Logging 10,000 Years into the Future Novel

"Do you remember our class? That person...Xiang Peng."

Dong Qingxue asked.

Qin Shaojun nodded, "I know, there were many talented people in that class..."

In the talent training camp that Dong Qingxue was referring to, there were more than 20 talented warriors.

And the Xiang Peng she was talking about was the "Wang" of that class.

When he entered the camp, his qi and blood value was close to that of a third-level warrior, and his strength was even more amazing.

Almost everyone's "nightmare".

Looking back now, Qin Shaojun felt that the part that was "beaten" by the opponent at the beginning seemed to be in pain.

One can imagine how terrifying that guy was at that time.

"Right now he..."

Dong Qingxue paused for a moment, and said in a more euphemistic way: "It's far less dazzling than before."

Qin Shaojun nodded silently.

In fact, Dong Qingxue didn't know, he had secretly gone to that person once in private.

When I went there, I gritted my teeth and wanted to avenge the past.

After seeing it, he was depressed and couldn't arouse any interest at all.

People are not at the same level at all, and they are talking about revenge or not.

"This Lu Sheng still has talent, but it's a pity..."

Dong Qingxue picked up the document belonging to Lu Sheng, scanned it from top to bottom, and was sincerely moved.

This time it was Qin Shaojun's turn to comfort Dong Qingxue.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. Those who are truly pitiful are these people..."

Qin Shaojun patted the thick stack of remaining student materials at the bottom, and said quite speechlessly: "With one or two points of vitality, you are tricked into coming in with the name of a genius, but in fact, it's all here to make up for it.

Not only will I not get any benefits, but I may also be severely hit by these monsters, and I will leave deep and indelible trauma physically and psychologically from then on..."

Dong Qingxue rolled his eyes at him angrily, and said: "Say nonsense, how can it be so exaggerated. Even if it is a foil, the training camp is of great help to them. How can there be such good cultivation conditions in other places... .”

Qin Shaojun shrugged, noncommittal.

While the two were chatting, some changes suddenly occurred on the giant composite instrument directly opposite them.

Qin Shaojun walked over quickly.

"Finally the show..."

He whistled cheerfully.

On the console in front of him, several indicator lights that were originally green suddenly turned red, and a slight reminder sounded.

"Channel No. 3, two organ puppets have been damaged by more than 10%... No. 8 also has..."

Qin Shaojun held the coffee in one hand, and quickly manipulated the table with the other.

Soon, two separate monitoring screens were called up on the huge display screen.

Dong Qingxue also came over to watch.

I saw that in one picture, a strong and burly boy was presented.

The skin on the boy's face and body showed a faint and strange grayish white. The attack of the second-level mechanism puppet fell on him, making a dull sound like a hammer hitting the ground, leaving only a faint white mark.

Taking advantage of this point, the young man ran amok in the passage like a bull. All the puppets were knocked tottering by him, some were even hit head-on, and their shoulders and chest were directly sunken.

"This is the little guy who awakened the defensive talent? Stone skin physique? I remember that we also had one in that class..."

Qin Shaojun said in a little surprise.

Dong Qingxue nodded and said, "Qi Meng, he is serving in the Southern Military Region now, with the rank of captain. Oh yes, his 'skin skin' has now grown into a 'steel body'."

Qin Shaojun made a tsk-tsk sound.

On the other surveillance screen, it was a thin boy.

The boy's speed was so fast that even the monitoring screen could barely catch his figure.

All I could see were puppets on the screen that were constantly being attacked and looked extremely clumsy.

"Speed ​​type, always very naughty..."

Qin Shaojun sighed.

At this moment, there was a sudden beep on the desktop, and several indicator lights turned from green to red in succession.

"The loss is 15 percent, the loss is 23 percent, the loss is 30 percent..."

Qin Shaojun looked at this series of data, and his whole body seemed to become excited, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he quickly pressed one hand on the operating table.

Not long after, the third monitoring screen appeared on the big screen.

The content presented in this picture is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

A thin girl walked in the dark airtight passage with an expressionless face.

She hardly has to do anything.

Wherever they pass, the mechanism puppets blocking the way in front of them will be bounced away by an invisible force, deeply embedded in the steel wall next to them, and actively make way for the girl.

"It's just... perverted!"

Qin Shaojun looked at this scene that was like the plot of a sci-fi movie, choked out a few words, and looked at Dong Qingxue with undisguised envy in his eyes.

"You psychiatrists are just like bugs! Why don't you let ordinary people like us live..."

Dong Qingxue stared at the girl in the picture intently, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and said: "Although a spiritual teacher is powerful, the difficulty of cultivation is too high, and the progress is slow after the third level.

Moreover, a spiritual teacher with too weak talent is not as good as a warrior, so it is better to specialize in martial arts.

However, it is true that it is easier for a spiritual master to break through to the master level..."

Qin Shaojun listened to Dong Qingxue's speech sourly, and picked up the coffee in his hand and wanted to put it to his mouth.

At this moment, a series of ear-piercing reminders sounded suddenly, which seemed so ear-piercing in the empty command room.

"What's wrong?"

Both of them were stunned, and Qin Shaojun quickly operated on the desktop.

"Aisle 12..."

When the information belonging to channel 12 was called out, Qin Shaojun suddenly let out a strange cry as if he had seen a ghost, and he couldn't even hold the coffee in his hand firmly, and spilled it all over the floor.

"Eighty percent damage, eighty-seven percent damage, damage...

Damn, there are a total of 20 organ puppets, more than fifteen of them have been damaged by more than 80%, and they are almost scrapped!

Dong Qingxue, when did you let the fourth-level fighters in? ! ! "