In this way, for a week, Yue Peng, in addition to purchasing food, or making quantitative energy pools and materials for Jiao-style nutrition, almost gradually left the house and devoted all his time to training.

Except for the two hours of hand speed training every day, most of the time, I tossed and turned the flight movements I had mastered before.

As Joanna said, she couldn't even vomit. Later, Yue Peng did these movements without thinking about it, and did it directly.

The movements were so smooth that Yue Peng felt like he wanted to vomit.

In pink furry slippers and crossing his arms with his chest, Joanna was standing in the training room at this moment, looking at the light screen without stopping, Yue Peng was doing one air combat move after another, his brows were slightly locked, and his expression was extremely serious, as if he was observing the subtleties of each movement, just the microscope was enough to see the flaws of Yue Peng's movement in each movement.

"Yeah, that's pretty good."

As Yue Peng finished all the movements he had mastered, Joanna's brows slightly relaxed, and then she said leisurely.

After hearing Joanna say this, Yue Peng, who opened the professional simulation hatch, breathed a sigh of relief. The difficult special training for this week finally announced his contact.

At this time, Yue Peng's hand speed had reached 14.5, and he could freely complete the lightning displacement maneuver. However, Yue Peng had no time to practice now.

"What will be the next special training?" Yue Peng pointed his slightly tired eyes at Joanna and asked, his tone more or less weak.

"Where is me, a few days ago, I just cracked the core optical brain of Yuezhi Group's main control and downloaded a small game from it. There are 200 levels in total. During this period, I will first pass it. Originally, I wanted to teach you a set of military gymnastics within the Yuezhi Group, but through observations a few days ago, I found that the set of military gymnastics you did seemed to be more clever than the Yuezhi Group's, and the body strengthening is more comprehensive, so I don't have to do it. Just practice and familiarize yourself with the current set." Joanna said, then raised her wrist and fiddled with her air combat liaison several times.

Beep.

A moment later, the air combat liaison on Yue Peng's wrist showed a prompt that Joanna sent him a program.

After reaching out and clicking to obtain, Yue Peng saw an extremely huge program and directly entered Yue Peng's air combat liaison. If Yue Peng had not purchased an excellent air combat liaison, it would not be able to load it compared to it.

"Are you sure what you sent me is just a small game?" Yue Peng asked back, as if he had already felt in his heart that this was not as simple as a "small game".

Joanna did not respond, then turned around, returned to the living room on her own, and then stretched again.

Seeing that Joanna walked out without saying anything, Yue Peng slowly lowered his head and started the program he had just received.

In an instant, a curved light screen appeared in front of Yue Peng. Compared with ordinary liaisons, even if the light screen pops up, Yue Peng's hands can move freely. The picture in the light screen is not affected at all and always remains in the position he wants. This is also a major feature of the air combat liaison.

At the same time, with the generation of the light screen, the extremely simple three-word "massing" appeared on the light screen. The picture was rough and there was a hint of childishness. Yue Peng was even more black. He thought how powerful the things downloaded from the core light brain of Yuezhi Group were, but the result... is this?

"Hey, I said you're not wrong, right?" Yue Peng couldn't help but ask outside the training room door.

"How could I make a mistake with such a large file? I finally stole this. Take the time to pass the level. Don't care about the quality of the picture, because the quality of the picture is limited to entertainment. If you really use it as a training, the picture quality is completely optional. Remember, everything used for military use is the first practicality, and the second is the appearance. After all, fight for life in battle, not beauty pageants." Joanna responded casually while sitting on the sofa in the living room.

After hearing what Joanna said, Yue Peng felt that it was indeed a bit reasonable, so he didn't care, so he simply sat in a professional simulator, stretched out his finger, and chose to start the "game".

After a while, Yue Peng saw the curved light screen in front of him, and the picture suddenly flashed, and a green earth with extremely rough pictures appeared, surrounded by blue oceans, and all the scenery was almost mosaic.

"Discover the red fighter jet and click it down." This is the explanation given in the first level.

As such an explanation flashed by, Yue Peng saw that three very simple fighter jets were traveling from the right side of the screen curved screen to the left side, with a very slow speed, and the center was a red fighter jet.

Seeing this scene, Yue Peng was stunned at first, but was at a loss. Then he stretched out his hand tentatively and clicked on the red fighter jet, and the red fighter jet exploded.

Pass the first level and enter the second level.

Seeing the words shining in front of him, Yue Peng couldn't believe his eyes at all. He stole this thing from the core light brain of Yuezhi Group? It was simply without technical content and no level at all.

However, since the great instructor Joanna asked her to do this, Yue Peng could only shake his head helplessly and start the second level...

In this way, Yue Peng sat patiently on the professional simulator and "played" for an hour. Yue Peng had already broken through the 120 levels. However, looking at Yue Peng's forehead, a line of sweat had gradually penetrated, and his expression became even more serious.

On the arc-shaped light screen in front of me, the fighter jets were densely packed with simple graphics, like worker bees leaving the nest, and the arc-shaped screen was yellow everywhere, and the colors were different, with various colors mixed together, and the scenery around them were constantly changing, blocking dark clouds and lightning.

What Yue Peng wants to leave is to kill ten different colors of fighter jets within three seconds, and it cannot be repeated.

Such requirements put forward two most core requirements for the "player". First, the hand is fast enough and accurate, and the second is to have enough observations on the whole messy picture to ensure that the full picture is full of all colors.

This is definitely a huge test of eyesight.

Yue Peng has tried this level seven or eight times, but it has not passed. In a vague way, Yue Peng seemed to have felt his limits as if he was here.

The previous disdain for such simple mini-games has completely disappeared. The most intuitive feeling that Yue Peng gives is that the clever design of this game is like boiling a frog in warm water, allowing the "player" to unknowingly increase the difficulty and feel his own limits.

It was not until twelve times that Yue Peng seized the fleeting opportunity of the group, and quickly moved his hands on the arc-shaped light screen, barely killing the cross-matched fighter points.

When you enter the 121st level, what Yue Peng can see is a piece of black, but it is not just a flash of lightning in the picture that you can see fighter planes floating by in the dark world.

Requirements: within five seconds, kill five black fighter jets in a row.

Seeing such a request, Yue Peng's mouth finally began to twitch twice. Yue Peng began to feel a little overwhelmed, because Yue Peng found that there were three or four seconds between each lightning, and the duration was only fleeting. In other words, if you want to kill it continuously within five seconds, you can only touch the darkness, but how can this be done?

Yue Peng's IQ is not low. After just thinking about it briefly, Yue Peng knew the key, that is, prediction!

When lightning appears, quickly discover the movement trajectory of each black fighter, and then at the moment when lightning is late, perform point killing according to previous predictions.

Of course, all this is easy to say, but it is difficult to do it.

After trying several times in a row, Yue Peng ended in failure. At this moment, Yue Peng could really realize that the strength of Yuezhi Group was not for no reason. In addition to controlling the vast majority of resources, they also had many unknown special training methods in their hands. Through extremely cruel and harsh training, they selected the elites among the elites, gave them unimaginable generous treatment, and entrusted them with important tasks.

Because only the treatment that is irrefutable will make people feel more powerful, because they know that only when the Yuezhi Group is strong can they enjoy wealth forever. Of course, if they still have a different intention, the only one who welcomes the stranger will be ruthless, just like Joanna.

"How is it? I'm stuck in the level of the first level. If I'm not mistaken, it should be level 121, right?" Looking at the end of the bubble drama in the light screen, Yue Peng, who had just remembered, asked.

Yue Peng did not respond and was still trying quickly in the 121st level, but every time it was a little bit worse, and he only found that his brain capacity had begun to saturate, and he would always ignore a fighter plane every time.

"No, I feel like I've reached my limit." Yue Peng leaned heavily on the back of the chair and breathed a long sigh.

"It's right to feel the limit. In this world, if you want to become an excellent pilot, you must constantly break through your limits and never believe in things like limits." Joanna sat on the sofa in the living room, fiddling with the remote control while teaching Yue Peng.

"I want to take a rest now, okay?" Yue Peng leaned on the back of the professional simulator, moved no longer and didn't want to move. At the same time, the time displayed on the air combat liaison was already twelve o'clock noon.
Chapter completed!