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Black Tower: [Uploading 003.JPG]

Black Tower: [Take it down.]

Estelle: [? ? ? .JPG]

Kong's expression now is almost exactly the same as Esta's in the private chat, both of them are full of question marks, like thousands of arrows shooting out at once.

……

After Heita's torment, there was one more person at the table.

Befa, who was adding bread to Ester, stretched out his hand calmly and did not pass between the black tower and her, as if he was afraid of being accidentally hurt by the confrontation between the two of them.

"Thank you, Sister Beifa~Sora, I'm here to join you in training~"

It seemed that she couldn't get any useful information from Heita's poker face, so Estelle turned around and started to act coquettishly towards Kong.

"Don't you need to think about what to do with your family?"

And you didn't make an appointment to attend the training? Even if it's Alan, it's more reasonable than you to show up here, right?

Kong forced himself to suppress the twisted corners of his mouth, but finally let Esta pounce on him.

He glanced at Black Tower and found that the guy didn't seem to care about Estelle's intimate behavior.

Is it because of the winner's margin of victory? Or is it because it is not appropriate to lose your temper in front of the younger generation?

Sora didn't know, but he instinctively felt that the relationship between the other party and Ester had not turned into a competitive relationship because of one party's first move - the various tricks that Black Tower used to make Ester give up pursuing him lacked determination and were more like a deliberate provocation, or simply showing off to Ester.

To put it in a more homely way, it's a bit like a parent posting pictures of a sumptuous dinner in a family group to make their boarding-school children envious.

"I'm full - Befa, see you on the boat. Sora, don't play too much. Be sure to come back on time this afternoon. We have to pack all the clothes we'll wear tomorrow night."

"Well, I definitely get off work on time."

Eula and Haiya really couldn't stand to see this kind of complaining scene. Their training tasks were also very heavy. They had to go on board to familiarize themselves with the operating system first. They had no time to vent their jealousy on the two women who were already certain to be taken by Kongba.

Now Heita has established a relationship with Kong, but judging from her appearance, she has no intention of snatching food from them. Instead, she approaches them in a very orderly manner and discusses together how to allocate Kong's private time.

As long as you follow the rules, everything will be fine.

"...Uh, Ester, what type of weapon are you using? Is it a staff? Or a gun? It doesn't look like either." After sending his female companions away, Kong turned his gaze back to the rich young woman, feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's still a ray weapon in essence, but I'm very interested in more traditional tactical training. Can you let me accompany you to observe it first?"

"That's no problem... Black Tower?"

When he was about to get up and take Dan Heng and the others to the training ground, Kong gave Heita a look, asking her to go and take care of her own business first.

Who knew that the puppet in the black tower would immediately straighten its eyes and make a pre-recorded sound: "Beep - using the automatic follow mode, the follow target is set to - Dr. Kong."

116. The flashing blue light!

After entering the training ground prepared by Alan, the first thing Kong did was not to train Sanyue and Danheng, nor to discuss with Lao Yang how to stop. Instead, he began to sort out his own memories, looking for the part that was most suitable for Danheng and Sanyue.

Kong was planning to first create a light cone suitable for Dan Heng and San Yue as an "introduction textbook". After all, directly watching the memory is more effective than reciting it verbally. Apart from the sequelae of mental confusion, the restricted memory itself will not cover the user's personality, so it is quite safe.

"First, equip yourself with the 'teaching materials' I prepared for you. Look, Dan Heng, this set of spearmanship has many similarities with the Yunqi spearmanship... but it's not from my first-person perspective."

Kong pondered for a moment, took out two mind units, wrote the treasures in his mind into them, and handed them to Dan Heng and San Yue generously.

"Xiao Sanyue, your copy will be a little scary. There are many ugly monsters in it, and there will also be some dirty and messy scenes that girls can't accept. Hold on."

"oh oh……"

Sanyue took the cone of light, wondering what the "ugly monster" that Sora mentioned looked like.

The memory of the club's 85th seat, which many people consider to be a priceless treasure, was casually thrown away by the person himself... I don't know what the courier felt when he was peeping.

Kong really doesn't care. The memories he carries are a huge public database for Party A. For him, if he can monetize the database by endowing the train crew and his companions with knowledge and use it to improve the overall productivity of this world or promote positive changes, it would be a win-win situation.

However, Kong’s training is not just about passing his memories to these two juniors and then everything will be fine.

After the introduction of the light cone technology, everyone can have a wealth of combat experience, but in order for the trainees' bodies to remember something, they still need to repeat an action thousands of times before it becomes instinctive and the body reacts before the mind.

The bonus of instinct is still very important. This is why when the same light cone is used by a veteran soldier and an ordinary person, even if their physical level and reflex nerves are similar, the veteran soldier still gains stronger actual combat power through the light cone.

In addition, a very interesting point is that although the light cone is the embodiment of memory and belongs to Fu Liguan in this world, it is also picky about its users. Only those who have a similar understanding of the original memory can activate all the power inside.

A person who practices the Path of Destruction cannot obtain all the knowledge of the original body's memory that practices the Path of Hunting. It will retain some of it and hide the most precious and important part.

But empty memory hardly has this problem.

He has experienced almost all destinies, and for quite a long time, but he has never taken the most extreme path. Through analysis of Sanyue and Danheng, he has chosen the most suitable share for the two children based on their current destinies.

"Captain, which two past events did the light cone you gave them refer to?"

Old Yang inquired with some curiosity - there is no need to maintain too much distance with old friends.

He once thought about teaching Sanyue some combat skills of a Herrscher, but because of their different understandings of the nature of power, he had to give up in the end. Dan Heng's actual combat power was closer to the Herrscher in Lao Yang's understanding, so he could give him some pointers. However, the more he improved, the more Lao Yang's limitations became apparent... He was a mage rather than a melee profession, and was better at ruling the battlefield through his abilities. However, Dan Heng's marksmanship had improved so much that he could repel space monsters like comets. It would be a waste of his talent to let him develop in Lao Yang's direction now.

"The memory I gave to Dan Heng was about me exchanging spear skills with a friend. I wanted him to learn from the person in the memory, not from me. As for the one for San Yue... it was my memory of using a bow for hunting."

Sora spoke in general terms.

"hunt?"

Old Yang was stunned.

"The times we went hunting for Honkai beasts?"

"Hahaha, of course not. My power hadn't yet been sublimated at that time."

Kong smiled, he was very happy that Lao Yang could still remember some boring trivial things.

They were chatting happily outside, but Sanyue and Danheng were not happy as they were immersed in the light cone.

Although they experienced the battle from Sora's subjective perspective, the opponents in their minds were too powerful.

"Wow? What is that? It's so fast!!"

March has penetrated deep into the memory of the light cone. In the jungle filled with fireflies, it is constantly struggling with the "lightning light" that is chasing after it.

Her eyesight was excellent, and she had dark vision, but she still couldn't see the entire shape of the thing chasing her. Only the occasional flash of lightning that could scorch towering trees allowed her to catch a glimpse of a patch of green scales. The mane was white but stood high like thorns, and seemed to have concentrated a large amount of electric charge to achieve the effect of "hair standing on end with rage".

"Roar!!"

After hearing the high-pitched howl like a wolf, the original owner of the memory who was controlling the body took a step back and slid away the tree trunk that was knocked away by the hidden enemy as a projectile, turned around and pulled out three arrows from the quiver, drew the bow in a direction that March could not even see clearly, and actually released all the armor-piercing arrows that were as heavy as iron bars at once. The force was so strong that March felt as if he was shooting a cannonball instead of an arrow, and his arm was the hammer, which was too strong.

The noise of three arrows piercing the flesh mixed with the sound of scales breaking like metal shattering allowed Sanyue to see more blue-green lines on the behemoth's body through the sparks. It seemed to be enraged, and it swooped down with clusters of strange lightning and fireflies, but at the moment of take-off it leaped high into the sky and blocked out the black moon.

The shape of the shadow is a wolf!

After "March" reached into the bow bag again and pulled out four arrows, she slid to the left at the same time, shooting a rain of arrows towards the sudden lightning in the sky, and barely avoided the "back throw" that fell from the sky in the smoke and dust, causing shockwaves and large cracks on the ground.

Honestly, for a moment, March thought that she, who was watching the empty memory, was going to be crushed by the monster. She was a little nervous and even put a layer of ice shield on herself in reality to increase her sense of security. However, the strong wind from the opponent seemed to pass through March's body. Even the flying sand and rocks could not splash her at all, as if the elegant and swift sliding step just now was also a special skill.

After she mustered up the courage to continue watching, the strange creature that combined the characteristics of a dragon and a wolf finally crawled up from the cracked ground. It rolled over proudly, looked down at Sanyue, and confronted her. However, there was not a trace of underestimation in its dragon eyes. Instead, it acted as if it was facing a formidable enemy - the arrow that was deeply rooted in its back was the price it paid for underestimating the enemy just now.

117. A flash of cold light comes first, and then the gun shoots out like a dragon!

While Sanyue's attention was drawn to the handsome and proud half-dragon, half-wolf creature she had never seen before in her memory, everything in front of Danheng was far more messy than what she saw.

It was raining gun tips - and that was not an exaggeration. The gun wielder on the opposite side simplified the entire set of movements of piercing, pushing and pulling back the gun countless times, making each strike very powerful, enough to penetrate the standard fluid shield while not reducing the attack frequency. It was extremely ferocious.

But the original body controlled Dan Heng's body, calmly resisting every stab. The gun barrel in his hand bumped against the gun tip, making the retraction posture slowly become disordered, and the rhythm was also disrupted a little. The rain-like attacks then evolved into a forced opening and closing movement.

The slightly golden hair passed in front of Dan Heng's eyes. Besides the tip of the gun, the captivating eyes also rotated with it. Dan Heng saw a sense of precipitation in them, like a mountain. However, this sense of precipitation was slowly filled with a bit of surprise and appreciation as the person involved kept bumping into and defending himself.

Dan Heng cut off the opponent's gun path that was attacking his chest, and following the guidance of his memory, he shook the tip of the gun downwards like a dragon or lightning, but the opponent turned his wrists and hammered the rebounding counterweight onto the gun tip that swept over at a low position. After sparks flew, it was another round, but neither side was able to gain the upper hand.

As if there was some kind of tacit understanding, after several exchanges of moves, both players failed to achieve any success. The two players were neither arrogant nor impatient, and each returned to their starting position.

The tall man opposite calmly placed the counterweight on the ground and held the gun in one hand, with his body and gun barrel straight and his black tassel fluttering. However, "Dan Heng"'s body slightly shifted the center of gravity back, and the gun was not held in the middle and backward, but closer to the front.

"I see. You've switched from battlefield spearmanship to short-handled close-range spearmanship. I wonder if Lord Kong has established a school of his own? With this unique skill, you'd be worthy of being called a master in all of Teyvat." The handsome man with dark brown hair had a look of appreciation in his eyes, and Dan Heng could tell that he not only regarded the sparring just now as a means of honing himself, but he also seemed to enjoy it.

"It's just some trivia. You're too polite, Mr. Zhongli."

The original owner did not relax his vigilance, but just said politely: "All these skills are mixed together, but I only had time to learn the basics. I am not ashamed to establish my own sect."

"Liyue now needs you to continue to play the role of the blade of transition. If you are willing to establish a sect, you will be able to influence the situation. If you use the right means, it will not be difficult to protect a corner of the world."

The man named Zhongli was still trying to persuade.

“Even if I am the founder of a sect, I am still a traveler after all. I cannot just leave the sect to others to manage after a few years. It is even more inappropriate to become a Seven Star or to be above the Seven Stars.”

Dan Heng shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhongli, I have made up my mind to leave this time. It is impossible for a traveler like me to stay in Liyue. Although I am reluctant to leave the feeling of home, as long as I am in Teyvat, we still have a chance to catch up."

At this moment, a sound of plucking strings rang out, sounding soft and gentle but implying a bit of regret. The green-haired boy played the piano, letting his braids be rolled up. The yellowed ginkgo leaves danced in the wind, floating to the distance of the shallows, as if pointing to the traveler's way.

Not far from "Dan Heng", a purple-haired beauty seemed to be sighing with regret, and a girl wearing a bellyband-like garment was secretly clenching her fists, as if she had made some kind of decision.

"...Then I will stop trying to persuade you, to avoid nagging you. Lord Kong...Have you settled Tianquan, Yuheng, and Ganyu?"

The man opposite him regained his solemn expression.

"Well, to be honest, Ganyu has agreed to go with me to Inazuma to see how the 'aliens' there get along with mortals. It will take some time for her to come back."

"That's fine. I'll consider it as helping her practice. I've heard that Baalzebub is a god obsessed with martial arts... If you have any problems with her, please don't be stingy with the summoning talisman. Once you use it, I can make another one for you."

"Brother Kong, if I can defeat you at your full strength, can I go to Inazuma with you?"

While Zhongli was showing his goodwill, the lively girl with blue hair suddenly stopped watching and jumped onto the stage, shouting to Kong. The raccoon- and iron-eating beasts under her feet tried to pull her back but failed.

"No, Xiangling, you can only board the ship after I make sure that the situation in Inazuma is not that bad. Now you can either continue to practice or go back to help your father run Wanmin Hall. No discussion."

The original body of the memory firmly raised the tip of the spear, looking like it was about to throw the spear:

"I won't make this bet with you."

"Sora, let her try."

When Kong Jueqing was speaking, another voice interrupted him, it seemed to be someone Dan Heng knew in real life.

"But Xiangling is not yet an adult!" The original owner of this body raised his voice a lot.

"This may be the last time you spar - leave something to remember, little girl, or I'll be the first to look down on you."

The voice of Guerrilla Knight is so cold and yet so gentle.

“…Sorry, Zhongli, let her try.”

Sora calmed down and gestured to the tall man to give him and the girl some space.