School is over.
Zheng Yang walked out of the school gate, still thinking about the history of this world in his mind, and was amazed.
A fat man ran behind him.
"Brother Yang, Brother Yang! I have five days of Dragon Boat Festival holiday, and I want you to play skewers tonight?" The fat man panted for a while and said, "It can be regarded as a thank you for helping me find a task."
Zheng Yang thought about it for a moment, and agreed to it because of the delicious barbecue.
Then go home
Go to the base~
Zheng Yang followed the route Xiao Yang remembered and walked into a lively bar.
The noisy atmosphere group in the bar was throwing unknown objects around.
When we came to the toilet, the toilet seemed to be very soundproof. Once the toilet door was closed, it was in sharp contrast to the noise outside. It was extremely quiet, and only the occasional sound of exertion could be heard.
Zheng Yang walked to the No. 2 toilet room with a sign under maintenance, opened the door, entered it and closed the door. He pressed the middle area of the back door panel. The area pointed by his finger was recessed in a diamond shape, and a technology screen was recessed. The wooden board side goes out from left to right and stops.
The screen is perfectly connected to the door panel, as if the screen was originally in the middle of the door panel.
Zheng Yang sat on the toilet, of course the lid was closed.
Enter your account password into the screen.
Zheng Yang took off the mask and hat.
Then it showed that the account login was successful, and a horizontal scanning light was emitted from the screen to scan Zheng Yang's face up and down.
"Dip, the scan was successful and the facial recognition is correct."
"Welcome back, Weiyang."
As soon as the mechanical voice finished, the floor at the bottom of the toilet rotated like a camera. The mechanical blades at the bottom rotated around, and the area expanded in a circle. After a while, the floor of toilet room No. 2 started with the toilet as the origin. Forming a one and a half meter diameter circular blackboard with mechanical wiring.
Suddenly, the circular blackboard was drawn into the side wall.
When the toilet was empty, the toilet and Zheng Yang, who was sitting on the toilet and had been prepared, fell down the one and a half meter diameter channel below.
Disappeared into the darkness of the passage.
Then a new toilet is brought up through the channel, the machine shrinks, and everything returns to the original point.
It seems like this is just an ordinary toilet room.
A white, mechanical room with many computer screens emitting blue light.
The ceiling in one corner of the room spread out in a circle, and Zheng Yang fell into the floor below along with the toilet.
Miraculously, the toilet was not broken, and neither was Zheng Yang.
Ever since Xiaoyang's memory, I have felt that this toilet is magical and has shock-absorbing properties?
Zheng Yang thought it was quite interesting, and then got up from the toilet.
A robotic hand reaches out from the wall behind the toilet and grabs the toilet into it, then the wall and ceiling return to their original appearance.
Zheng Yang looked around in the room with relish.
I saw a large screen directly in front of Zheng Yang flashing a few times and a picture appeared.
A robot appeared on the screen. The robot's head only had a single mechanical eye in the middle. There was a screen on the chest of the body. The screen displayed a golden smile.
"Your personal butler Marvin the Robot: Sheep at your service."
As soon as he finished speaking, a robot in the corner that was exactly the same as the one on the screen came towards Zheng Yang.
Then the screen also switched to a blue store template.
After the Marvin robot shook hands with Zheng Yang, he returned to the corner...
"What, are you of any use Marvin?"
"Start just to shake my hand?"
The body of the Marvin robot, which was plugged in by itself in the corner to maintain its trimming state, did not move.
He raised his head and looked at Zheng Yang and said in an authentic mechanical voice.
"Hello, Weiyang, my role is to repair machines and weapons."
"The scan just showed it."
"You have no weapons or damaged machinery on you."
OK…
Zheng Yang said it was amazing.
Suddenly the top of the screen displays.
"Twelve Zodiac Signs"
"Someone is interested in you."
How can the group chat be the same as in the previous life?
Zheng Yang walked to the computer and clicked on the message prompt at the top of the screen.
After clicking it, it will display a format similar to the group chat in the previous life.
Zishu: @伟阳, you are so awesome, you have cleared the 3-star mission at the soldier level.
Ugly Niu: I, Old Niu, think so too.
Weiyang: Oh no, it’s just that simple~
Zheng Yang looked proud in front of the computer. After completing a big thing, it would be incomplete if he didn't spend time with his friends in Versailles.
Ugly Cow: I think you are shameless.
Zishu: What a good boy and your sister are pretending to be each other. In a few days, my sister will go to Blue Star to play with you.
Blue Star is the planet where Zheng Yang now lives and goes to school.
Forgot to mention that in this high-tech era, people have already reached the universe.
Take the cities and counties in Zheng Yang's previous life as an analogy.
Nowadays, humans have explored the entire Milky Way and compare the Milky Way to the Earth.
The Blue Star where Zheng Yang is located is the size of Shanghai, China.
The high-speed rail and subway trains that people use to travel between provinces have also evolved into interstellar orbits.
The Zodiac organization adopts a real-name system to recruit members.
It is precisely because of this that this organization is a breath of fresh air compared to other mercenary organizations, with a touch of human touch.
Every member of the organization has met and gotten to know each other in person after entering the organization.
Everyone knows their roots.
Such titles as Weiyang and Zishu are external and convenient for the donors to call.
But to prevent member information from being leaked, they will use code names to address each other even in private chats.
Weiyang: Okay, sister, you can come here and pretend to be my parent to ask for leave for me.
Weiyang: I'll take you to play!
Zishu: ...you kid.
Zishu: Study hard.
Ugly Cow: Study hard.
Yinhu: Study hard.
Weiyang: ...No love anymore?
The chat group erupted into a brief "hahahaha" replay.
Zheng Yang has been obsessed with this exciting feeling since he escaped death last time.
It can't be said to be exciting.
It is the love of life. The speed of life and death on the battlefield can make people more aware of the meaning of life.
Inject more vitality into a numb life.
This is why there are more and more mercenaries.
In peacetime, how do people feel vitality when there is no battlefield? Extreme sports are closer to war.
But now the war era is ruthless. Not only can we realize the preciousness of life, but we can also feel the fleetingness of life.
Every stripe of life was alive, and they were still talking and laughing just a moment ago.
Just because of a cold bullet, he fell silently on the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke.
Ironically, on such a battlefield where life is as nothing as trivial matter, a comradeship comparable to family love can emerge. It is also on such a battlefield where life is nothing like trivial matter.
Make people feel the meaning of life.
The splendor is fleeting.
Immediately, Zheng Yang turned around and walked to a white wall.
The walls seem to detect body temperature.
The white walls were suddenly drawn into the ceiling above.
The base is black, with bright blue wire tubes exposed, and has many shelves with guns on them.
This huge groove is filled with all kinds of guns.
There is the r301-carbine with stable damage and fast fire rate.
There are also electric energy submachine guns that use energy as bullets.
Triple sniper rifle with three barrels for shooting.
Etc., etc.
Even though Zheng Yang had seen this scene many times in Xiaoyang's memory.
But still fascinated.
What boy could resist a wall of weapons hidden in his room?
Strange and skilled, he picked up the little helper, a heavy-fire single-shot pistol with extremely high damage.
The texture of heavy metal, the size and weight just enough to be controlled by one hand.
I didn’t expect the little helper to have such feelings in reality.
Zheng Yang picked it up and played with it.
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After admiring it, Zheng Yang put down the gun.
I started doing 300 push-ups, 400 sit-ups and lifting weights every day.
Only if you really keep practicing will you realize how hard Xiaoyang has practiced before. After practicing, lactic acid accumulates in the muscles and becomes sore and painful.
But thinking about it, if Xiaoyang didn't care about his own life and death, one year would be enough for this strong man to become a pilot.
