Marshal, your lieutenant can read minds [Transmigration Book]

In principle, there is a large screen in the lobby of the Xin shooting hall, where you can see the real-time scores of the guests in each room, and you can also see the top three best shooting scores in history.

It turns out that this screen is almost a decoration in the principle of heart shooting gallery.

People occasionally look at the top three players with the best scores in history, and feel in their hearts that they were also trained in a shooting gallery. How could they be such big shots, and what are they playing.

But few people will watch the real-time results, because this is an amateur shooting gallery after all, everyone's scores are very average, what's so good about pecking at each other, there are very few big guys, everyone and most people regard that screen as a clock Look at it, don't care about the above content at all.

But today is very different, today the screen is full of people.

Later, people who entered the gym found that everyone didn’t practice shooting well, and there was no one in the training room. They gathered around and stared at the screen that no one cared about before, and they felt very strange.

Seeing them gathered together, I couldn't help being curious about what happened, so I stopped practicing, got in through the crowd, and looked over.

After seeing the real-time marksmanship rankings on the screen of the holographic projection shooting gallery, they all gasped.

Good guy!The current real-time top two is too powerful, right?Is this the shooting level that a human can have?Artificial intelligence can't beat it.

But that's not what surprised them the most.

What surprised them the most was...the results of No.1 and No.2 are already very against the sky, but they are still rising!

They are actually competing.

The results of the two people are very tight, just looking at them is very nervous and exciting, no wonder the big guys don't practice shooting anymore, this is the most interesting thing.

I don't know who these two friends who are named after a string of numbers randomly generated by the system and keep scaring the big guys with stronger performance records are, and why they are so powerful.

Because they were late, these people who didn't know could not help but ask while staring at the real-time results that had just been updated several times.

"Who knows them? Who are they, isn't this too strong?"

Hearing someone asking, and seeing the cp fans who were following the live broadcast from beginning to end, they were finally willing to look away.

"You know the name of this shooting gallery."

"The name of the shooting gallery..."

The latecomer suddenly widened his eyes.

Could it be possible! ! !

Before the latecomers could say the answer in their minds, the other CP fans who had been staring at the screen had already screamed violently.

"Look, everyone! Marshal He and Adjutant Xize are in a draw!!!"

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The unstoppable draw is the result that Xi Ze expected, but the eyes of the cp fans staring at them seem to be even hotter, what's the matter?

Xi Ze withdrew his attention from He Xingyuan's wrist, and glanced at the CP fans in the corridor from the corner of his eye. Although they were a little far away, so they couldn't read their minds, but looking at their smiling eyes, they knew that they were sure Knock again.

Xi Ze shook his head helplessly.

Xi Ze was right in thinking. In the topic column of Principle CP, this principle has completely become popular on the Internet in Xinxin Shooting Gallery.

【Oh my god, the sisters in the principle shooting gallery are treated too well.I knew it was a holy place for CP fans, but I didn't expect it to be a koi shop. If I knew it, I would go there too. 】

[Sisters on the front line sent photos, draw! !I just saw someone took a picture on the big screen, because of the tie, their names were displayed together in the best record in history, side by side, rounded up to the signature of the marriage certificate, ahhhhhh kswl.I will definitely check in in the future. 】

[I suddenly wanted to see how these two people fell in love and killed each other first, then recognized each other, and then went hand in hand, what should I do? Is there any wife willing to write it. 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" 】

After He Xingyuan finished shooting, his eyes darkened slightly when he heard the result of a draw, and he looked at Xi Ze.

He didn't feel wrong just now, for that shot just now, Xi Ze was in tune with him.

The meaning of homology is very simple.It means consciously or unconsciously feeling the field of people around you, and adjusting your own field according to the field of others. There are many consciousnesses that can act on the field. Mental strength, attention, strength, eyes, and movements are all controlled by this field. Containment, in order to be attuned, the two have to be united in some way.

Have the same mental power, attention, strength, eyes, and movements.

Xi Ze just felt his field and used exactly the same shooting method as him, so he had exactly the same shooting results as him and reached a tie.

This technique is often used in the driving of two-person mechs...

It is impossible for the two pilots of the double mecha to start the mecha if they are not synchronized.

Because this kind of two-person mecha is almost harsh on the degree of tacit understanding, it needs two people to input the same amount of mental power into the mecha at the same time, and the mental power will be integrated and communicated in the mecha before it can be activated.

To have this kind of skill between two two-person mech pilots, a tacit understanding must be cultivated first.

It takes at least a week of training to learn to be able to coordinate, and it takes another year from the time of successful synchronization to the opening of the two-person mecha.

Like they did just now, without special training, they touched each other's field, mental power, and naturally synchronized with the flow.

He Xingyuan hadn't seen it, and neither had Qi Zeyan.

So after watching the shooting of the two of them, he thought smoothly that the two of them had driven a two-person mech together before.

It's just broken now.

"I didn't expect Marshal to drive a two-person mecha." Qi Zeyan flattered.

I have also collected a few such things as two-person mechas. Some powerful mechas have a little paint, but they can be used after repairing. "

"It's a pity that no one can keep up with my pace, understand my thoughts, and be in tune with me. I can't use this two-person mech, why don't I give it to the marshal?"

Even make up the relationship?

Who knows how he offended the Marshal.

Qi Zeyan pretended to understand the situation and analyzed the marshal's heart.

"The relationship between the two-person mecha and you, Marshal, is not shallow."

"Old Marshal He and Mrs. He are famous throughout the interstellar world because of their two-person mecha."

"You can too."

He thought he was praising He Xingyuan's parents.

But at the moment when his words just fell, the mental pressure around the marshal came over, and it was biting cold.

Qi Zeyan felt that he was wronged enough, and felt that He Xingyuan would be offended if he said anything.

Although he was a little puzzled by He Xingyuan's sudden mood swings, Xi Ze felt that this was a very suitable opportunity to read his mind.

Just now Qi Zeyan mentioned the matter of repairing a two-person mecha.The positions for repairing two-person mechas and repairing single-person mechas should be similar.

The purple light in Xi Ze's eyes flickered, and he read his mind as deeply as possible, and touched part of an address.

..........

Sending Qi Zeyan back to his gorgeous and somewhat dazzling car, Xi Ze found a random reason not to go with him.

Looking at the surrounding environment, he found an alley and got in. The legs with leather boots over the knee looked straight and slender. He bent slightly and leaned against the wall. With his fingers sliding, he quickly flipped through the pages of Guangnao.com. The information, the information in the light brain flashed across his mind quickly, and was completely absorbed by him.

It wasn't until a familiar figure approached him that Xi Ze calmed down, turned off the optical brain, stood up straight and gave a military salute.

"Master Marshal."

He Xingyuan nodded and asked, "How is your plan going?"

"Found a clue."

The place where the old-fashioned training mechs were repaired was on a star near Xinghui First Military Academy, which was later bought by Guan Cong.

He Xingyuan looked at Xi Ze with a confident look.

I don't know if he is suitable to dig out information from Qi Zeyan.

But he trusted Xi Ze's ability.

"Master Marshal, I didn't do the co-tune thing today on purpose."

Xi Ze rubbed his nose. He didn't know anything about two-person mechas. He didn't know that it was called co-ordination. He just took some time to catch up on the knowledge of two-person mechas after he found that He Xingyuan seemed unhappy.

At that time, he just wanted a draw and didn't want to make He Xingyuan feel uncomfortable.

He Xingyuan didn't expect that Xi Ze would notice his aversion to two-person mechas, co-ordination and other things.

After a long silence, the silver-haired Marshal pondered.

"Double Mech..."

"Things like that should go straight to the trash."

Xi Ze looked at He Xingyuan.

Two-person mecha is a type of mecha that loses one mecha, and may lose two mecha drivers, so it is a type of mecha that is despised by the military.

Now it seems that it is not necessarily that he was rejected by the military, but by He Xingyuan.

It probably has something to do with the marshal's parents, so he didn't ask any more questions.

But there was one thing...he was really curious.

Xi Ze suddenly grabbed He Xingyuan's wrist, and his head with a severe headache told him that he must ask.Otherwise, something is bound to be missed.

"Master Marshal, is this rubber band on your wrist mine?"