and I wished I could take a good rest and sleep.
After reading the report, I realized that I had actually completed a considerable transformation without even realizing it.
In fact, it was not just the little ones who were shocked at this time, Ding Hu, Zhou Donglai and other bystanders were also secretly clicking their tongues.
Obviously, Zheng Feng seems to be able to overcome the dilemma of being held back by the Flying Tigers.
He has shown an amazing ability to inspire those around him.
He is like a "halo monster", his body is filled with various wonderful abilities such as "durable halo", "crusader halo", "piety halo" and so on, which makes people who are close to him always unconsciously...
Gain ability bonuses.
Dong Shan could only analyze this: "It must be the interference of the quantum storm of thinking. He is originally like a miniature version of the stream of consciousness in the mechanical forest, releasing his 'aura' to the outside world all the time, changing the rules of the universe around him.
.As long as you stay by his side, it is impossible to get rid of this subtle influence. This influence has two ways of expression. The first is to destroy other people's destiny covenant marks, and the second is to continuously strengthen the activeness of thinking and speed up the realization of potential.
Other than that, there is no other explanation."
After Dong Shan finished speaking, the chat room fell into a brief silence.
After a short moment passed, Dong Shan spoke again, "The technical analysis team recognized my conclusion, and the accuracy of my judgment exceeded 95%."
hiss!
This is the sound of Ding Hu sucking in the cold air.
He really didn't want to admit the truth.
But now it seems that he is obviously Zheng Feng's instructor, but for a long time, he himself is still receiving favors from Zheng Feng.
This is very embarrassing.
It's hard to say exactly who is whose teacher.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's go figure out a big plan."
Over there, Dong Shan gave another explanation and disappeared.
Ding Hu didn't know what big deal Dong Shan was planning, so he silently returned to his dormitory. While sorting out the details of the Flying Tigers' operations in the simulated mission, he secretly wondered whether he should move to live next door to Zheng Feng.
Early the next morning, the Flying Tigers arrived at the intensive simulation training room early.
Compared with yesterday's full-brain chain simulation training room, today's training equipment has changed slightly. Trainers need to stand in the equipment and wear floating tight-fitting simulation training clothes to fully reproduce the real battlefield physiologically.
attitude.
Today Zheng Feng made an appointment for practical training for the whole class.
The training content is a direct confrontation between the Flying Tigers and another special operations team.
"The rules of the competition are very simple, that is, we use equipment of the same performance level with another team to conduct military confrontations in different battlefield environments. Although there are some differences between people fighting against each other and people fighting against the compound-eyed army, we
You can think of the other party as an army of dummies. The other party will also see us in the same way. The pain parameter I set for you is 50%. Although it will not cause death, if you are really hit, it will be enough to drink a pot. So, you
Be careful."
Zheng Feng, who was at the top of the podium, looked serious and had a solemn expression.
No one knows how many changes occurred in his body last night, but it is obvious that in just one night, he has matured a lot and become a lot stricter.
Perhaps Zheng Feng himself was not aware of this change, but bystanders, especially the core scholars of the Sage Project who had been observing him, were well aware of it.
These scholars are secretly worried about this and don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.
Matta Nicklaus in the audience raised his hand: "Captain, according to the rules of engagement, we should be able to get some information in advance, right? I want to know who our opponents are and what team they are, so that we can formulate a combat plan in advance.
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Zheng Feng shook his head, "No, this confrontation training is set according to the encounter. There is no intelligence. We ourselves are the first batch of reconnaissance units to contact the enemy."
"Oh, okay."
Mata took it back angrily.
"It's okay. There is more than one round of confrontation. Won't we have information in the second round?"
Mata was stunned, "That's true, then we are definitely going to lose in the first round?"
Zheng Feng nodded, "That's pretty much it. I'm going to lose."
"That's impossible!" Edgar shouted in the audience, banging his chest, "We are no longer the same as before! Now we are comparable to the ordinary classes in our First Pioneer Academy, even
Stronger!"
Edgar Julian's confidence was not without reason.
Everyone will feel a little bloated after a night of transformation.
Fifteen minutes later, all members of the Flying Tigers fell from the floating training cabin and fell to the ground gasping for air, their heads buzzing.
Lost too quickly!
The preparation time for the battle was five minutes, so the Flying Tigers entered the battle site ten minutes ago.
The starting points of both sides are 50 million kilometers apart. Under the premise of limiting the performance of the armor, it takes about nine minutes for the two sides to come into contact.
The result was good. As soon as the two sides came into contact, the Flying Tigers were like long-legged mosquitoes running into the insecticide spray, and were blasted one after another.
In less than thirty seconds, Zheng Feng was the only one left in the thirty-man Flying Tigers.
The opponent is really too strong.
Obviously everyone's equipment level is very different, but the opponent is more accurate, fires first, adjusts the formation faster, and squeezes the performance of the armor better.
If Zheng Feng hadn't fought alone for an extra thirty seconds after everyone else fell, and even killed two of them, before collapsing from exhaustion, the Flying Tigers would have lost zero on the spot.
The actual fighting time must also be less than one minute.
Edgar Julian's tight-fitting training suit automatically fell off, revealing his sweaty and pale face underneath.
He wiped away his sweat and said, "Captain! What kind of monsters are these? It's too exaggerated!"
Zheng Feng grinned, "The Seventh Company of the Special Operations Brigade of the 39th Army of the Yunding Theater Special Operations Force. You may not understand the number when I say it, but you definitely know the nickname when I say it. The Seventh Steel Company."
"What!"
The poor children's mentality collapsed on the spot.
Not only active duty soldiers, but also the best of the best.
The Seventh Steel Company is known as having all S-class members and two top warriors.
We did not lose unjustly.
Wait, the captain seems to have been able to hold on alone for thirty seconds, and then he killed two of them?
