Chapter 14

Unexpectedly, the conversation was all heard by Xu Xin and Lin Wenjie. The middle-aged people stood in front of the simulator to teach. In order to learn clearly, everyone came to watch. Unfortunately, Chen Feng and Xu Xin squeezed into the neighborhood.

Xu Xin scorned a sneer: "fear of death, but also to the fighter plane a why? Not a shame? Do you want to operate machine a to serve tea and pour water? You may not be willing to accept the army

Chen Feng's eyes glared, protecting Lin Xian: "you are too much. At least you are a classmate. Lin Xian is also tested by his strength. After training, he will improve."

"Ha ha, yes, relying on strength, but this is not what you can say Lin Wenjie began to take Chen Feng's synchronization rate as an article: "let me see, your synchronization rate seems to be 82, right? Can you come in at the bottom and show off? "

"You Chen Feng couldn't fight back when she was hit. She can't say she was only 17 years old. That's too childish.

"Chen Feng's synchronization rate is not high. Are you very high? So much lower than me, you still have the face to be arrogant in front of me? " At the critical moment, Hong shuibin was released in time.

The synchronization rate of 88 is a big mountain in front of Xu Xin and Lin Wenjie. They are not sure that they will break through and fail again.

"Hum! Because he is murongxuan's roommate, he is so rampant. It seems that murongxuan is not a good thing. " Hong shuibin has already started to hate the rest of Xu.

Lin Xian also habitually apologized: "sorry, because of me again."

Chen Feng directly covered his mouth: "in the future, if you follow us like this, I will not admit that you are my friend! The way to deal with villains is not to apologize, but to be stronger than them! Make them afraid

Hong shuibin took two people's shoulders and exerted heavily: "yes, you two must surpass them!"

No one noticed that the middle-aged people in the field had firmly attracted other people's attention: "the main body of the simulator is these two parts, and then this is the additional module of the simulator." At the end of the speech, the middle-aged man pointed to several buttons in the control room. The freshmen stretched their necks one after another, but they didn't see anything special.

The middle-aged man took another sip of wine and watched the new-born geese laugh: "don't look like geese one by one. This can only be controlled after operation on the machine. What can you see from the buttons?"

He felt that he was being played like a monkey. In addition, the image of the middle-aged man was really bad. People glared at him one after another. However, the middle-aged man did not realize that he was still drinking heavily.

After drinking a few mouthfuls, maybe there is no wine in the pot. The middle-aged man put down the jug and urged everyone to get on the machine: "all of you choose a simulator. I'll explain how to use it, and then you can practice the rest yourself. Now all mecha's operations are mind control, so is the simulator. Don't yell nervously. Close the hatch first after entering. "

Although Chen Feng was dissatisfied with this unreliable teacher, the novelty of using the simulator for the first time made him excited. He ran back to the original position with Hong shuibin and Lin Xian, and quickly entered a simulator.

Standing in the control room, leaning against the upright board in the middle, a helmet is pulled down from the top of the head and stops steadily in front of him. Chen Feng reached for it and just put it on her head. When the helmet completely covered her eyes and back of her head, Chen Feng felt that there were many disk-shaped sensors sticking to her scalp. Six fixators were raised from the back of the straight board to fix her chest, waist and limbs. Then she heard an electronic sound in her head: "pilot access detected. Would you like to close the cabin door?"

"So this is mind control. It's really advanced. It's much more convenient than manual. What did that sloppy teacher say just now? It's like asking us to close the hatch first? " Chen Feng's head was full of wishful thinking, until the electronic voice asked again, and hurriedly responded: "close the cabin door!"

In a hurry, Chen Feng forgot the middle-aged man's account, and she really cried out. She heard a puff beside her, which was obviously heard by Hong shuibin. It seems that she will be despised again when she goes back. Chen Feng shakes her head and laughs bitterly.

Without waiting for Chen Feng to think about it, she saw that the cabin door of the simulator in front of her began to close slowly, and the entrance of her control room was also closed immediately. It became a totally enclosed space, except for the light from the instrument, it was like a black hole.

"Good, everyone did a good first step." Suddenly, the voice of the middle-aged suddenly sounded in the control room, many students were scared, Zheng Zhirong also directly hit the cabin door. Chen Feng looked up and down, and did not find the source of the sound, and determined that the sound was directly transmitted to her brain.

The middle-aged man laughed like a prank: "ha ha, hiccups, you are too tender. How can a combat machine like mecha have no communication device? I can communicate with you through the helmet of mecha at the console

Chen Feng couldn't help touching the helmet on her head: "I see. However, the helmet controlled by mecha is really a straightforward name."

"You just put on your helmet and you haven't entered the real operation mode, but don't start it in a hurry. I'll explain to you the difference between the simulator and the real machine." After the middle-aged people laugh enough, no longer nonsense, immediately began to explain: "look at the three buttons on your right, the top red is the switch, first click it to turn on."

Chen Feng reaches out to press the red switch. Just press it. A small screen lights up in front of her. It says "synchronization rate: 82". Isn't this her own synchronization rate? What does it mean to test again?"Well, you can see the screen in front of you. Now the top shows your respective synchronization rate, and there are two buttons beside it. The middle one is to increase the synchronization rate, and the bottom one is to decrease the synchronization rate. These are the additional modules of the simulator: the synchronization rate regulator, which is set to let users experience different synchronization rates. "

Isn't it possible to press 100 to see the best synchronization rate? Chen Feng thought here, there has begun to click quickly, but how to click after 90 can not go up, is it not by their own press bad?

Middle aged people seem to see Chen Feng's behavior, and habitually began to ridicule: "I guess now some people can't wait to set the synchronization rate to 100. Burp ~ how, want to experience the general feeling of God? Ha ha ha, I tell you to give up. The minimum adjustment of the synchronization rate regulator is 41, and the maximum is 90. "

"I Cao! The teacher's character is really bad enough to say nothing first. " Chen Feng hated to scold a, stopped to press the right hand continuously.

Middle aged people don't care how others arrange him in their hearts. They talk to themselves: "the lowest synchronization rate is 41 because the synchronization rate can only operate the mecha, and the highest 90 is because the synchronization rate exceeds 90, we can't numerically simulate the display of hiding ability."

"That's all you have to say. You can start to simulate mecha's actions, just think about entering the simulated operation mode in your mind. Finally, I would like to suggest that you should try the synchronization rate of 41, 61, 71, 90 and your own It may be that they feel that there is no wine and no fun, and the middle-aged people will leave the simulator room directly after they finish.

The unreliable teacher finally left. Chen Feng didn't pay attention to him. He silently entered the simulation operation mode. In a moment, everything changed greatly. The scene in front of him told him that he was operating the mecha and standing on a vacant land.

"That's where it begins?" Chen Feng didn't know what the situation was. She stood in place for a while before controlling the mecha to lift her feet.

Never had the experience to the mind, as if control is their own feet, mecha is very easy to move forward.

"It's amazing! It's totally the same as controlling the body. There's no feeling of maladjustment at all. " Chen Feng was overjoyed and took two steps. She felt that the operation of mecha was just like that. It was easy and simple.

"Try to take off." Chen Feng is not satisfied with ordinary walking, and controls the mecha to jump into the air.

Joy begets sorrow. The sudden acceleration force and overweight feeling from the body make Chen Fengtong breathe out. The mecha falls to the ground before it rises much.

Chen Feng controlled the fixator to release herself and curled up in a circle in the cockpit, shivering. Her body seemed to be torn: "pain, pain, pain, pain!"!!! It's too fierce. It's going to tear my students apart. Is the pressure brought about by high-speed sports mentioned by Mr. Lang? The sloppy teacher didn't remind me, and the simulator can simulate even pressure. It's so lifelike. "

Before Chen Feng could figure it out, there were bursts of cries of pain outside the simulator, and the flood bin next to him was crying. Something must have happened to this guy, or he tortured himself. The pain was not as good as the others. Chen Feng felt much better.

Outside the simulator, the sloppy middle-aged man has not gone far away. He hears the crying and howling in the classroom and grinning: "ha ha ha ha, I want to fly before I learn to walk. Little bunnies, feel the pain well!"

Walking outside the school, I came to the school gate and saw an old man with one eye standing at the door. The middle-aged man finally put aside his cynical look and said, "ha ha, it's old man. What can I do for you?"

The one eyed old man didn't look at him. He looked at the endless stream of traffic outside and asked, "Xu, you've been like this all the time. Is that really OK? Can the body bear it? "

The middle-aged man looked up and laughed. He lifted his sleeve and wiped the wine stains that didn't exist in the corner of his mouth: "don't worry, I have discretion."

The one eyed old man frowned at him, looked at him for a long time, and finally slowly shook his head and walked into the school. The middle-aged people estimated that there was nothing more to do here, and wandered out of the school looking for wine and pleasure.

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