high-dimensional shuttle

Chapter 94 Preparations
This is a peaceful age, and everything must be done carefully. If five people really died at once, the entire research project might have to be stopped for several years.Just like the American space shuttle exploded, all space shuttles were grounded for two years.

The idealistic world says that there are some huge benefits, but none of them are actually realized.Everything is illusory, as if it is an unreachable lie.

A few old men in wheelchairs, some even wearing military uniforms, showed expressions of gloating and talking nonstop.

"A medium-sized spiritual world, is the level of danger comparable to that of a super-small world?"

"This kind of thing should be smashed directly!"

One of them, a middle-aged man surnamed Liu, was the main leader of the research institute, and his face turned blue and purple after being scolded.

"Mr. Li, I beg you, save them..." His face was livid, and after tossing and turning, there was only one sentence: "Why don't I kneel down for you, please!"

"Oh, it's not that I'm afraid, it's that I'm old, I really can't help it...I'm 78 years old! 78, not eighteen, not 28."

Old man Li scratched his bald head: "Since that accident, my spirit has been exhausted, my sixth sense has declined significantly, and I have almost forgotten all the skills. People have not had a good life for a few years. I guess I can't beat it." General supernatural."

"How do you want me to go?"

"I just said, what effort do you spend training ordinary soldiers? Why don't you spend more time looking for talented people..." Old man Li kept mumbling: "At least you can't use ordinary people to open up wasteland."

"Also, if you can't study some things, don't study them. It would be bad for everyone to say it out..."

"If it weren't for a few well-meaning old guys who were afraid that you would die and imparted a little experience, what else would you know?"

The other old members of the Indus Club also looked like they were watching the excitement.

Some were nicer and kept silent, others said really bad words: "Die, let them die. If they die, the whole institution is dissolved. Better!"

"Yeah, that kind of secret..."

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu was speechless.In the past, I often endured such pressure, but this time I had to succumb to others.

Fang Yuhao couldn't help sighing in his heart, he was a department-level cadre anyway, but he was counted like this. These crazy old men scolded people so hard, did they come from the Red Guards?

"Old man Li, go as soon as you go, if you don't go, I will go!" Another old man with a better temper really couldn't stand it: "At least five fresh lives, can you stand it!"

"Secret? Can it be kept forever?! The idealistic world is there and will not disappear because of our confidentiality."

His voice was getting louder and louder: "We are old and can't live for a few days. Some things must be known to young people!"

"Is it really good to take everything into the coffin?"

For a while, the speeches in the hall stopped.

The wind blew into the room from the door, and it was chilly.

Old man Li wavered constantly, choosing between keeping his secret and saving others.

Finally sighed: "Let me go..."

"Liu Yi, when I come out, I want to hear about your choice."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

The other old men also sighed and shook their heads.

"Uncle Li, I'm going too...and him! We are all talented!" Shi Dapeng shouted quickly, and pulled Fang Yuhao directly.

Of course, Fang Yuhao has nothing to be afraid of. He works out every day after work, and even enrolls in a fighting training class. Isn't it just for today?
Coupled with the fact that he has enough faith fragments to escape, his heart is ready to die!

"Young people are scary, and it's always good to have more people. If you get stuck, just run faster than both of you... I was a second-level athlete when I was young."

Now that he had made his choice, old man Li also let go of one concern and agreed nonchalantly.

Suddenly, Dr. Jin cast a distrustful look, fearing that some outsiders would get involved.

"Do you want to add a few more soldiers?"

"No, I'm not a talented person, so don't do it." Old man Li shook his head.

In the end, Dr. Jin reluctantly agreed because he had no right to speak.

"The talents in the research institute are actually lacking here..." Fang Yuhao sighed inwardly.

Just like that, the three of them got ready and lay down on the instrument, ready to use the machine to stimulate their sixth sense.Fang Yuhao is happy and relaxed, otherwise he would have to pay the fragments of his beliefs to enter the world of idealism.

A red entrance opens...

This time, Fang Yuhao was already familiar with the situation.

Stepping into the entrance, they came to the familiar log cabin again.

This is a usual transfer station, where you can wear clothes and bring the weapons you are good at.

"Get ready, prepare well! This time is different from the small world." Old man Li's voice came from behind.

Because of entering the idealistic world, old man Li seemed to be a little bit more energetic, showing a different mental outlook from before.

His eyes were bright as he recalled the past.

It seems like this is their real home court.

"The former Kyushu realm."

Fang Yuhao waved a dagger and put it on his waist.This kind of thing is short and powerful, even if you don't have enough practice skills, you can still use it normally.Moreover, these daggers are not ordinary, it is said that Professor Yu Hua brought them out from the large world, and they were consecrated by eminent monks.

"Uncle Li, does the medium-sized idealistic world have an entrance to the real Kyushu Realm?" Shi Dapeng asked.

"...Maybe. If there is an entrance to the big world, it's fine to play secretly, but it's better not to let the country know."

"What?"

"It's just that more people died... what's the point of intersecting?" Old man Li put a few copper coffin nails in his pocket, took some things at random, and filled a small bag full.

"Carry it on!"

Fang Yuhao took over the burden and carried it on his back, feeling that it weighed a hundred or twenty pounds.

Old Man Li wore a gray robe, a Taoist crown, and a fairy-like appearance. He looked more serious than outside.

"...In the real world, things that people think there are usually exist in the spiritual world. What zombies, ghosts, and supernatural beings, so don't make any taboos in it!"

"Actually, there is nothing to be afraid of this kind of ghosts. We think that their weaknesses should be reflected in the spiritual world, and they will also have them."

"What's scary is a kind of weird, hybrid product of the imagination of many people... Oh, adapt to the circumstances, you have to inherit this craft, there are a lot of things to learn, and it's hard to explain... This craft is lost Yes, it's a pity."

Old man Li was chattering.

(End of this chapter)