Survival in the apocalypse: I can sublimate all things

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Everyone in the elite strategy group at the training ground had finished washing up after the battle and were lining up to wait for the order to disband.

Chen Hai was undoubtedly the last one to walk out of the shower room.

He took off his armor, put on the black military trousers he had worn when he first met, and stepped on his combat boots to come to the front of the team.

"It's been a long wait. Today's town strategy ends here. Thank you for your hard work. Dismissal!"

"oh--!"

Following Chen Hai's order.

There was a cheer in the queue.

Wang Yong looked at Fang Peng, who was extremely excited, and said inexplicably: "What's wrong? Are you dating a girlfriend? Are you so happy to have a breakup?"

Fang Peng chuckled: "How could my girlfriend make me so excited? Didn't I just pass by Zhongxing Shopping Mall? I saw that the advertising screen in the C position has changed the advertising type. It used to be weapons and equipment, but now it has become a stand-alone game."

"Really?" Wang Yong frowned, a little confused.

Fang Peng said confidently: "I thought I was mistaken at first, so I asked someone in a private chat, and it turned out to be true! The game blueprint provided by the city lord was developed by Kirin Terminal itself, so there is no need to question the quality! of."

"Isn't this... simulation training room enough fun?"

Wang Yong is puzzled. Technology has evolved to the level of virtual reality. Is there still a market for stand-alone games and other peripheral antiques?

Fang Peng curled his lips: "Is there any difference between a simulated training ground and a real apocalyptic survival? Working overtime after get off work, or playing single-player after get off work, which one do you choose?"

Wang Yong was speechless.

"That's right. Let's go and take a look after dinner."

"okay."

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Soon, the conversation between Wang Yong and Fang Peng attracted Chu Feng and the others.

After Fang Peng's retelling, the cheers continued for a long time.

Li Jing Jiang Ling looked at the group of boys and shook her head with a smile: "A boy's happiness is really simple."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Hao and Zhou Feng next to him, and then said: "But there are also outliers, such as these two."

"Jiang Ling."

Just when everyone was heading to the training ground cafeteria together.

A calm voice sounded from behind.

That voice was so familiar that it was already burned into their bones after having experienced the battlefield.

Therefore, as soon as the call came out, all the members stopped their conversations and turned around.

In his sight, Chen Hai stepped forward and put his hands behind his back, standing as still as a pine tree. His eagle-like eyes looked directly at Jiang Ling with exquisite eyes.

Jiang Ling looked a little weird after turning around, but he still stood at attention and reported for duty as a soldier.

Chen Hai nodded and raised his chin towards the training ring next to him: "Get on to the ring."

Jiang Ling looked even weirder, but still obeyed the instructions and stepped onto the ring.

"Brother Yong, what is Uncle Chen doing...?"

Wang Yong is a reliable middle-aged man who is best at understanding people's hearts. Fang Peng thinks he knows.

Wang Yong came over and whispered back: "I don't know, Miss Jiang Ling didn't seem to make any mistakes today..."

Others were also talking about it. Jiang Ling was already an intermediate level Doomsday War King. Talking quietly was equivalent to normal communication. Hearing this, the grievance and complexity in his heart became more prominent. The look he looked at Chen Hai changed from pretending to be calm. Slightly annoyed.

Is this because she has been unwilling to accept him as her father and is preparing to use her official position to suppress herself?

Chen Hai watched Jiang Ling come on stage, followed closely behind, and stood opposite Jiang Ling.

"Attack here, use all your strength."

As soon as these words came out, the audience stopped breathing.

Good guy, it turns out that Uncle Chen wants to challenge Jiang Ling.

But isn't the ring battle used to resolve grievances and provide practical training? What does Uncle Chen mean?

Not to mention the audience, Jiang Ling was also confused.

All right, what's wrong with him?

"Why don't you move?"

Chen Hai frowned, "No way, this kid, with the speed he entered the fighting state, he might have lost the opportunity when he met his opponent. Before, the city was basically a team battle, and he was afraid of looking at Jiang Ling, so he didn't dare to be too aggressive. focus on.

Now it seems that the problem is really big, but in the final analysis it is still his fault. If he had been by Jiang Ling's side since she was a child, training her and nurturing her, it would definitely not be like this. He must be the Lord of the City and look at the problem sharply. As he said, once he integrates into his father's identity, he will soon find out what Jiang Ling lacked in his childhood.

"Still not moving!?"

Chen Hai shouted loudly, his muscles all over his body suddenly bulged, and the oppressive feeling of the high-level Doomsday War King instantly came out, directly shocking the entire audience in place!

When everyone woke up from the shock, Chen Hai was already close to Jiang Ling, and his fist passed through Jiang Ling's ear and stopped behind him. The terrifying strong wind rolled up Jiang Ling's ponytail and swayed. .

"The speed of entering the battle is too slow and the ability to adapt is insufficient, which is extremely fatal on the battlefield. But it doesn't matter. From today on, I will accompany you to practice. Let's go eat first."

He finished speaking calmly, and when he retracted his hand, he patted Jiang Ling on the shoulder, gave her a firm look, then turned around and said: "Don't be stunned, she made the same mistake that you will probably make too. After dinner Come back and practice more.”

Everyone: "..."

Chen Hai: "What's the answer?"

Everyone: "Yes!"

Chen Hai smiled: "Very good, this is the spirit I want."

After saying that, he turned over and jumped off the ring, looked at the hand that patted Jiang Ling's shoulder, and walked towards the cafeteria with joy in his eyes.

There is only one thought in my heart: why is the city lord a god.

On the stage, Jiang Ling, who was completely confused, came back to his senses. He stared at the disappearing figure, his nose twitched, his eyes turned red, and tears rolled down his face.

Li Jing was frightened when she saw this. She hurriedly jumped onto the ring, put her arms around Jiang Ling's shoulders and said, "What's wrong? What's going on? Why is Lingling still crying? Uncle Chen is a bit strict, but it's not like that." Ah, you..."

Lin Hao was even more surprised.

Is Jiang Ling such a girl?

It was a ferocious beast that could tear the flesh and blood of its enemies alive on the battlefield.

He is a hero who can break his sword and kill himself before being killed by the enemy.

How could Uncle Chen just say a few words and be like this?

Others also noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere, but those who could stay here did not know how to assess the situation. Those who were not familiar with Jiang Ling all left together, and those who were familiar with him also dispersed one after another, leaving the space to Jiang Ling and Li Jing alone.

Jiang Ling felt much better when he saw everyone leaving. He wiped away his tears of disappointment and muttered vaguely: "I didn't say anything before, but now I suddenly come out to act like my dad and do it to me in front of so many people." It’s ugly, who cares? You’re crazy.”

Besides, her reaction was slow, she was obviously speechless and crazy.

Li Jing blinked: "Lingling, what did you say? What airs?"

Jiang Ling sniffed and said angrily: "It's nothing. Let's go eat. I want to eat ten bowls today."

After saying that, he dragged Li Jing, who was full of questions, and ran to the cafeteria.

Li Jing was really at a loss, but having said that, in just this moment, the image of Jiang Ling that had been fixed in her heart for so many years had undergone tremendous changes.

Because she never knew that Jiang Ling could still cry and be angry.

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