"Oh, by the way, you can send the scanned terrain into the helmet in the form of a 3D modeling map, with me as the center blue point."
"OK."
Subsequently.
TP Titan sat down.
Zheng Yang also closed his eyes and meditated.
The three beasts looked at TP Titan.
Wolf: "Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch." (Look, this guy is so big.)
Furball: "Chiwaji." (It's true, it's so big.)
White Eagle: "......" (Suddenly spreads its wings, announcing that he is not small either.)
…………
One minute later.
"The scan is complete. According to the data, I can barely get out of the ruins. Pilot, the 3D map you want has been sent to your helmet."
"OK."
Zheng Yang responded, and then looked at the 3D map of the ruins in his vision inside the helmet.
"Grass."
TM's Mingming hall is so empty, why is the terrain so twisty after the collapse?
Fortunately, there are two roads leading to the exit, and the space on one of them can accommodate TP walking prone. The horizontal space is relatively wide, but the height is very small.
Zheng Yang looked at the map carefully several times.
Then head for the path that leads to the exit.
The Titans cannot be left here.
Let me take care of this Pioneer class, it can take on at least three IMC Titans.
Zheng Yang is confident enough in controlling Titan, just like...
He already has ceiling talent in this area.
When he was driving the Titan in the parallel universe, he could feel the call deep in his soul as soon as he got on it.
It's like Van Gogh held the paintbrush, Newton was hit by an apple, Tesla came into contact with physics, and the fox wrote a novel.
Oh, how dare Fox, a novice who is not even a provocateur, be compared with those three great men.
Often when such extraordinary geniuses come into contact with the field of their own talents, they will have this kind of...
This feeling of soul trembling.
The whole soul was trembling with excitement as it came into contact with the field of talent.
Zheng Yang thought for a while: "TP, open the hatch."
Walking towards TP, TP opened the hatch.
Step inside a Titan.
You still have to try it first to see if you can bear it.
The hatch is closed.
In the dark cockpit, white light flashed several times, and the white light was mixed with several vertical green lights.
Then white light filled the field of vision.
Zheng Yang also fell into extreme whiteness.
I can vaguely hear a few words from TP.
"It has been detected that Pilot has not undergone neural connection surgery."
"Request to disconnect."
"The request to terminate the connection failed."
"The pilot's neuroticism level is detected to be A..."
"Wrong, wrong."
"Rising Neuroticism Level Tests Level Quality."
"Retesting the Pilot's Neuroticism Level."
"The Pilot's neurotic level detected is..."
"S-level."
……………
Zheng Yang was in a trance of white light.
Confused.
He felt this extreme whiteness in his consciousness.
but……
Why do I feel that this piece of white is so weak...
Zheng Yang was conscious.
Soul waved his little hand.
The white light dissipated instantly.
Zheng Yang: “…………”
Then the consciousness shuttled from Titan to his own body.
Return to vision.
TP's voice sounded.
"Neural Wiring: Complete..."
"Zheng Yang, you are now confirmed to be the agent pilot of TP-7649."
With this sentence came out.
Inside the cockpit, which was dark due to the dissipation of the white light, Zheng Yang waited for me, and a line of words appeared on my helmet.
[Protocol 1—Pilot Online]
The four view screens in front of Titan gradually transform into the view captured by the camera.
The 18% area directly above is the horizontal screen.
The lower part is divided into three vertical screens.
Screen after screen began to restore vision, in the process of restoring vision.
TP's voice sounded in the cockpit.
"Protocol two, support mission."
"Pilot, we must stick to our mission. The order is to continue completing Special Operation 179."
"Support the Rebel Titans in the middle of the battlefield."
As the sound came out, a line of words appeared slightly to the left of the field of vision in the helmet, superimposed below Agreement 1.
[Protocol 2—Support Mission: Support the battlefield]
"It is detected that the structure in the ruins is stable, but the height of the space is too low, and it is necessary to walk prone."
“Major systems are being raised.”
"Neural wiring completed."
"The main weapon control and movement connection has been re-established."
Zheng Yang tried raising his Titan arm.
Incredibly smooth.
Just like my own hand.
Then, control TP towards the exit.
The height of space along the way becomes smaller and smaller.
In the end, he crawled away on his stomach.
Three confused beasts were left on the spot.
Wolf: "..........Aoao?" (Have they forgotten us?)
Furball: ".........Chiwachiwa!" (Hurry up and chase!)
Bai Ying: "...Whew." (Chasing.)
…………
"About to arrive."
In the darkness ahead, a piece of light appeared.
Zheng Yang was controlling the TP Titan and suddenly found that he couldn't crawl anymore.
"It has been detected that the head area of the body cannot pass through the exit. Pilot, you can go out first."
"Okay, can you come out?" Zheng Yang opened the door of the aircraft and walked out.
Titan needs to crawl because of its larger size, but Zheng Yang doesn't.
He came down and found that it was just two meters high.
There is still about ten centimeters left on the head.
"I need to move ruins and scan the terrain."
"Confirm the angle at which the ruins will not collapse when being moved."
"Pilot, please wait a moment."
"Moving progress: 1%"
Zheng Yang looked back and saw that TP was slowly getting up at a strange angle. As he stood up, the cement rubble and stone bricks on the top of some ruins were squeezed away.
Miraculously, these ruins did not collapse, and the space that was pushed up quietly formed a stable structure...
But the process is very slow.
Artificial intelligence is really powerful...
Zheng Yang sighed.
Subsequently.
A call request was received inside the helmet.
Zheng Yang answered.
A voice came from the other side of the call.
"Weiyang, are you desperate?! What did I tell you about neurosurgery just now? Are your nerves wired? Oh, by the way, if your nerves are wired, you won't be able to answer my call now, I guess. They’ve all been turned into fools by Titan’s simulated nerves!”
Wan Zi's head was beeping angrily.
Zheng Yang was stunned by the sudden roar: "It's okay, my nerves are wired."
Meathead: "Stop it, you think your nerves are wired..."
Zheng Yang was too lazy to talk to this kid and raised his head: "TP, can you send the neural connection data to others?"
"Pilot, I need to know whether the other party's identity is enough to access information such as Pilot's neural connection data."
"Lin Lingling! Read your identity code. I don't know how you confirm your identity within the resistance. Anyway, it's OK if you report it."
Wan Zitou also heard Zheng Yang's conversation with TP just now on the other side of the communication line and fell silent.
No way, this guy can really connect with a Titan naked?
Something is wrong, something is wrong, don’t spread rumors if you don’t believe them...
Afterwards, Wan Zitou reported a series of secret numbers.
After TP confirmed his identity, he passed on the neural connection data report and other information.
.............
Inside the shelter.
Wan Zitou picked up the phone and hurriedly opened it.
[Mercenary: Weiyang] (not a member of the resistance)
[Neuroticism level: S]
Wan Zitou didn't even read the rest of the report, his eyes were fixed on this line of text.
There was silence for a long time.
No way.......
But this is indeed a message from the Pioneer class...
The information is correct.......
But are there really neurotic S-class monsters in the world...
At this moment, Zheng Yang on the other side of the communication asked a few questions in confusion.
"Hello?"
"Hello? What kind of broken signal is this?"
Zheng Yang's words awakened Wanzitou who was in shock.
"ah!!!"
"Wardfa!!!"
"S-level!!!"
"Sister Zi!!! Please be sure to sell your boyfriend to our resistance army!!!"
"Even if it's just a brain!!!"
Qingbai: ".........."
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ps: The third update tonight will be after 12 o'clock.
I haven't coded it yet, it will take at least another hour.
Today is the most important day for checking and studying.
Don't post it at 12 o'clock, and then find that there are fewer readers...
