Chapter 121: Virtual and Reality

Click!

The cold virtual cabin was opened, and Yang Fan sat up from the cabin with a confused face, his eyes were not focused, and his mind was still in a blank state.

He was a little unclear whether he was in a dream or in reality.

He was still in Rongcheng just now to kill monsters, save the human race, experience the tide of spiritual power, and experience the pleasure brought by the rapid upgrade.

Why is he sitting in this cold machine that looks like a coffin in the next second?

What does it mean that game time is over, isn't he in a dream right now?

When the memory fragments in his mind are revived, he always plays such a trick, attaching his subconscious to the subject of the memory instantly, to passively savor the most profound experience in the subject's memory.

This time it seemed a little different, the numbness on my body was too real, and it was no longer from the perspective of God, but my own consciousness really merged with this body.

brush!

The faint lights in the room turned on, and on the display screen less than two meters away from Yang Fan, a string of information suddenly appeared, and at the same time, a voice that Yang Fan was very familiar with sounded on the screen.

"Student Yang Fan, the result of this assessment is C-upper, but he failed the assessment. I hope you will continue to work hard next time and work hard to get into the famous federal school you expect!"

Yang Fan was startled, and quickly looked up. Isn't this the prompt sound from the guy in the system? Why did it come to his dream?

Yang Fan’s personal achievements seemed to be recorded on the electronic screen. Yang Fan fixed his eyes and quickly saw what was written on it:

Name: Yang Fan

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Martial Arts Level: Martial Artist Level 2

Class: Class 29, Grade 3

Assessment time: 8 hours

Assessment content: In the game "Salvation", successfully reverse the decline of the human race before the end of the world, spread martial arts, expose the conspiracy of the monster race, and save more human race compatriots.

Assessment result: C-upper (failed)

System evaluation: The candidate has a correct mind and has the heart to save the human race and inspire the human race. However, he lacks the overall view, lacks leadership and command skills, has average martial arts talent, and lacks spiritual talent. Personality defects: low self-esteem, mania, stubbornness, certain psychological hidden dangers, mild persecution delusions, it is recommended to use theorem for psychological intervention treatment.

Explanation: The above scores are all independently judged by the intelligent brain of "Salvation", which is true and effective without any human intervention. Candidates can check the assessment results at any time within three days after the assessment.

Yang Fan was stunned for a while, why did he become that waste wood with only a second-level warrior?

Also, what the hell is this "Salvation" game?

Isn't the mock exam held in the eastern suburbs of Xichu City? Why is it turned into a game now?

Yang Fan had a splitting headache. It didn't look like he was dreaming, but he still seemed to be dreaming. What's going on?

"Student Yang Fan, the assessment is over, please leave immediately!"

"Student Yang Fan, the assessment is over, please leave immediately!"

The familiar urging sound came from the screen again, Yang Fan frowned, turned over hard and got out of the virtual cabin, and walked towards the door of the room blankly, he was going to take a look outside, maybe there would be something different outside clue.

brush!

As soon as Yang Fan walked to the door, the camera on the door automatically scanned and the door opened automatically.

"Xiaofan! You're here!"

As soon as Yang Fan went out, he was held by the arm by a familiar middle-aged woman, and asked him in a sharp voice: "The assessment has long been over, why did you come out? I told you a long time ago, don't pay too much attention to the assessment As a result, after graduation, you can follow your father to help in the store, and you can still support your family."

"If you really want to go to school, ask your dad to enroll you in a martial arts gym, and you can continue to practice martial arts."

"Don't always think about going out of the city. The demon hunting team kills so many people every year. If you go out with them, will I be able to sleep every day in the future?"

The woman pulled Yang Fan and chattered non-stop,

But it caused Yang Fan's heart to feel warm again and again, his lonely and bewildered mood dissipated, and the memory that originally belonged to this body began to flood his blank brain like a flood.

"Mom, stop talking!" Yang Fan yelled naturally, looked at the woman who had raised him for eighteen years in front of him calmly, and said solemnly: "You don't have to worry about me, I have grown up, and, I'm used to it, it's just a mock exam, it won't hit me at all."

Comrade Zhao Linglan was startled when he heard the words, and looked up at his eldest son seriously, feeling a little sour in his heart, and he was used to the sentence, which contained all the hardships and sufferings of the child's three years of high school.

She raised her hand to touch Yang Fan's somewhat cold face, held his head to her forehead, and said softly: "Silly son, martial arts talent is never left to others, so don't put too much pressure on yourself. Let's go, tell Mom." Go home, your dad made you your favorite egg noodles!"

Yang Fan's eyes lit up: "Have you received eggs again?"

"Yes, I just received two turkey eggs weighing a hundred catties from your Uncle Zhang. I sold one and kept the other one for you and your sister." Zhao Linglan took Yang Fan's arm and walked out. While walking, he said: "Let's go back now, maybe your dad has already finished it!"

No one mentioned the test results anymore. For a student who was the last one in every test, it was meaningless to ask about the test results.

Although the assessment this time is very different, the high school graduates of the entire federation are using a 100% virtual game cabin for the virtual simulation assessment for the first time, but no matter how you say it, the assessment is inseparable from the two aspects of strength and talent.

Therefore, Zhao Linglan knew very well that for her eldest son Yang Fan, the results of any assessment were almost the same, it would be better not to ask.

"Son, are you insane?" After walking two steps, Zhao Linglan suddenly stopped and looked at Yang Fan carefully: "Just now when you came out, you looked blank, as if you didn't know me at all. Same, can't it be that the memory is confused, and you haven't woken up from the virtual assessment yet?"

"Is there?" Yang Fan felt a little guilty, "I just felt a little confused just now, and my mind was indeed not clear. But it's much better now, and I have remembered everything."

"Look, how could my mother's feeling be wrong?" Zhao Linglan looked like that, and then began to complain: "I really don't understand why the Federation uses such a highly virtual device to give you these quasi It is used by warriors. I heard that even the most determined warriors may lose themselves in virtual games and cannot distinguish the boundary between virtual and reality, and the side effects are not small!"

Yang Fan nodded and added: "The virtual scene is really difficult to distinguish, but the federal government naturally has its own considerations in doing so. We little old people have no right to intervene. I believe that the federal government will not harm us!"

Zhao Linglan gave her son a blank look: "I am right and wrong, I can tell clearly, but I am worried that your head will be confused, I heard that the side effects of the virtual game are not small, if you think there is anything wrong, you must Tell mom, you know?"

Yang Fan nodded again and again, but his mind was still recalling his great achievements in Rongcheng, and his spirit began to be in a trance again.

In the corridors and on the campus, Yang Fan saw many familiar faces, Huayue, Xia Zixuan, Yan Han, and Teacher Wang Zhe who was walking with his head held high while wearing sunglasses, all of these people were still alive and well.

Not only them, the South China Martial Arts School, Xichu City, and the millions of citizens in Xichu City are all alive and well.

There is no battle to destroy the city, no system to carry with you, and there is no template for the protagonist who travels to the beginning of the end of the world to act as the savior.

Everything he experienced before was all a game, a virtual life.

Being dragged by Zhao Linglan to walk outside the school gate, the moment he passed Teacher Wang Zhe, an uncontrollable impulse suddenly arose in Yang Fan's heart. He couldn't help but block Wang Zhe's way, and asked Wang Zhe directly. : "Mr. Wang, are you from Yancheng? Graduated from the Federal Martial Arts School? There is also a squad leader named Sun Yan who has always had a crush on you?"

Wang Zhe was taken aback, looked at Yang Fan suspiciously, raised his hand to take off the sunglasses on his face, and stared at Yang Fan with some displeasure: "Little classmate, the news is very well-informed! Tell me, where did you know about it?" This information? Although my information is not top-secret, but in this West Chu City, few people can know it."

Yang Fan's body froze, and his mind was in chaos.

Judging by Wang Zhe's expression, he seems to have admitted his identity, but how is this possible? Those are all virtual scenes and memories, how can it match the reality?

coincidence?

Seeing that Yang Fan seemed to have pissed off the handsome teacher in front of her, Zhao Linglan quickly pulled Yang Fan aside and smoothed things over for him with a smile.

"Mr. Wang, right? Don't be so fussy with this kid. He just came out of the mock exam and his mind is not fully clear yet. He is talking nonsense and can't be serious. Just now even my mother I don’t even recognize it.”

After apologizing, without waiting for Wang Zhe to say anything, Zhao Linglan pulled Yang Fan and hurried away, walking fast, almost trotting, and walked out of the school gate in a short time.

Wang Zhe stood on the spot and looked at the mother and son speechlessly, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Fan.

"Is it really just nonsense? How can nonsense get my details right? I almost forgot the name Sun Yan. How could he know?"

"Still in crush, who told him such a secret thing, it's really boring!"

With doubts in his heart, Wang Zhe turned and continued walking towards his office.

The monk could not run away from the temple. He remembered that the boy seemed to be a celebrity in the 29th class, and he should have a nickname called "Shame of South China". It was not difficult to find.

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