Chapter 862 Going Home
“No, there’s something wrong with this host!” Wu Shanshan said suddenly.
It's not harmful to reveal the dirty information about Rensheng's team; but if even the team sent by the Inspection Department is so dirty, it is obviously stirring up trouble.
"No way, this is a conference organized by the Inspectorate itself. How could they make a mistake in the hosting process at such an important juncture?" Zhao Han was a little incredulous.
But Wen Rensheng could see the key points at a glance. I am afraid that this host was influenced by the Tianming Society.
Just like some well-fed Dongzhou people in the previous life, they did not love their parents and compatriots, but loved people who could not be beaten with eight sticks, and they still claimed to be loving.
The Inspectorate probably did not expect that the host would suddenly make some very directional remarks on such an important occasion.
Fortunately, the host just stopped talking and did not continue talking. Instead, he changed the topic and introduced the achievements of both sides.
There is nothing good to say about Wen Rensheng. He is victorious in every battle and is defeated entirely by his strength.
There were many mistakes and weaknesses during the battle.
The biggest weakness can even be seen by the audience, which is Zhao Han cowering in the back.
There is no way, she can never be cruel; fighting is all about speed, accuracy and ruthlessness. Whoever is kind-hearted and soft-hearted will be aggrieved.
It is definitely impossible for a girl who is just in her twenties to become decisive in killing. She used to be able to deal with monsters, but now she is facing the same kind of people. It's not like Wen Rensheng, who has been through trauma for a long time, it definitely won't work.
On the opposite side, the Tianzi team is exactly the opposite. In every game, they can seize the opponent's weaknesses, pursue them fiercely, and completely control the rhythm of the battle.
To put it in the words of the host, it’s like a Go AI defeating a national player. Although the opponent is also very strong, when the two sit on the same chessboard, the latter has already lost. It’s hard to find a winner. win.
"Now let's see, in the collision between the Peacock Team and the Tianzi Team, who has the stronger head!"
As the last sentence appeared, people from both sides stepped onto the field.
Wen Rensheng raised his head and looked at the person opposite.
They are all people I don’t know. Well, this is good. It will be more refreshing to get started in a while.
There were naturally five people on the opposite side. They all looked solemn, without any sign of contempt.
Because they are the experts who understand the power of Wen Rensheng best.
And they also made several plans.
At this time, several people were having their final pre-war communications, all of which relied on heterogeneous sound transmission.
"The target has extraordinary strength and resistance. We must sacrifice one person to fight with it, and then we buy time to knock the others to the ground."
"Should we capture a few hostages and force him Give up?”
"Forget it, this plan is too dark. It won't be easy to talk to each other again in the future."
Although he was tempted, the leader of the Tianzi Team still refused.
The game is not played in the air, but also after the game. This is just like football. Do you really think that the game is about both sides fighting for victory?
“Then we can only leave it to fate, and the winning rate is no more than 15%.”
“It’s not bad to have reached this point. After all, human efforts must succumb to objective reality.”< br>
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The whole game was uneventful. Although the Tianzi team did not make any mistakes, they were still defeated by Wen Rensheng's crushing strength.
They, like everyone else, could not clearly see Wen Rensheng's movements at all. It was a battle rhythm that far exceeded the speed of human nervous reactions and human thinking.
If they want to keep up with his fighting rhythm, they must dehumanize their bodies - mystify or mechanize them, so that they can win.
From Wen Rensheng's perspective, as long as he activates his five-sense skills, his opponent's speed is completely slow-motion, and he can crush him at will.
After watching the finals, the audience expressed dissatisfaction.
Playing too fast.
“This real battle is not as good-looking as a blockbuster film...”
“Aren’t you talking nonsense? When you are chased by a group of zombies, you will feel that the faster you fight, the harder it will be. Okay."
"Yes, this is the real power, not so messy and fancy, just one punch."
There are still rational people, and they are the majority. After all, danger is all around us. The end of the game is the process of handing out prizes.
Wen Rensheng has reached the top podium twice.
He expressed his indifferent attitude towards this.
After receiving the award, the family returned to the hotel.
"It's finally over. I thought there would be some challenges..." Wen Rende, who didn't show up during the whole process, just felt it was boring.
"It's as if you participated. Do you know what it means to be a good fighter without great achievements?" Ouyang Ling said with disdain.
“You didn’t participate too, didn’t you? You did visit most of the island.” Wen Rende muttered in a low voice.
He felt a little guilty. His son used to need him for prophecies, but now he doesn't need him anymore. He can just go there.
He didn't see any danger either.
But this is definitely a good thing for parents.
No one likes their own children, life is full of stories...
“What are you talking about? I didn’t hear clearly.”
“I’m talking You bought a lot of supplements for your son, you are really thoughtful.”
“Of course, I am your mother.”
I'm not a stepfather either.
"By the way, why didn't Xiaohuan follow you?" Wang Wenwen suddenly remembered the little girl Wen Rensheng brought home.
Everyone in the family knows the origin of Xiao Huan, so there will be no misunderstanding.
"She still has to go to school, so of course she can't come with her." Wen Rensheng said seriously.
“Well, that was really hard work.” Wang Wenwen sighed.
Of course she didn't know that she was not working hard at all. She was either playing or on the way to play every day.
"That's fine, I'm worried that no one will look after the house." Wen Rende said.
Then the family packed their luggage and started to return home.
Wen Rensheng took the first step.
Others can only wait for their flight.
"Oh, teacher, the pace is getting faster and faster, and we can hardly keep up." Zhao Han looked up at a trail in the sky and said enviously.
"You can also fly to the sky, as long as you are not afraid of falling. You won't die anyway." Wang Wenwen encouraged.
"Let's wait a few years before we talk." Zhao Han was a little tempted, but he also knew how many bowls of rice he would eat, so he was not impulsive.
The family finally got on the plane and headed to Dongshui City.
More than ten hours later, everyone stopped at Dongshui International Airport.
"Finally I'm home again, and the air at home still smells familiar." Zhao Han said happily.
"It seems like nothing happened." Wen Rende looked around and saw that the faces of the staff and passengers were calm, and they were all doing their own thing normally.
That’s fine.
What he fears most is that after going out for a while, his home will be gone when he comes back.
This is not impossible to happen.
This was the case in the Great Rift Valley before Xizhou. Many people went out to travel. When they came back, they found that not to mention their homes, their communities were gone.
(End of this chapter)