Otherworld Light Brain

Chapter 9: New Curriculum

"Ah, you are amazing. You can complete the second part of the action in forty days. You are the most... Hardworking person I have ever seen." No. 1 said sincerely. "Yes." "Yes, I will never lie. Because my first priority is honesty." Sean was slightly shocked. For the programming of a machine, the first sequence was actually honest It's also incredible. Unconsciously, Sean's heart began to question what the learning machine he picked up was. "I've completed the second movement. Can I adjust the time now?" "Of course, please wait a moment... OK." "What, OK?" "Yes, the deficit time has been adjusted to four times. What's your feeling?" "It didn't seem to feel anything." "That's because your body has the strength to fully bear the burden caused by the time difference, so you can't feel anything." after a pause, No. 1 suggested: "of course, if you want to feel it, you can try it over the top." "Skipping? Oh, never." At the thought of the consequences of the skipping attempt, Sean is still a bit frightened so far. "OK, teach me the movements in the third quarter, and then walk with me for a few games. I choose the course of intermediate Chinese chess." "Do you want to choose this tutorial? But as a No. 1 learning machine, I suggest you choose another one that is currently useful to you." "Other courses, do you have any?" Sean asked funny. The skill tree around No. 1 suddenly lights up again, but different from the previous one, this time, in addition to the six tutorials, there was another "primary firewood cutting". When I saw these two words, Sean almost protruded his eyes. What a tutorial. "No. 1, how can you add a cut... That tutorial?" "After this period of data collection, I have established a preliminary database, which can be used for some preliminary simulation calculations. So, according to your situation, I compiled the most suitable learning method for you at present." "How do you collect data?" Sean asked curiously. "Of course, mechanical mosquitoes and flies are used. They are very easy to use. Electronic eyes, ears, mouths and noses can bring me a lot of information." No. 1 said proudly. Sean immediately thought of the dozens of little mosquitoes in the box, and immediately knew it. However, his face was black and he said: "so, at present, the most suitable thing for me is to cut firewood." "Yes, Scott Knight's manor needs a lot of wood every day, and there is a huge forest at the back of your village. Every day, someone will sell the cut wood to the manor, and the remuneration is about twice as much as the farm work." No. 1 little analysis said: "and firewood cutting is different from doing farm work, it can not only increase your fatigue, but also let your body have better coordination, which has a great role in promoting the mastery of the third section of radio gymnastics as soon as possible." Sean suddenly stopped talking. In fact, after this period of farming exercise, he has found that he is not easily tired. Under the two bar broadcast gymnastics exercise, the small body has far exceeded the strength and speed of peers. In this case, perhaps the effect of firewood cutting is much greater than that of agricultural work. "OK, I'll go to cut firewood tomorrow." Comrade Sean accepted his life helplessly. "Great, you still have six hours before you get up tomorrow, converted to a virtual space unit, which has twenty-four hours. Do you want to learn the action of the third section first? Or do you want to learn how to cut firewood first." "Of course, it's the action in the third quarter. As for firewood cutting, it's estimated that as long as it's a person with good hands and feet, there should be no problem." "No, the firewood cutting course I designed is different. I think you will like it very much." Listen to No. 1, I don't know why, Sean has a very bad feeling in his heart. Four times the time deficit. Six hours in the outside world is equivalent to twenty-four hours in the virtual space. Here, there are many things that can be done, far beyond Sean's imagination. It took him twelve hours to master the movements in the third quarter. Of course, this kind of mastery is only in consciousness, and the body is far from matching with his consciousness. The teaching of No. 1 is still so strict and serious, although before Sean made a choice, he would only use a certain way to induce him to choose the course he set. But once Sean confirmed the course, No. 1 immediately became the most horrific instructor in the world. In Sean's impression, it can almost be described by the two words of devil. For example, at the moment, the most common firewood cutting, who knows why even firewood cutting should be divided into different grades, but this problem was immediately thrown out of the air by Sean after the beginning of the training. Because according to the requirements of No. 1, Sean must use and maintain a certain posture to cut firewood, and every cut must be cut on the dotted line in the absolute center of the firewood. Sean is very familiar with this special action. It's just one of the actions in the second quarter. So for him, although it's a bit awkward, it's not too difficult. Looking at the virtual table and the giant axe almost reaching his belly, Sean was stunned for a while, and finally asked: "where are these props from? How do they look familiar?" "This is the props of a previous web game. It seems to be called the twilight of gods." "You use the props in the game to let me practice firewood cutting?" "Yes, these props are set according to your strength and height. The simulation level is up to ninety percent. Now aim at the white dotted line and start to work." "Hi, hi, hi..." The ninth chapter firewood cutting On the morning of the second day, when Sean woke up from the bed, he was full of spirit, but for the first time in his heart, he began to resist the rebellious time to some extent. Twelve hours, a full twelve hours. He was forced to cut twelve hours of firewood in the virtual space. Although there is no physical problem in the virtual space, no matter who he is, when he is doing the same thing for twelve hours in a row, he will feel crazy. So, as soon as the time came, he left there as if for his life. But after opening his eyes, he vaguely found that there was something wrong with his body. Shaking his head, it seems that there is no problem! He stood up, took a habitual look, and immediately swept everything in the room into his eyes. He quickly found that his response was much faster than before, and even a small mosquito at the side of the bed was buzzing past. He wanted to kill the mosquito, but after a long time, he slowly lifted his hands. His eyes tightly locked in the position of the mosquito, but that pair of palms completely shot in another place. Between Huo Ran and Huo Ran, Sean's heart was filled with extreme panic, and his body seemed to be divorced from his response. Sweeping the black blindfold beside his eyes, he vaguely understood that this should be the result of twelve hours of firewood cutting exercise yesterday. After experiencing twelve hours of practice, in the virtual space, his performance has changed from one stroke in ten strokes to two or three strokes in the final ten strokes. Although the value is not ideal, for him, it has been two or three times as good. However, because of the excessive exercise of consciousness and reaction speed in the virtual space, his consciousness is divorced from his body as soon as he returns to the real world. He took a deep breath. Once he figured out the truth, he would no longer care about it. This state won't last long, and it will recover soon. Moreover, if you exercise your body to the level that you can adapt to that intensity of consciousness, then from now on, you can maintain it at this level. Step by step, he arrived steadily in his father's room, and old Bond had already made breakfast. Sean's way of eating today is also very strange. He tries to control his wrist and his eyes. A meal is like a robot. Old Bond was worried about looking at his son, but he didn't find that he was depressed. "Dad, I don't want to work in the fields today." "Ah, OK, you should have a rest." old Bond said slightly disappointed. It seems that there is a long way to go to cultivate his son as a good farmer. "Dad, I remember that the knight's manor has been purchasing firewood, so I want to cut some firewood at home, just as a sport." Although he didn't understand what sport was, old Bond still understood the meaning of firewood cutting. However, firewood cutting is not the same as farming. After careful admonishment about safety, old Bangde left home. Sean went directly to the backyard, and he took out his father's axe to cut firewood. The axe is not small. It has reached his abdomen and he has a sense of weight in his hands. He immediately understood that no wonder the axe is so familiar. The original ax in the virtual space is not from the game, but completely in accordance with the style of the axe at home. Put a board on the table, and Sean raised the big axe hard. He didn't realize that when he raised the axe high, his whole momentum and vision suddenly changed. His eyes became sharp and bright, and he tightly locked the wood block on the table. It seemed that there was a virtual white line on the uneven section, which was so dazzling in Sean's eyes. His axe was held high, his feet were opened back and forth, and his body was slightly twisted. When the axe was raised to a certain place, his axe suddenly fell like an electric light. Legs, waist, hands, wrists, etc. , all the strength on the body seems to be concentrated on the axe at the moment, and with the sharp sound of breaking the air, it accurately cuts on the white line that does not exist at all. "Patter." After a clear sound, a small wooden board has been divided into two almost identical wooden blocks by this axe. Sean sighed for a long time. At the moment when he just held up the ax, his whole person seemed to enter a wonderful feeling. It's like doing the movement in the second quarter, everything seems to be so natural and harmonious. What kind of things that the body and reaction can't cooperate with were thrown out of his mind at that time. There was only a white line left in his eyes, and an axe that condensed all his strength actually cut the wood completely. Looking at the wood, Sean was stunned. After all, he is not only a child of nine years old, but an adult with certain experience. Although he never touched a firewood axe in his previous life, he somehow knows that it is not a simple thing to want an axe to cut such a thick board. He was moved in his heart and immediately understood that his twelve hours in the virtual space last night were not in vain. He set up a wooden block again with interest. He took a step back, held up the axe and cut down heavily in a strange position. With a bang, his axe didn't hit anything, but almost hit his shin. He understood that he was still in the process of reaction and body adaptation. It seems that the success of the first time can only be said to be a good luck. He still has a long way to go from the real control. Picking up the axe again, Sean's eyes flickered with an inexplicable insistence. The first axe, which was like a God, gave him strong self-confidence, and gave him the power to adhere to and the direction to work hard.