Resurrection Empire

Wearing this all-alloy enhanced training armor on his body made him look a bit like the Master Chief in his halo.

Ren Zhong tried to raise his hand, but couldn't move, the whole figure seemed to be locked in a mummy coffin.

If he hadn't been able to see through the transparent helmet visor, claustrophobia would have been cured for him.

Wen Lei explained: "The basic configuration of the enhanced training armor is similar to that of the first-level armor, and the upper limit of output power is also 50 kilowatts, but the whole machine has been lightweight, and a valuable signal amplifier is also installed. It also mobilizes 50 kilowatts. The overall power of the armor, the bioelectric power that the user bears is only one tenth of that of the ordinary armor, which is 5 kilowatts. Brother Ren, you can use the intensive training armor to mobilize the total power of about 20 kilowatts at most. This is to give You use it to feel the strength of formal equipment in advance."

Hearing this, Ren Zhong asked doubtfully, "Since this technology is so good, why isn't it popularized? Wouldn't that lower the threshold for professional fighters and create more fighters?"

Wen Lei was stunned, "Signal amplifiers are very expensive. The price of this enhanced training armor is at least twice that of ordinary first-level armor, and its delay time is more than three times that of ordinary equipment. In actual combat, the delay is terrible. of."

"I see."

"Okay, I'll turn it on now. Brother Ren, you can carefully feel the difference between wearing the training armor and the usual one. The meaning of training is to constantly adapt to the process."

Ren nodded.

After a while, there was a slight buzzing sound in his ear, the system was quickly starting.

There was a familiar electric numbness all over his body, which was much lower than when he tested the carrying power just now.

If he felt it carefully, he could detect countless trickle-like surges of electricity flowing down his limbs to his brain, some of which were linked to the spine, and some of which were directly connected to the brain.

This perception is slightly similar to wearing the watch for the first time, but the process of current surging is much more detailed.

After a long time, Ren Zhong's whole body shook slightly, and he suddenly felt that he had become stronger, as if his bones had become thicker and his muscles had swelled.

He knew that this was an "illusion" brought about by bioelectric deception.

These extra physiological structures are armor.

"Brother Ren, try to lift your legs and lift them slowly. Now I have set up micro-force feedback for you. The output power of the armor is only 2 kilowatts, and there is no serious delay. This is another function of the strengthening training armor, which can be compared with 10 kilowatts. This lower base value of power provides subtle assistance. This allows you to start from zero and quickly adapt to the mech control.”

"Well, that's pretty good."

Ren Zhong sighed.

Compared with the cramming textbooks in the wristwatch, this world has done a lot more meticulous and humanized introductory training for combat professions, and it is not an exaggeration to praise the foolish operation.

He tried to lift his leg and took a step forward.

About 0.1 second after his brain gave the lower body a leg lift command, the armor covering his body made a coordinated action.

Pat, Ren Zhong walked steadily through this step.

Wen Lei's mouth twitched slightly, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Heck talent!Brother Ren's ability to adapt is also too strong!

At the beginning, Wen Lei did not go through the intensive training armor. He first got the first-class armor after the bioelectricity carrying power was enough to 10 kilowatts, and then set a power limit of 10 kilowatts to gradually get started.

It is also the first step. At the beginning, Wen Lei faced the same difficulty and heavy responsibilities, but the difference was that when he stepped out, he suddenly lost his balance and fell into the mud.

"Very good! Brother Ren, try walking around the field."

Wen Lei forcibly calmed down and commanded again.

After half a lap, Ren Zhong forgot that Wen Lei said "walk" and started to trot with his legs raised.

Ren Zhong returned to Wen Lei again, and tried to do a few stretches in the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics. It's really hard."

Wen Lei: ...

Wen Lei decided to skip the basic operations and began to weigh the responsibilities.

"Brother Ren, have you seen the nine targets over there?"

"Saw."

Ren Zhong looked at the nine black pancakes on the wall with a diameter of about half a meter, five meters away from him.

"You have an ultra-low-power laser ray gun around your waist. After a while, the nine targets over there will flash randomly at a frequency of once per second. You try to shoot. This is a comprehensive training that trains brain response and physical fitness at the same time. ."

"it is good."

5 minutes later……

Wen Lei looked at the 90% hit rate and became aphasia again.

Ren Zhong finally couldn't hold it anymore, "This target is so big, and it uses a pure linear laser gun. It can hit even with closed eyes. It's too simple."

Wen Lei growled inwardly.

Brother caught!The difficulty is not in aiming!

Every time you see a flicker, the brain sends out instructions to control the body and the armor to precisely coordinate actions to aim. This is where you really need to train!

Your focus is in the wrong place!

Wen Lei didn't give up.

"Brother Ren, if you shoot continuously for another half an hour, just warm up?"

"it is good."

After half an hour, Ren Zhong's overall hit rate became 98%.

At this time, Wen Lei had already quietly lowered the flashing interval to 0.8 seconds.

This shows that Ren Zhong's operation accuracy and brain response index to the armor are about to catch up with Wen Lei.

At this point, the heavy duty finally began to breathe.

"a bit tired."

he sighed.

Wen Lei, who was instructed by Zhuangzui Pao throughout the process, also said, "I'm also a little tired."

"Then why don't you go over there and move a chair to sit on?"

"No, no. I'm not tired. In this way, since these simple things don't mean much to you, Brother Ren, just measure them."

"How to measure?"

"The simulation machine dodges in actual combat. Just the artificial humanoid mecha over there, it will use the attack frequency similar to ordinary people's fights to launch attacks from different directions and different speeds at lower power. Block training together. This is the highest intensity training in the intermediate court. I thought you would need at least a week of adaptation to get to this point. Your balance, your motor nerves..."

Ren nodded, "Low-key, low-key. Don't blow it. Just start work."

First prepare a large bowl of matching high-absorbing nutritious meals, Ren Zhong took a deep breath, and walked slowly towards the artificial intelligence A.

……

More than three hours later, Wen Lei, the wounded, walked out of the training ground with a heavy burden on his back.

At this time, Ren Zhong's face was as pale as white paper, his hair was completely wet, his clothes were completely soaked, and his whole body seemed like a chicken in soup.

His eyelids squinted slightly, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

Wen Lei couldn't help it and said, "Brother Ren, you don't need to do this. Your other parameters are very good now, only the comprehensive physical fitness index is relatively backward, you can take it slowly."

An hour ago, he saw that Ren Zhong was on the verge of collapse.

At that time, he advised Ren Zhong to stop first, and just lie down and rest for the rest of the time. Anyway, the intensive training A will continue to train the carrying power.

Although it is a pity that 10 contribution points bought for 4 hours without high-intensity flowers, people always have to do what they can.

Unexpectedly, he did not let go of the heavy responsibility, and asked Wen Lei to go to Ju Qingmeng's side to brush his face and get an extra nutritious meal to add to the meal.

After eating, he abruptly endured until now.

In the last hour, Wen Lei worried more than once that Ren Zhong would die suddenly.

The responsibilities on his back are heavy, haha, "That's not good, the money is spent, and you have to train to full capacity, just like eating a buffet, you have to pay back."

With the words in his mouth, Ren Zhong was repeatedly scrutinizing his own values.

After this round of training, in addition to the brain-machine synchronization rate, his other three values ​​have been roughly measured.

During these four hours, the bioelectricity carrying power became 2.3 kilowatts, and the rate of increase seemed to be faster.

As for anything else.

In order to match and coordinate with the carrying power, the brain response index and the physical fitness index also adopted the converted values.

His brain response index was 19.The minimum value for a soldier above the first rank is a lot of 10. In order to strengthen his body when he was studying, he played high-intensity table tennis for an hour every day. He played all over the park and the old man rarely met an opponent.Playing ping pong is great, and the response is very fast.

But his comprehensive physical fitness index was only 5 at the beginning, the standard level of malnourished people.

After half a day of hard training, two nutritious meals were consumed. Although he has not recovered yet, the physical fitness index estimated by the machine has increased to 6.

Ren Zhong is very satisfied with the result, and believes that it will not be long before he can completely get out of the pain and regain a strong body.

Someone once said that the body is the capital of revolution.

Ren Zhong felt that this was reasonable.

Wen Lei said long-windedly: "Brother Ren, don't do this next time, you still have to go step by step. I can't figure out why you are fighting so hard."

Ren Zhong hit haha, but did not explain.

As early as when he first set foot in Xinghuo Town and saw the tragic life of the barren people, he became enlightened.

Why should I fight?

Because the world wants to eat people.

I'm not sure if I can change the world.

But since I have the talent, I must at least become a glutton in this world as much as possible.

At least I don't want to be eaten.

As for the sudden death mentioned by Wen Lei, is Ren Zhong afraid?

Of course afraid.

But that didn't stop him from touching his limits with the fear of death.

This is his new life, every day, every hour, every second is precious.

The two walked for about 10 minutes and arrived at a small courtyard in the central area of ​​the slums in the north of the town.

The small courtyard has a four-meter-high wall, eight meters wide and 16 meters deep, and there are two-story board room structures inside.

"This is our team's yard. We usually rest here. Brother Ren, it's your first time here. There is a bathroom inside. Go take a shower first. Can you move now?"

Wen Lei opened the door while explaining.

Ren Zhong: "It's barely a problem."

At this time, Zheng Tian and the others were sitting in the courtyard and chatting while nibbling on melon seeds.

Seeing that the two came back, Zheng Tian immediately got up and walked forward quickly.

Seeing Ren Zhong's dying appearance again, she angrily slammed Wen Lei's chest and punched, "What?

Wen Lei had a chest injury, and was touched by Zheng Tian, ​​the corner of his mouth twitched violently, subconsciously took a step back, and explained with grievance: "No, that's not the case."

Chapter 30 Human Nature

……

After a delay of nearly 5 minutes, it was finally up to me to explain things clearly.

In the middle of Wen Lei's various interjections, all kinds of bragging about his amazing talent, Zheng Tian's eyes lit up when he heard it.

"Really, Wen Lei, you don't care about Brother Ren. How can you do this for the first time. It's dead. If you knew it earlier, you wouldn't be allowed to train with Brother Ren."

But secretly happy to secretly happy, after listening, Zheng Tian still grumbled and complained.

"I persuaded it! I can't persuade it! Can you blame me?"

Wen Lei continued to be wronged and defended.

"Blame you, blame you, blame you!"

Zheng Tian said while twisting on Wen Lei's shoulders neither light nor heavy.

"Don't say a few words, Wen Lei, let me down, I feel like I can go. I'll go to the bathroom by myself."

Ren Zhong interrupted their bickering.

Wen Lei seems to like the feeling of being able to easily communicate with the captain.