A taxi passed by them. Mi Xiaobai and several girls in the car stuck their heads out of the car window: "It's so warm, monitor, let's go first!"
Lin Daiyu's face turned red and she whispered: "Let's go quickly, the dormitory will be closed if it gets later."
The semester has officially begun, and Zhang Chi has begun to adapt to studying in the Department of Seminar and Management. At least now, it is no different from other departments. After a week of boring basic theory courses, he finally received Professor Liang's virtual training class.
This class is held in a special electronic classroom, which Zhang Chi has never had the opportunity to enter before. Everyone has an e-sports-like chair, and the blackboard used for teaching demonstrations is also covered by a huge screen.
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Professor Liang, who died young, was particularly energetic under the attention of 50 girls and 1 boy. He first explained the concept of spiritual pressure to everyone.
This concept was first proposed and named by Dean Han. Many data can be seen through a person's spiritual pressure value, and one of the most important indicators is the strength of the mental power.
Zhang Chi listened for a while and felt that Professor Liang's theory was very idealistic. Mortals are mortals after all. Even if they have certain special abilities, their mental power will not be strong enough to condense into a soul.
Mortals usually need to go through the process of refining qi, building foundations, consecrating light, fetal breathing, inescaping grain, golden elixir, Yuanying, leaving the body, distraction, integration, transcending tribulations, Mahayana, relaxation. Although the immortal veins are cut off and there is no way to cultivate immortality again
Possibly, but he is very familiar with the routine.
Professor Liang said: "There is a helmet on the table in front of you. After you put it on, you can see your spiritual pressure value."
Busty girl Xiao Xiubo put on the helmet first. She saw that her spiritual pressure value was 77, which was considered to be at the upper level among the students in the second class. Mi Xiaobai's spiritual pressure value was 99, and she was also among all the students in the same class.
The one with the highest spiritual pressure value.
Zhang Daxian put on the helmet doubtfully, and immediately saw that his number was 0 through the eyepiece. Zhang Chi thought that the number was definitely wrong, so he took off the helmet again and patted it casually. After putting it on, it was still 0. He highly suspected that the equipment was broken.
Lost.
Professor Liang said: "Classmate Zhang Chi, do you have a question?"
Zhang Chi said: "Professor Liang, you said that the spiritual pressure value represents spiritual power. I can't figure it out. I think my spiritual power has always been very strong, but why is the spiritual pressure value 0? What is your standard for judging spiritual pressure?
What?"
Professor Liang laughed. Of course he recognized this kid. He was the only student in the college with a spiritual pressure value of 0. He relied on Xiao Changyuan's connections to sneak in. This kid used some means to get the title of Honorary Dean Han.
Very supportive.
Professor Liang said: "Theory is always boring and must be combined with practice. Student Zhang Chi, at least you have the courage to doubt the accuracy of the equipment."
The female students in the class laughed in unison, and their laughter seemed to be particularly low. In the hearts of these female students, the monitor with a spiritual pressure of 0 had a very low sense of existence, and they were already preparing to remove him in the upcoming formal election.
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Professor Liang said: "Although this helmet is inconspicuous, it embodies the latest high technology. Many of your courses will be inseparable from it in the future. Okay, everyone put on the helmet. You should understand the rules."
Everyone put on their helmets, and Zhang Chi put his helmet back on his head. Following Professor Liang's instructions, he put his hands and feet on the handrails and pedals.
He didn't understand the rules. According to Professor Liang, other students had been exposed to this helmet in the past. It was probably because he had registered late and therefore did not have time to participate in the school's special training.
Zhang Chi thinks that the big deal is just a VR helmet. Now the whole world is calling virtual reality, but it seems that there are not many applications in practice, and its popularity is a bit slow. It seems that the Department of Management of Mizuki New World School of Management has taken the lead in using VR for teaching.
Cha! Cha! Cha!
Everyone's seats have changed, their limbs are locked by alloy devices that pop up on the seats, and even their waists are firmly bound to the seats by alloy belts.
Zhang Chi immediately calmed down after a little surprise. At this time, he still managed to joke: "Professor Liang, are you going to electrocute us?"
The number representing the spiritual pressure in front of him suddenly disappeared, and everything suddenly entered darkness. Zhang Zhang still wanted to speak, but his throat was also held by the collar, like a pair of strong hands strangling his throat, making him unable to speak, but also unable to speak.
As for suffocating him.
Darkness, suffocating darkness, after an unknown amount of time, it was like the beginning of the dawn, and everything around me became brighter.
Zhang Chi found himself standing in an ancient training ground, with 50 female classmates standing around. Except for himself, the other classmates all held weapons in their hands, some with daggers, some with ancient swords, and some with Oriental swords.
Of course, the most exaggerated one is Zhen Xiubo, the big girl. She holds two sledgehammers in her hands that look like Li Yuanba.
It must be an illusion, a virtual reality. I have to admit that this set of VR equipment is quite exciting, extremely realistic, and gives me a feeling of being there. This class is interesting, and it can be regarded as a free game.
Professor Liang's voice rang from his ears: "We have a credit system. On the training ground, you get one point for defeating an opponent, three points for eradicating an opponent, and zero points for failure. You will be given a summary at the end of each semester.
The points will be accumulated and counted, and the three with the lowest points will automatically drop out. I must remind you that in the virtual training ground, the injuries you receive are the same as those in reality. Next, you will feel the pain and fear of injury or even death.
, now use all your strength, only the strong can survive to the end!"
Zhang Chi couldn't figure out why everyone else had equipment and he was the only one with bare hands. Professor Liang must be biased against him. After Professor Liang said it, he saw the big-eyed girl Li Jingjing rushing towards him with a dagger in her eyes.
Murderous intent, he really wants to kill people!
Even though he was playing a game, he didn't want to be killed, so he turned around and ran away, thinking that after taking the Peiyuan Pill, he would never lose to these women in terms of physical strength.
When Zhang Chi turned around to run away, he saw Mi Xiaobai. Mi Xiaobai raised a strange-shaped scimitar in his hand, pointed it at his stomach, and stabbed it in.
Poof! Zhang Chi heard the sound of the blade penetrating his belly and saw the blood spurting out from his abdomen. However, the blood violated the law of gravity. The blood spurted out and soon turned into a red mosaic. But it was real.
The pain made his body convulse.
Li Jingjing rushed over and stabbed the dagger into his lower back. It hurt! It hurt like hell.
Not to be outdone, busty girl Zhen Xiubo picked up a sledgehammer and hit Zhang Daxian's big face with a sledgehammer. Zhang Daxian was horrified to find that the shamelessness he was proud of was shattered by her with just one blow, and the porcelain was broken.
The same cracked, and then the pieces turned into mosaics.
Zhang Chi could no longer distinguish between reality and fiction. He struggled hard and wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. It wasn't until the light returned to his eyes that he realized that the helmet had been removed and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.
, I just experienced the pain of dying, all the feelings were real, Lao Liang did not lie to them.
Professor Liang stood beside him, and the rest of the students were still immersed in the virtual world.
Zhang Chi waited until his hands and feet were free again. He quickly stood up from the seat, checked his body, and made sure that he was still intact. Only then did he feel relieved. He was gasping for breath in shock, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
Professor Liang gave him a cold look: "Your class is over."
When Zhang Chi came to the campus, he still felt lingering fear. Seeing the flowers and plants in the sun, his heart calmed down a little. He got closer to a golden chrysanthemum and smelled the fragrance of the chrysanthemum. He felt that his tense nerves had relaxed a little. The scene just now
Is killing just a game? Why does it feel like you are out of body?
Someone behind him called his name, but it was Xiao Changyuan who waved to him at the door of the director's office. Zhang Chi took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then walked over.
Xiao Changyuan called Zhang Chi to tell him that his scholarship application had been approved. This was the first good news today.
Xiao Changyuan had already noticed something from his relaxed expression, and he seemed to say casually: "Are you taking Professor Liang's class?"
Zhang Chi nodded.
Xiao Changyuan said: "Has he been hacked to death?"
Zhang Chi shook his head, and then added: "There are many murderers, and the death conditions are very tragic."
Xiao Changyuan laughed, looked at Zhang Chi and said meaningfully: "Next, you will die countless times in different ways, your spiritual pressure value is zero, this kind of class is a kind of torture for you, it may
It will leave a psychological shadow on you for the rest of your life."
He paused and said, "Five more students have just applied to drop out."
Zhang Chi said: "Is it a game?" If it was a game, why did the appearance of myself and my classmates just now look so real?
Xiao Changyuan said: "From the perspective of life and death, it can be said to be a game. You came relatively late and have not experienced any training. The helmet is not a traditional VR concept. After wearing the helmet, you can extract your mental power.
, highly restoring your own image in the virtual environment should be a feedback from your own consciousness."
"Similar to the soul leaving the body?"
Xiao Changyuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what it felt like for the soul to leave the body: "In short, everything is exactly the same as how you feel in reality. Hunger, pain, injury, death. The information fed back by your central nervous system is completely consistent with reality.
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Zhang Chi didn't think Xiao Changyuan was exaggerating. He had just experienced injury and death. This feeling was very bad. He began to understand why some classmates frequently dropped out of school at the beginning of the school year.
It’s just that there were so many female classmates just now. Why didn’t they kill each other? The first choice was to kill themselves first? I’m unhappy, my luck with women is so bad?
Xiao Changyuan was not optimistic about Zhang Chi's studies. He looked at Zhang Chi sympathetically and said, "Have you been to Mr. Qin's place?"
Zhang Chi nodded.
"Mr. Qin scolded me, Zhang Chi, you kid repay a kindness with a hatred."
Zhang Chi is still thinking about what happened just now: "Why are they all wearing protective gear and carrying weapons, but I have nothing?"
Xiao Changyuan said: "Your spiritual pressure is zero, and all protective equipment and weapons are based on spiritual energy. Your mental power is vulnerable in this virtual field."
He added with emphasis: "It's the same in reality."
Zhang Chi understood somewhat. He had his spiritual roots cut off and his immortal veins cut off, which led to this situation. Today's class gave him a heavy blow.
Ever since Zhang Chi came to the mortal world, his confidence has never suffered such a setback. Did Qin Luzhu misjudge him? Did even Mr. Qin misjudge him?
Xiao Changyuan sighed and warned: "You don't understand the true situation of the college. If you continue to persist, I'm afraid you will have a mental breakdown sooner or later."
"It seems that I have no choice but to skip class."
Xiao Changyuan reminded Zhang Chi: "If you skip more than three periods, you will be expelled from the college."
Since he could not escape but had to choose to change, Zhang Chi sat down opposite Xiao Changyuan and said with a smile: "Director Xiao, do you have any tips for improving your spiritual pressure?"
Xiao Changyuan shook his head and said: "Improvement is a quantitative change, your spiritual pressure is zero, and going from scratch is a qualitative change. I don't have this ability anyway."
"How did you become the head of the department if you didn't have the ability?"
Xiao Changyuan was choked by him and was speechless. This kid's words were too irritating. Xiao Changyuan grabbed a document on the table and tried to slap him, but he raised it and suppressed the fire, and threw it on the table: "Get out!"
Zhang Chi glanced at the document with a playful smile, but became interested when he saw that the document was "Interim Measures for Encouraging and Supporting College Students to Start Their Own Entrepreneurship"
