Chapter 654 What's Next?

Lv Xubo and Yang Fan came to the campus playground building slowly.

From a distance, they saw various banners.

"In the prime of life, with lofty ambitions, it is an honor to join the army"

"I wish to send my heart to China and give my years to the mountains and rivers"

"Refine your youth and join the army"

The atmosphere was full, and if it weren't for Lv Xubo's special situation, he would have been a little moved.

Which man doesn't have some "military fantasies"? But only a few people put them into action.

As for him, he felt that he didn't have much talent in learning, but he could hold on to it and move forward step by step.

To be precise, because he had seen people with shining talents, he was more willing to be down-to-earth.

When he came to the registration office, Yang Fan took out the prepared information and filled out the forms one by one. He had signed up online early.

As for Lv Xubo, he was just looking at it. Recruiting is not like shopping in a mall. Anyone can join.

So he knew very well that he would focus on emotional value today, and he would not be able to accompany Yang Fan for long, as Yang Fan would go in for physical examination soon.

To some extent, he admired Yang Fan very much, because he was the only one among the people he knew who chose this path.

"Brother Xu, I'm going in!"

Lu Xubo waved his hand: "Don't be nervous."

Yang Fan nodded firmly, and then walked in with his hands and feet.

The sun was a bit dazzling, and Lu Xubo found a cool place at the foot of the wall where no one was, and took out the small dictionary in his pocket to memorize words.

But he saw a sign next to it: "Information Warfare Experience Center."

There were some shouting sounds from inside.

"Fuck! What the hell is this!"

Lu Xubo looked inside curiously, but there were several computers placed side by side, and a student was dancing in front of the screen, but it didn't seem to be playing games.

The student was wearing a very ugly glove, which seemed to be based on labor protection gloves, and was connected with various circuits and round patches. As a "student bully" majoring in mechanical automation, Lu Xubo recognized that it should be a sensor.

Since the screen was facing away from him, he didn't know what these people were doing.

A gentle young man wearing glasses saw his curiosity and took the initiative to come over and said, "Do you want to experience it?"

Lu Xubo scratched his head: "What is this? Is it for conscription?"

The young man said, "Not really, I personally tried something, and took advantage of the conscription day of Shanghai Polytechnic to collect feedback."

As he was talking, the boy wearing gloves seemed to have finished the experience, took off his gloves angrily, and left without looking back.

"What a broken game."

The young man touched his nose and wanted to say that this was not a game.

He said to Lu Xubo, "You can come and experience it, I want to find more people to try it."

Lu Xubo was not interested in any experience or game, but he was very curious about the gloves with sensors attached.

Under the guidance of the young man, Lu Xubo put on the gloves.

Then he knew what the student was doing just now.

On the screen, there was a six-legged pixel spider-like thing, a bit similar to the arcade "Bee" that I played when I was a child.

Obstacles would "fall" from above, and what he needed to do was to control the little spider to dodge and attack.

The only difference was that there was no mouse or keyboard, and all commands were operated by two gloves.

There was a table on the table, which introduced what commands different gestures represented, and it looked quite complicated at first glance.

The picture could no longer be described as lame, because there was no lame at all, and the six legs of the little spider were not the same thickness, and it felt like it had a tumor.

Lu Xubo stared at the "command table" on the table for a while and said, "Then what?"

The young man said, "Clap your hands, and it will be considered as a start."

Lu Xubo clapped his hands, and sure enough, the screen started again.

At first, there were only one or two obstacles, and Lu Xubo dodged them easily.

It was a bit novel to operate with gesture commands, but the picture was too lame, and he didn't have any "game" feeling, just felt that it was a bit of a waste of time.

Then there were more and more obstacles, and the screen was full of rain.

Lu Xubo still dodged them easily.

The young man next to him had his eyes wide open, watching the little spider fly flexibly.

Looking at Lv Xubo again, he seemed to have no feeling except that his hands moved very quickly.

This was obviously his first time!

In the end, it seemed that the difficulty reached the maximum, or the program was not written any further, and the screen froze directly.

The game was over.

Lv Xubo turned around: "Then what?"

The young man: "Ah? Wait, what's your major?"

"Mechanical automation."

"How often do you use your hands?"

Lv Xubo frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I mean your hands are very flexible, so, can you help me try this?"

He immediately changed a set of programs on the computer.

The second set of things was the original program he made at the beginning, but because it was too difficult, he made the temporary downgraded version just now.

On the screen, it was no longer a one-dimensional space, but a 2D top-down perspective, and the space was much larger, with eight small spiders in it.

The young man also added a few gesture instructions to him, telling him how to switch between different small spiders and form a team.

The content of the game is that there are "bombs falling" from the sky, and Lv Xubo's job is still to dodge.

Lü Xubo got familiar with the new gesture commands and vaguely felt that this thing seemed to have rules. At least the designer should have considered the habituality and continuity of gestures.

But this game is still boring.

He controlled eight small spiders, dodging on the screen, and the shells became more and more.

So boring.

How to leave here? Pretend to have hand cramps? Or commit suicide to end the game?

The young man next to him widened his eyes.

The eight small spiders still dodged all the "bombs" in an orderly manner.

After the initial high-speed operation, Lü Xubo's frequency obviously slowed down, because he subconsciously reduced a lot of invalid operations, and his brain processed "crisis" and "commands" separately, and only performed effective operations.

The young man kept switching his eyes between Lü Xubo and the screen: "Classmate, do you often play games? Real-time strategy?"

Lü Xubo could even control and reply: "I never play games."

Besides, this has nothing to do with games. What kind of games need to be played with gloves?

"Then didn't you feel that you were very flexible before? You have this talent!"

Lv Xubo thought that he was praised when he was repairing the car, but what era is flexible hands a talent

In the past, he was able to calm down the scene in Qinghe County. It was also related to his good fighting skills. His eyes were sharp and his reaction was fast.

Even if he was beaten by several people, he could make calm judgments. He was rarely hit, but he could hit others frequently.

In a person's life, there are very few people who can discover their talents, and even fewer people who have the opportunity to use their talents.

Even Zhou Rui only knew that Lu Xubo's eyesight has always been very good and he is not nearsighted. He is very "smart" in fighting, that's all.

But at this moment, in this extremely special scene

The difficulty has reached the top again, and Lu Xubo turned his head to look at him: "Then what? Is this over? I'm leaving first"

The young man came back to his senses after a long while: "Wait! Classmate, you must help me try this!"

He started to operate by himself.

Lu Xubo sighed and felt that he had wasted a lot of time memorizing words.

The man was already excited and put the five computer screens together to form a semicircular arc.

During the debugging, many students gathered in the room, but the young man could no longer care.

As if to stabilize Lu Xubo who was obviously not interested, he took the initiative to introduce himself: "My name is Feng Yang, and I am indeed in the army. Classmate, please help me again, this is very important!"

Five machines were running the program to dodge shells at the same time. There were a total of 40 little spiders, but they were operated with the same pair of gloves.

Five minutes later, amid everyone's exclamations, Lu Xubo turned around and said, "Then what?"

Feng Yang: What the hell?

This is a natural "intelligent commander"!