Feeling the gravity under his feet increasing, Nakamura knew that he was about to reach the bottom floor. He had been waiting for the intelligent brain in the elevator to speak, or the elevator door was opened directly, but there was no movement at all.

While he was confused, the sound of the air valve behind him sounded slightly, and the smooth wall slid to the side.

A soldier appeared at the elevator door, looked at Nakamura with a serious look on his face, gestured at the pen-shaped scanner in his hand and shouted: "Please show your permission!"

Nakamura quickly turned around and looked out while sighing at the elevator that could open the doors from all directions.

"drop!"

The pen clicked on the white card, and the front and back sides of the white card changed from the center to the blind corner at the same time. Nakamura's avatar and basic information head appeared on it.

A green light lit up at the end of the scan pen, and two lines of words suddenly popped up on the back of the card. Dabing glanced and returned the card that had become a whiteboard again to Nakamura, turned around and left, saying, "Come with me!"

Nakamura hurriedly followed behind, took the card in his hand and looked around, suddenly remembering the soldier's badge and put it on his chest.

Then... it turns out that there is no response.

The two of them passed through a metal-style corridor one after another, and did not see anyone else. There were many gates in the passage, and they could slowly open it when they sensed from a distance. After passing, they would automatically close, so after walking for a while, Nakamura felt that he had lost his way.

Standing in front of a door with a strange case, the soldier turned his head and said, "You must have handed over communication tools such as mobile phones. Do you have any more important items on you?"

Nakamura shook his head inexplicably.

The soldier nodded directly, regardless of whether he said it was true or not, and suddenly reached out and pushed Nakamura.

Nakamura staggered into the door. Before he could stand still, a scanning net suddenly appeared on all sides, scanning from top to bottom. Then dozens of tiny small mechanical flying insects approached Nakamura, and dozens of blue lasers flashed. The school uniform on his body suddenly turned into pieces of rags and fell to the ground.

The conditioned reflex wanted to block it, but the mechanical reaction was faster. The area about one meter wide stood under his feet and suddenly separated, turning into a conveyor belt and began to move forward. Huge flow of water, foam flow, and floating brushes followed one after another. The poor Nakamura didn't dare to open his eyes at all.

The room was actually not big, but this automated forced bathing procedure was too sudden. In just thirty seconds, Nakamura felt like three months had passed.

As the moisture was finally blown dry, disinfectant was sprayed and new clothes were put on. This process was completed.

As soon as he stopped, his body no longer felt wet, Nakamura began to tentatively open his eyes.

The wall was still smooth and dazzling, but he knew that anything might be hidden behind it. The school uniform on his body was replaced with a very close-fitting suit, and a small sword marked on his left chest should be their logo.

Nakamura opened the door and walked out. The soldier was already waiting outside the door. He raised a lot of Nakamura. He nodded and reached out to take out a button-sized thing: "Press it on the navel!"

Nakamura took it and saw a small round shape above the abdomen of her clothes. Although she didn't know what it was for, she still obediently stuck it on.

Swish-!

A numb and squeaky electric current was stimulated from the buttons, expanding along Nakamura's body like all directions. The places where the electric current was combed together began to appear with a similar liquefaction effect, and the color of the clothes began to change.

The hairs on Nakamura stood up with an electric current, his body stretched and dared not move, and even his hair was a bit like shoveling.

After a few dozen seconds, the whole body changed. The casual pajamas had changed into a flat military uniform, and the small sword's sign was still in place, with a faint purple color revealing a faint majesty.

Nakamura is still watching there, and I feel that I can brag about what I encountered today for the rest of my life when I go back!

The soldier turned around and walked away, saying, "The permissions can be mounted now! Come with me!"

Nakamura touched the white card in his hand and hurriedly followed him. After experiencing this, he didn't dare to lose it. If he broke into a high-tech room, he would definitely not know how he died in the end.

The white card is attached to the chest, and the small sword automatically moves up and down to sink a groove. The white card is inserted, and the identity information begins to appear in a flash of blue light.

"Identity student. Status training? It is estimated that the time is sixteen hours." Before I could read the physical fitness data below, Nakamura became confused. Just take a shower and train? What can I do in 16 hours?

He wanted to ask, but the soldiers in front did not give him any chance. The two of them passed through several isolation doors one by one and finally arrived at a spacious hall.

"Wow!"

Facing the spacecraft sanitary cabins and other items arranged in the honeycomb in front of him, Nakamura couldn't help but scream. Of course, the more important reason might be another - he finally met other high school students.

Looking around, I found that almost every minute, people would enter here from different entrances. Except for the soldiers who led the team, the clothing of the high school students behind me was divided into several colors. The least were lilac, the second was yellow, and the most were green and black.

Recalling what the man in black said during the interview, Nakamura felt a little proud and clenched his fists secretly.

"Come here, your training cabin is ready!"

The soldiers continued to lead the way. Nakamura was a little curious and asked in a low voice: "Training cabin?"

The soldier was silent all the way, and Nakamura didn't expect him to answer, but this time he explained: "The training cabin is a virtual training device designed specifically for you. In the device, your nerves will be continuously amplified in a specific circuit, forcing the sense of time to be extended by a thousand times. In other words, the time ratio inside and outside the training cabin is one thousand to one."

"From the plan, you will have sixteen hours of training, that is, two full years. Your consciousness will be fully military training during these two years, and your body will be adjusted to its perfect state in the training cabin within sixteen hours. To ensure that after you come out of the training cabin, both the body and the consciousness will be a qualified warrior!"

Nakamura was shocked in an indescribable sense of unspeakable shock when he listened to the soldiers' simple explanation.

There is an idea in my mind that keeps wandering: Black technology! This is definitely black technology!

Stepping on the floating elevator, I came to a honeycomb compartment on the third floor. There was a training cabin on the front, with many light screens floating around, and various data and charts kept shining on it, so complicated that ordinary people could feel dizzy at a glance.

"This is the training base for the next sixteen hours. Although the main courses are completed in the training cabin, we still need to know it outside." The soldier pointed to two experimenters holding documents and passing them on white coats, and said, "These two are your leaders. In 16 hours, you will know how to find me!" After that, he turned around and left without waiting for what Nakamura said.

Nakamura had already become familiar with the soldiers' style of doing things along the way, so he was no longer surprised. He didn't care about it and bowed directly to the two experimental personnel and asked for his name politely.

The experimenter answered one after another, and the three of them said a little casually. The older experimenter suddenly said with a little amused and laughed: "You can't you still don't know who he is?"

Nakamura was stunned. He really didn't know!

Without his answer, you will know the answer by looking at his expression. The experimenter shook his head and said, "You kid is really good, you dare not care about your own instructor!"

What? Instructor?

Nakamura's mouth twitched. This title is really suitable for that soldier. Why did I never think about it here?

At this time, another experimenter had adjusted the data in the training cabin and the cabin door slowly opened. While guiding Nakamura to drink some potions and lie in the training cabin, he said:

"You don't have to care too much. It's just a meal at home during training. It's definitely a piece of cake for you!" The younger experimenter smiled and his tone was very soft, but Nakamura always felt that this kid was waiting to see him laugh.

Strangely, the harmless joke completely eliminated the last bit of tension and hesitation in his heart.

Lying quietly in the training cabin, feeling the powerful beating of his heart, listening to the experimenter's speech in his ears, and looking at the slowly closing upper cover of the training cabin, Nakamura felt that his dream was about to come true!
Chapter completed!