I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Chapter 477: I went

In the virtual world, Chen Feng shouldered his hands and stood in the playground surrounded by mountains, looking around.

The huge playground couldn't see the edge at a glance.

In the distance, the mountains are covered with green trees, and tall buildings rise one after another at night.

A tall bell tower stands far away on the left, and another monument stands on the right.

Behind Chen Feng is the towering snow-capped mountains, and the pristine white clouds float slowly around the mountainside.

The scene in front of Chen Feng is both real and unreal.

Reality is based on the power of the stars, and virtual reality has completely reached the level of falseness, even the grassy fragrance in the nose is exactly the same as reality.

Unreal in the stars merges Chen Feng's memory in the timeline of the Daxueshan base.

Clock tower, monument, fully simulated runway, residential building rising from the sky, large-scale engineering development building...

These things appeared in the base of Daxue Mountain on different timelines.

"Stars, did you do it on purpose?"

Chen Feng said to the void.

A starry voice sounded in his mind, "But instead of answering his words, he asked him in reverse, do you know what Pound's theoretical success rate is?"

"How many?"

"2.37%."

Chen Feng: "..."

After a moment, he sighed, "It's a pity."

"Are you a pity not you?"

"Yes, if it is me, this 2.37% is actually 100%."

"But even if you are on the spot, you won't let you go. This experiment did not consider the return route. You have to be alive."

Chen Feng nodded gently, "Well. So this is the reason why you chose my meeting point with Pound in the base of Daxueshan where multiple timelines merge?"

"Yes, this is where you have the most intersection with this fighter. He is about to get his sage password, and he will know some things. Letting him return to his place before departure may allow him to reach his full potential. , So that the value of about 2.37% can be changed to 4.74%."

Chen Feng nodded slightly, but he remembered the scene when Pound was found out by Tiger Brother because he was helping him to speak for himself.

Since then, this seemingly dumb guy has been chasing behind him.

After a while, Pound's figure appeared.

He has gray hair, but his figure is more sophisticated and his face is still firm.

Pound scratched his head slightly, and smiled happily, "First... Hello Xianzhe."

Chen Feng: "Call me Feng Brother."

"Good brother Feng."

Chen Feng nodded, "Well."

"I am going."

"I know."

"Brother Feng, I'm not afraid of death. You said before that everyone will die. The important thing is that it makes no sense to die."

Chen Feng: "This famous quote belongs to someone I moved."

Pound grinned, "Brother Feng, do you have anything to tell me in particular?"

Chen Feng thought for a while, "No. I can teach you all as long as I can. I will only emphasize one thing with you, you can certainly. I said."

"Well, then I went."

"Go ahead."

Three minutes later, an enlarged and thickened star-shaped battle armor stood quietly in the drop bay of a special fast transport ship.

Of course, this transport ship has also been specially modified. Its mission is to send Pound to a location no more than 50 million kilometers in front of the prism array.

Of course, the transport ship may also be shot down during its progress, so 100 million kilometers is the lower limit.

In the universe not far from the space station, there are another 10 million small assault ships that look exactly like special transport ships waiting quietly.

These are bait and cover.

"Major Pound, have you said goodbye to your family?"

There should be only technicians in the cabin, but there were more unexpected guests.

Pound in the armor slowly opened his eyes and looked down at a cyan vial in the palm of his hand. The corner of his mouth was curved, and said softly: "Yes, take Mr. Weilon."

Taking Wei Lun closer, he lowered his voice and said: "The Xian Zhe Yuan asked me to apologize to you. Sorry, I haven't told you the Xian Zhe password until now."

Pound shook his head. "There is nothing to apologize. I'm already more fortunate than many people. At least take Mr. Weilon. You haven't got your password now."

Nodded with Wei Lun, "Yes, I still envy you."

After being silent for a few more seconds, the politician, Wei Lun, suddenly looked up, and his eyes seemed to pass through the armor shield and saw Pound's eyes inside.

"Major Pound. In the past, you were a comrade-in-arms of Xianzhe. You have fought alongside him eight times. You are a Qin Han in historical data. You were his closest comrade-in-arms. You represent the glory of Xianzhe. This time, you are the disciple of the sage, you have accepted the teachings of the sage, you have carried the most important task to date in the century of human resistance, and you are being watched by the surviving hundreds of millions of people. Then, if you can accomplish this For the impossible, the reputation of the sages will rise to the extreme, and the fighting spirit of the entire Shadow Galaxy will reach its peak. So, it’s all yours."

Pound was silent for a moment, his breathing gradually increased, and he nodded after a long time, "Mr. Weilon, I used to think that politicians are useless, but now you let me change my mind. You are a very powerful person. Thank you."

On the other side, Ou Qinglan, who is not far from the office, came in via an old-fashioned phone, "The final test is complete, let's go."

Take Wei Lun to turn away, waved his hand.

After another five minutes, a fleet of 10,001 small assault ships rushed out of the third line of defense and went straight to the distant asteroid belt.

At this time, the huge ten-fold Dyson membrane had just been shredded.

Dyson's "corpse" is fragmented throughout the universe, and it looks both spectacular and miserable.

Under the protection of countless small combat units, 30,000 compound-eye prism ships are gradually compressing their formations, stepping closer to the asteroid belt filled with humans.

The artillery fire with a short pause in the distance has already been reflected once again. A large number of ships, ground guns, missile launchers, and camouflaged self-explosive meteorite lurking in the asteroid belt are fighting back.

"I must."

Pound whispered in the armor.

His memory suddenly circulated.

Countless fragmented memories from small to large are presented little by little.

He remembered the course of his growth.

In these countless years, although he has never seen Chen Feng, Chen Feng has influenced his life everywhere.

Therefore, when taking over this mortal task not long ago, and then obtaining the sage password, Pound, as a major general and a seasoned and experienced professional soldier, was also indescribable.

So there are so many stories about us in the scene just now?

It's incredible. It turns out that the bond between me and Xian Zhe started before I was born.

that's nice.

I'm really sorry.

Unfortunately, he didn't have more time to digest his state of mind.

Many people envy him.

Pound knows what these people envy, and envy him that he is strong enough to take on such a task.

But Pound also knew he had more enviable places.

The sage password has accompanied many people's life, but many people know that they are not dying.

Because the death of others came too suddenly, Xian Zhe Yuan was too late and there was no need to give the password to others.

But Pound is different.

He was born in ignorance, and grew up in ignorance, unknowingly, he is more than a hundred years old, but he can become an informant at the last stage of his life.

How lucky is this?

So, can I?

It must be possible!

Pound slowly closed his eyes. Since becoming a student of Chen Feng, the inspiring feeling of rapid progress gradually boiled in his heart.

He began to re-summarize and reflect on every detail of his operation.

Before Chen Feng and Ding Hu helped him find some meticulous errors, he recognized it, but he always felt that he did not quite understand where the interlayer yarn was.

He knew this was wrong, but he didn't know what was right.

He wanted to improve, but nowhere to start.

He is already stronger than 99.9999% of people in the world, but he will always be stronger.

Now, all the confusion quickly disappeared at this moment.

After something hazy in his thoughts collapsed, he became unprecedented.

Many years ago, Chen Feng also sincerely envied Pang De's humble talent.

Chen Feng can always become the strongest recruit in the base of Daxueshan. One is his talent, and the other is that he has become a recruit more than others.

But Pound always caught up behind him.

This man has no chance of dying and coming back again.

He still relies on talent, unparalleled talent.

In a sense, as a fighter, Pound is more focused than Chen Feng.

The four words "must succeed" are his only will at this moment.

In a fierce round of confrontation, the special transport ship successfully sent Pound to the position of 5,700 kilometers in front of the prism, and was hit and exploded.

Chen Feng stood on the bridge with his hands on his back.

At this time, Chenfeng No. 2 is performing a leap forward in the distant subspace medium layer.

His forty-two light-year long march has a long way to go.

The star map in front of him converged into the narrow area of the asteroid belt in front of the shadow galaxy.

When he saw Pound's transport ship hit, his fists clenched slightly.

Suddenly, his lips curled up.

In the fireworks, a lightning figure burst out of the flaming package and rushed out.

This figure was originally a fighter plane, accelerating extremely fast, and began to continue to advance along a winding curve, while avoiding the engulfment of dark energy fog, while continuously firing an electronic jet gun to detonate the self-destructive flies ambushing in advance along the way.

This figure is getting faster and faster, changing direction more and more fierce.

The guard blade blade saw the uninvited guest and forcibly broke through the space and jumped over.

But at this time, the shadow had transformed into a human form.

In theory, the humanoid armor is not the most perfect fast maneuver mode.

However, it must be considered that Pound has always been the training environment for special fighters. In the battlefield, he must consider his own degree of adaptation.

Choosing the most familiar form of battle armor can prevent mistakes to the greatest extent and improve the success rate.

Pound inside opened his mouth and drank the bottle of blue potion.

His life began to count down.

60, 59, 58...

In order to avoid the terrible acceleration brought by the anti-matter engine to instantaneously kill the operator inside, the creature absorbed the biological characteristics of the rock life that Chen Feng had long seen, and developed a petrochemical agent.

In a sense, this medicine is also a physical toxin.

When the carbon-based life takes the petrochemical agent, the body will irreversibly enter the petrochemical state and gradually be petrified.

In this process, the thinking speed of carbon-based life will gradually slow down, and the organic matter in the body will also petrify, and eventually become a real stone after 60 seconds.

This also represents a complete death.

Boom!

With the help of the antimatter engine, Pound's Star Shadow Warframe suddenly speeded up, evading the long-range attack of the bladed beetle that leaped to the top of his head and bombarded from above.

Star Shadow Armor is getting faster and faster, gradually approaching the speed of light.

He began to change direction!

go ahead!

Change direction!

Change direction again!

go ahead!

After a while, Pound turned into a broken line streamer, and began to continue to advance under the cover of the dense blade of beetles, octopus beetles, frozen space coverage, self-explosive insects and prism gunfire!

The distance is getting closer.

50 million kilometers!

Forty million!

thirty million!

Twenty-three million!

...

Even Chen Feng~www.ltnovel.com~, who is at the peak of human combat power, was shocked by this scene.

He smelled his own smell from Pound.

This is the tenth floor of combat intuition!

In the last battle in his life, Pound became the first of all his students to reach the tenth level of combat instinct!

Forty-eight seconds later, Pound's Star Shadow Armor has reached 10,000 kilometers in front of the edge ship!

He was six seconds ahead of schedule!