Fermi no longer knew what to say, and his mood was very complicated.
When he was serving in the army, [Ultra-long-distance hand-thrown mines] had always been a skill he was very jealous of. The captain trained him many times, but he still didn't learn it.
I suddenly saw it today, or saw it on a student's hand. Fermi felt unreal.
[Ultra-long-distance hand-thrown mine] does not require high levels of brain control. It only requires level 6 or above of brain control to learn. However, very few people can learn it because it has its special features.
Because it is a very rare skill that requires more physical level than mental control level.
Level 6 brain control, level 7 body, these are the prerequisites for learning [Ultra-long distance hand-thrown mine].
Except for a very small number of body-refining maniacs, for most masters, it is normal for the level of brain control to exceed the level of the body.
In this era where brain control is everything, the gains from improving the level of brain control are far greater than the gains from improving the body level. Most masters strengthen their bodies just to prevent themselves from schizophrenia. In their philosophy, the body is enough
Just fine.
How far behind the brain control level will a person develop schizophrenia? The specifics vary from person to person, but according to statistics, if the body level is no more than two levels behind the brain control level, the probability of developing schizophrenia is less than 6%.
Therefore, we can also understand why there are so few masters who are good at [ultra-long-range hand-thrown mines]. If the physical level reaches level seven, the brain control will usually reach level nine.
When the mind control reaches level nine, he is also an absolute master in the army, a master directly under the division. Masters at this level have too many more powerful and convenient skills, who would sacrifice their own skills to learn [super long-distance skills]
Throwing thunder】?
Those who are good at [Ultra-long-distance hand-thrown mines] are all body-refining maniacs, and the army is the place where body-refining maniacs are most concentrated.
Looking at Long Cheng's thin and small body, Femi felt inexplicably terrified. He had seen how powerful and fierce the seventh-level body was, that is, a humanoid weapon. In the lightless armor state, Long Cheng's killing him was no different from killing a chicken.
How does Dragon City train?
Femi remembered that the information on Dragon City listed his age as seventeen.
He trained his body to level seven at the age of seventeen. Did he start training from his mother's womb?
Physical training is more difficult than brain control training. Although people have long discovered various ways to strengthen and temper the body, physical training is extremely boring and slow in progress. The whole process is a challenge to physiological limits.
It was really unimaginable for Fermi that a seventeen-year-old child could train his body to level seven. With Dragon City's current strength, he would at least be the captain of a team in the army.
The teachers in Longcheng are definitely not ordinary people, and they must have served in the military.
Fermi opened the search silently and silently entered "Who are the killers in the military in the past thirty years?".
Xiong Wei and the others made a tacit agreement with the Lichuan Society to stop the quarrel. If Dragon City got into a quarrel, everyone would suffer. They were divided into two groups, and they stood there and did not dare to move around at will.
Longcheng didn't let them leave, and they didn't dare to leave either.
Only Xiong Wei didn't want to leave at all. Instead, he started the live broadcast and talked endlessly.
"...Come on, let me show you what magic modification is! The latest popular light armor, Yan Falcon! Can any brother recognize it? What is magic modification? This is what the hell is called magic modification! What is muscle?
What is the aesthetics of violence? You will understand it when you see Yan Shuan Mo Gai!"
"Why do you put the engine in your butt? This tells us that men start from their buttocks. Let's go back and practice squats! Why do you put the engine out? This tells us that real men should be candid!"
"Look at this red color again. Is it pure? What is it called? Yes, it's iron-clad and tender!"
"I met the Dragon City Ethics and Discipline Office for the first time when it opened. I was so lucky. Today I will explore the way for everyone and see how the food at the Ethics and Discipline Office is like."
"Let me tell you, if you call me to write a check later, I will definitely let Long Cheng sign it! Girls who want Long Cheng's signature, please add me as a friend now and give me my communication number..."
"Come, let's appreciate Long Cheng's wonderful performance just now! I'm here to break the news. Girls who like Long Cheng are in luck. Long Cheng's classmate's physical level is at least level seven! Sisters! Level seven! Sisters, then
How hard it must be!"
Seeing that the number of viewers was jumping rapidly and the prompts for adding friends to his communication account kept ringing, Xiong Wei's face lit up with joy.
Those people from Lichuan Club, look at me and I look at you, what the hell are you still doing this?
Xiong Wei's friends seemed to have drawn a clear line with him.
Long Cheng, who was immersed in the joy of harvest, completely ignored those guys and was cleaning the battlefield.
Harvest!
There are three mechs that remain roughly intact. Although the other mechs are in a scrapped state, there are many usable parts. Especially the [Spring Bell] high-precision rail rifle, which immediately fills the gap in Longcheng's long-range combat weapons.
.
There are at least four engines that meet his needs. As for the drones and control modules, there are as many as six or seven.
The number of light armors is a bit too much.
"Fermi."
Fermi, who was admiring the killing charisma of the various armies, suddenly heard Long Cheng calling him. He was so frightened that he turned off the search, pretending to be calm and asked: "What's wrong? Long Cheng."
Longcheng asked: "I can call the tow truck, right?"
"That's right." Femi felt relieved, and he reacted: "Trailer? Do you want to drag them all back?"
"right."
Fermi: “…”
A moment later, an unmanned tugboat roared over. The trailer was too small to hold so many light armors. Robotic arms like octopus claws hung from the tugboat, grabbing the light armors on the ground and dragging them into the cabin.
Xiong Wei continued the live broadcast, beaming: "The tools for committing crimes are being confiscated now! Brothers, be careful when fighting in the future! Don't bring out any precious light armor, otherwise you will be punished with blood when you encounter the disciplinary department. Look at this [Gust Wind]
】, worth 5 million! Almost intact! It was confiscated just like that!"
He deliberately said loudly that the [Gust] was the mech armor of the boss of the Lichuan Society, which made the other party's face turn green with anger.
"This is [Bangfeng]'s honor to be able to participate in the historic events of the Department of Ethics and Discipline. How much virtue it has accumulated in its previous life! Now, it is my Yan Falcon's turn to be included in the annals of history. How exciting it is. It is about to enter the exhibition hall of the Department of Ethics and Discipline...
…”
Dragon City on the tugboat discovered that it was Yan Falcon, but he didn't take a second look. Yan Falcon was worthless.
He asked Fermi if he couldn't make money by selling the scraps of light armor in the school.
The tugboat simply left.
The huge valley fell into silence.
No one expected that Long Cheng would leave so suddenly without saying a word to them or even saying hello. What does this mean?
They didn't dare to be careless and waited for a while with obedient faces.
After confirming that Long Cheng had indeed left, everyone relaxed and their faces became ferocious.
Xiong Wei saw several people from Lichuan Society surrounding him with unkind expressions, and secretly exclaimed that something was wrong, as the other party had an advantage in numbers. From the corner of his eye, he noticed his almost completely paralyzed Yan Falcon light armor, and with a thought in his heart, he quickly rushed to Yan Falcon
forward, rolling and climbing into the cockpit.
With only half of its body left, Yan Falcon was waving its big iron hands, like a hairy crab without legs.
The faces of the people in Lichuan Club changed, they turned around and ran away, scattering in all directions.
