Chapter 169 Everyone, the King's War Is About to Begin

The tide of corpses surged.

The war rages on.

The meat grinder of war is turning, and bloody and cruel scenes are staged again and again.

[Second Zombie Tide Special Training] ---Failed.

[The Third Zombie Tide Special Training] ---Failed.

[The Fourth Zombie Tide Special Training] ---Failed.

The special training of the 100,000 corpse tide became more and more difficult each time.

Every time the soldiers die, they will appear in the white rooms and be given technical guidance by the instructor Long Er who was generated in advance.

Changed! !

People's eyes gradually changed.

The eyes of the soldiers gradually became strong and resolute, and every face was weathered.

Excellent marksmanship.

Tactical interludes.

Cooperation is endless.

Between each other, shoulder to shoulder, back to back, entrusting trust to teammates.

finally.

Rehearsal after rehearsal, every step was perfect.

Every order was resolutely executed, and every mistake was quickly made up for.

Not only ordinary warriors, but also the evolvers have gradually figured out stronger fighting methods.

【Congratulations】

[The 21st Zombie Tide Special Training]---successful.

Success! !

The billowing tide of hundreds of thousands of corpses was finally completely wiped out.

People celebrated standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The soldiers were covered in blood and stood in the mud of blood and flesh, crying with joy.

【Wish you all good dreams】

One after another, the figures gradually disappeared into the dream.

The perfect environment reproduced around him gradually began to collapse. A large blurry mosaic appeared on the ground, and the surrounding high-rise buildings also disappeared one by one.

"So tired."

Dr. Ying Shuang appeared in a wheelchair on the rooftop.

Her brain finally relaxed, her mental willpower was liberated, and she no longer needed to support the details of such a huge scene.

at the same time.

Long Er, Su Manman, and the disappeared Jiang Lin also appeared on the top of the rooftop one by one.

The commander-in-chief has special treatment.

In targeted dreams, Yi Mo Nao was engaged in one-on-one duels with the commanders, and even occasionally simulated Yang Feng as the final boss.

"It took so much effort."

"It's not just as simple as training soldiers, right?"

Yang Feng put his palm on the handle of the wheelchair and asked calmly.

Dr. Yingshuang adjusted his glasses.

"certainly."

"This is just a little experiment on my part."

"With my current ability, I can only barely simulate a hundred thousand level zombie tide. Plus, it's still very difficult to pull more than five hundred people into a dream at the same time."

Ying Shuang explained with a smile.

Super quantum computer.

Yingshuang's brain can simulate binary calculations, like a supercomputer, and build a real 3D physics engine.

This experiment will accumulate a huge amount of experience, optimize the supercomputer algorithm, and prepare for the next iteration.

"Can the consciousness of those soldiers bear it?"

Yang Feng looked at the people gradually disappearing in the trenches. The special training in the dream lasted for a full month.

"Peace of mind."

"Human consciousness is not that fragile."

"The time of dreams is different from reality. The human brain's conscious thinking is much more receptive than you think."

Dr. Yingshuang stood up and stretched.

once.

Yang Feng is trapped in Dr. Ying Shuang's dream.

A dream lasted hundreds of years, experiencing all the prosperity and enjoyment in the world, but in reality it only lasted a few days.

In the dream of the special training of a hundred thousand zombies, the speed of time is not that exaggerated.

A month in the dream world is a day in the real world. Coupled with all the real and bloody details, it barely reaches the limit acceptable to ordinary people.

"Last question."

"When will the blood disaster come??"

Yang Feng lowered his voice and finally asked Dr. Ying Shuang.

Blood disaster.

That's the biggest concern.

For now... Yang Feng's strength is invincible, and he can easily kill even the most twisted mutants.

but.

This is only for regular enemies.

"Old order."

Ying Shuang's eyes became solemn and sharp.

They are unconventional enemies.

They are the gods of old times.

They were the former rulers of Blue Star.

In Blue Star's 4.6 billion years of life, could it be that only one intelligent race, humans, was born? ?

The human race... is just a flash in the pan, existing for 200,000 years.

200,000 years.

For Blue Star, this is just a blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, humans appeared.

In the blink of an eye, humans disappeared.

If we blink again, all traces of human existence will probably be erased in a million years.

"You grow up too fast."

"The existences in the alien rift also feel the crisis."

"The blood disaster is coming soon."

Dr. Ying Shuang turned around, looked directly at Yang Feng, and asked deeply: "Are you ready?"

Prepare?

"Hahaha!!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Yang Feng suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

Yes! !

Yang Feng has been preparing! !

Yang Feng had been preparing for this day for so long! !

A series of killings.

Evolution and transformation again and again.

Everything is a preparation to fight against the old order.

"Dr. Yingshuang."

"Did you feel it?"

"Jiu Xu is starting to get scared."

"My growth rate and the strength I have shown have made them start to be afraid."

Yang Feng stopped laughing wildly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was full of expectation and excitement.

"The tyrant of the No. 9 gathering place."

"I'll wait for your triumphant return."

Dr. Ying Shuang also laughed, and a white mist dissipated. The dream world completely collapsed, and everyone finally returned to reality.

Reality.

The soldiers lay on the muddy and fragrant ground, and opened their eyes one after another.

Changed.

Every soldier has been through many hardships.

Every soldier is ruthless.

Every soldier has experienced hundreds of battles.

"Leader."

"Leader."

Countless soldiers knelt on one knee, kneeling in front of Yang Feng.

Loyalty.

Ideological stamp.

Not only have these soldiers greatly enhanced their strength, but they have also imprinted their thoughts in their dreams, and absolutely obeyed Yang Feng's orders.

"Very good."

"You have all become real warriors."

Yang Feng nodded, feeling very satisfied with the effect of the dream training.

"Next."

"Everyone, do one thing."

Yang Feng stood in the middle of the crowd, stretched out a finger, and his eyes became more crazy and cruel.

"Go to die!!"

"The blood disaster is coming."

"All of you may die in this disaster."

Yang Feng's words seemed to carry a hint of blood.

Go to die! !

The tyrant actually asked all the warriors to go to the blood disaster to die? ?

"Your death will be remembered."

"This will be a war beyond human cognition."

"We will declare war on the king of the old era!!"

Yang Feng's voice covered every corner, and all the warriors heard it clearly.

Tyrant.

Yang Feng's purpose of training each of them is very simple.

Cannon fodder.

Everyone is cannon fodder.

Everyone is the cornerstone under the steps.

Yang Feng will step on the steps, step by step towards the king of the old era, and then kill him on the throne.

"Everyone."

"The King's War is about to begin."