179: Chapter 176 The Auxiliary Combat System Takes Shape

This idea was bold, requiring a high foundation in reality, and the difficulty of implementation was not small. It required careful consideration.

Thus, in the following time, Yang Hang continued to delve deep into exploring the farm game System; it was definitely not because he was playful and obsessed with planting vegetables, raising pigs, and raising sheep. How could Yang Hang have such bizarre hobbies?

Yang Hang did not need to sleep and played until exactly twelve o'clock noon the next day.

After the treasure chest fishing spot was reorganized and the second round of the Individual Sequence Contest began, he reluctantly exited the vibrant farm he had just created.

This time, Yang Hang would definitely not make the same mistake as last time in the Sequence War.

He directly arranged a logical execution program for his Fate Platform Divided Soul.

Every day at 11:30 AM, he would manifest his personal victory count, ensuring each time it was one thousand higher than the second place, and perform dynamic monitoring between 11:00 AM and 12:00 PM on the final day of the Individual Sequence Battle settlement, resolving any accidents at any time to avoid any possible mistakes.

In this way, Yang Hang did not need to worry about the Individual Sequence Battle.

With his own derived Divided Soul operating a Clone to provide a safety net for the Faction Sequence Battle, he did not need to worry about that either.

He only had to wait until 6:00 PM for Alola to finish learning, building, and launching the Combat Assistance System.

Time flew by, and during a rest period in his Clone's combat strategy, Yang Hang went to visit his parents.

The twenty-fourth day of the Magic Sea calendar, 6:00 PM sharp.

Yang Hang was leaning on a deck lounge chair, holding chilled coconut juice redeemed from the food god shrine, enjoying the warmth of the twin suns' afterglow spilling onto his panel.

The life ring vibrated.

It was not information from his Divided Soul, but a direct communication request from Alola.

"Master, the Combat Assistance System has been fully constructed."

Yang Hang sat up, a glimmer of anticipation flashing in his eyes, and tapped the life ring lightly.

"Tell me in detail."

A layer of silver-gray shimmer appeared on the surface of the life ring, and a beam of faint blue light shot out from above the wristwatch.

A semi-transparent humanoid phantom condensed at the top of the light beam, without facial features or clothing texture, only the most basic human outline—head, torso, limbs—a white model with extremely simple lines.

Alola's voice came from the white model projection, steady, inorganic, with a rhythmic pause precise to the millisecond.

"It took seven days. We collected over forty billion deep scan data points from the magic sea compass, covering the biological characteristic baselines of 3.6 billion Survivors. We accumulated effective combat data from scenarios such as the Individual Sequence Contest, Faction Sequence Battle, and daily sea beast hunting, totaling 112,945,093,111 instances. The data analysis library, strategy library, logic library, and disassembly library have all completed their logical closed-loop construction."

"The System architecture is as follows."

The phantom raised its right hand, and four light points arranged in order lit up in its palm.

"Function One: Real-time Opponent Combat Data Analysis Module."

The first light point enlarged and expanded into a human outline diagram.

"Based on the deep scan permissions of the magic sea compass, we perform millisecond-level real-time data collection on the target. The output content includes, but is not limited to: muscle distribution density and force application habit analysis, assessment of the impact of current Qi, spirit, and essence values on actual combat output, long-term usage adaptability of talents and body structure, real-time emotional fluctuation curves, and details of Qi and blood flow velocity and muscle group coordination within the body."

Alola paused for 0.3 seconds.

"And—the actual combat win rate percentage for both sides."

Yang Hang raised an eyebrow.

"Win rate accuracy?"

"Based on the current scale of the database, the win rate prediction error for Silver Grade Survivors and below does not exceed 3%. For Gold Tier Survivors, the error is within 8%. As data collection continues, the accuracy will continue to converge."

"Continue."

The second light point expanded.

"Function Two: Predictive Combat Module. Based on the output of the data analysis module, it generates a high-win-rate combat plan before the battle starts and provides a comparison of the win rates for both sides after executing the plan."

The third light point.

"Function Three: Real-time Combat Disassembly and Response Module. During combat, it performs real-time disassembly of the opponent's used talents, weapons, and any form of attack, and provides response plans. It also covers escape strategies after falling into a predicament, as well as dynamically adjusted paths to victory."

The last light point lit up, larger than the previous three.

"Function Four: Auxiliary Intelligent Combat Module. It is divided into two levels."

"Shallow-level assistance: The sub-intelligent agent fully takes over the Survivor's body movement System, achieving absolute data-driven precision combat. Every angle, force, and timing of punches, dodges, and blocks is calculated and executed by the sub-intelligent agent based on real-time data."

"Deep-level assistance: On top of the shallow level, it gains additional full control permissions over the Survivor's physiological activities. Cellular metabolism, blood distribution, neurotransmitter release, and cardiac blood supply rhythm—all are incorporated into real-time precision control."

Alola's phantom bowed slightly.

"The above constitutes the entire Combat Assistance System. Please review it."

Yang Hang did not speak.

He leaned back on the lounge chair, hands crossed behind his head, staring at the four floating light points in front of him for five seconds.

Then he smiled.

It was not the subtle, polite kind of smile. It was a heartfelt, uncontrollable smile that stretched from corner to corner of his mouth.

What did it mean once this System went online?

It meant that an ordinary Rotten Wood Class Survivor who had never fought before, after turning on the Auxiliary Intelligent Combat Module, could swing the most perfect blade within his body's limits with robot-like precision.

It meant that a Silver Grade Survivor, with the support of data analysis and real-time disassembly, could boost their win rate from 50/50 to 70/30 or 80/20 against opponents of the same rank or even half a rank higher.

It meant that the individual combat power of the over 1.3 billion Survivors of the Yanhuang Civilization would complete a collective leap on the same day.

Survivors from outside civilizations did not have a Fate Platform and had survived purely by risking their lives from the very first day; in terms of experience in life-and-death combat and decisiveness in killing, they were stronger than the Survivors of the Yanhuang Civilization.

But from today on, this gap would no longer exist.

As for saying that what erased the gap was an external object, not the Survivor's own ability—well, Alola's massive combat database was not fake.

Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will become clear on its own.

In the future, these experiential data could be gradually absorbed by the Yanhuang Survivors themselves.

By letting the Yanhuang Survivors absorb nutrients from it little by little and transform them into their own strength with the support of the Combat Assistance System, the muscle memory formed after long-term combat would also become the Survivor's own, wouldn't it?

Yang Hang put away his smile and began to think about another matter.

Once this advantage was established—he could loosen the string that had been pulled tight all this time.

Not loosen it for himself, but for the Survivors of outside civilizations.

Why hadn't he opened more Fate Platform functions to Survivors from outside civilizations before?

The magic sea compass, the Karmic Trading Realm, the food god shrine, map location—it wasn't that he couldn't do these things, it was that he couldn't.

The Sequence War and Merit Points were two great mountains pressing down on the Yanhuang Civilization.

The rules of the Faction Sequence Battle were written clearly.

When settled on the thirtieth day, the faction with the highest total points could force an exchange of all Merit Points and resource talents with lower-ranked factions.

This meant that if he had opened the magic sea compass, Trading Realm, and food god shrine functions to outside Survivors before Yanhuang had established an absolute advantage, it would be equivalent to handing knives to his opponents himself.

The better the opponents lived and the faster they became strong, the greater the threat they posed to Yanhuang in the Sequence Battle.

That was why he had only temporarily opened the magic sea compass during the second Magic Sea Beast Tide and took it back after the tide ended.

Afterward, he only opened the speaking permissions of the visitor system and did not give even one more of the most basic survival guarantee functions.

But now it was different.

With the Combat Assistance System as a safety net, he could finally open survival guarantee functions like the magic sea compass, the Karmic Trading Realm, and the food god shrine to outside civilization visitor users for the long term.

This would be used to improve the survival rate of Survivors from outside civilizations to a higher degree.

It was just that the map location function might still need to be delayed for a while.

This function looked inconspicuous, but in reality, it was the true killer weapon.

Why could the Yanhuang Survivors huddle together?

Why could the Revival Society gather over three hundred thousand people?

Why could the Little Life Society expand from three thousand to over ten thousand people?

In a simple sentence: "It all relied on map location."

Survivors from outside civilizations were still scattered across the Magic Sea as lone wolves or in small teams of two or three; once given map location, based on human social instincts, they would spontaneously gather into large-scale organizations within three days.

By then, even if their individual combat power was not as good as Yanhuang's, their organized power would be enough to pose a threat.

Having figured this out, Yang Hang withdrew his gaze and sat back in the lounge chair.

Next—the announcement.

He brought up the life ring operation interface and began to conceive the launch announcement for the Combat Assistance System.