"Intelligent brain, increase the difficulty and challenge the Dragon Clan ships!" I did not hesitate.

"Real-time data shows that your status has reached a very high level, and the brain waves have also shown slight instability. I think it's time for you to stop training," said the Intelligent Brain.

I was stunned for a moment, and looked at the main fighter plane of the Dragon Clan that was "again" blown up on the opposite side, and quickly woke up and quit the flow state.

Are you too involved in playing and your mind is not covering up your brain waves?

Probably yes.

Then I can only stop.

Otherwise, I would like to challenge patrol ships, supply ships, frigates, etc....

Of course, these are all small powerful dragon fighting units.

Among the Dragon Clan spacecraft, the largest and strongest are the main ships, which have various main destroyers, main frigates, main gunboats, main fighter aircraft and motherships. They are not something that we are much stronger than the combat aircraft on the surface of the planet but are about the same size.

Besides, today is just the first day of training, and it's almost done.

Next, you will slowly recover your mind and it won’t take long to get the opportunity to participate in the battle in reality.

Then, instead of quitting the training scene directly, I ran over to watch the battle of Quaker's team.

They were almost victorious, and they could end the battle in half an hour, and their playing style was quite steady, but they lost almost a quarter of the drone.

The battle situation on both sides is separated, and I am in the state of watching the battle.

After watching for a few minutes, I drove the fighter plane and returned to the surface of the planet - in fact, it is okay to just exit the scene, but I want to relive the experience of flying back to the surface of the planet.

It's also a sense of ritual...

Return to the surface of the planet, land on the platform on the hillside by the sea, get off the fighter plane, walk to the beach, and then break the connection and return to reality.

In the training room, the people from the Quicksquad are still lying in the holographic training cabin, and in principle I have to follow them to train and cannot leave without special circumstances.

Of course, I can leave with the excuse of "going to the medical area to check brain waves", but I know my head is normal and there is no need for this.

"Can you check the information here?" I asked the Intelligent Brain.

"Yes," said Zhibu, "but before that, I will explain some things to you."

I pretended not to know: "What?"

"Your operating results have attracted the attention of the upper class," said Zhiwang. "The highest record of single-manned unmanned fighter jets is to control twenty at the same time. However, the operating accuracy is not as good as you, and your effective operation and loss rate are very good."

"So what?" I said, "has the standard of participating in a battle outside?"

Zhizhu said: "This is still under consideration. Squadron Captain Woodjudd will see you after today's training."

I said, "Is today's training not over yet?"

"Your training intensity is close to saturation," said Zhizhu. "The upper limit for ordinary people to use holographic simulation equipment is eight hours a day, and the training of combatants depends on the intensity. Although you only trained for two hours, the intensity has exceeded the brain power consumption of ordinary people for eight hours."

I know that holographic simulation uses simulated signals to replace the human nerve signals, which has a certain impact on the body. If the nerve connection between the body and the brain is interrupted for a long time, the problem may be smaller for the brain, but the body will have problems. Therefore, it is impossible for people to live in the holographic dreams all day long...

"In other words, I have to wait for them to come out and disband before I can leave?" I asked.

"They reside in a rotation today and can't leave, but you can leave after they come out, go out for a walk, and come back. Your residence has been arranged here. After they come out, I will show you the data analysis of the previous training."

"Okay," I nodded, "Then, I want to check out some information here."

Intelligent brain said: "There is one more thing."

I pretended to be impatient: "You are like a real person."

The Intelligent Brain ignored my teasing: "The Management Committee wants to do an analysis of your genes."

I said, "After you treated me, have you not analyzed my genes?"

"We just treated your physical damage and did not collect your genetic samples," said Zhizhu.

I didn't hesitate, pulled out a hair and said, "You don't have to ask me about this kind of thing. Is it enough to do it secretly?"

Intelligent brain said: "The dragon clan will force the ruled people, we will not."

"Okay," I said, "do whatever you want."

The training room door opened, and a small robot similar to a thousand-year-old vacuum cleaner slid in. The top opened automatically. I put my hair in. As the top closed, the small robot also slid out.

Then, I took a chair and sat down against the wall. The wall in front of me became a computer screen, showing the records I had checked at my residence.

I then learned about the history of the Dragon Clan and the Tatu Society over the past century, and occasionally checked the history of the previous 889 years, and continued to fill this cognitive gap.

Not long after, before Quak's team finished training, the Zhizhu said, "The test results are out."

While looking through the web page information, I asked, "How is it?"

Intelligent brain said: "Your genes can be described in perfection. Moreover, many genetic defects that the whole nation has repaired after 2,200 years of the standard era are better than other taurens, and it seems that you are using other genetic technology."

"Is that right?" I don't find it strange - people in the magic era can basically improve their bodies, especially powerful individuals. With the blessing of ether and mind power, they can even eliminate imperfect parts... As for the descendants of strong people who do not fully inherit these perfect genes, it is probably that the talent of concept power cannot be inherited.

The Intelligent Brain did not respond, but just changed the topic: "However, according to calculations, the offspring cloned or bred with your genes will not have such excellent physical fitness and brain development as you have. We believe that your body has been transformed by the dragon clan... The dragon clan has always had a tradition of genetic transformation, and their own biotechnology has developed in this way. At the same time, they have also transformed relative to the main plane people. However, it is impossible to guarantee the loyalty of these people to the dragon clan, so there is no reinforcement transformation. You may be their test subject, which can also explain your strong physique and identity that has a certain degree of trust in the dragon clan."

I said, "So, do you trust me even more?"

Zhizhu said: "Not that, we hope you can recover your memory as soon as possible. In any case, you are the main plane star."

I said, "To be honest, I will first stand on your side completely. It is better not to reply to my memory. If I restore my memory and become the person who is against you, it will be of no benefit to you and me now."

Zhizhu said: "But those memories also have certain value to us, and if you reply to the memories, you may not necessarily stand on the hostile position. Even if you accept the orders of the dragon clan, we have the corresponding technology and obligation to help you change."

"Well, thank you for keeping this trust, I'm trying to restore my memory," I said, "regardless of the outcome, I'll fight for you."

Zhizhu said: "It is to fight for yourself, and then it is to fight for the main plane people."

I stopped my hand to look up the information and said seriously: "Well, we will go to victory, I have a premonition."

This sounds like an expression of one's loyalty, but I don't care if they think I'm too deliberate, and even a little bit of a false and artificial intent.

I mean to myself.

As he was talking, Quaker's team finally finished training.

The team members crawled out of the holographic training cabin, and their injuries had been completely repaired, but they were not very energetic when they looked.

When he saw me, Captain Quick still had no good expression, but did not target me, but said, "Get together."

The team members stood in a row, and I turned off the check screen and stood up.

Quick said: "Intelligent brain, show the results of today's training."

The intelligent brain began to put combat scenes on the walls and said slowly: "The first training session was 25% ahead of usual time to achieve the opportunity target main force..."

"No!" Captain Quick interrupted directly, "I only have the analysis of the second game."

I've been targeting me without any hesitation.

Of course, it doesn't matter.

"Okay," said Zhizhu, "I will copy the data from the first game to the squadron leader and the captain of the captain."

Captain Quak's face remained unchanged and he said calmly: "I understand."

The meaning of the intelligent brain is very obvious, because my sudden outbreak and the battle ended early, which is excellent in terms of performance and must be reported, and Captain Quick doesn't care.

"Compared with the previous data, the second battle has an overall increase of three percent, within the normal fluctuation range..." Zhizhu continued to explain.

I looked at their battles and scenes, with a straight pace and steady style, and felt like a child was chasing and playing. He could obviously be faster, but he missed the opportunity again and again, and he wanted to laugh a little bit.

However, considering that this is already the elite among the elite, and myself, as a player who has cheated, I have to resist it.

After the summary is completed, Captain Quick announced that the rest time has come, and the team members can return to their own rooms, but are not allowed to leave the base.

Finally, he said to me: "Bihon Dun is not here, he can move freely, but he is not allowed to stay overnight. He must come back before twelve o'clock in the evening and continue training with the next team tomorrow."

After saying that, he left directly.


Chapter completed!