Author: Frozen Superman.
Status: Completed.
There is always someone in this world who has to play the role of villain.
And he is happy to serve.
No. 7 generation 01, the comprehensive report is now carried out, and the assessment is as follows. ”
Lower limit of mental power: 'Extraweight', upper limit: 'Unknown'. ”
Lower physical limit: 'Overweight', upper limit: 'Unknown'. ”
Training results: Average mental volume 9 nanoseconds passed. ”
Task Result: The average mental amount is 243 milliseconds, and the reason for the failure is that 'the column energy cannot withstand the mental power of the tasker, and the world collapses'. ”
Sentiment value: Lack of data to back it up, estimated: 0. ”
Whether there is a tendency to self-destruct: judged to be none. ”
Whether there is a tendency to defect: Judged to be none. ”
Whether there is an evolutionary tendency: judged as 'unknown'. ”
Based on the above data analysis, the 7th generation 01 was evaluated - passed the test and was allowed to enter. ”
When he opened his eyes, it was snow-white, and the familiar training room, Mo Yin disconnected and walked out of the room, the light outside was strong, he squinted, and a little lake-like green flashed in his pupils.
Hello, your laid-off reemployment task has been completed, congratulations on passing with a full score, do you want to return to the post of guardian of the villain department of the whole channel? ”
I can't wait. ”
The facilitators were as dedicated as ever. ”
Thanks for the compliment. ”
Head to the Preparation Room, where a new quest world will open for you. ”
Mo Yin had his own separate preparation room, which was very simple and clean according to his preferences, with nothing but a sofa for resting.
Mo Yin sat on the sofa and leaned back, his back sinking into the soft touch of water.
Welcome back, Dear Villain Coordinator, the next step will be to open the barrier for you—".
Mo Yin closed his eyes and released his spiritual power.
An ice-blue net enveloped him.
The barrier was successfully opened. ”
Confirm your identity. ”
Identity: Villain coordinator Mo Yin. ”
The values are successfully matched and a new world is opened. ”
The mechanical sound paused uncharacteristically for a moment.
There is no familiar sense of water dissolution that activates entering the small world, instead of a sense of stagnation in the two-dimensional world, Mo Yin uses his spiritual power to communicate with the system, "What's the situation?" ”
Dear Villain Coordinator, this time a new world will open up for you. ”
Mo Yin was keenly aware that the "new world" mentioned by the system was not just the meaning of opening another world.
Sure enough, every next sentence of the system subverted Mo Yin's previous cognition.
There is no plot in this world, everything is unknown. ”
The only thing you know is that you will be the biggest villain in this world and face off against the main character. ”
The system will not follow the coordinator and we are sorry that we cannot provide you with any assistance. ”
Once you die in a world, you will be logged out of the world immediately. ”
Please try to stay alive as much as possible. ”
The mechanical voice continued to state, without giving Mo Yin the slightest chance to ask questions.
Goodbye and good luck. ”
The last syllable came into his ears, and the sense of flatness of the stalemate was instantly broken, and when Mo Yin had no time to react, his spiritual power was suddenly uprooted from his body by a huge energy!
Bang-" It was as if a pair of giant hands grabbed his body and slammed into the hard glass.
* Breaking sounds, flying debris, burning heat, violent tinnitus, ......A terrifying feeling of dizziness swept over Mo Yin, he wanted to open his eyes, his eyelashes were sticky, as if he was heavily covered by some thick liquid, completely powerless.
Then he smelled blood.
A strong, overwhelming smell of blood.
There was crushing pain everywhere in the body, from muscles to bones, every inch seemed to have been hit by a heavy stone, stiff and trembling at an uncontrolled frequency, chest and lungs like torn bellows, breathing involuntarily, all passive, instinctively trying to survive, every breath was carried with the pain of crying blood.
Mo Yin had never experienced such a real sense of near-death.
It's so real, as if his ontology is going through death.
That's very wrong.
In the past, whether it was the training world or the mission world, all the small worlds gave him the same feeling as a membrane, which could not really affect his feelings at all, his spiritual power was above those worlds, and all he could feel was a ridiculous sense of falsehood.
What a strong energy.
Is this the alliance finally willing to give him a big one?
Mo Yin wanted to laugh a little.
The chest, which gradually fell silent, suddenly rose and fell slowly with the strong burst of willpower.
Quick, fast, heart rate up—".
Mo Yin heard the shouts of soldiers in his ears, the pulley rolled across the ground and made a "click" sound, the sticky and heavy point that stuck his eyelids slowly rolled down, his eyes opened a slit with great effort, and he saw a dazzling and shaking white light, which was a bit similar to the training world, except that the light was not so hot, and then, his consciousness fell into boundless darkness......
Are you nervous? ”
A kind and gentle female voice.
Mo Yin turned his face and saw a face with no facial features.
The image was supposed to be terrifying, but he didn't feel the slightest fear.
Xiao Yin won't be nervous," a male voice came from the front, sounding like a middle-aged man, and his tone was very proud, "He will fly a plane in the future." After speaking, the middle-aged man turned his face and glanced back.
The same has no facial features.
Mo Yin intuitively felt that the other party should have smiled at him.
As if his fingers were twisting something, Mo Yin looked down at the palm of his hand, he was holding a dark yellow document bag in his hand, and the front of the document bag read "First Air Force Aviation University." ”
Eighteen years of memories flooded into my mind.
He was born in an ordinary family, his father is a taxi driver, his mother is a cashier in a supermarket, his father is a local, and there is an old house left by the previous generation in the city where every inch of land is expensive.
As their son, he has a smart brain, a healthy physique, a gentle and sensible personality, has just turned 18 years old this year, has successfully passed the selection of the Air Force to recruit pilots, and is about to embark on the road of aviation of his dreams.
Everything was so perfect.
Until the truck roared in.