Resurrection Empire

This is a visual feast of first-class mecha fighters.

Wen Lei had never imagined that someone could interpret the frightening battle at every step as if it were art.

He never thought that there are really first-level fighters in the world that can leapfrog the second-level balanced market beasts.

He once thought Sidmeier's story was a legend.

Now the legend is playing out before his eyes.

He stared hard, not daring to blink the whole time.

The heavy task of data is not enough to strengthen the Screaming Wolf, and it is a dead end.

However, he takes the brain response index as high as 53.9 as the leader, driving 22.4 kilowatts of carrying power and 27.4 physical fitness index, showing a natural skill in actual combat.

Responsibilities do not fight hard, but wander endlessly.

Every time he strikes his sword like a dragonfly, he doesn't pursue the defense that can break it.

As long as the Howling Wolf has the momentum to counterattack swiftly, the heavy burden will immediately withdraw.

Every time I was heavy, I escaped very dangerously, as if I was going to pounce on the street in the next second.

But the strange thing is that no matter how dangerous the scene looks, the Howling Wolf just can't touch him.

The crowd onlookers saw their scalp numb and felt extremely distorted.

It seems that the higher level is not to strengthen the Howling Wolf, but a heavy task.

It seems that he should have been a master of at least level three, deliberately lowering the output power and playing cats and mice.

As early as when Ren Zhong swung his sword for the first time, he had self-taught and set a strategy centered on Master Yu Chenghui's two-handed swordsmanship.

Although he had only watched that short video and his memory was vague, it did not prevent him from grasping the charm of the perfect combination of the inertia of the weapon and the human body, and realizing it to the machine relying on the exoskeleton. A fight on.

When he used this swordsmanship to fight the wounded giant rat with crystal armor, he just took the first step.

Since then, in every fight, he has been constantly experimenting with his skills and summing up himself.

Until the last night of his previous life, he snatched a Level 4 watch from Bei Lihui and started the Level 2 virtual reality training of **** difficulty, where he spent eight hours in it.

Taking advantage of the combat experience that has no risk of death and is infinitely close to the real texture, every action he will figure out will be repeatedly tested on various second-level market beasts.

Deduction, verification, improvement, verification, continuous improvement...

Only eight hours of virtual reality training on Hell difficulty brought him a wealth of practical experience that ordinary scavengers can experience at least a year.

It just so happened that in the hell-level second-level virtual reality, the opponent he encountered most often was really this Enhanced Howling Wolf.

His familiarity with the Howling Wolf is even far better than that of old friends such as Blade-Blade Mantle and Crystal Wingfly.

He is familiar with the temperament of the Howling Wolf, and knows the opponent's attack method better.

The opponent only has its hair up, and the heavy responsibility can figure out whether it will attack its neck with its claws or its fangs based on the position of its hair and its small posture.

When its neck is pressed down to an angle, it is about to use its unique trick to frighten the screaming.

Ren Zhong predicted everything about it, and then displayed the skills he had worked hard in virtual reality.

The flexible metal transmission chain installed by Ju Qingmeng is enough to support the various complex movements he used that exceed the scientific performance of ordinary first-class exoskeleton materials, resulting in the picture at this time.

Finally, the Howling Wolf jumped three meters back, lowered his head, opened his huge mouth openly, and his head suddenly raised.

It's going to zoom in.

Bang bang bang bang...

Eight successive violent explosions blasted in its throat.

It's dead, dead dead...

In short, the Howling Wolf had fallen blood mold for eight lifetimes, and died of old age.

The throat exploded.

It was killed by eight thumb grenades, a four-round double salvo from two short-range cannons on both shoulders of Ren Zhong.

The time went back to two seconds ago, when the Howling Wolf was tired of the needless fighting and pressed himself to accumulate energy in the body to prepare for the moment of amplifying the move, he was responsible for activating the cannon in advance and completing an instant eight burst.

Its head hadn't been fully raised, it was only halfway up, and it just caught the eight grenades flying side by side, which can be described as accurate feeding.

Seeing that the Howling Wolf stopped struggling, the responsibility was slightly slowed for a few seconds, and he sighed.

He played very well tonight.

He rarely turned on the amplifier, and did not hang up with the preset program. He only relied on on-the-spot response and regular output power to complete the higher order suppression.

This is a very good start.

The road of Sidmeier, I walked more smoothly.

Ren Zhong patted his palms and waved to the dumbfounded migrant workers, "Come here to disassemble the chip. It's not early, so I have to go back quickly."

When Chen Hanyu started to be busy, Ou Youning, this silly guy, had already rushed forward and grabbed Ren's big legs.

"Brother Ren, you are too cowhide! It's unreasonable! The legendary Sidmeier doesn't even deserve to give you shoes!"

Ren Zhong blushed and waved his hands again and again, "Passed, blown. There are many things in my tactical thinking that come from Sidmeier's experience. He is a senior with real skills."

Ou Youning shook his head fiercely, "I don't know him. Anyway, I feel like I am like the male protagonist in the story. Brother Ren, you are my plug-in grandfather, come and fly me!"

Responsibility: "..."

Give you a face?

Ru Hexiu, forced to play?

Do you know that you were the first to stabbed me?

You exposed your father to the wilderness, does your grandfather know?

He really wouldn't jump out of the grave and smash your brain?

Others were embarrassed and covered their faces. Even Chen Hanyu who was disassembling the chip trembles subconsciously, almost unable to produce the perfect product.

At about 8:20, the team returned to the town and sold the goods at Xinghuo Resources.

The final total input is as high as 114 points. After deducting 20 points for the cost of two temperature-absorbing booby traps, and deducting 7 points for other odds and ends, today's net profit is 87 points.

Ren Zhong alone took 60, leaving 27 others to share.

This is reasonable.

He seemed to have taken a lot, but in fact he suffered.

That night, Ren Zhong didn't go to the concentrated sleeping pod anymore, instead he chose to work overtime for himself, and then changed to a Lei car to go straight to Shuya Mountain, and had to make up for the losses he suffered during the day on Shuya Mountain. The **** wind and blood that blew the ground three feet later came again after a day.

The difficulty of Zheng Tian's team was a breathtaking experience for the time being.

In the days that followed, the heavy responsibility became a day and night journey, rushing violently on the road to becoming stronger.

In the evening, continue to harvest the beasts in the memory, making the neighbors in Starfire Town feel painful.

During the day, he insisted on speculating on cheap short-term stocks, making waves in the stock market. At the same time, the trucks of Zheng Tian's team went out hunting. In the morning, they felt at ease. In the afternoon, they practiced with battle.

Sometimes he has to clear the stock in the afternoon, and he has to greet others half an hour in advance to let everyone relax. Then he will blatantly paddle until when, unless the sky falls, don't disturb him.

The stock market is risky, and you need to be cautious when entering the market.

Don't oversleep, or see you on the rooftop.

The situation this time is very different from the last time.

Ren Zhong became the route planner of Zheng Tian's team.

The behind-the-scenes man who digs the pit and does not bury it personally ends up, and the planned route avoids the abandoned mining area that he has cleaned up in advance.

The Good Friday of Zheng Tian's team finally ended.

Of course, in order to prevent the team's income from being too high and growing too fast, heavy responsibilities did not teach others to use tricks to pick up the second and third-level market beasts.

Only occasionally when he met his favorite second-level opponents, did he personally leave the field to teach others on-site, and practice moves by the way.

He controlled the team's income, which was only slightly higher than in the past, but it was not too high and it was affordable.

Because he didn't work hard, he also rejected Zheng Tian's method of skewed distribution of income, and only took a little bit more, but not too much.

Thanks to the heavy workload, and Zheng Tian's team did not have a thunder car this time, and did not show a tendency to take off.

After Zheng Tian completed Bei Lihui's demanding requirements, for several days, the other party did not come to make trouble again, let alone fight the autumn wind, because it was not worth it.

Time went unknowingly until the evening of the thirteenth day, and things changed qualitatively.

...

"You are already a standard second-level mecha fighter."

In the talent test room of the Arms Mall, Ju Qingmeng looked at the cabinet and said: "Your brain-computer synchronization rate has reached an outrageous 29.99%."

"Why add the heinous prefix?"

Ju Qingmeng: "Because you are really a monster! How can there be such an increase in the brain-computer synchronization rate! When most people first reach the second level, they basically do not exceed 20%, and then it will gradually increase during the second to third level. . You are absolutely perverted!"

Now everyone gets close, and Ju Qingmeng speaks a lot more casually.

Responsible coughing lightly, "Okay, okay, what about my other parameters?"

"The bioelectricity carrying power is 50.17 kilowatts. The brain response index is 55.29. The physical fitness index is 51.35."

The burden of obsessive-compulsive disorder has been satisfied.

He exhaled comfortably, "The other two indexes can be regarded as catching up. My shortcomings have been made up, and I will be a perfect equilateral triangle fighter in the future."

He thought to himself that last time, his carrying power on the fifteenth night was only 46.9.

With the sponsorship of my grandson this time, I feel better, and the progress is very obvious. It is gratifying.

Ju Qingmeng: "An equilateral triangle warrior? What do you mean?"

"It's okay."

"But I don’t think you should be happy too early. Your brain response index was abnormally high before. That was your talent. But now that you have exhausted your talent, the brain response index is beginning to become mediocre. So it’s not your short. The board was filled, but the long board was caught up."

Ren Zhong looked at Ju Qingmeng silently, not knowing what to say.

I can't tell her that one day in the future, maybe I will have a brain response index, and the other indexes will lie flat on the spot?

Thinking of this, he imagined a picture.

One day, he was resurrected.

The brain response index is as high as 10,000 points.

Bioelectricity carrying power is 1 kilowatt.

Physical Fitness Index 5.

The equilateral triangle warrior is transformed into a line of sky warrior.

That's so touching, my brain will cry!

One **** drags three holes, who can stand it.

Ju Qingmeng: "What's the matter with the dumbfounding expression on your face?"

"Ah, nothing, nothing. Think of things that were happy before."

Ju Qingmeng came up, took the patches from him one by one, and asked: "What are you going to do tomorrow? Do you still act with Zheng Tian and others? If you remember correctly, the professional team will lead the team tomorrow. Bone Valley concentrates on hunting. The professional teams in the town are not friendly people. Your actions these days have attracted their attention. You'd better be careful."

Ren nodded, "Yes, thanks."

A blush appeared on Ju Qingmeng's face, "No thanks. I'm just afraid it will get you into trouble."

Ren Zhong smiled and asked, "If you don't mess up, I won't go to trouble with your opponent? Since the hostile relationship is decided from the beginning, then naturally there is no need to be frightened."

"That's true. But with your growth rate, you might be fearless when these gossips spread to Chongyi County."

"Haha, I hope so."

Although the responsibilities have been restrained, his addition has greatly enhanced the strength of Zheng Tian's team.

From the eighth day to the present, the small harvest for five consecutive days has not been hidden from Lin Wang.

As early as the tenth day, when everyone appeared in the parking lot, they had always gotten out with their necks. Lin Wang, who didn't care about anyone, turned his head and glanced at the cargo truck. His eyes fell on Ren Zhong, which was very meaningful. .

According to the normal rhythm, at most a few more days, Bei Lihui, a good dog, would have to come to the door to interrogate the arduous background in person.

But just yesterday, when Bei Lihui and Lin Wang came to the mall to buy supplies, they happened to have a heavy burden to ask Ju Qingmeng to change the equipment.

Knowing Ren Zhong's recent concerns, Ju Qingmeng made a decision immediately, and held his arms in public affectionately, and talked with him intimately.

At first, Ren Zhong didn't understand what was going on, and he was still flustered, but seeing Bei Lihui and Lin Wang walking past with shock, they understood Ju Qingmeng's intentions.

Ju Qingmeng is not an ordinary person.

Her intimacy is a talisman.

"Tomorrow I will act with them and go to the Valley of Bones."

"Do you need this money?"

"It's not for that little income, but I want to step on the land in the Valley of Bones and get familiar with the situation."

Ju Qingmeng asked nervously, "Are you planning to break in alone in the future?"

Ren Zhong laughed, "Who knows what's going on in the future? People, always have to never stop challenging themselves to reach the height of no regrets in this life, right?"

Ju Qingmeng narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are right, but I hope you don't die. I'm still waiting for you to save me."

"Relax, I will never die."

"Well, I'll start to change your equipment now. Since you don't want to wear a second-level exoskeleton for the time being, I will change the first-level to a special armor that does not lose the second-level."

"Thank you."

At nine forty in the night, I put on my armor again and walked out of the Arms Mall~www.NovelMTL.com~, tightly tightening the double blades on his back, and rode the electric motorcycle straight to the field.

Tonight, he will face the second-level market beast head-on without bodyguards and restraint equipment.

The strength accumulated for a long time, it is time for the unbridled blade to see blood.

Ren Zhong put his hand behind his back and gently stroked the huge leather scabbard.

Hidden inside are his old friends.

Heavy arc chopper.

Obviously it was the first time he touched this knife in his life, but he had a strong sense of familiarity.

The armor is not easy to change, but the second-level weapons can be used first.

On the outside of the Arclight Cutter, the original alloy war blade is still hanging on his back.

One sword and one sword crossed his back into an X shape.

Two-sword fighters are extremely wild.