After leaving the club, Li Yan seemed to be immersed in the game just now. He had known that Long Yun was a competitive enthusiast, but he never thought that this guy's simulator skills would be so powerful.

"Hey, I said, how did you do it just now? It's so amazing."

"It's okay, I think this is quite normal. Maybe he didn't perform well."

Long Yun was not happy with the victory just now. He still remembered Lin Feng's dejected look.

From the discussions around people just now, Long Yun learned about Lin Feng's identity. Maybe, maybe he was really powerful before? But why did he not feel anything? Long Yun began to realize that perhaps his fighter combat skills are not only useful in the game.

Could it be that flying a real plane is also OK?

"Stop kidding. That Lin Feng is the captain of the 'May' team. He has a famous temper and skill. He also has an account in the Air War Alliance, and it seems to be called 'Meteor', and he is also very powerful. Anyway, I have fought with him twice and lost a lot."

Long Yun didn't care much about Li Yan's words. The game is just a game after all, and no matter how good he plays, it's no big deal. Although he also has his own ideas, this kind of skill is just a little entertainment for himself.

In this peaceful world, combat skills can be said to be useless. Of course, if you are powerful enough, you can find a way to participate in team competitions, and you may also have some results; but that probability is the same as other sports, talent is only one of the necessary conditions. Athletes in coastal Caribbean countries have created extremely brilliant sprint records, but who knows the price they pay for it? In the face of ever-changing technology, no matter how talented they have, they can only gradually disappear from the public's sight. So what if they have talent, it is a waste of talk without an economic foundation.

On the third day after the competition, there was a rare day off. Long Yun got up as usual and finished running, and was eating the breakfast he bought at home. Recently, he has not traveled to the past world, and Long Yun was not surprised.

After several experiences, Long Yun seemed to have mastered the characteristics of this kind of time travel, and could even consciously control his time travel. If he had no thoughts before sleeping, he would not go back to the past; on the contrary, he would enter that world, although the time he had experienced may not coincide with the last time he returned to his dream. Simply put, he seemed to be an intermittent participant in that world; as for what would happen to that world when he was not here, he did not know and had no way to control it.

Well, yes, this sounds like a complete schizophrenia. If Long Yun talks about his experiences and ideas to any psychologist, he will probably get the same conclusion. But Long Yun clearly knows that these are by no means his own hallucinations or imaginations. In any case, it is impossible for a enthusiast to learn to fly a fighter without a teacher. Even if he really wants to learn it, it is impossible.

However, if it really existed in the past world, why did he contact it? Long Yun still didn't know. This experience brought him far more doubts than the stimulation of fighting. The only thing he could be sure of was that he needed to explore more.

Just thinking endlessly, the sound of the phone interrupted his thoughts. When he answered, it was Li Yan.

"Long Yun, Lin Feng and the others found our store and came. Do you want to come here?"

"Ah?" Long Yun responded very strangely. Will they find the store? Lin Feng and the others should not know their identity. They had never known each other before, and they did not leave any address or contact information.

"I'll be here soon. Li Yan, are they causing trouble for you?"

"No. It seems that they have no malice."

On the morning of the same day, Li Yan was scrubbing the car that was coming to maintain in the store. He saw a black SUV slowly driving along the street from afar. Just as he was randomly looking at the valuable car, SUV drove into their parking lot, and then he found Lin Feng and his followers got out of the car.

When Li Yan saw these two people, his first impression was that they were here to make trouble. However, just as he got up and was about to leave the garage, Lin Feng still discovered and recognized him.

"Hey, my friend, you were there on the day of the game, right? We came to find that master, is he here?"

"He... rest today," Li Yan said, feeling a little regretful. However, he saw that Lin Feng and others looked normal, their tone was not as aggressive as before, and they seemed to have no malice, so he continued. "Is there anything wrong with you looking for him?"

"Actually... nothing."

Lin Feng seemed a little embarrassed, so he reached out and grabbed his hair.

"I'm a little reluctant to ask and want to talk to your friend in person. Can my friend help me contact me?"

Since fighting against Long Yun and then losing a crushing defeat, Lin Feng's mood can be said to be very bad at the beginning.

He really couldn't accept such facts; he was in Blue Island, and even in the entire simulator circle, it could be said that he was a rare rival, and he won more than he lost in the game against several other teams. But now, he was inexplicably defeated by this guy who came out of nowhere. Moreover, he was defeated so simply that he didn't even have the chance to fight back.

When Long Yun and the others left, Lin Feng also had some thoughts. He guessed that Long Yun should be a master of other teams. This time, maybe it was for him and the "May" team to play. If this is the case, there is no need to ask who he is, and it is impossible to get a real answer anyway. Back in the team, Lin Feng and his men searched again and again in the database of the National Aviation Simulation Competition League, but did not find Long Yun's information.

"This person is not a person in the team?" Lin Feng stared at the computer screen in disbelief: "Or he is not a simulator, is he really a pilot in the aviation team? But he said he is not."

"Maybe it was intentional concealment, who knew if he was lying?" Ning Wu, the team member next to him, said dissatisfied. He had never fought with Long Yun himself, and he still didn't know how powerful Long Yun was, so he naturally had no obstacles in his words.

"I don't think it's like."

Zhang Lei, who was sitting aside, shook his head and said slowly. He was the one who questioned Long Yun at that time, but after watching the game before, this young man who looked aggressive but had a very meticulous mind had disappeared at this time.

With his memories, Zhang Lei felt that Long Yun was not like a person who would lie casually. What's more, his skills were so perfect that it made people feel terrible. If he was really a player from a team, what reason would he have to hide his identity?

"Maybe, he is really a master who is hiding in the city."

"You mean... he is really a car repairman?" Ning Wu shook his head, "Who would repair cars with such skills? Our team earns more than repair cars-"

"Okay!" Lin Feng punched, "This person is very interesting, he is very strong! I, Lin Feng, convinced me. If he is really a repairman, then I will find him and invite him to join our team! Ning Wu, what do you think?"

Ning Wu was also a little curious at this time, and he thought about it for a while.
Chapter completed!