Chapter 19: Rolling

　　 Fatty and Mu Fan are sitting in a directional floating car and are introducing relevant knowledge in PO to Mu Fan.
"The place to go for a while is the training base, where you will be given basic training in the PO battle net. This world has a high degree of freedom. If you are a trumpet who has applied for it, you don’t need to go. But you and I still recommend going. ."
　　 Mu Fan listened very carefully, and then said, "What kind of operations are you going there for training?"
"It's mainly mecha operations, as well as individual combat, but that is of little significance, because you will be able to fight and you will not be able to show it. This is just a simulation battle, and there is no substantial improvement in skills. This The purpose of the base is to familiarize you with the world as soon as possible."
　　 "Well" Mu Fan didn't ask any more.
　　After talking, the two have reached their destination.
　　 "You go in, I'm going to the battle zone, I have already noted the coordinates of this training base, you can just call me when you are familiar with it."
　　 The fat man rubbed his hands. The new barracks is really boring. As a veteran like him, he can’t do anything. What do you mean by the training base? Are you kidding me, hit the dummy for a day?
　　 "Okay, I'll contact you when I come out, and thank you." Mu Fan hummed, then looked at the fat man with thanks.
"You're welcome, since you have made friends, don't see you outside. I'm still waiting for you to take me out of the mountain. I'll go first!" The fat man waved his hand indifferently, and then rushed into the teleportation point on the side with excitement. It's gone for a while.
　　 Mu Fan lowered his head and looked at the light screen of the wrist ring. It was shown that he was not in the same area behind the "Lemon Balloon", and his rank was written on the back: Silver 1 star.
　　 shook his head, and Mu Fan walked into the light blue space door.
　　 pierced through a layer of film, cold, and then appeared in front of an empty corridor.
　　 Following the blue light on the soles of his feet, Mu Fan walked to a metal revolving door and pressed the dim button on the side.
　　 "Hello recruits'Dahren', this is the training center of base 341"
　　 Mu Fan's facial muscles twitched unconsciously, and now he just wanted to ask if he could change his nickname.
　　"Please select the training item, one, individual combat training. Two, mecha driving training."
　　 Mu Fan heard the sound and saw two options displayed on the electronic screen in front of him, and stretched out his finger.
　　 "Individual combat option." Mu Fan replied decisively.
You must be familiar with both types of training, starting with individual combat, and then familiarizing yourself with mecha training. Mu Fan's plan is very clear. If he wants to be familiar with the world, he must start from the very basics. It's like surviving in the wild, with great care. If you accidentally lose it, it may be your life.
　　 When Mu Fan clicked the button, the entire corridor went dark, as if it had returned to the scene where he encountered the darkness when he first entered the Battle.net, and the surroundings were silent.
　　 Soon, a little light came out from the front. Light was shining behind the metal revolving door, and the corridor Mu Fan was in disappeared in the sound of clicking. He stepped on the ground, the kind of special composite floor. A beam of light enveloped Mu Fan's radius of ten meters, and it was still dark all around.
　　 What a real feeling! Mu Fan was secretly shocked, this feeling, as if he had returned to the day of hunting at night in the deep forest.
　　 wrong! What's with this atmosphere and this sense of oppression? ! Why is the heartbeat so strong.
　　 "swish"
　　 "Who!!" Mu Fan turned his head abruptly. At this moment, he is no longer the quiet and low-key young man. At this moment, his back is slightly arched and his arm bones rattle slightly.
A figure flashed past in the shadow on the right of 　　, if it weren't for Mu Fan's extraordinary facial features, it would be impossible to detect it.
　　 Mu Fan clenched his fists, his body lowered lower, like a wild wolf preparing for the culling, another heartbeat came.
what happened? It feels so real. The abnormal heart beats when encountering danger in the wild can be clearly fed back into the PO world, but what the fat man said before was not so true.
　　Hoo! Another shadow flashed past, and Mu Fan suddenly turned his head. He could see at night, but he still couldn't see the end of his surroundings, nor could he see the appearance of the shadow. He could feel the shadow consciously blocking his vision. Blind spot.
　　 There was no one again. Suddenly, Mu Fan's pupils shrank instantly, his body was short, his neck slightly slanted, and then the sound of breaking through the air came from his ears. It was a sneak attack with extreme speed.
　　 Metal weapons! Danger!
　　 There was another sound of breaking through the air. When this sound appeared, Mu Fan knew that it was too late to escape, collapsed and stretched out his forearm muscles.
　　 Hiss, it hurts. With the feeling of solid metal hitting his body, Mu Fan felt that his bones were about to break.
　　 Is this still a virtual world? Fatty said that the difficulty of rookie training is so high?
　　 "Swish" too late to think more, suddenly a slight abnormal noise came from my ear.
　　 ran to the left again, and Mu Fan quickly turned around alertly.
　　 So insidious! From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the metal short stick coming out of the air. Mu Fan was fierce, and instantly bent down, his hands touched the ground, his legs collapsed with all his strength, talking like a cannonball, and his fist hit hard.
But Mu Fan seems to have forgotten that this is in the PO battle net. He is not sure about the attenuation of his power in the virtual world. So he watched the metal short stick make a smooth change in the air, and then Unlimited magnification in the field of view.
boom! Mu Fan felt his skull split under that stick, and felt his consciousness being beaten in that violent stick. The brain’s compulsive fear response in the face of death changed the sense of touch and perception. Defeated, the powerlessness of losing control of the body, and the infinite attachment to life.
　　At this moment, the huge blow to consciousness even surpassed the pain of cracking the skull and breaking the brain. Is it so dead? ...
Ok? Why is the consciousness still there, isn't the person lying on the ground himself? Suddenly, a tiny whirlwind rolled up, engulfing his own "corpse" on the ground, and then the "corpse" was shattered into light spots in the whirlwind and suddenly reorganized, and a burst of suction took itself into the darkness and turned to the light.
　　 Is this death? Mu Fan looked down at her undamaged self, and touched her head to make sure that there was nothing wrong. She couldn't help but fear.
　　 Fortunately, it is in the virtual world.
　　 "How does death feel?"
　　 When he heard the sound coming from his back, the unhurried tone made the hairs on Mu Fan stand up, but he didn't turn around, he restrained his subconscious behavior.
　　 "Tsk, I had this reaction for the first time." The faint tone was mixed with a mockery of praise.
　　 Mu Fan turned around after confirming that his body was not in danger.
　　 A figure emerged in the gloom, it was darker than the dark night, step by step, gradually approaching, Mu Fan did not hear the slightest sound, this man's control of the leg muscles was simply outrageous.
The dark figure walked to the boundary of the central light and stopped. Although he was closer, Mu Fan couldn't see his appearance even more. He only saw the pair that was hidden under the cloak when he raised his head. Faint green eyes.
　　 "Little guy, welcome to the rookie training camp, I am the instructor here, relax a little rookie." Still that light tone, UU reading www. When uukanshu.com introduces himself, he seems to be drinking a glass of boiled water.
　　 Huh, Mu Fan almost forgot that it was in a virtual world.
　　 "Good instructor." Mu Fan has always treated the instructors respectfully.
"Ok."
　　PO Battle.net is too realistic. The characters in the system can even imitate their tone.
　　 "Is this a novice training camp?" Mu Fan always felt something was wrong.
"Yes"
　　 "Are you my fighting instructor?"
"Yes"
"How do i call you?"
　　 The figure "Fighter" waved uninterestingly.
　　 "Fighter instructor?"
"Yep"
　　 "How should I train next?" Mu Fan let go of his doubts.
　　 "Do it again, remember to come online tomorrow." Before Mu Fan could answer the conversation, I saw the figure waving his left arm, bringing up a burst of afterimages, and the familiar whistling of short sticks accompanied the sound of broken bones.
　　 "Okay... insidious." Mu Fan's arm blocked the stick, but his bent arm and collapsed ribs made him so painful that he couldn't speak.
　　 "Training is over today, remember to come tomorrow." With a backhand, it was a familiar feeling and a sense of powerlessness that could not be avoided. Mu Fan once again experienced the sensation of the skull being hit and broken.
　　 Looking at Mu Fan who had disappeared before him, this figure seemed to slap a fly to death.
　　 The corner of the mouth under the cloak of the fighting instructor was picked up, and then the pair of dark green faded into the darkness, and the faint self-talk also disappeared in the complete darkness.
　　 "Heh, fighter...interesting..."
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