Chapter 676 The Real T Instructor

Just a brief hesitation in the answer, Zhou Donglai saw through Ding Hu's concerns.
He took into consideration Ding Hu's feelings and said, "Instructor Ding Hu, I agree with your method. You have integrated the teachings of the sages into your teaching, which has greatly inspired Zheng Feng's independent learning ability. We also appreciate your ability to teach according to the student's aptitude. Arranging a virtual instructor for Zheng Feng does not negate your teaching; you can view it as a new, high-tech teaching method..."
Ding Hu interrupted Zhou Donglai and said, "General, I will fully obey the orders and do my best to do my job well."
He did not want to leave any bad impression in the mind of the former commander of the Cloud Top War Zone.
"Okay. Instructor Dinghu, your new task is to observe Zheng Feng's special training process and observe each link from your own perspective to find directions for improvement to improve training effectiveness, and strive to make Zheng Feng become a top fighter before adulthood. In addition, you need to organize Zheng Feng's training process into a standard teaching material that can be widely promoted."
Things have been settled in this way.
Under the arrangement of the higher-ups, things moved very quickly. The next afternoon, Zheng Feng and Ding Hu took a group of Bean Children out of the classroom and entered the adjacent simulation training cabin. Zheng Feng's exclusive seat had been completely changed.
From the outside, Zheng Feng's dedicated machine looks no different from others, both are egg-shaped, lying flat on the ground.
The intimate passenger layer inside is also exactly the same as the ordinary model, but in fact, its computing power and data transfer capability are more than a hundred times that of the ordinary model, and its nerve connection system with the human body has also been completely revamped, it can be connected to the new version of the duck-filling device on Zheng Feng's body, and then be associated with Zheng Feng.
The cost is roughly equal to the duck-filling artifact on Zheng Feng's body.
Yes, the Minister of Resources is still in a state of collapse.
Zheng Feng, who knows nothing, lay down in it.
The cabin door closed, and then the figure slowly stood up.
Zheng Feng is passively connected to the neural link with ease and familiarity.
Today's lesson is the regular training for armored warriors, and his personal lesson is to master a new advanced technique called the ultra-short range leap slash.
As the name suggests, the meaning of the Ultra-Short Range Blink Slash is a new combat technique that combines short-range blinking with heavy sword slashing.
In the fiercely energized combat area, the danger of blinking is raised to a very high level, and a slight negligence may easily result in death.
But in the appropriate environment, the distance can be compressed to within a range of a hundred meters, and short-range leaps still have some feasibility.
So when elite combatants and high-performance intelligent war devices are in close combat with enemy units, if one side masters this skill, they can set up their posture in advance, pretend to attack the empty space, but when the real blow falls, they suddenly flicker and leap to the other side's back. This move is very unexpected, and if used well, it can win against the strong with the weak.
Of course, the ultra-short-range leap slash requires operators to have high requirements in timing judgment, execution ability, overall prediction of the energy operation of the entire combat armor, and the ability to predict the actions of enemy units.
After all, as long as a super short leap is executed, no matter how good the equipment performance is, it is inevitable that there will be a stiff time.
This is the big move that can be surprisingly effective if used well, but if used poorly, it becomes a waste of effort.
Normally, the super short-range teleportation slash is a super high-level skill that only the peak warrior is qualified to start learning, but since Zheng Feng has completely mastered several combinable tactical movements required to learn this skill, and the average depth of control has reached the S level, Ding Hu decided to let him start learning this ultimate skill ahead of time.
Before this, Ding Hu had already prepared a perfect simulation tutorial for Zheng Feng, so that he could practice step by step in the simulation training cabin.
Although Tiger Brother, with only a B-level combat power, is not skilled himself, his theoretical knowledge is excellent.
Unfortunately, Ding Hu's painstaking work was completely rejected by Zheng Feng's new "virtual instructor."
In a cold and emotionless tone, the female voice informed Ding Hu, "Your decision to let him start exploring the ultra-short-range teleportation slashing technique is good, but your teaching plan is too conservative. Leave the teaching to me with peace of mind."
After settling the other students, Ding Hu rushed to his dedicated aircraft and connected with resentment.
"I just want to see why you, an artificial intelligence virtual instructor, are so arrogant."
This is a vast square as far as the eye can see, and Zheng Feng stands somewhat bewildered.
He is looking around.
The virtual training space is different from what he is used to.
He has been looking for half a day and hasn't seen his training armor.
The square is empty, the floor and the deep blue sky blend into one, creating a seamless expanse of water and sky.
"Zheng Feng."
Another young girl's voice sounded.
Zheng Feng shuddered all over, looking around, but no one was there.
Also don't know who, where to speak.
He first instinctively thought in his heart, "Could it be Ms. Xiao Wei again?!"
Do you still want to live?!
But he immediately calmed down, No, the voice doesn't sound the same, it's not the same person.
"Who are you?"
Zheng Feng asked cautiously to the empty space.
A stream of water slowly surged on the reflective floor in front of him, quickly forming into a humanoid shape.
The water gradually began to take on color, finally transforming into the appearance of a twelve or thirteen year old girl.
This little girl is also charming and lovely, with red lips and white teeth, I can't help but admire her.
"Uh..."
Zheng Feng pondered, purely based on looks, this is not Xiaowei.
"So, are you Xiaowei number two?"
The little girl smiled in an old-fashioned way, "No, my name is t. You can call me...little t, or t sister."
"Oh, t sister, are you my virtual combat skill instructor? Like Xiaowei, born from my subconscious?"
Zheng Feng continued to ask nervously.
The little girl seemed to ponder for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."
"Then why don't you also call yourself Xiao Wei? This is the name of my intelligent assistant and also the name of the subconscious teaching assistant. Since it comes from my subconscious, it should match my personal preferences. I never thought of the letter 't' in my mind."
The girl's face suddenly turned cold, "You talk too much."
"Huh? What?"
"It's nothing, start training immediately!"
The next second, Zheng Feng suddenly flew up, and around him, one component after another materialized, and a simulated armor made up of pure data flow quickly formed around his body.
When Zheng Feng finally came to his senses, he realized that he had already entered the interior of the XuanYuan-3 modified type, which was 27 meters high, streamlined, and had extremely powerful performance.
He shouted, "My training armor is not XuanYuan-3 modified type! It's the low-power type XuanYuan armor!"
No one responded to him.
But the external environment in front of him had begun to change rapidly, eventually turning into a battlefield with the enemy and us facing each other across a divide.
"Your training task is simple, survive in this battle."
“Ah wait…”
When Zheng Feng just saw the enemy's combat unit on the opposite side clearly, he knew that this was already a mission impossible for him.
He had heard Tang Tianxin talk about it. A year ago, on the front line of the Yunding war zone, a new type of medium-sized combat unit appeared on the other side, resembling a black centipede, winding and twisting, about forty meters long, with a total of sixteen pairs of long legs.
These things combine multiple characteristics such as devouring insects, blade roaches, and virtual creatures, with extremely tough body surfaces, a variety of killing methods, and extremely flexible movements.
At that time, in order to deal with nearly 100,000 units of the opponent, as many as a billion warships were dispatched, aggregating billions of combat units of various levels, and almost all high-precision detection equipment within a few dozen light-years nearby was mobilized to assist in positioning. It took nearly two months to completely eliminate these things, and based on their characteristics, a new type of interference force field was produced to greatly reduce their maneuvering speed, gradually making them disappear from the battlefield in the later wars.
Now he is driving the XuanYuan-3 modified, which has only above-average performance in the field of special operations, and it is very obvious that it does not have the help of a new type of interference force field.
He is not familiar with the equipment, not familiar with the enemy, and his abilities are not enough. How could he possibly survive.
It's a pity that he didn't have time for small talk at all. Before he could finish speaking, the dark, long bug in front of him suddenly extended and its mouthparts lunged forward, spewing a cloud of misty energy towards his cockpit.
Zheng Feng, in a panic, tried to control the Xuan Yuan San Gai to escape, but was one step too slow, and the cockpit was hit head-on.
All he heard in his ears were two short sizzling noises, and he smelled a burnt stench, and then lost consciousness in the intense pain.
The multi-layered gravitational shield and the self-defense armor of Xuan Yuan's third modification were pierced, and he inside melted on the spot.
A few seconds later, Zheng Feng woke up, still in the same situation, and the long worm in front pounced again.
Zheng Feng flashes again...
"Ah!"
He began to enter into a recurring nightmare of simulating death and repeatedly screaming in agony.
Even more infuriating, the unsympathetic older sister seems to have increased the intensity of the pain simulation.
The realism is not 99%, but it must be 95%, or Zheng Feng will be tortured and unable to survive.
By the end, he was almost numb.
I thought Xiaowei was already a devil teacher, now he understands, this t-sister is really a case of the student surpassing the master.
As an onlooker, Ding Hu saw Zheng Feng quickly being killed over fifty times in just ten minutes. His eyes were dull and lifeless, lacking the usual vitality, and he was extremely agitated.
"What kind of plane is this! You can't practice like this! Zheng Feng is almost eleven years old now, but according to his actual level, he is still just a child! If he continues to practice like this, it won't be long before he loses his spirit and energy!"
Ding Hu activated the instructor's authority, staring at the emergency stop button in the simulation training with determination, but pressing it several times unfortunately didn't help.
His authority "evaporated."
"Madness! This is completely madness! This will ruin Zheng Feng!" Ding Hu decided to report to his superiors.
Soon, Ding Hu's report reached the hands of the Dean of the First Vanguard Academy.
院长轻飘飘看了一眼，扔到了旁边去，给丁虎回了个“安心执行上级命令，继续完善教材。”
虎哥继续打报告，这次通了天，打到了周东来手里。
Zhou Donglai's approach is no different from that of the college dean.
Ding Hu is in great confusion.
Looking at Zheng Feng, who is still in constant "death", he is inexplicably angry and sad.
How can this be? I know you have high expectations for Zheng Feng, but this is too much to ask. How is this any different from a crime?
At this point, Ding Hu did not know the complete plan of the ancient sages. He really thought that Zheng Feng was just a genius teenager who looked like the ancient sage, and could not view the matter with the philosophical perspective of the chicken and the egg like other people.
Of course, after getting along with Zheng Feng for so long, the relationship between the two is incomparable to others.
Others may think that if Zheng Feng is not a sage, it doesn't matter if the cultivation fails, but Ding Hu doesn't want to admit it.
Ding Hu felt a little reluctant, but also powerless, so he could only turn his sight away and dare not look at Zheng Feng's training situation anymore.
He opened the previous teaching records and prepared to study the traditional "extreme training method."
He began to doubt himself, not knowing whether his opposition was right or wrong. He just wanted to find a reason to convince himself. Perhaps that so-called subconscious t-instructor from Zheng Feng really has some extraordinary skills, or maybe he has seen some potential in Zheng Feng's body that he had never understood before.
When Ding Hu was distracted and multi-tasking, an hour passed unnoticed.
He refocused his attention and looked back at the virtual training ground, and let out a soft exclamation.
The rate of Zheng Feng's casualties slowed down, from an average of once every twenty to thirty seconds at the beginning, to once every five minutes.
He is gradually adapting to the performance of the Xuan Yuan-3 modified armor, and is now able to withstand the attacks of the long worms for several minutes, or a minute or two when dealing with multiple long worms.
This is reasonable.
In the past training, Zheng Feng's adaptability to new equipment is generally good. He seems to have no particular preference. As long as it is combat equipment, regardless of type or style, he can find the most suitable control mindset for himself.
But the important thing is that the fire began to reignite in his eyes.
The repeated agony of being killed did not completely crush his will.
Ding Hu quickly reviewed the replay, focusing on Zheng Feng's facial expressions over the past hour.
After a long time, he scratched his head directly.
"No way!"
In the playback of the teaching system, it can be seen that Zheng Feng, after experiencing the initial state of being like a walking corpse, suddenly changed his face and appeared extremely angry after the training continued for half an hour. Then, he started to operate the modification armor of Xuan Yuan-3 by force, relying on intuition without any technical guidance, and quickly adapted to the equipment in the process of making continuous mistakes.
As Ding Hu pondered, he wondered if the pain simulation had been lowered, but when he opened the parameter table, he was startled to find that the pain simulation had reached a staggering 99.999...%, approaching 100% infinitely!
"This... this is unreasonable!"
Amidst Ding Hu's grumbling, Zheng Feng's XuanYuan-3 once again completed a parabolic high-speed maneuver, avoiding a long worm ambush, and refreshing his own survival time, exceeding ten minutes!
Ding Hu naturally recognized this set of movements, which he taught.
But just recently, Zheng Feng had just passed the S-level certification for parabolic maneuvers, but with just this move, the evaluation from the system reached the peak of S-level.
This means that with just this one move, the student already possesses the level of a peak warrior.
At the same time, a detailed mission description finally popped up in front of Dinghu's teaching system.
"This is a live simulation! This is the first battle replay of the human army's first encounter with this long worm. Huh, at that time, the fighting power was completely wiped out by our soldiers! What is the instructor trying to do? Could it be..."
Dinghu was completely speechless.