After the results of the training came out, all the players had their own thoughts. There was even an awkward scene during lunch. Worried that there might be something wrong with the food in front of them, no one wanted to be the first to pick up their cutlery.
At the same time, there was a clear division among the players. Other than Zhang Heng, who was still alone, the middle-aged man and the high school student had officially formed an alliance after Zhen Xiong and Jia Lai. In terms of strength, the combination of the two was stronger than Zhen Xiong and Jia Lai. Until now, the players still did not know who the mysterious killer was. This had become a huge unstable factor.
The fewer the players, the closer everyone was to the final victory. However, it also meant that they had to face a higher risk.
At this time, whoever made the first move would have the upper hand.
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"Are you in such a hurry?" The high school student was a little hesitant after listening to the middle-aged man's plan.
"You have been wondering if I killed those two people. Since we are now allies, I can tell you with certainty that I did not kill them. If you are not lying, then we better pray that Bruno is the killer. Otherwise, the killer must be one of them," the middle-aged man said.
"We don't know how they did it. This is the worst thing that could happen. But judging from the previous two accidents, the item in their hands is obviously related to the aircraft. Tomorrow morning, we will have a zero-gravity training session. We will board the Vomit Comet and fly in a parabola. If you don't want to gamble on whether there will be an accident during that training session, you better get rid of the threat before that happens. By the way, how many times have you participated in a single-player competitive quest? Do you still have some unrealistic fantasies? "
"The second time. The first time I participated, the environment was much more dangerous than now. Many players who entered the quest with me died in the earthquake. In the end, the number of people who survived was less than the limit," the high school student said sheepishly.
"Then you're very lucky. In my last dungeon, in order to fight for the last spot, two players who were childhood friends in the real world got into a big fight. Because everyone used fake names and changed their appearances, they didn't recognize each other until the last moment."
"Then they joined forces to kill the other players?"
The middle-aged man shook his head. "It was too late. There was no time to join forces to deal with the other players. Besides, the other players were not weak. Even if they joined forces, they might not be able to defeat them. So, one of them took advantage of the other player's hesitation and killed his friend in the real world to get the last spot."
"Ha!" "I'm not sympathizing with them. I'm just worried about the people at NASA. After all, too many accidents happened yesterday. NASA is now suspecting that there might be human factors behind all of this. Also, the public's opinion is terrible now. The media has been focusing on these incidents, questioning the safety and necessity of landing on the moon. If we act so quickly, will it affect the Apollo program?"
"Only those who survive have the right to worry about tomorrow." The middle-aged man pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and paused. "Don't worry about the Apollo program. NASA needs a successful moon landing at a time like this to prove that everyone's doubts are wrong. So, what we need to do is eliminate the other competitors and get into the command and service module of Apollo 11."
"You're right. I can't agree more. We'll do as you say in the afternoon's fire handling training." The high school student finally made up his mind.
…
After more than a month of training and study, the players were quite familiar with the Kennedy Space Center. So, the high school student easily found his way to the warehouse during their break. The warehouse in Building 7 wasn't big, and the security level wasn't high. It was mainly used to store daily necessities. Usually, there was only one administrator, so it was easy to sneak in.
However, after so many accidents, NASA had indeed strengthened the security of the space center. Even the warehouses with less important items were equipped with a security guard.
But this wasn't a problem for the high school student. He took out a piece of glass from his pocket and patiently adjusted the angle of the glass under the sun. After a few tries, he finally managed to refract the light onto the security guard's face. After that, he placed the glass outside the wall and waited for the security guard to come over and pick it up.
The next moment, something magical happened. After the security guard picked up the piece of glass, his expression froze.
The high school student breathed a sigh of relief and walked out from behind the wall. He looked around, and when he didn't see anyone else, he immediately entered the warehouse.
After a while, he walked out of the warehouse. Other than the bulge under his lower abdomen, he didn't look much different from usual. The high school student walked up to the security guard and took the piece of glass from him. The next second, the security guard's expression finally returned to normal.
"Great, I was looking for this thing. So, you found it. Thank you very much." A bright smile appeared on the high school student's face.
The security guard was still in a daze. He couldn't remember what happened after he got the glass. However, as the security force arranged by NASA, he could still recognize the astronaut candidate from the Kennedy Space Center. He nodded at the high school student and returned to his post.
After getting what he wanted, the high school student rushed to the training center without stopping. Finally, he managed to get in before the fire handling training started. He stood beside the middle-aged man and panted heavily, attracting a lot of attention.
"Are you trying to tell everyone that you just did something behind their backs?" The middle-aged man frowned.
"That's easy for you to say. Why don't you try running from the cafeteria to the warehouse, and then from the warehouse to here in such a short time?" The high school student complained. "It's good enough that I can come back on time. Do you have any way to ask the captain to put us in the same group without raising suspicion?"
"We don't have to ask," the middle-aged man said. "They are not as strong as us. They should be the ones worried."
Before he could finish, Zhen Xiong pointed at the fat man and said to the captain, "Kenhaus, can the two of us be in the same group for the fire handling training?"
"Why?" the captain asked.
"I've already teamed up with the others during the previous training. I'm only missing Anderson. I hope to work with different teammates and familiarize myself with each of their styles."
"Very reasonable. Sure."
Zhang Heng didn't want to get involved in the fight between the two groups. So, he volunteered to be in the same group as the trainer. That way, the two-man team for the fire handling training would be divided.
However, everyone knew that this training would not be that simple.
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