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Chapter 1181: Chapter 696: Bad News_1 Chapter 1181: Chapter 696: Bad News_1 “Actual Energy lter activated.”

“Aiman alloy material extraction successful.”

“Now start extracting high-density liquid gold. In ten minutes, adjust the energy input oscillation rate according to the background quantum law. John!”

John Rowland: “I’ve started calculating. Mata, switch the background radiation monitor to the third channel.”

Nico Ross: “Quentin Wallace, go to the control cabin and continue digging. We need to expand the volu of the underground base.”

Quentin Wallace: “Got it.”

“Type 3 chanical module created successfully. Can enhance Quentin Wallace’s digging efficiency.”

“Send it over.”

Ponkt: “Next, I’m going to make the Owen’s Liquid Variable tal Synthesizer. As long as we make the synthesizer, we can start manufacturing the core tal for bionic camouflage. But this will put a lot of pressure on our brainpower, and I need soone with expertise in physics and mathematics to assist with calculations.”

John, Sophie Lee, and Lev all responded simultaneously, “No problem.”

Days passed, and four days later, as module after module, component after component, and core material were piled up, thirty nanoscale ultra-micro robots finally transford into thirty beetle-like robots the size of a fingernail, identical in appearance to the Glenoid Tribe’s primary collection tools.

Their internal structure was basically the sa, with only the core part composed of ultra-micro robots differing sowhat.

The underground base where the Flying Tiger Team hid had also changed from its original vertical column shape to a spherical space with a volu of about 30 liters.

With this, the Flying Tiger Team’s basic preparations on the satellite had co to an end.

But they were not overjoyed because, from the competition announcent, the Flying Tiger Team’s progress had fallen significantly behind that of other teams, almost at the bottom.

Everyone was helpless.

They had worked hard, with almost zero mistakes throughout, and had brought out their full potential, but the opponents were too strong.

The gap was too big, so big that it could not be made up by re effort.

Although Nico Ross still encouraged others from ti to ti, the team’s morale continued to decline day by day.

Strangely, under such a growing sense of despair, the performance of the vast majority of people did not significantly decline.

This was the effect of the Destiny Covenant Mark.

People with the mark don’t beco unfeeling cold-blooded animals, but under certain extre conditions, their rational judgnt takes precedence and silently suppresses emotions, acting like a needle that calms the sea.

Although the Flying Tiger Team’s mark had already begun to loosen under the influence of Nico Ross, it had not completely shattered. Therefore, while there was a decline in their performance, it was extrely small and almost imperceptible.

Nico Ross was a bit anxious, but there was nothing he could do given the objective conditions.

At the First Special Warfare Army Headquarters in the Cloudtop War Zone, Roger Baker silently watched the live competition broadcast in front of him.

The broadcast screen showed the beetles-shaped robots of the Flying Tiger Team busily working in the middle.

The table on the left indicated the progress of each participating team, with the “highly anticipated” Flying Tiger Team now listed in the 1% sequence.

Undoubtedly, the bottom 1%.

The table on the right listed the current focus of the spectators, including the construction progress, technology analysis progress, ecological research of the target planet, social research of the target civilization, and biological research process of the target civilization’s species, among other indicators.

Roger Baker’s gaze was currently focused on the participant’s condition analysis table.

The finals of the higher-level competition in the Third Front, which uses the action as an assessnt criterion, have always been a long-lasting battle and cannot determine a winner in a short ti.

Unless eliminated right from the start, regular contestants must spend at least a week or two in the Brain-link Sleep Cabin, if not longer.

This is an endurance race, also jokingly referred to as a young person’s marathon.

Those who can make it through layers of obstacles in various planets, galaxies, and war zones, and appear on the battlefield in the higher-level competition must be among the top one in a million talents.

Participating in the Third Front’s finals is not only a contest for honor but also an opportunity to directly participate in the actual battle.

This is the final test for many combat geniuses before they officially enlist, and it carries great significance.

Although remote brain-link control is not as dangerous as the real battlefield and won’t cause actual death, it carries the psychological pressure of a competition whose objective carries very real practical significance. The ntal state of everyone participating in the finals is no different from being on a real battlefield.

Long-term high-intensity task environnts allow talented individuals to adapt to the actual combat ahead of ti, accumulate valuable experience, master various battlefield knowledge in all aspects, and further hone the skills they have acquired during their student stages.

The Brain-Link Sleep Cabin, as an ultra-high-tech integrated facility, provides not only a highly intelligent link but also perfectly solves the participants’ eating, drinking, and bodily needs. It is even more advanced than the Force-Feeding Artifact created by Nico Ross.

Moreover, the sleep cabin cos with a micro electric stimulation system, which helps participants complete basic physical training in their sleep through simulated bioelectricity.

If soone has special requirents and can bear the extre pressure on the body, the training intensity can even be increased, allowing them to grow stronger while sleeping.

Of course, the seemingly perfect Brain-Link Sleep Cabin has its drawbacks.

When a person lies inside, they may seem to be sleeping, but their thoughts remain highly active. The only difference is that the channel for transmitting information outside the body has changed from their neural network to the quantum brain link.

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