Chapter 252 Simulated Military Training, Wang Meng's Grim Retreat

Third Floor corridor.

The other Leaders had been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing Su Ze and Chen Xueming walk over, Wang Meng was the first to rush up to meet them, the flesh on his face trembling with excitement.

"Boss! I heard this place can train troops with zero casualties?"

Zhuang Yi, Qiao Yunfeng, and others also greeted them one after another, all craning their necks to peek into the large red door that had suddenly appeared.

Su Ze nodded.

"Let's go in and take a look."

He took the lead and stepped through that door.

The others followed closely behind.

The moment they crossed the threshold, the space before them suddenly opened up.

This was by no means some floor room; it was a massive, boundless outdoor plaza.

The material of the ground was neither metal nor stone, and stepping on it gave a strange sense of solidness.

At a glance, this place could easily accommodate ten thousand people training simultaneously.

The Leaders were all stunned.

"Good heavens..." Wang Meng swallowed hard. "Isn't this space a bit too exaggerated?"

Su Ze turned around, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"Who among you is interested in bringing your own team to test the waters first?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Meng immediately slapped his chest with a thunderous sound.

"I'll do it! Boss, I must be the first to go!"

The others looked at each other and didn't fight him for it.

After all, Su Ze had handed the temporary management rights of this place to Wang Meng, so it was only natural for him to take the first turn.

"Fine, go call your people." Su Ze nodded.

Wang Meng turned and ran out. Within a few minutes, he led a thousand players surging in, a vast and mighty force.

These people were all his most core and reliable team members under his command.

As soon as the thousand people entered, they all became curious babies, looking left and right, whispering to each other.

"Holy crap, what kind of god-tier place is this?"

"I heard you can respawn if you die in here?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's virtual damage, you won't actually die!"

Wang Meng couldn't be bothered to pay attention to the commotion below and walked quickly to the translucent control panel floating in the center of the plaza.

As soon as he approached, dense options popped up on the panel.

[Please set the simulated training environment parameters.]

[Monster types: Zombies, Supernatural Entity (others pending unlock)]

[Monster level: Level 1 - Level 5 (others pending unlock)]

[Difficulty selection: Easy, Normal, Hard, Nightmare, Hell]

Su Ze stood to the side, taking in all the content on the panel.

You can only select the types and levels of monsters you have encountered.

Those that haven't been encountered remain in a locked state.

This was within reason.

If one could randomly select monsters they hadn't seen, and figure out their background and weaknesses in advance, that would be a cheat code.

Based solely on what is currently unlocked, the utility of this training facility is already terrifying to the extreme.

Wang Meng stared at the panel, poking it a few times with his finger.

He selected Supernatural Entity for the monster type.

He selected Level 3 for the level.

When it came to the difficulty option, he hesitated for a moment, then finally tapped on "Normal".

[Parameter settings complete.]

[Current settings: Level 3 Supernatural Entity, Normal difficulty.]

[Confirm to start?]

Wang Meng turned to look at Su Ze.

Su Ze nodded slightly.

Wang Meng turned back and pressed the confirm button heavily.

"Confirm!"

Hum—

The air in the entire plaza twisted violently.

The next second, the scene before Wang Meng and the thousand players changed abruptly.

The spacious plaza disappeared.

In its place was a dimly lit Teaching Building corridor with peeling walls.

And Su Ze and the other Leaders, who had originally been standing not far from them, were nowhere to be seen.

A emotionless mechanical voice came from the broadcast overhead.

[In ten seconds, the monsters will descend.]

[All players, please prepare for battle.]

Wang Meng took a deep breath and roared at the top of his lungs.

"Attention, everyone!"

"Pay attention to coordination! The moment the Supernatural Entities appear, use the Spirit Guarding Incantation to stabilize your spirit. The back row must find the right timing to use the Soul-Shaking Roar to interrupt their ghostly sounds!"

The thousand players immediately became nervous, unable to help but clench their fists.

The environment was too realistic.

The cold, damp, musty smell in the air, and the hair-raising darkness at the end of the corridor were all frantically stimulating their nerves.

Although everyone had experienced the Supernatural Entity attack last night, the vast majority had been hiding in their Dormitory, defending passively.

The Supernatural Entities from the first night had basically all been cleared out directly by the Leaders.

They even cleared one floor each; their members didn't need to exert any effort at all.

Therefore, this was the first time in the true sense that they were facing a group of Supernatural Entities in such an uncovered environment!

[10, 9, 8...]

[3, 2, 1... Countdown ended, Supernatural Entities attacking!]

On the walls at both ends of the corridor, thick black mist rolled out without warning.

Immediately after, one after another, distorted, translucent Supernatural Entities pounced out from the black mist, shrieking miserably.

The number was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Wang Meng's eyes widened.

"Five hundred people defend the left! Five hundred people defend the right!"

"Don't panic! Form up!"

The orders were given very quickly.

But the players' reactions couldn't keep up at all.

Being attacked from both sides, in such an extremely narrow corridor terrain, the psychological pressure was instantly maxed out.

When the first batch of Supernatural Entities pounced in front of them with that chilling ghostly wind that made the soul tremble, the players in the front row were clearly panicked.

"Spirit Guarding Incantation! Use the Spirit Guarding Incantation quickly!" someone shouted in terror.

But it was still a beat too slow.

The sharp, piercing ghostly sound vibrations of the Supernatural Entities exploded in the corridor first.

"Ah—!"

Dozens of players in the front row instantly covered their ears, collapsing to the ground in pain, unable to even unleash their skills, directly falling into a faint.

The Supernatural Entities grinned and pounced on them, lying on top of them and frantically absorbing their health.

The players in the back row wanted to follow up with the Soul-Shaking Roar, but the people falling in the front row completely disrupted the formation.

Some used it, some didn't, and the skill release was sparse, failing to form any effective countermeasure at all.

The defensive line was instantly torn open by a huge gap.

The group of Supernatural Entities poured directly into the crowd like a flood breaking a dam.

Screams and the sounds of bodies hitting the ground rang out in unison.

Some were stunned by the ghostly sounds and then drained alive; some didn't even have time to react before having their health sucked away alive by the Supernatural Entities, turning into corpses.

Wang Meng stood in the center of the team, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

But he gritted his teeth and did not take action.

He knew Su Ze's temper too well.

Su Ze creating such a training facility was definitely not to let them, the Leaders, act as babysitters.

If even this kind of normal simulated battle required the Leaders to clean up the mess, then when these people encounter a real monster siege in the future, they would just be a bunch of trash waiting to die.

Not to mention that Su Ze couldn't tolerate it.

He, Wang Meng, also found it shameful himself!

Time passed second by second.

The number of players in the corridor was plummeting at a terrifying speed.

From one thousand people, to five hundred, then to one hundred.

In the end, only Jiang Haiqing and a few from his own Dormitory remained; these were the "personal guards" that Wang Meng usually trained personally, and at this moment, they could only be forced to huddle back-to-back in a corner, resisting desperately.

Ten-plus minutes later.

After the last "personal guard" also collapsed limply,

Wang Meng looked at the "corpses" strewn all over the ground, snorted heavily, and pressed exit directly on the panel.

[Ding, trial failed.]

The screen flashed.

The thousand people reappeared on the spacious simulated plaza.

The players who had just been sucked into dried corpses in the corridor were now all standing in place, unscathed.

But everyone's face was deathly pale, covered in sweat, their chests heaving violently.

That feeling of being drained of health alive was simply too real and too painful.

An exclamation of surviving a disaster Burst forth from the crowd.

"Holy crap! I really thought I was dead!"

"This feeling is too terrifying, when that ghost thing was lying on me and sucking, I couldn't even move a bit!"

"Damn it, I scared myself silly, I need to go change my pants..."

The chaotic murmurs hadn't lasted for more than a few seconds before they came to an abrupt halt.

Because they saw Wang Meng's face, which was so gloomy it was about to drip water.

The whole scene was instantly silent...