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Chapter 76 Then borrow three million
fast!
Faster!

Groups of blade wolves have already surrounded them, and the steel-thorned porcupines behind them are constantly firing their spikes to obstruct them.

The wind blew under Bai Yu's feet, and he ran at full speed towards the camp with colorful flags on the hillside in the distance. Everything would end there.

He had tried three times before but failed to break the record.

For the first time, he was familiar with the terrain and was entangled and killed by more than a dozen strange beasts, with no results.

The second time, he became familiar with the movement patterns of each alien beast and successfully arrived at the camp at a speed that exceeded the average record.

The third time, he rerouted his route and was three seconds slower than the fastest record.

Now he was trying for the fourth time, and it was also his last chance within fifteen minutes.

A "whoosh" sound broke through the air, and a dozen spikes dropped from the sky to seal the forward space.
Bai Yu's eyes narrowed. This was the reason why he was three seconds slower the third time. Just now, he had no choice but to slow down and change direction. His body had reached the limit of what it could withstand the strength of the martial arts.
Shi Xuyang must have encountered the same problem during the challenge,
They all use data bodies with only 400 points of force field strength. This is the same for everyone, which is fair.

Then there is only one way to break the situation - magic equipment!
The higher the fusion degree of magic equipment, the greater the improvement to the user.

The main function of the Cyborg-2 magic suit is to improve the user's athletic ability. Depending on the degree of fusion, theoretically, the minimum and maximum can increase the user's ability by 0.1 to 2 times.

When Bai Yu took the magic costume class for the first time, his fusion degree with Cyborg Type-2 reached 20%.

Then, after passing the professional martial arts assessment, he focused on opening up the force field, converting his physical and mental potential into substantive attributes, and preparing for school team selection. He didn't have much time to practice magic equipment in private.
By the end of the magic costume class last Wednesday, his fusion degree with Cyborg Type 2 was about 45%.

This level of integration is among the best among first graders, but there is definitely still a gap compared to Shi Xuyang.

"To break the record, a higher level of magic equipment fusion is needed."

Bai Yu realized this reality after his third attempt, and now he does the same.

The four hundred and fifty nodes, five hundred nodes, and six hundred nodes of the alien beast force field are increasingly connected to the human body band.

The strong feeling of nausea, distortion, and the sense of power enhanced by the magic costume continued to flood into the nerves,
Bai Yu's eyes became more excited and determined.

Increasing the degree of integration may be difficult for ordinary people. They need to overcome and break through unspeakable mental torture time and time again.

But for him, he has become accustomed to savoring the scarier and darker Ba Snake force field. This level of torture is no longer a problem. He only needs to concentrate on connecting the force field nodes, and compared to last Wednesday, his spiritual potential has also been improved. improved.

Fusion degree: 50%, 60%, 70%. The spikes fell behind him. The silver-white steel bone type 2 magic outfit on his body turned red and hot, and the air hitting his face turned into a strong wind.

A few seconds later, Bai Yu crossed the camp gate with a "bow shadow step", and the timer hanging above the gate stopped: 2 minutes and 06 seconds.

Behind the door, the melodious sound of victory sounded, and Bai Yu was bathed in the falling confetti,
Then the crystal in his mind also refreshed the information:
[Baize Dance progress +10%, currently 10/100. 】

He broke Shi Xuyang's record!

The "death race" ends, and the strange beasts behind you, the camp in front of you, and the surrounding hills all quickly disappear.

At this time, there are only more than ten seconds left in the total duration of 15 minutes, and it is impossible to start the next record.
Bai Yu turned around and walked towards the control area, ready to leave. When he pushed open the glass door, a wave of sound rushed towards him.
I don’t know when, but there was already a group of second and third grade students in the classroom excitedly pointing at the big screen.

He came out of the simulation area, and the heated eyes turned to him again.

"Bai Yu, you broke the record, 2 minutes and 06 seconds, 10 seconds faster than Shi Xuyang!" Zhang Qi said excitedly.

He was originally waiting in line in the scenario simulation classroom No. 2 next door.
Halfway through, he heard someone in line No. 1 saying that Bai Yu was challenging the record, so he ran over to watch.
After a while, the news spread that "Bai Yu is only three seconds away from the record", and everyone who was originally queuing in other classrooms came over.

As a result, more and more people gathered, and everyone present was shocked by Bai Yu's performance.

They all know and have seen Bai Yu's powerful physical ability.
But in the scenario simulation classroom, all living beings are equal. Bai Yu cannot give full play to his own advantages. All he can rely on is pure martial arts proficiency and magic equipment fusion, both of which are closely related to spiritual power.
Now, Bai Yu has shown his own experience, proving that his spiritual talent is also full:
Absolute concentration can maximize the effects of martial arts and magic equipment under all kinds of interference, and strong willpower is enough to resist the erosion of the force field of alien beasts.

Bai Yu can easily reach the limits that are difficult for ordinary people to reach. "My dear, you broke the record after only four attempts. That's awesome. I tried more than twenty times before to reach the average score."

"Just do the math. Many people are still below the average at the same time as you."

"The fusion degree of Bai Yu's magic equipment must have exceeded 60% just now. Take a look at this data."

The other second and third grade students around were also amazed.

"My time is up, let's go first."

Bai Yu said calmly and took out his student card from the card slot in the control area.

It's just a record. He still has nine unfinished.
And even if his next nine records can be broken within fifteen minutes, it will still take nine weeks to complete [Bai Ze Dance].

In three weeks, the college league will begin, and he may not be available every Monday by then.

He has also seen how popular the simulation classroom is now. It is unlikely that the school will make time for it anymore, so he can only find another way.

"Just right, no need to trouble others,"

Bai Yu thought of Zhao Lingyu.

Zhao Lingyu has long been exposed to the same type of scenario simulation training room, so there must be a way to do it, and he is also ready to borrow money.

After leaving the Magic Equipment Training Center, Bai Yu called Zhao Lingyu on his mobile phone on his way back to his apartment.

After a few beeps, the call was connected.

"what's up?"

A cold voice came, and Bai Yu was not embarrassed to open his mouth and said directly:
"Do you know there are training rooms similar to school simulation classrooms? You can spend more money. I want to use them during this time."

"Go to the third underground floor of Huiyao Building. When you arrive, tell the front desk my name. No appointment is required." Zhao Lingyu didn't make any nonsense.

"Okay, one more thing, I want to borrow money."

"You can use the training room for free."

"." Bai Yu paused, holding back the huge number in his heart, "Then I'll borrow three million."

"The card number will be sent to me later. I have other things to do, cough, cough!"

Halfway through the conversation, Zhao Lingyu on the other end of the phone coughed violently. Bai Yu only heard a few sounds, and then was muted.

When the sound came again later, it was already more than ten seconds later, and Zhao Lingyu's voice was weaker than before.

"Is there anything else?"

"Gone."

Bai Yu was downstairs in the apartment. He looked up at the dark 1702 next door and sighed slightly, "Take care of yourself. Good night."

There was no response or movement from Zhao Lingyu for another ten seconds.

"Good night."

The phone hangs up.

(End of this chapter)