"Ah! Ah! My face! My face!" The face was disfigured, the face was disfigured, the sissy was wailing and screaming miserably on the ground, the cuckoo was crying blood, but she couldn't move at all.
I stood upright until all the armed guards came, and was dragged away like a dead dog, probably for surgery.
This world is so inhumane...
Therefore, the rules of the brain and medulla oblongata cannot be broken. There must be something weird in it.
and……
Ye Hanqing couldn't help but touch his neck.
Fortunately I didn't run away!
In fact, he had planned to take out the slit ruler, cause a short circuit or a power outage, and then escape in the dark.
Fortunately, they didn't do that. Each of the attachés obviously had some strong suppression methods against their prisoners.
I don’t know if this method has anything to do with the fact that it cannot damage the brain and spinal cord.
Ye Han wanted to ask, but his emotional intelligence didn't know what it meant to beat around the bush...
At the same time, his IQ is enough to judge what kind of results a direct inquiry will lead to.
So in the end, I can only keep the problem in my heart...
In fact, even if asked, the attaché would probably not bother to explain.
He just said it without explaining at all. In a blink of an eye, he took Ye Han to the place where he was eating.
It was noisy and noisy like the hall of a vegetable market, with people rushing in and out, and the smell floating in the air was very different from that of a canteen on Earth.
The bearded attendant was familiar with the road and quickly queued up in front of a long line of canning machines, just like getting a drink in a cafeteria. He prepared a colorful porridge-like mixture for Ye Han and motioned for him to eat quickly.
"You still have an hour and a half before the competition, so now is the time to eat. By the time the competition is over, you will be almost digested, have plenty of energy, and are not burdened. You will be in the best shape..."
To be honest, this so-called nutritious meal... tastes very weird, not as delicious as toothpaste.
However, Ye Han ate it with gusto.
While eating, I tried to use my 86 senses and 88 insights to analyze the ingredients in it.
But after analyzing it for a long time, I found nothing.
It's not that the drastic change in nerve reflexes from 77 to 93 affected his taste receptors.
The impact is indeed there, but the special training has specific content.
This rice tastes weird, it doesn't have the familiar taste of a familiar recipe.
"How's it going? Have you decided what weapon to use?"
"Oh oh oh..." Just as he was speaking, a sudden and overwhelming cheer came.
Like an earthquake or a tsunami, the air was churning and waves of heat flowed along the corridor and into the restaurant from outside.
After the deafening cheers, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" explosions were heard one after another, shaking the building slightly, causing people's blood to surge, making the air instantly hot, and the atmosphere instantly exploding.
"Oh oh oh, tonight's game begins!"
"Welcome everyone to watch, the live broadcast of the Heavenly Punishment Arena has begun."
"Today's hot spot seems to be robot fighting..."
The high-pitched voice of the commentator was amplified through the speakers, mixed with the noisy discussions from all directions, adding another spoonful of hot oil to the already heated atmosphere.
The Heavenly Punishment Arena instantly turned into a hot pot of oil.
Turbulent, surging, majestic, the passionate atmosphere had no way to vent, and eventually turned into hot steam, swaying all the way up from the central open-air area of the fifty-story circular arena, breaking through the haze, breaking through the darkness, and reaching
Clouds spread across the federal capital.
The Heavenly Punishment Arena is the most popular concert scene in the world.
Comparable to Michael Jackson's Bucharest and Queen's Wembley.
Although the hot scene preparation area could not be seen, with only the roof above their heads, people in the room still raised their heads and looked in a certain direction in the sky, as if they could see through and see the heat outside.
Many contestants were infected by the explosive emotions and screamed "bang bang bang bang".
Adrenaline is secreted crazily, ATP molecules are rapidly hydrolyzed, and high-energy phosphate bonds are cracked!
In the midst of the heat, Ye Han remained ice-cold.
Low emotional intelligence is a disadvantage, but it is also an advantage.
If you can't feel the changes in the atmosphere, it will be difficult to bring in other people's ideas and adapt to local conditions.
But if you are so slow, you will not be easily affected by environmental factors and can always remain calm.
Like those who exploded in advance, they are happy now, but when it is their turn to play, they will probably be in the crematorium.
"Can I go to the weapons arsenal and choose for myself?" Ye Han said quietly after swallowing the last sip of the nutrient.
"Okay." The bearded attendant nodded without surprise.
He took Ye Han to a classroom.
There is no blackboard in the classroom, only tables and chairs arranged randomly, and helmets on the table.
Some are worn by people, and some are just lying on the table, crookedly.
It's like a problem class in a TV series, or a noisy and chaotic Internet cafe.
The attendant motioned for Ye Han to come in and sit down at an empty seat.
These are...brain-computer interfaces?
Ye Han did as he was told and at the same time dug out the information from Mandela's memory area.
And it’s still...a real virtual reality!
When you put on the helmet, there is no standard display on earth at all. Instead, the signal is directly transmitted to the brain to generate images.
Therefore, the resolution is almost the same as what you see with the naked eye, it is crystal clear and there is no graininess at all.
Under the guidance of the system, he began to look through all kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes and hooks, browsing their lengths and sizes, weighing the heavy texture as if they were in reality...
This world is really strange. There are obviously no integrated circuits, but there is such a data database; there is obviously no supercomputer, but such a real reality can be realized in the virtual world.
even……
He licked the blade of the one-handed ax with his tongue, and there was a metallic smell; he smelled the whip with his nose, and there was a clear chemical smell of tanning;
This method is at least 20 to 30 years or more advanced than the earth!
For a moment, he really wanted to take apart the brain computer and see what kind of structure it was inside and what kind of technology it was implemented with.
I don’t even want to deal with system tasks anymore.
It's a pity... there are people all around, so there is no chance.
Alas! Ye Han sighed and began to search helplessly in the database.
The ruler is too short!
Traditional iron ruler? This is not a ruler at all, but a fork, okay?
A straight sword? It's close to a long straight sword, but it has a sharp point and is not wide enough...
The Slit Ruler is now a reward. As long as you click to claim it, it will appear instantly, but... it cannot be stuffed back.
So he had to find a way to hold the slit ruler in his hands openly and without being suspected.
If it doesn't work, you can only look for opportunities to escape.
With the long slit ruler in hand, he still had the strength to fight. If he didn't have it, he wouldn't have any other weapons... He couldn't think of any other way besides escaping.
Have you deviated from the main line again? Will you be unable to complete the mission?
Only if you have a life can you do a task. If your life is gone, what's the use of completing the task?
This is something that the instructors emphasized time and again during the month-long special training.
If you can't find it in the system, you can only order it.
"Length 117cm, width 5.5cm, thickness 1mm..." The bearded attendant listened to Ye Han's request and showed an unexpected expression.
Looking up and down Ye Han carefully again, he organized his vocabulary: "You know, supernatural weapons, as long as they are not hot weapons, can be brought into the arena this time."
After all, Attaché Bearded has been working here for many years. What kind of person has he not seen? What kind of things have he not experienced?
Ye Han thought he was covering it up well, but in his opinion, it was so straightforward that it couldn't be more straightforward.