Mental disturbance
Rao hesitated for a moment, but he still raised his hand and held Dong Zheng's fist in time. Cui Zuojing immediately closed his eyes and didn't look at Dong Zheng's eyes, thinking that he could avoid being interfered by the other party.
Taking advantage of Cui Zuojing's lack of vision, Dong Zheng raised his leg to kick, but the young man seemed to have anticipated what he was going to do, raised his knee to block it, and threw a fist at Dong Zheng's cheek.
Dong Zheng suddenly leaned back and ducked. He held his breath and stared at the boy with his eyes closed. The core scene loomed in his mind.
The towering firewall stands forever, isolating the inner core from the crisis-ridden outside world.
Not only him, but everyone's spirit can be like this.
People with strong mental strength who can better resist hallucinations will have a stronger firewall, but they can't see it.
When attacking with data with excessive traffic, the firewall may be breached due to overloaded node traffic.
A set of meaningless huge data streams ran through the information highway, along the port, through the invisible network formed by Dong Zheng's thinking, towards the spiritual core belonging to Cui Zuojing, and hit the firewall hard.
Cui Zuojing's head fainted again.
But he did not panic. He had experienced so many unexpected emergencies in the box, and the young man had long been calm. At this time, he was more puzzled and wondered how Dong Zheng had improved so quickly in terms of ability. surprise.
Isn't it through eye contact
In the constant dizziness, Cui Zuojing opened his eyes and faced Dong Zheng's serious and quiet black eyes. In those eyes, he could not see any clues to the use of his abilities.
The window of the room slowly rotated to the roof, and everything seemed to have faded into black and white. The silhouettes of Dong Linhai and Allen in Cui Zuojing's peripheral vision were twisted into slender waves. Only Dong Zheng in front of him was completely normal.
Cui Zuojing frowned, and lost the desire to continue testing, turned his fist into a palm, suddenly grabbed Dong Zheng's wrist, gave a low voice, and threw the man out!
Dong Zheng only felt a huge force, which made him fly out before he even had time to react, and fell to the ground.
He put his hands behind his back in embarrassment to prevent himself from falling down on his back.
Cui Zuojing's vision suddenly returned to normal.
"You used your power on me?"
The teenager rubbed his eyes, walked to Dong Zheng, and stretched out his hand. Dong Zheng is a little weak now, he can feel it.
"Yeah." Dong Zheng put his hand in the palm of the boy's palm and used his strength to get up, "I've always had this idea before, but it's the first time I've used it on a human. Is there anything I'm not comfortable with?"
"The co-author treats me as a guinea pig." Cui Zuojing complained, "I don't feel any discomfort now, but it was really uncomfortable just now."
"Can you tell me in detail?" Cui Zuojing was his first experimental sample, and it was used in actual combat. Naturally, it was impossible for Dong Zheng to ignore the feedback from the teenager.
"I was dizzy at first. I thought it was working through eye contact, so I closed my eyes, but I didn't expect to feel dizzy. When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was a distorted picture."
Dong Zheng nodded thoughtfully and said, "I used the data in my own kernel to attack your firewall. Your mental strength is relatively strong, otherwise it would be more than dizzy."
"Of course, although I'm not a brain developer in the spiritual department, I have added a lot to the spiritual direction." Cui Zuojing saw Linhai Alan Lin Hangzhi who was beside him with a confused look, and said, "Wait for more. Let’s talk about it when it’s empty, let’s train now.”
Lin Hangzhi rested for more than an hour. With Victor's purification, he did not suffer from backache and leg pain after excessive exercise. He recovered a little, and was pulled up by Cui Zuojing and had a fight.
Of course, this, like the previous ones, was more like a one-sided beating.
After defeating all four people in a row, Cui Zuojing didn't even sweat. For him, this was not even a warm-up.
Everyone's food made him feel no sense of accomplishment. In the fight just now, he just touched the situation of several people, so that he could teach differently.
It seems that the task is quite arduous. As far as Dong Linhai has a little foundation, Allen and Lin Hangzhi are completely joking, blinding such a tall man.
It was Dong Zheng who gave him an unexpected surprise, but in terms of physical skills, the three of them... each had their own merits.
The training of fighting skills continued until dinner time. Everyone was beaten by Cui Zuojing many times, and they sat at the dining table and moved their arms while grinning.
This is the first day of training.
Cui Zuojing... Cui Zuojing is very happy, after all, there are so many people serving him as human flesh sandbags, one is not enough to beat two, two is not enough to beat three.
Except for Dong Zheng, who shared his injuries with a blood pact, he didn't do anything heavy, and the rest were repaired severely, especially Dong Linhai. To be honest, Cui Zuojing has not forgotten the revenge that Dong Linhai forced him to sign a blood contract with Dong Zheng. Although he is very satisfied with everyone in the team now, he also feels that he is not sure that they will succeed in revenge, but it is two different things. .
Therefore, Dong Linhai was used by him to avenge his personal revenge under the guise of training, and he repaired it extremely badly. Fortunately, the young man was rough-skinned and durable. After experiencing the doll's house, he didn't have so many bullshit and bullshit, and he all suffered silently. I only scolded me when I was in a hurry.
After dinner, Cui Zuojing still hasn't forgotten the result of this morning's 10,000-meter long run, and said to everyone who was paralyzed on the sofa and chair: "By the way, who was the last to come back this morning? Was it Hangzhi? "
Lin Hangzhi immediately raised his head vigilantly, alarm bells in his heart, swallowed, and said weakly, "Yes, it's me."
"Since it's been agreed that there will be punishment, then we have to count." Cui Zuojing shouted upstairs with a smile, "Fu Zhe, are you ready!"
"Okay." Fu Zhe came out of a room upstairs, stood in the corridor and nodded to Lin Hangzhi, "Come up."
Lin Hangzhi: ? ! ? ! ? !
What is this for
He hesitated, watching Cui Zuojing stand up slowly, with eyes full of "please tell me what it is and give me a good time".
Cui Zuojing smiled and said, "The punishment was arranged by Fu Zhe. It's useless to ask me. You'll know when you go."
Lin Hangzhi took a deep breath, stopped dawdling, and squeaked up in a low voice.
Watching Lin Hang go upstairs, everyone felt the tragic feeling of the five heroes of Langya Mountain for some reason. Cui Zuojing stretched and was a little tired.
Bringing apprentices is a little harder than he imagined...
But fortunately, the rest is not his work, and he can take a break.
Victor jumped on the coffee table, sat down gracefully, and said, "Have read all the materials posted yesterday. Just now, while we are resting, let's take a test."
Cui Zuojing hugged the pillow, sat beside Dong Zheng and watched, watching him write the answer according to Victor's question. The man's handwriting is very beautiful. He discovered this when he just came out of Hameln and saw his notes. Compared with Dong Linhai and Alan's chicken paw scratching answer sheet, it is even more pleasing to the eye.
Allen's word difference is entirely because he is not a Chinese. This young man from the United States has been in Beijing for four years. He has no accent in Mandarin, and it is already very good. The poor handwriting is excusable. Victor, who has lived in the Northeast for nearly ten years, still has a Russian accent.
The inspection of the knowledge reserve did not disappoint Cui Zuojing. Everyone answered very well, especially Dong Linhai. It can be seen that he really knows a lot about SCP and Cthulhu.
"Then today's training is almost here. Before the day after tomorrow, read the next 100 SCPs and read Nordic mythology. Everyone has worked hard. Let's take a bath and rest."
With Victor's permission, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back to their rooms. When passing the room where Lin Hangzhi and Fu Zhe entered, Dong Zheng heard faint screams.
Dong Zheng:
Cui Zuojing smiled and said, "Are you curious? If you are curious, don't run so fast tomorrow, you can experience it."
Dong Zheng: "...Still not."
Cui Zuojing temporarily went back to the prisoner's space to rest for a while, and when he came out again, Dong Zheng just finished taking a shower, wiping his hair and sitting beside the bed to read the documents.
Cui Zuojing looked carefully, only to find that Dong Zheng had been staying on this page all the time, and the screen was gradually pressed down because there was no operation for a long time.
Cui Zuojing raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
"Huh?" Dong Zheng regained his senses, looked up at him, and said in silence, "I'm thinking about Agatha."
finally come. This is the first time that Dong Zheng has spoken about his feelings since the Doll's House was cleared. Cui Zuojing still remembers that when he was discussing the division of labor with Fu Zhe, he took the initiative to leave Dong Zheng's enlightenment work, and said: " Haven't forgotten that box yet?"
"It's hard to forget." Dong Zheng shook his head, "Because of physical defects, family background, appearance, personality, and even accent, it is not uncommon to suffer violence or cold violence everywhere. Whether it is Wenbaoshan or Agatha, in There are many things in real life, and stories that actually happen in reality are more likely to arouse people's empathy, and the queen seems to know this, and is using people's empathy to make her nourishment."
Cui Zuojing thought for a while and said, "This is just one point, in my opinion, there is another reason why the box script is like that.
"I told you before that all the box scripts are judged and adjusted in real time by Kether. It is a supercomputer, and the machine has no emotions. The story that it puts together cannot really move people's hearts."
Dong Zheng: "So it uses stories in the real world? But how can it know what's happening in reality?"
Cui Zuojing smiled: "I don't know about this, but I prefer that these are extracted from the memory of the pilgrims. Pilgrims who die in the box will become prisoners or NPCs. In order to become a monster again, there are too many channels for Kether to intervene."
Dong Zheng murmured thoughtfully: "The person who understands the human heart the most is always the person himself."
Cui Zuojing patted him on the shoulder: "Since you know that everything is the queen's conspiracy, then don't get too deep into the drama, you know, whether I, Fu Zhe and Victor can get rid of the status quo, but it is entirely up to you. "
"Well." Dong Zheng opened the tablet screen and said, "Be patient and give me some time, we won't let you down."
"By the way, tell me more about your abilities. Your interference mechanism is completely different from Fu Zhe's, which is a bit interesting."
The training went on like this for half a month.
Fu Zhe arranged a comprehensive training plan for everyone, including physical fitness, fighting skills, knowledge reserve, logical thinking, shooting, and intelligence gathering.
As in many novels, good things such as players entering the alien world and turning into sharpshooters will of course not happen. In the pure white world, except for the five aspects that can be added, all other skills need constant practice to master. At first, Cui Zuojing taught them a relatively easy-to-use rifle, and after they had learned the basics, they used a more portable pistol.
Rao is like this, when Lin Hangzhi used the pistol on the first day, he still couldn't find where to load it. The doctor was miserable in terms of physical fitness and combat training for many days. His hands that were used to holding scalpels seemed to be more accustomed to it. To save people, not to kill.
But this morning's physical training, there was a little accident.
Usually, Dong Linhai, who arrived first, disappeared. After Allen, Dong Zheng, and even Lin Hangzhi returned, Linhai hadn't arrived yet.
"It can't be something happened on the road." Allen said.
Cui Zuojing was also a little puzzled. It had already been an hour and a half. Even if there were two 10,000 meters, Dong Linhai should have finished running at this time.
After a while, the castle door was finally pushed open again.
But Dong Linhai wasn't the only one who came in. The girl with flaxen curly hair followed behind him reservedly. Seeing the scene inside the castle, her eyes widened in surprise.