The so-called 100% simulation is to project all things in New York City into the space they are now in. Whether it is the mottled street lights on the roadside, the bench with a broken wooden strip on the street, or the floor tiles with a corner missing at Cao Nian's feet, they are completely reproduced without exception. This world is too real. Rather than saying that this is the world created by the combat simulation space, Cao Nian is more willing to believe that they have come to the real New York City.

The season is about the intersection of autumn and winter. The temperature is a bit low, and the exhaust pipe of the car emits a lot of white smoke, and people also have a hint of heat in their mouths.

While everyone around was wearing thick clothes, Cao Nian and others were wearing loose and comfortable combat uniforms that were suitable for sports and combat. On this busy street, it seemed a bit weird. It was like a group of actors who had gone to the wrong venue. Their clothes were like going to shoot Star Wars.

Of course, in addition to this, Cao Nian also keenly noticed a strange light in the eyes of the people around him. Although it only flashed away, Cao Nian knew that this was definitely not his illusion. Because the look was very familiar, it was like a wild beast whose territory was invaded, vigilant and angry, but it was not very obvious.

Because it is 100% simulated, there are essential elements of "humanity" everywhere in this world. Although I don't know if these people are a program or something else, Cao Nian instinctively did not want to attract the attention of these people. But things went against my wishes. A few of them were quite conspicuous among white people and black people, and they were not something that could be ignored just by keeping silent.

Although Zhang Yang and others were still making trouble, Cao Nian did not stop them, but just kept a little distance from them silently.

More and more people were walking by Cao Nian's side and all turned back. The defeat made Cao Nian's heart even more strange. Even one or two Americans were dissatisfied with him, which was understandable, but it was not that all Americans looked at him like this, right? Could it be that he had a criminal face?

Cao Nian complained: "Why are these Americans weird? It seems that they pay special attention to us?"

Xu Nuo was normal. She stood on the street and looked at the surrounding situation. She seemed to have discovered something: "I also felt that, logically speaking, it was not a strange thing for a few yellow people in New York City to appear. Why are we so looking back at such a high rate? Moreover, I have been to New York, but it is very different from the situation here. Look at it - the landmark building in New York City. I think the age here is different from the earth we live in, right?"

Looking towards Xu Nuo's finger.

New York, a city that is embedded in the coast of the United States like a pearl, has always been a hundred meters tall. There are buildings that are dozens or even hundreds of meters high on both sides of the street, continuous, high and low like rolling mountains. They are the pride of this city and the proof of the greatness of this city. At the end of the street, there is a giant building that is more than 300 meters high. No, it should be said to be two, but in everyone's impression, these two buildings have never been separated from each other.

Because it was originally the Twin Towers, twin                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

It is very likely that this place was the United States before 2001.

While he was wondering, Fang Heng had bought a newspaper from somewhere. The New York Daily newspaper had a date, and the time was actually 1980. It was more than 30 years apart from the world where Cao Nian and others lived.

Xu Nuo suddenly realized: "No wonder he always felt something strange here. It turned out to be more than 30 years ago! I didn't expect that Yuan actually simulated New York, USA in the late 20th century. It was really incredible. By the way, the money you came from there to buy newspapers?"

Fang Heng said: "There are always some things in the world that will not depreciate with time, such as gold."

So did you buy a newspaper with a piece of gold? What a sick guy. Cao Nian muttered in his heart, but he also admired the guy's execution and efficiency. Suddenly, Cao Nian thought of something and pondered for a while: "If this is the earth, when time just corresponds to the period of our lives, that is, decades later, wouldn't we find another self in this world?"

This place is like a world in a mirror, and the other side of the mirror is likely to be the real earth. If all things on the earth are reflected into this world one by one, then what Cao Nian said does have possibility.

but--

"The scene here may come from a certain superficial history, or movies, games, or even novels - who knows?" Fang Heng said, "As for what you said to find another self here? I advise you to give up on such a plan. Even if you find it, what can you do? Instead of having such a ridiculous plan, you might as well think about how to deal with Zhang Yang."

After hearing Fang Heng's words, Cao Nian broke free from his memories and smiled helplessly at Xu Nuo who was frowning.

Xu Nuo also knew that Cao Nian had something that he couldn't let go, but he didn't ask too much. Who in this world has no sadness? No unfulfilled wish? He took a step back and said that before they came to this world of reincarnation, there must be people they wanted to see but did not meet...

"Me? Who wants to deal with me?" Zhang Yang ran over happily, looking excited, as if he was impatient to fight Cao Nian, "Brother Cao, is my opponent you?"

Cao Nian did not answer, he was still thinking about what Fang Heng said.

"Okay, the first battle will start soon." Fang Heng walked away from everyone with his flat glasses and looked at them coldly, without any intention of joining the battle. This guy was dressed quite ordinary, with a computer bag in his right hand, which was no different from an ordinary salaryman. Fang Heng integrated into this era very well. It was not obvious that he came here from the 21st century. When he stood at the intersection of the street, he was like a lawyer waiting for the bus or a staff member of the stock exchange, because he had always been a very cunning and smart guy.

"What does it mean? Don't you come to fight?" Cao Nian couldn't help asking when he saw Fang Heng's appearance outside the matter. He could see why everyone was wearing combat uniforms, but Fang Heng was dressed like a speculator. It turned out that he had no intention of joining the battle from the beginning to the end.

"I am not a main warrior, of course I don't need it anymore, and I have other things to do." Fang Heng looked calm and said so openly that this guy was not ashamed of taking a break.

A group of yellow people gathered together, wearing strange costumes and saying inexplicable words, and more and more people on the street cast doubtful eyes at them. Zhang Yang also noticed the strange thing and glared at the rebellious white guys around him, scaring him so much that he ran away. You must know that Cao Nian and the others are warriors who survived the trial of life and death. Whether they were killing people or cutting monsters, they would never be ruthless. They would just exude a little momentum, which is the so-called murderous intent, which is enough to make ordinary people shake. What's more, Zhang Yang, who has extremely violent bloodliness.

After Zhang Yang scared away a few gangsters with his eyes, he showed a smug smile on his face. Although this kind of bullying the weak is shameful, it makes people feel very happy.

Cao Nian pretended not to see Zhang Yang's little movements, but pointed at Chu Jianqing and said, "What about this girl? She doesn't seem to be the main warrior, right?"

Among them, Xu Nuo will at least use weapons, and Chu Jianqing, a girl, except for her medical skills, is simply no different from ordinary people and has no lethality.

Fang Heng said: "She is indeed not a main warrior, but she is an indispensable and extremely important part of the battle. Of course, she needs to go on the stage. A medical staff member must learn not only to save people on the battlefield, but also to know how to protect herself. This is what she must learn. Similarly, you must learn how to protect this girl."

Zhang Yang nodded and said with deep understanding: "It's better to stand in the back row for the profession of nanny. The profession of nanny is vulgar enough. The nanny has to keep up with the next level. After all, my life is still hard. As a warrior and a flesh shield, I have to fight to the death in front of me."

Chu Jianqing was very dissatisfied with the word "nanny", so he twisted the flesh on Zhang Yang's waist, but Zhang Yang was not an ordinary person after all. The muscles on his body were even more tenacious than rubber, which made Chu Jianqing blush and his face didn't even twist. Helplessly, the little girl had to give up.

Cao Nian frowned, putting aside Fang Heng, there were only six people left, which was three to three, which seemed fair. However, Fang Heng did not participate, and the competition seemed not so interesting. He was still counting on one day to beat Fang Heng up one day. As for the reason, Cao Nian couldn't say why. Maybe it was because of his cold face, which seemed to be a little worthy of beating...

Zhang Yang pointed at Fang Heng: "What about you, since you are not a main combatant, what should you be?"

Fang Heng pushed his glasses: "I? If I have to say anything, I will position myself as the commander."

Pooh!

Everyone expressed their contempt in their hearts with tacit understanding. This guy is so thick-skinned that he doesn't blush or breathe when he says this.

Fang Heng reached out to touch his hand next to his glasses, then looked around everyone: "Okay, don't waste time. Let's start - this time the battle mode is 3v3, Cao Nian, Xu Nuo, Chen Lang, you group, Zhang Yang, Chu Jianqing, No. 21, you group. Whoever teams to destroy the other party first will win. Do you have any opinions?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yang raised his hand: "I'm asking for a different group. I don't want to be with this girl. She will abuse me! Hey, don't leave. Isn't my opinion considered an opinion? - Look, she has pinched me!"

Everyone automatically ignored Zhang Yang's nonsense.

A gray-white bus came to Fang Heng. In front of everyone, Fang Heng got on the bus and made a starting gesture to them. Cao Nian and Zhang Yang, as the most powerful combatant in the team, did not take action directly, but slowly retreated to the back. This was a tacit understanding, just like a duel between two Russian nobles, with their backs facing each other, walked fifty steps, and then turned around and shot with a pistol at the same time!

The bus slowly drove to the intersection and passed the first traffic light intersection. Fang Heng was sitting in the car, the computer was placed on his thigh, and the computer screen was the figures of Cao Nian and others.
Chapter completed!