Wang Ling had privately thought that this was just a simple simulation game, and hadn't expected that the master of each level would actually be a character with a "meme."
Take this Brother Marten for example. It was very obvious that the character's design had definitely been based on a certain rap singer. Furthermore, this singer had been extremely famous a while ago, and was the leader of the rap group "Green Grass Association." As for the hidden weapon design of the dumpling skin, Wang Ling already had no way to ridicule it, because the main reason this character had become popular and then spurned by everyone was because he had cuckolded his big brother and gotten together with his sister-in-law.
As the saying went, dumplings were the most delicious and the most fun …
At this point, Wang Ling already couldn't bear to think about it anymore. His heart was on the verge of collapse; this game was simply toxic!
But if it had been a combination of a hidden weapon and the Body Fusion Spell, Brother Marten would have been a lot less of a threat. Wang Ling had initially thought that Brother Marten would use a more advanced sound wave spell and the Body Fusion Spell to attack, but it turned out that the second level wasn't too difficult. The difficulty increased gradually with each level, and Wang Ling could only blame himself for overthinking things.
Wang Ling used his movement to avoid Brother Marten's dumpling skin. His mind and eye were one, and the King's Eye's dynamic vision inadvertently played a huge role. As he avoided the hidden weapon, he actually managed to turn the dumpling skin back into his hand.
Then, he abruptly threw the dumpling skin again. It was as fast as a flywheel as it cut into Brother Marten's abdomen.
Brother Marten fell to the ground in pain and announced his defeat. "If I could do it all over again … I want to tell big brother … sister-in-law and I truly love each other …"
"…" Wang Ling sighed in his heart.
In his heart, he marveled at the realism of this game's design. Although there were huge flaws in the character designs and functions, the overall feeling of the characters was still reproduced.
Wang Ling had always rejected the idea of a third party in a marriage. Fortunately, Father Wang had already proven himself to be a good family man through his actions. At the very least, he had never been careless when it came to buying things for Mother Wang.
Take this pregnancy as an example. Father Wang knew that after the pregnancy preparations and Wang Nuan's birth, the family would have a huge new expense. Thus, he had been updating his novels with special situations recently in order to earn some money for milk powder and diapers. Every day, he would write twenty or twenty thousand yuan, turning himself into a tentacle monster. He was completely different from an author like Kuxuan, who had no integrity at all.
Wang Ling didn't know why this Kuxuan guy had the face to write about Father Wang as his model … they weren't on the same level in terms of diligence alone!
…
Today's training ended early, mainly because San Yuan realized that the students of No. 60 High this year were too outstanding. That was all he had prepared for today. Physical skills training was originally planned for tomorrow, but after everyone had passed the test, San Yuan suddenly realized that he had nothing left to teach.
In Headmaster Chen's office, San Yuan sat upright on the sofa. He still maintained his strict habits in the army, leaving only half of his buttocks on the sofa. At the same time, his back was very straight, and when he sat, he was also well-behaved, with his hands gently placed on his knees.
Headmaster Chen made San Yuan a cup of tea. San Yuan turned a switch on the iron mask, and a straw stuck out from the center of the mask.
Headmaster Chen was curious. "What kind of design is this …"
San Yuan: "Sorry, I'm used to it in the army. This straw is specially made with a filter function, and is suitable for us to use when we're looking for water in the wild. "
Because he wore a mask all year round, San Yuan was already used to all kinds of uses for it. Even now, he still wore it when he drank tea. Even when he ate, because of the Pore Swallowing Technique, there was no need for him to take it off when he ate.
The truth was that the masks which Magnificent Immortal had specially developed for special forces soldiers actually had many miraculous uses, which even Headmaster Chen was aware of.
It wasn't unusual for ordinary masks to be able to filter and purify air …
"San Yuan, you and I have been friends for many years. Tell me the truth, what do you think of our No. 60 High students this time? " Headmaster Chen asked for San Yuan's opinion with great sincerity. He had invited San Yuan over because he knew that San Yuan would not be courteous to him. He was a straightforward man who spoke his mind and was straightforward in both his words and actions. He was a straightforward person.
"Do you want to hear the truth?" San Yuan looked at Headmaster Chen expressionlessly.
"Of course." Headmaster Chen smiled as he looked forward to San Yuan's comments.
If San Yuan could find some problems before the national competition, then there would at least be hope for No. 60 High to make it into the top thirty in the country …
After all, there were 102 high schools this time, and there would be all kinds of demons and monsters. Being in the top thirty in the country was already very impressive, and Headmaster Chen didn't dare ask for a higher ranking at all.
Top ten would indeed be a little difficult for this bunch of kids.
But setting a small target that was achievable was fine.
However, San Yuan's answer was far beyond Headmaster Chen's expectations.
San Yuan: "They're all outstanding kids … At least from what I've seen in class today, I don't think there's much of a gap between their overall strength and that of the kids in the city key high schools. Their reactions are quick, their thinking is flexible, and they have an exceptional rapport. "
"Rapport?" Headmaster Chen was blank.
"Yes, they have a very good rapport." San Yuan said, "The physical technique tests I gave them were all done in an independent mental space, which prevented them from spying on each other, cheating, and discussing strategies. But it was under these conditions that the transfer students and the senior students actually cooperated with each other exceptionally well. In particular, the spiritual bond between that Classmate Wang Ling and the other transfer students has reached an inconceivable level. "
Headmaster Chen: "???"
San Yuan: "Wang Ling is very quick-witted. After he cleared the test, the other transfer students cleared it almost at the same time, and they used the same method. If it wasn't for the fact that the mental space is independent, I suspect that their brain structure is the same … The same strategy can actually be produced by these children at the same time, under the same conditions. This kind of tacit cooperation is something I've never seen in my life. "
Headmaster Chen: "…"
San Yuan: "If they can use this rapport in the competition, No. 60 High's ranking this time should be very high."
Headmaster Chen: "What do you think?"
San Yuan: "At least the top eight."
Headmaster Chen wiped at his sweat. "You're really daring … I'll be satisfied as long as we can make it to the top thirty."
San Yuan: "There's nothing wrong with being a little confident. We even made it to the finals of FPX in League of Legends this year, so be a little more confident."
Headmaster Chen: "…"
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