not heavy

Lunch is also very rich, there are nearly ten kinds of dishes to choose from, but everyone basically eats what they see, and no one has the heart to pick and choose, after all, they feel tired even serving a plate.

Mengbu's hands were trembling, and he picked up a chopstick of potato shreds, and when he brought them to his mouth, there were only two left.

Huo Yusheng was not much better either, she simply gave up her chopsticks and ate with a spoon directly.

After eating and drinking soup, Meng Buzhong spread out on the chair and let himself go.

In the afternoon is special training, that is, targeted training based on everyone's respective abilities.People who come here, as B-level and above supernatural beings, generally have some confidence in their own abilities, and even feel a little eager to try-finally have a project that they can take care of!

For example, Huo Yusheng was very excited. Although her limbs were already overloaded, her resilience was amazing. If she only talked about physical skills, she thought that no one in this base would be her opponent.Even Chu Hong, who had defeated her, was superior in strength and experience, and even used slight nervous system control over her.

It's not the same if he is not heavy. He really thinks he is good. Even if he has improved in the past few days, without the help of Xu Jia's upgraded scale beam, he can only control weights of no more than [-] kilograms if he is exhausted. weight.

Forty kilograms, just four barbells. He even exceeded this weight when he practiced his arm strength today. Any muscular government soldier can easily control it with his body.So he doesn't have much confidence in his current ability. When the association rated him as A-level, maybe there is something wrong with the equipment.

During the short one-hour lunch break, Meng Buzhong actually leaned back on the chair and fell asleep.

The training room in the afternoon was a single room for each person, and they entered the ability simulation cabin used in regular training again.The ability simulation cabin is an immersive experience device set up in a single room. After wearing a smart helmet and connecting, scenes and props will be set to give trainees brain-related abilities or simulation stimulation of battles.

When training the ability resistance, the simulation cabin applies simulated attacks of various abilities to the trainees to monitor the trainees' on-the-spot coping ability.When carrying out special training, the simulation cabin will conduct simulations under extreme conditions according to the characteristics of each trainee's abilities, so as to tap the maximum potential of the trainees.

Of course, a simulation is a simulation after all, whether it is ability resistance or ability potential, it needs real combat to test.It's just that Chu Hong is not very satisfied with the abilities of their group of people. Instead of letting them start pecking at each other now, or go to the battlefield to die, it is better to frustrate their spirit and wait until the basic quality is up to standard before starting to rank. Race and real combat.

Someone asked Chu Hong: "Aren't we fighting against the rioting bionics? Why do we need to practice this kind of power resistance? The bionics don't have supernatural powers!"

Chu Hong looked at him with the eyes of a fool: "How did the riot bionics come into being? They got a virus. Where did the virus come from? There is an 80% possibility that it was made by humans. Since we can unite with bionics, why can't the enemy Combine superhumans? Why do you think the government army is so eager to recruit you? If the enemy gives you 500 million to be their mercenaries, can you resist the temptation?"

The supernatural beings suddenly realized, and regretted why they didn't wait for the 500 million.

This is the second time that Meng Buzhong has put on the smart helmet in the simulation cabin.

He didn't pay much attention when he wore it in the morning. At that time, his physical strength was almost exhausted, and he had to rely on willpower and instinct to do everything. Now he just had a full meal and slept for half an hour, which is considered to have recovered some energy.

The size of this single room is not large, about [-] square meters, with four bare white walls, a robotic arm and a smart helmet hanging from the top.This is a relatively popular omnic nowadays, and it is used by many game merchants, but the one used by the government army is naturally specially made and encrypted, and its performance is also top-notch.

Once connected to the smart helmet, what you see is another scene.

Meng Buzhong vaguely recalled the scene in the morning. It seemed to be a jungle. When he walked through the jungle, various abilities and bionic attacks appeared from all directions, such as earth pits, fireballs, and particle guns. Anyway, he died I tried countless times, but in the end I couldn't get out of this jungle.

The scene he saw now was a white open space with nothing in it.

He had brought the scales, but hadn't taken them out of the weapons case.

System prompt: Meng Buzhong, a gravity-type supernatural power user, supernatural power level: A, starting training now.

In the next second, Meng Buzhong suddenly saw two black iron balls flying towards him.As soon as the two targets appeared, Meng Buzhong determined that they were [-] kilograms. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to control them, making the two iron balls fall to the ground smoothly.

System beep: Add weight.

Two larger iron balls flew over, forty kilograms!

This has reached the limit of Meng Buzhong's bare-handed control. He concentrated his energy and tried his best to control the weight, but his left hand briefly lost strength when manipulating one of the iron balls, causing the iron ball to fall from a height of [-] centimeters. .

System prompt tone: deduct [-] points.Weight increase.

Meng Buzhong was a little panicked: "Come again?"

Just as he was about to take out the scale beam, the system prompt sounded again: the use of auxiliary tools is prohibited at this stage.

Meng Buzhong felt that his hand that touched the weapon box was shocked, and at the same time, two bigger iron balls flew towards him.

Sixty kilograms!

There is no choice but to accept it hard: "My God, it's so heavy!"

The two iron balls were wobbled by him, and the ability supported them intermittently, but in the end one iron ball lost control.

System prompt tone: deduct [-] points.Add weight, increase volume.

One hundred kilograms!Four iron balls!

In the simulated environment, Meng Buzhong was hit on the head by one of the iron balls, and the dizziness was very real.

System prompt tone: Deduct [-] points.Keep the weight, keep the numbers.

The next ten times were all about training Meng Buzhong's ability to control one hundred kilograms and four iron balls - the system considered this to be his primary goal.Uninterrupted use of abilities under such extreme conditions made him sweat profusely, almost overdrawn.

What surprised Meng Buzhong himself was that he managed to barely control the four iron balls for the last time. Although he also deducted ten points, none of them completely lost control.

Sure enough, people can still develop their potential if they are pushed to the extreme.

Just when Meng Buzhong thought the training was over, the system prompt sounded again after five seconds.

System prompt: Auxiliary tools are allowed at this stage. Please introduce the utility of the auxiliary tools and prepare for the next round of training.

"..." Meng Buzhong resignedly took out the scale beam, and briefly introduced, "The scale beam can enhance the stability of gravity control, and bring about a ten-fold increase in my ability, which can hook distant objects."

System prompt tone: Relevant data has been recorded.Start training now.

The first one weighs [-] kilograms, which is similar to the small trucks operated by the repair shop at that time. Meng Buzhong can barely stabilize it with the help of the beam.

The second is the sudden one thousand kilograms.

Meng Buzhong was knocked unconscious to the ground.

System prompt tone: Deduct fifty points.Training is over.The trainee's score: -280 points, this issue's ranking: 32nd, and the ranking of the database of supernatural beings: 5642nd.

During dinner, the supernatural beings were very silent.

They are soberly aware of their abilities, even those who rank relatively high, do not feel happy, because they are also tortured by the system to doubt life.

It is said that a wood-type power user sealed the entire cell with branches and vines, and seemed to be planning to wrap himself into a cocoon to avoid the test; there was also a fire-type power user who tried to burn the smart helmet and triggered the alarm device , was beaten by Chu Hong until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen; Huo Yusheng also lost that excitement. She ranked ninth among them, which is already a very good result, but both her legs were cramped and her right wrist was dislocated. It hurts so much.

None of the top three of them entered the top five hundred in the ranking of the database of supernatural beings.

The biggest blow to a person is not wanton bullying where he is not good at, but hitting him head-on in the field he is most proud of, making him unwilling to accept it.

Seeing their listless look, Chu Hong sighed, and finally said what he always wanted to say: "You are the worst class I have ever led."

Back in the dormitory, Meng Buzhong fell on the bed and didn't want to move.He was so tired that he collapsed, and his head hurt from the blow, he said in a daze: "This day is really too long."

It was so long that he didn't have the strength to feel embarrassed about Zhou Xi's inexplicable kiss on his neck last night.

Zhou Xi sat beside his bed and asked, "Do I need a massage for you?"

Meng Buzhong smiled feebly: "Okay, Zhou Xixi's bionic man is really practical."

So Zhou Xi clicked the controller on his right hand, and after a few slight mechanical sounds, a cylindrical vibrator with a round head appeared.Under his operation, the vibrating rod started, making a high-frequency buzzing sound.

Originally, Meng Buzhong had his eyes half closed, but when he heard this movement, he was terrified, stared at him and said, "What is this!"

Zhou Xi showed it to him, and his eyes were quite smug: "This is a massage device that I specially modified for you. I have checked the information. As long as it is used properly, it can soothe muscles, relax nerves, and bring happiness to the human body."

"No...not anymore..." Meng Buzhong always felt that something was weird.

"Do you think the function is not enough? I upgraded again in the afternoon." Zhou Xi pressed another button, and three miniature blunt parts protruded from the round head, like three small tentacles Generally, while vibrating with the instrument, it rotates clockwise, "This effect should be better."

Meng Buzhong sat up directly: "Zhou, Zhou Xi, I don't think we need such a high-end instrument, you can just give me a massage with your hands, just that kind of Thai massage, have you ever seen it? That's it , In this way...you can just press and knead casually." He gestured a few times as he spoke, hoping to help Zhou Xi understand.

Zhou Xi nodded: "Is that kind? I know too. But we don't have essential oils now."

Meng Buzhong turned over and lay down: "It's okay, it's okay."

Zhou Xi put away the modified instrument, with a little disappointment in his tone: "Okay then."

He rolled up his cuffs, starting from the neck that was not heavy, and pressed down little by little, with very moderate strength.

The feeling of soreness hit instantly, Meng Buzhong gritted his teeth and grunted. Afterwards, the muscles and meridians were slowly massaged and dredged, and he felt more and more comfortable.

Although the consciousness is a little blurred, but thinking of the magical massage instrument just now, and the Zhou Xi that Chu Hong said is only a disabled version, Meng Buzhong couldn't help asking: "Zhou Xi, what is your complete body like? What is your body like now? Is there a big difference?"

Zhou Xi said, "There are some differences."

"What kind of difference?"

"The main difference is the difference in weapons and equipment, as well as the difference in the core system."

"Core system?" Weapons and equipment are problems of appearance and performance, but the core system may involve Zhou Xi's own characteristic data, so Meng Buzhong is very concerned about it.

"Yes, my core system has not been updated, and it is still lacking in response speed, information reserve, and personality perfection." For example, the complicated redundant data, he can't handle it properly now. If the update can be completed, he thinks I should be able to better understand my emotional problems.

Perfect personality... After Zhou Xi's personality is perfected, will it still be the Zhou Xi he knew?

The ability of advanced bionics far exceeds that of human beings. They don't need to depend on humans to live, and they are too rational and intelligent, so most advanced bionics are very indifferent to humans.As Zhou Xi said, their emotional system is much simpler than that of human beings, and they wouldn't pay attention at all if it wasn't for their important contacts.

Now he is a very important contact person of Zhou Xi, because he is an important clue to find Dr. Li Qin.What about after the creator is rescued?Will Zhou Xi still need him?

Meng Buzhong fell silent, he imagined Zhou Xi's ruthless and omnipotent appearance, and felt a little uncomfortable, as if the distance between the two was getting farther and farther, and the gap between them was growing.He wanted to say that he thought Zhou Xi was already perfect, there was nothing wrong with being ordinary, at most a change of lung would be enough.

But he also knew that he couldn't be so selfish.

What qualifications does he have to restrain Zhou Xi?

If the war cannot be avoided, if they will face more challenges in the future, as a supernatural person, what he needs to do is to constantly hone himself and make himself stronger. Also become a better person.

Yes, as long as Zhou Xi is still Zhou Xi, he believes that there will be no change between them.

Zhou Xi finished a whole set of massage and asked him, "How do you feel? Is it better?"

"Much better, thank you."

"You're welcome."

I don’t know if the meridians are unblocked, and the blood supply to the brain has been continued. Those messy thoughts just subdued, Meng Buzhong lay on the pillow, his cheeks were squeezed and deformed, and he said: "I will accompany you to become stronger Yes, Zhou Xi."

Zhou Xi looked down at him, with a smile on his lips: "Okay."