I Was Once a Legend

Mental disturbance?

Rao hesitated for a moment, but he still raised his hand in time to hold Dong Zheng's fist. Cui Zuojing immediately closed his eyes, not looking at Dong Zheng's eyes, thinking that he could avoid being disturbed by the other party.

Taking advantage of Cui Zuojing's lack of vision, Dong Zheng raised his leg to kick, but the boy seemed to have expected what he was going to do, he raised his knee to block it, and punched Dong Zheng's cheek.

Dong Zheng suddenly leaned back to hide, he held his breath, stared at the boy with his eyes closed, and the core scene loomed in his mind.

The towering firewall stands forever, isolating the core from the dangerous outside world.

Not only him, everyone's spirit can be like this.

People with strong mental strength and better resistance to hallucinations will have a stronger firewall, but they can't see it.

When attacking with excessive data flow, the firewall may be breached due to the overload of node traffic.

A group of meaningless huge data streams ran across the information highway, along the port, through the invisible network formed by Dong Zheng's thinking, towards Cui Zuojing's spiritual core, and hit hard on the firewall.

Cui Zuojing's head was dizzy again.

But he didn't panic. Having experienced so many unexpected emergencies in the box, the young man has long since calmed down. At this time, he was more puzzled and concerned that Dong Zheng's ability had improved so quickly. surprise.

Isn't it through eye contact?

In the continuous dizziness, Cui Zuojing opened his eyes, facing Dong Zheng's serious and quiet black pupils, in those pupils, he could not see any clues of the use of abilities.

The window of the room slowly rotated to the roof, and all the scenery seemed to have faded and gradually turned into black and white. In the peripheral vision of Cui Zuojing, the figures of Dong Linhai and Ai Lun were distorted into long and thin waves. Only Dong Zheng in front of him was completely normal.

Cui Zuojing frowned, lost the desire to continue probing, turned his fist into a palm, suddenly grabbed Dong Zheng's wrist, shouted, and threw the man out!

Dong Zheng only felt a huge force, which made him fly out and fall to the ground before he even had time to react.

He propped his hands behind his back in embarrassment so that he didn't really fall down on his back. He took a low breath, his temples throbbed and began to ache.

Cui Zuojing's vision suddenly returned to normal.

"You used your ability on me?"

The boy rubbed his eyes, walked up 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 on the boy's palm and used his strength to get up, "I've always had this idea before, but it's the first time to use it on a human body. Is there any discomfort?"

"Co-author treats me like a guinea pig." Cui Zuojing complained half-truthfully, and said, "I don't feel any discomfort now, but I was really uncomfortable just now."

"Can you explain in detail?" Cui Zuojing was his first experimental sample, and it was still used in actual combat. Naturally, it was impossible for Dong Zheng to ignore the feedback from the teenager.

"At first it was dizziness. I thought it was due to eye contact, so I closed my eyes. I didn't expect to feel dizzy. When I opened my eyes again, all I saw were distorted pictures."

Dong Zheng nodded thoughtfully, and said: "I used the data in my kernel to attack your firewall. Your mental strength is relatively strong, otherwise you should be more than dizzy."

"Of course, although I didn't develop the spiritual system in the brain domain, I have also added a lot of points in the spiritual direction." Cui Zuojing saw Linhai Alan Lin Hangzhi's expression on the side, and said, "Wait some Let’s talk when we’re free, let’s train now.”

Lin Hangzhi rested for more than an hour. With Victor's purification, he didn't experience backache and leg pain after excessive exercise. After he recovered a little, he was pulled up by Cui Zuojing and had a fight.

Of course, like the previous few, it was more like a one-sided beating.

After defeating all four of them in a row, Cui Zuojing didn't even break a sweat. For him, this wasn't even a warm-up.

He didn't feel any sense of accomplishment at all because he was so well-cooked. He just touched the situation of several people in the fight just now, so that he could teach differently.

It seems that the task is quite arduous, as long as Dong Linhai has a little background, Ai Lun and Lin Hangzhi seem to be joking, and they are so tall for nothing.

It was Dong Zheng who gave him an unexpected surprise, but in terms of physical skills alone, the three of them... have their own strengths and weaknesses.

The training of fighting skills lasted until dinner time, and all the people were beaten by Cui Zuojing many times, sitting at the dinner table and moving their arms with grinning teeth.

This is the first day of training.

Cui Zuojing... Cui Zuojing was very happy. After all, so many people acted as human sandbags for him. One was not enough to beat two, and two were not enough to beat three.

Except for Dong Zheng who shared the injuries with him who had a blood contract and he didn't hit hard, the rest of them were severely repaired, especially Dong Linhai.To be honest, Cui Zuojing still hasn’t forgotten Dong Linhai forced him to sign a blood contract with Dong Zheng. Although he is quite satisfied with everyone in the team now, he also feels uncertain that they will succeed in revenge, but it’s two different things. .

So Dong Linhai was avenged by him under the guise of training, and the repair was extremely miserable. Fortunately, the young man was rough and fleshy, and he was tough. After going through the doll's house, he didn't have so much nonsense and nonsense, and he all suffered in silence. Only when I was beaten urgently did I swear a few words.

And after dinner, Cui Zuojing still hadn't forgotten the result of the [-]-meter long-distance run this morning, and said to everyone who was slumped on the sofa and chair, "By the way, who came back last this morning? Is it Hangzhi? "

Lin Hangzhi immediately raised his head vigilantly, his heart was ringing with alarm, he swallowed, and said weakly, "Yes, it's me."

"Since we have agreed that there will be punishment, we must keep our word." Cui Zuojing smiled and shouted upstairs, "Fu Zhe, are you ready!"

"Okay." Fu Zhe came out of a certain room upstairs, stood in the corridor and nodded to Lin Hangzhi, "Come on."

Lin Hangzhi:? ! ? ! ? ! ?

What is this going to do?

He hesitated for a while, watching Cui Zuojing stand up slowly, "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 will know when you go."

Lin Hangzhi took a deep breath, stopped dawdling, and crept 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, feeling a little tired.

Leading apprentices is harder than he imagined...

But fortunately, the rest is not his job, so he can rest temporarily.

Victor jumped onto the coffee table, sat down gracefully, and said, "I've read all the materials posted yesterday, and now I'm taking a break, let's take a test."

Cui Zuojing hugged the pillow and sat beside Dong Zheng to watch, watching him write the answers according to Victor's questions.The man's handwriting is beautiful, which he discovered when he came out of Hameln and saw his notes, and compared with Dong Linhai and Alan's chicken paw-scratching answer sheet, it is even more pleasing to the eye.

Allen's poor handwriting is entirely because he is not a Chinese. This guy from the United States has been in Beijing for four years. He is already very good at speaking Mandarin without an accent. The poor handwriting is understandable. In comparison, Victor, who has lived in Northeast China for nearly ten years, still speaks with a Russian accent.

Cui Zuojing was not disappointed in the inspection of knowledge reserves. 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, I will read the next 100 SCPs and read the Norse mythology briefly. Everyone has worked hard. Go 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 they passed the room where Lin Hangzhi and Fu Zhe entered, Dong Zheng heard a faint scream from inside.

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: "...or not."

Cui Zuojing temporarily went back to the prisoner's space to rest for a while, and when he came out again, Dong Zheng had just finished taking a shower and was sitting on the edge of the bed, wiping his hair and reading materials.

Cui Zuojing looked carefully, only to find that Dong Zheng had been stuck on this page, and the screen was gradually being pressed down because of no operation for a long time.

Cui Zuojing raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"Huh?" Dong Zheng came back to his senses, looked up at him, and said after silence, "I'm thinking about Agatha."

finally come.This is the first time Dong Zheng talked about his feelings since the doll's house was cleared for so long. Cui Zuojing still remembers that when he discussed with Fu Zhe about the aftermath division of labor, he took the initiative to leave Dong Zheng's enlightenment work, and said: " Haven't forgotten the box yet?"

"It's hard to forget." Dong Zheng shook his head, "Being discriminated against because of physical defects, family background, appearance, personality, and even accent, and being subjected to violence or cold violence is not uncommon anywhere. Whether it is Wen Baoshan or Agatha, in There are a lot of them 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 create her nourishment."

Cui Zuojing thought for a while, and said: "This is just one point, in my opinion, there is another more reasonable reason why the box script is like that.

"I told you before that all the box scripts are judged and adjusted by Kether in real time. It is a supercomputer, and the machine has no emotions. The stories it makes up alone cannot really touch people's hearts."

Dong Zheng: "So it uses stories from the real world? But how can it know what happened in reality?"

Cui Zuojing smiled: "I don't know about that, but I prefer that these are extracted from the memories of the pilgrims. The 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 muttered thoughtfully: "The person who understands people's hearts 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 involved in the drama, you know, whether I, Fu Zhe and Victor can get rid of the status quo depends entirely on you. "

"Well." Dong Zheng clicked on the tablet screen and said, "Be patient and give me a little time, we will not let you down."

"By the way, tell me about your ability. Your interference mechanism is completely different from Fu Zhe's. It's interesting."

The training continued 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 collection.

As in many novels, good things like players becoming sharpshooters after entering the alien world will certainly not happen. In the pure white world, except for the five aspects that can be added, all other skills need to be practiced continuously to be able to master.In the beginning, Cui Zuojing taught them relatively easy-to-handle rifles, and only after they learned about the same, did they use more portable pistols.

Even so, Lin Hangzhi still couldn’t find where to load the pistol on the first day. The doctor’s physical fitness and fighting training for many days were all at the bottom. His hands that are used to holding the scalpel seem to be more used to it. To save lives, not to kill.

But this morning's physical training, there was a little accident.

Dong Linhai, who was usually the first to arrive, was nowhere to be seen. After Ailun, Dong Zheng and even Lin Hangzhi returned, Linhai hadn't arrived yet.

"It's not like something happened on the road," Allen said.

Cui Zuojing was also a little puzzled, one and a half hours had passed, even if two [-] meters, Dong Linhai should have finished running by this time: "You are such a big man, you can't lose yourself, just wait."

After a while, the castle door was finally pushed open again.

But Dong Linhai was not the only one who came in. The flaxen curly-haired girl followed behind him reservedly, her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the scene inside the castle.