On the banks of Jiangding Lake, there is a tower in the sky. Looking out along the windows of the attic, there is a lake above and a river below. There is heaven and earth above and below.

Mecha fighter planes hovered on all sides of the attic. The phantom of the mecha was projected on Tongxin Lake and reflected on the Xiaoqi River, as if hovering in two mirrors, reflecting back and forth, making thousands of green shadows, with some endless meaning.

In the middle of the empty attic, there were two people playing chess, one big like a mountain and the other small like a doll. On the back of the two, there was a maid wearing an orchid embroidered brocade skirt, and on the other side were guards of warriors made of mechas.

"Little Luban, it's your turn." Shan said.

The doll made of artisans said nothing, looking at the Qijiang River outside the window, counting one, two, three, four, five silently. On the Qijiang River, there were four, five sails and small boats slid across the mirror, cutting the river water. As soon as the five sails were connected, the chess pieces on the chessboard moved by themselves.

"It's these tricks that use the things between heaven and earth to do chess. You're still so bored."

"Are you playing chess or you playing chess?"

"Like you, this game of chess may have to last another thousand years."

A man like a mountain is elegant and has a feather fan and a scarf, but he has a hot temper.

"One thousand years is just one thousand years. In this four-level space, time is a parameter. What is the difference between a thousand years and a cup of tea."

"This chess game in heaven and earth is originally designed to control the nine heavens and ten earths. There is endless secrets of heaven. I will play the chessboard as I say."

"What is the secret of heaven that is endless? I have always believed that man can conquer heaven."

Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the lake, and countless silver scrambles were floating. The Qi River was shaped like a white snake, as if it had vitality, and it was shaking slightly.

"A gentleman will never regret making a move. Since you are like this, I will take your five-sail boat and see what waves they can make."

"There are wonderful things in the universe, the articles of heaven and earth, sentient beings are their children, and heaven and earth make chess. Since the heaven and earth are used as chess game, we naturally have to be in the world, so please join the game."

After the conversation, clouds and mist rose on the chessboard, and the horizontal and vertical latitudes gradually blurred. Then two rays of light and shadow flew towards the chess game in the heaven and earth, sank into a square inch.

...

Roger has been in a daze these two days, and it seems like tons of video data are stored in his mind, which has been playing it in a loop without intervals.

Moreover, there was always a sizzling sound in his mind, which made him unable to attend class, perform martial arts, and he was even more unwilling to sleep peacefully. Sometimes his body would tremble unconsciously with the sizzling sound, like a robot with a malfunctioning function.

Finally, a massive amount of data broke his brain, and Roger fell asleep. When he woke up again, the massive amount of information had been sorted out by his brain, and a database appeared in Roger's mind.

"Is this the memory data of a robot?" Roger touched the brain-computer interface that was still hot on the back of his head, and was stunned.

Mechanics are almost immortal existences on the King of Continent, and have an extremely noble status. To put it simply, on the King of Continent, everyone wants to become a mechanic.

The Internet on the King of Continent has developed greatly, and the human gathering area has almost achieved the Internet of Things. All things can be controlled by the Internet of Things, and mechanics can control everything.

The mechanic's memory data is an important part second only to the source code of the mechanical heart. As for the mechanical heart, it is actually a string of consciousness codes, which is the "machine soul" that can pass the advanced Turing test.

Fortunately, Roger only has data in his mind, otherwise he would have been a puppet now. The mechanical heart can be separated from the body and reborn on any Internet-connected device at the right time. This is also the reason why they are almost immortal.

As a third-level institution teacher, Roger is very clear about what these memory data mean.

The sudden prompt sound made Roger conquer the gods, "Roger, a second-level warrior, failed!"

Looking at the few dazzling words thrown in front of the smart light brain instrument, Roger pursed his lips and looked embarrassed.

Although I already knew most of the test results before the results were announced, I still felt a little uncomfortable when it was announced in public.

"Roger, successfully developed two super-energy genes, the second-level primary warrior, the martial arts score is: 47, ranking: 632!" After the text appeared, the intelligent optical brain announced the detection results.

Before the speech was over, a commotion occurred in the assessment square.

"Level 2 warriors, this score can rank among the top ten in the history of the 94th Middle School, right?"

"Yes, generally speaking, even the most talented student is a Level 4 warrior in the second grade of middle school. This Roger is indeed a strange flower!"

"Actually, we have to thank Roger. If it weren't for him, who would have remembered that there were 632 people in this class."

"By the way, I heard that he was selected to participate in the youth training camp of Jixia Academy before. I really don't know how he was selected at the beginning."

"Jixia College Youth Training Camp?" Many young men heard this extremely sacred name for them, their eyes were full of yearning and passion.

There is the dream of all students, and it is the highest temple of warriors and academics on the King of Continent, no doubt about it.

The biennial youth training camp of Jixia College is known as the King of Genius Camp, and only the best students are eligible to be selected.

But even if the imagination of more than 300 people present was added together, it would be difficult for everyone to associate the achievements shown by Roger with the Jixia College youth training camp.

Is it possible that the criteria for selecting people in the youth training camp now is not to compare who is the best, but to compare who is the worst?

"And I also heard that he voluntarily gave up his qualifications as a training camp at about halfway through training camp."

"What? Give up voluntarily? Didn't he know that if he passed the training camp successfully, he could get priority and early admission qualifications from Jixia Academy. It can almost be said that half of his foot has entered Jixia Academy."

"I think it's because he is not strong enough and is driven out by others. Whoever has a bad mind will leave the youth training camp of Jixia Academy? Do you think with his strength, it is possible to stay in the youth training camp with genius?"

"That's right, that's right... It's better to give up actively than to be kicked out."

The discussions and ridicule around him were like wooden thorns, all nailed into the boy's ears, but the boy's face was expressionless and he didn't say a word. A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then he turned gently, left the test area, and returned to the middle of the test team.

I was also helpless. The boy sighed in his heart.

There are two forces on the King's Continent that have been playing against each other. One is magic martial arts. By cultivating one's own power, breaking through one's own limits and becoming a super warrior.

Another one is the art of mechanism, which is good at using things, and strengthens oneself by exerting the power of technology and mechanisms.

"Don't take their words to heart. If you really want to fight, none of them is your opponent." Wei Wenhao came over and whispered in Roger's ear.

Roger nodded slightly to Wei Wenhao, then grinned slightly and shrugged his shoulders. "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Not many people know about themselves, but their good brother Wei Wenhao still knows some.

The reason why he was able to participate in the youth training camp of Jixia Academy was not based on his talent in martial arts. As for taking the initiative to withdraw from the youth training camp, he would do it without hesitation if he did another hundred times.

However, my achievements in martial arts are full of unwillingness.

"Wow, Goddess Murong!"

As the assessment continued, a familiar figure appeared in Roger's eyes, and his heartbeat also accelerated slightly.

With long shawl hair, silver-white warrior armor, cool high boots, and a beautiful face, the teenagers on the field were fascinated by the sight.

"Murong Wan'er successfully developed six super-energy genes, a level six intermediate warrior, martial arts score: 257, ranking: 3! Talent: excellent!" The intelligent light brain reported the results of the white-armored girl.

As expected, a commotion was triggered in the assessment square again.

"Sixth-level warrior, why is this girl so powerful? A fourteen-year-old level-6 warrior, whose talent is in the entire Beiyuan, can he rank in the top ten, right?"

"How could Wan'er's appearance be in the top ten in Beiyuan? That's the best shot?"

"Go and go, who told you about your appearance? We are talking about talent!"

"Is there any difference between appearance and talent for Goddess Murong? Anyway, they are the first among their peers in Beiyuan!"

Roger looked at the girl's beautiful figure and his heart beat a little faster. "Wan'er's talent, even if she was placed in that talented youth training camp, she might be able to rank at a medium level."

That's the same as the fanatical teenagers in the field, Murong Wan'er is also the goddess in Roger's heart, but he has ever told others.

He knew that the distance between him and Murong Wan'er was not just as simple as the difference in martial arts.

Most of the time, he just wants to be a far-reaching spectator, watch her quietly, and become one of her many admirers. Occasionally, he imagines that he will have the opportunity to be admitted to the same academy as her in the future, which is enough for him to secretly bloom a flower in his heart.

But Jixia College, Jixia College! Jixia College...ah.

Drawing on the talent selection model of ancient earth civilization, King of Continent recruits talents around the world through the middle school entrance examination and the college entrance examination. The examination is divided into four categories: sociology, history, artificial intelligence (organizational technology) and martial arts.

Among them, the social history and zhi scored 150 points each and the martial arts scored 300 points. If you want to pass the assessment smoothly, in addition to reaching the total score, you must also pass the score of a single subject.

As the assessment was approaching, a figure appeared above the square, and a man with a dense beard came into view from scratch. A phantom, thirty meters long and wide, could be seen even every beard on his face.

The development of MR and hybrid projection technology has enabled people to express things in every detail, with a slight slightest view.

"You guys disappointed me." The bearded director said in a low tone and a serious face. "This time, there are only 11 students who scored more than 240 points in Wu Zong!"

The King of Continent regards martial arts as the most respected, and martial arts has a transcendent position in the King of Continent. After all, there will not be too much difference in scores between sociology and history.

As the bearded director spoke, his beard kept twitching and swaying, like a group of monkeys dancing up and down on his mouth, constantly doing irregular circular movements with traction.

“You are the worst I have ever brought!”

Mu Dawang paused word by word, hitting the hearts of every student in the assessment field.

"What are you doing when you go to school? One by one, King of Glory is so good, how can you just not be able to learn?"

"What did your parents send you to school? Is it that difficult to make you a warrior?"

"What makes me angry is that there are seven students in our grade who are less than 80% of the martial arts industry? This is simply a miracle!"

"Even if it's a pig, I'll probably get 70 or 80 points in our Beiyuan No. 94 Middle School for the first half of the year?"

Without surprise, some students who knew or didn't know turned their attention to Roger, the "pig" that Director Mu mentioned.

Many girls couldn't help but smiled secretly with their lips.

"Why are you laughing? Let me see who is laughing!" Although it was a remote connection, the students' every move was in the eyes of Director Mu.

"However, we at No. 94 Middle School will not give up any student. After the teaching and research group's research decision, we decided to focus on supporting students who are in trouble."

"Please ask those seven students who are under 80 to come to the Academic Affairs Office at noon tomorrow and let us teachers learn from you too. With such a simple assessment, how did you get such a magical score?"

As soon as Director Mu's words fell, Roger's brain computer received a message from the Academic Affairs Office: "Student Roger: Please arrive at the Teaching Office before 12:30 noon tomorrow..."

...

At the gate of Beiyuan No. 94 Middle School, as the bell rang, students began to gather in large numbers at the school gate.
To be continued...