Chapter 19 Rolling

Fatty and Mu Fan were sitting in the directional levitation car, introducing the relevant knowledge in PO to Mu Fan.

"The place you will go to later is the training base, where you will be given basic training in the PO Battle.net. This world has a high degree of freedom. If you are a familiar application for a trumpet, you don't have to go. But you and I still recommend going. .”

Mu Fan listened carefully, and then said, "What kind of operation is the main purpose of going there to train?"

"It's mainly mecha operation, and there is also individual combat, but that doesn't make much sense, because it's obvious that you can fight and you can't. This is just a simulated battle, and there is no substantial improvement in skills. This The purpose of the base is to let you get acquainted with the world as quickly as possible."

"Hmm." Mu Fan didn't ask any more questions.

As soon as they spoke, the two had already reached their destination.

"You go in, I'm going to the battle zone, I've written down the coordinates of this training base, you can just call me when you get familiar with it."

The fat man rubbed his hands. The recruit camp is really boring. As an old bird like him, he can't do anything here. What do you mean by training base? Are you kidding me? Hit a dummy for a day.

"Okay, I'll contact you when I come out, and thank you." Mu Fan hummed, then looked at the fat man with grateful eyes.

"You're welcome, since you've made friends, don't meet outsiders. I'm still waiting for you to come out of the mountain to take me, I'll go first!" The fat man waved his hand indifferently, and then rushed into the teleportation point with a look of excitement on his face. Suddenly disappeared.

Mu Fan lowered his head and looked at the light curtain on his wrist ring. The back of the 'Lemon Balloon' had already shown that he was not in the same area, and his rank was written on the back: Silver 1 star.

Shaking his head, Mu Fan walked into the light blue space door.

The body broke through a layer of membrane, it was icy cold, and then an empty and deserted corridor appeared in front of him.

Following the blue guiding light on the bottom of his feet, Mu Fan walked to a metal revolving door and pressed the dim light button on the side.

"Hello recruit 'Master Egg', this is the No. 341 base training center"

The muscles on Mu Fan's face unconsciously twitched, and now he just wanted to ask if he could change his nickname.

"Please select the training items, one, individual combat training. Two, mech driving training."

When Mu Fan heard the voice, he saw two options displayed on the electronic screen in front of him, and stretched out his finger.

"Individual combat option." Mu Fan replied decisively.

You must be familiar with both types of training, starting with individual combat, and then familiarizing yourself with mech training. Mu Fan's plan is very clear. If he wants to get familiar with this world, he must start from the most basic, just like living in the wild, be careful in everything If you accidentally lose it, it may be your life.

When Mu Fan clicked that button, the entire corridor darkened, as if returning to the scene when he encountered Hei when he first entered Battle.net, and the surroundings were silent.

Soon, a little light came out from the front. There was light behind the metal revolving door, and the corridor Mu Fan was in disappeared with the sound of clicking, stepping on the ground, that kind of special composite material floor. A ray of light enveloped Mu Fan in a radius of ten meters, but it was still dark all around.

It feels so real! Mu Fan was secretly startled. This feeling seemed like he had returned to the days of hunting in the deep forest at night.

wrong! What is this atmosphere, and this sense of oppression? ! Why is my heart beating so fast.

"whoosh"

"Who!!" Mu Fan turned his head abruptly. At this moment, he was no longer the silent and low-key young man. At this moment, his back was slightly arched, and his arm bones were slightly creaking.

A figure flashed past in the shadow on the right, if it weren't for Mu Fan's extraordinary sense of facial features, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

Mu Fan clenched his fists tightly, and his body was depressed even lower, as if a wild wolf was preparing to kill, another burst of heartbeat came.

what happened? It feels so real, the abnormal beating of the heart when encountering danger in the wild can be clearly fed back into the PO world, but what the fat man said before is not so true.

call! Another shadow flashed past, and Mu Fan suddenly turned his head. He could see night vision, but he still couldn't see the end of the surrounding area and couldn't see the appearance of that shadow. He could feel that shadow consciously stuck in his field of vision. blind spot.

There was no one there anymore, and suddenly Mu Fan's pupils shrank instantly, his body shortened, his neck tilted slightly, and then the sound of breaking through the air came from beside his ears, it was an extremely fast sneak attack.

Metal Weapons! Danger!

There was another sound of breaking through the air. When the sound appeared, Mu Fan knew that it was too late to dodge, so he flexed his forearm muscles and stretched out his hand.

Hiss, it hurts. Mu Fan felt that his bones were about to break when the real metal hit his body.

Is this still a virtual world? The rookie training that the fat man said is so difficult?

"Whoosh" Before I could think more, there was a slight abnormal sound in my ear.

Running to the left again, Mu Fan quickly turned around vigilantly.

So insidious! Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the metal short stick coming through the air, Mu Fan became ruthless, and instantly bent down, landed his hands on the ground, his legs collapsed with all his strength, bounced like a cannonball, and punched out hard.

However, Mu Fan seemed to have forgotten that this was in the PO Battle.net, and he was not yet sure about the attenuation of his power in the virtual world, so he watched the short metal stick change direction smoothly in the air, and then shot in the air. Infinite magnification in the field of view.

boom! Mu Fan felt his skull split under that stick, felt his consciousness being knocked apart by that violent stick, and the brain's compulsive fear response in the face of death combined the sense of touch and perception. Frustrated by blows, the powerlessness of losing control over the body, and the... infinite nostalgia for life.

At this moment, the huge blow in consciousness even surpassed the pain of the skull shattering and brain bursting apart. Is that how he died? ...

Um? Why is the consciousness still there, isn't he the one lying on the ground? I saw a tiny whirlwind suddenly rolled up, involving my "corpse" on the ground, and then the "corpse" was shattered into light spots in the whirlwind and then suddenly reassembled. A burst of suction brought me into the darkness and then into the light.

Is this death? Mu Fan looked down at his unharmed self, touched his head to make sure he was safe, and couldn't help feeling scared.

Fortunately, in the virtual world.

"How does it feel to die?"

When he heard the voice from his back, the calm tone made the hairs on Mu Fan's body stand up, but he didn't turn around, he restrained his subconscious behavior.

"Tsk tsk, it's the first time I have this kind of reaction." There was a hint of mocking praise in that light tone.

Mu Fan turned around after confirming that his body did not feel any danger.

A figure emerged from the darkness, which was darker than the dark night, gradually approaching step by step, but Mu Fan didn't hear the slightest sound, the man's control over his leg muscles was simply outrageous.

The figure in darkness walked to the border of the central light and stopped. Although he was closer, Mu Fan couldn't see his appearance clearly. Dark green eyes.

"Little guy, welcome to the rookie training camp. I'm the instructor here, relax a little rookie." The tone was still that light, and he seemed to be drinking a glass of plain water when he introduced himself.

Huh, Mu Fan almost forgot that this is in the virtual world.

"Hello instructor." Mu Fan has always been respectful towards instructors.

"Um."

PO Battle.net is too realistic, the system characters can even imitate the tone of voice.

"Is this a novice training camp?" Mu Fan always felt that something was wrong.

"Yes"

"You are my fighting instructor?"

"Yes"

"How do i call you?"

The figure of "Fighter" waved his hand boredly.

"Fighter instructor?"

"kindness"

"How should I train next?" Mu Fan let go of his doubts.

"Come again, remember to come online tomorrow." Mu Fan didn't even have time to answer the conversation when he saw the figure swinging his left arm, causing an afterimage, the familiar whistling sound of short sticks accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.

"That's...insidious." Mu Fan blocked the stick with his arm, but the bent arm and sunken ribs made him so painful that he could barely speak.

"Today's training is over, remember to come tomorrow." With a backhand twitch, it was a familiar feeling and that inescapable sense of powerlessness, and Mu Fan once again experienced the feeling of his skull being broken by a blow.

Looking at Mu Fan who disappeared in front of his eyes, this figure seemed to kill a fly casually.

The combat instructor twitched the corner of his mouth under the cloak, and then the dark green pair faded into the darkness, and the faint voice of talking to himself also disappeared in the complete darkness.

"Heh, fighter... interesting..."