The instructor's training venue was beyond Zhang Yi's expectation. It was not outside the wine or some kind of training ground, but behind a wall.

Zhang Yi has never seen how powerful digitized humans are. Even when Gloria said that the two soldiers at the door could not be dealt with, Zhang Yi still had some illusions in his heart. After all, Gloria was once his defeated enemy.

No matter in terms of character attributes or talents, Zhang Yi is better than Gloria. Gloria's advantage is that her professional level is too high, which suppresses Zhang Yi's Qi practitioners.

However, in the current digital space, Gloria cannot use skills, and her level of suppression has also weakened a lot, so Zhang Yi always has the idea that what Gloria can't do, he may not be able to do it himself.

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However, now, when he saw the instructor easily opening a crack in the wall and letting the team members in one by one, he understood that there were always some beings in this data space that he could not compare to.

The data stream that makes up the wall is very dense and has a very strong self-healing ability. Less than a second after Zhang Yi pulled his hand out of the wall, the wall had already healed itself. However, the instructor not only opened the data stream, but also was able to maintain it for quite some time.

If it takes a long time, the data flow will heal itself. Zhang Yi thinks that he may not be able to achieve this ability even if it takes decades.

"You can leave here by yourselves in a while. Whoever opens it first will go first."

The instructor suddenly said, in the boundless darkness behind the data stream, his tone was very firm, sounding like he was about to make a major decision.

Zhang Yi couldn't adapt to this environment for a while, so he turned around and seemed to bump into Li Yan. Li Yan called out in the darkness, which made Zhang Yi a little scared. It seemed that he was not the only one who was afraid of the absolutely dark space.

Fear, Zhang Yi suddenly thought, I don’t know how long it has been since he felt fear, but just now and now, he has felt fear many times. What does this mean? Can the system even take back his natural abilities?

While he was thinking wildly, the instructor suddenly spoke: "Everyone, stand where you are, close your eyes, and I will tell you about the joys of fighting. The sooner those who can experience this kind of fun, the sooner they can start actual combat training.

Until the data channel is opened."

Zhang Yi quickly closed his eyes and suddenly thought that such a process seemed to be like some kind of enlightenment. It is said that many space warriors can accept the teachings of His Majesty the Emperor in the Eye of Terror, and their combat effectiveness has greatly increased overnight.

, being called the Son of God’s Favorite, that process seems to be very similar to now.

The instructor ignored Zhang Yi's random thoughts. He seemed to have made some movement in the dark, and then a beam of light appeared in the minds of everyone in the team. It was not a realistic light, and the retinas did not respond, but everyone in the team

Everyone has a sense, they can see the light, touch and even hear the sound of the light.

Like migratory birds flying across the sky, or the breeze blowing across the mountains, when this beam of light appeared in his mind, it also brought wonderful sounds. These sounds made Zhang Yi's body suddenly calm down, and then these sounds became more and more intense.

It was so big that it seemed to completely surround Zhang Yi. Among these sounds, Zhang Yi could vaguely hear the voices of various human voices, sometimes rising and falling, sometimes whispering. Although he couldn't hear what those people said, Zhang Yi always felt that

, these sounds seem to have been heard somewhere.

"Don't be nervous, don't panic. The light in your mind is the light of your own soul, solidified on the genetic fragments in your body. When it appears, it means that you are facing yourself, and at the same time, you are facing you.

The history of the genes in your body, those sounds, are the sounds felt and remembered by the genes in your body, so you often inadvertently feel that certain people and certain things are particularly familiar, but you can't think of how they are familiar. That's because

, it is not your brain that remembers these people and things, but the genes in your body."

Listening to the instructor's words, Zhang Yi took a long breath. He had just heard his high school classmate call him by his nickname. What kind of girl she was? Zhang Yi had a vague memory, but he had a deep memory of such a call. He suddenly heard

, for a moment I thought I was back on the ancient earth, and no longer in the Warhammer world.

"Listen, fighting is an area that all living things must get involved in. In fact, starting from genes, bloody battles have already begun. Which genes can survive and which genes cannot, which viruses will change genes, and which genes will mutate. These

Things cannot be accurately calculated and studied, and the only answer we can get is that the winner takes all."

The instructor paused. It seemed that these words consumed a lot of his energy, so that his voice began to sound tired. He continued: "Only the winning side can exist, so everyone is the last."

The winner, no matter what happens in reality, as long as he is alive, physiologically, he is the winner. Looking at those pictures, it is the battlefield of genes, looking at how they fight, looking at the most primitive fighting in the world, and then

Realize that the more you understand your genes, the stronger you will be. Well, look at those pictures. Everyone's pictures are different. Don't compare. Don't think too much. Remember, look at how those genes win.

Then think about how you can win."

The instructor's voice fell silent, and this dark environment without digital space immediately fell silent, like the world after death.

No one cared about this. Zhang Yi was staring at the abnormal battle in front of him. The two paired genomes were producing some proteases to cut ribosomes and create more of themselves. However, their actions were seen through by their opponents.

More proteases came out, and some of these proteases could replace guanine, turning the opponent's gene into a completely different gene.

Zhang Yi doesn’t know how he can understand this. However, considering that this is soul gaze, there is a lot of knowledge brought by souls and gene fragments, so he can understand it quickly. However, once he leaves the soul gaze, Zhang Yi

He will soon forget that knowledge, and the only thing that can remain in his eyes and memory is the endless fighting.

The fighting of genes, the fighting of genetic material, the fighting of cells, and the fighting of the real environment, all the scenes are constantly flowing in Zhang Yi's mind. Looking at these scenes, Zhang Yi seems to have gradually gained some insights in his heart about fighting.

, never stop, if you want to win, you must become stronger, whether it is body, mind, or soul,

I don't know how long it took before Zhang Yi woke up from this meditation-like process. Although the surroundings were still dark, Zhang Yi could still see the instructor and his teammates around him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yi was not the first person to leave this space. Before him, Gloria and Li Yan had left one after another, and the instructor did not seem to be in good spirits either.

Zhang Yi walked over and asked: "Can I practice training?"

The instructor raised his head and glanced at Zhang Yi, nodded slightly, pointed to the surrounding environment and said, "Find that data stream, then open it, and leave here. This is your actual combat training."

Zhang Yi smiled and nodded, raised his head and looked around. At this moment, his spirit was extremely full. More importantly, his soul had been tempered and no longer hazy, allowing him to see the surrounding environment clearly in the darkness.

That was not the ability of the system, but the fire of his soul finally began to burn. From this moment on, he became truly powerful.

This is a dark space without borders, and there seems to be no data flow at all. However, Zhang Yi still took a few steps, stared at the darkness in front of him, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "How long do they have?"

The instructor smiled and replied: "I can still hold on for 40 minutes. Beyond this time, I will be completely destroyed, and even the data will not be retained. If they can wake up within this time, they can catch up with you."

However, if you cannot wake up, you will become nothingness together with this dark space. This kind of nothingness is fundamental. You will even gradually lose the memory of these people and forget that you once had such teammates who fought with you.

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Zhang Yi nodded and said: "In ancient times, did elite warriors throw themselves into this kind of void space before they died?"

"Except for the best genetic material." The instructor suddenly coughed twice and replied.

Zhang Yi shrugged and said, "Okay, it's a great ceremony that will never be forgotten, isn't it?"

After saying that, he gently raised his hand and drew it in front of his eyes. In an instant, the light from outside immediately surged in. Such a bright light was almost impossible to look directly at, but for Zhang Yi, he just squinted slightly.

Eye.

"Now, it's my turn."

Zhang Yi said, stepping out of the dark space behind him without looking back.

It is really unnecessary for Zhang Yi to worry about his comrades. It would be best if those comrades can keep up. If they can't keep up, even if they don't die here, they will die in future battles sooner or later.

It's not that Zhang Yi is cold-blooded, but he has seen too many fights and let him know that being too scrupulous will only insult and hurt his comrades.

If you want to live, you must compete. Only the winner can survive.

He is so cold towards living things. Even if he takes care of him for a while now, he will not be able to take care of him in the future unless he doesn't become some bullshit teammate in the first place.

Zhang Yi spat in the wine unscrupulously, strode onto the street, and walked along the street towards the city lord's palace.

The City Lord's Mansion is easier to reach than Zhang Yi imagined, or maybe Zhang Yi's soul has finally awakened and is able to see too many twists and turns that were invisible before, thus avoiding getting involved in them. Therefore, this time, walking into the City Lord's Mansion, only Zhang Yi used

Define 2 minutes of time.

There are still bloodstains on the ground of the City Lord's Mansion that have not been cleaned up. They are the bloodstains of real humans and cannot be digitized, so they cannot be erased by computers. They can only stay there, like huge flowers.

Zhang Yi glanced at it, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, looked up at the City Lord standing in the square of the City Lord's Mansion, and smiled.

The city lord looked at Zhang Yi coldly, and after a while, he said: "You are late."

Zhang Yi shook his head and said: "It's not too late, it's just the right time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yi disappeared from the spot, rushed to the city lord at a speed dozens of times faster than before, and punched.

Frontal bombardment.

The city lord stood there, not even moving, and allowed Zhang Yi's punch to hit his chest, or to be precise, hit the air mass in his chest.

"Too weak."

The city lord looked at Zhang Yi's heavy punch coldly and expressed his opinion.

Zhang Yi raised his head, grinned, and replied: "That's you!"

After saying that, he exerted force with his left hand again, and a force even greater than the previous impact suddenly surged out. The air ball that was resisting Zhang Yi's fist shattered. Zhang Yi's left fist suddenly hit the city lord's chest, and he would remain majestic.

The moved city lord flew out.

"Too weak."

Zhang Yi looked at the flying city lord with emotion.

In the process of being knocked away, the city lord actually took the time to wipe the dent on his chest. His armor instantly changed back to its original appearance. Then the city lord looked up at Zhang Yi and smiled.

"Good job."

He said, and then suddenly disappeared. The next second, he had appeared in front of Zhang Yi, and also punched out hard.
Chapter completed!