Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

[Ding—Unknown data detected. Integrate now?]

Zhang Zhao was stunned for a moment!

This voice wasn't a built-in prompt from the Relink brain-computer interface, but rather a mechanical female voice from the system!

Before he could react, another panel popped up on the Relink brain-computer interface—

Device Model: Relink 3 All-in-One Version

Device Status: Activated, Synchronization Rate 100%

Equipment Ownership: Hafk Group

"Warning: Unknown data intrusion detected!"

Zhang Zhao's pupils contracted slightly.

"synchronous!"

[Ding—Data synchronization in progress...]

[Synchronization complete!]

[Data parsing in progress...]

[Analysis complete! Relink brain-computer interface protocol modified!]

[1-Haf Coin Instant Sale System Feature Update]

[Host: Zhang Zhao]

Strength: 1.3 (1 for a normal adult male)

Agility: 1.2 (1 for a normal adult male)

Endurance: 1.1 (1 for a normal adult male)

[Mental state: 2.5 (normal adult male 1)]

[Tactical Skills: None]

[Special Equipment: Shadow Special Equipment Set, Relink Brain-Computer Terminal]

[System Space: M1 Muscle Strengthening Needle]

【Hafcoin: 97】

Relink Brain-Computer Interface

[Quality: unknown]

[Description: After system assimilation, the host enjoys all autonomous rights!]

[Function: Neural Enhancement: Dynamically improves reaction speed]

Battlefield awareness: Automatically detects surrounding threats within a 50-meter radius.

Data collection: Continuously record host physiological signs and combat data.

Skill loading: Allows you to save and quickly switch between learning all tactical skills.

[Note: After system assimilation, all data uploaded by Relink brain-computer interfaces is fabricated!]

Zhang Zhao stared at the panel, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Simply put, after the system assimilated his brain into the computer, he gained a data panel.

And there's no need to worry about Hafk finding out he's out of control!

All uploaded data is fake, which can hide one's true strength!

In short, it can be summed up in one sentence!

Positive optimization!

My brain is my own weapon!

"This is what you call a perfect fit!"

Zhang Zhao cursed inwardly and rolled off the bed.

The room was small, about ten square meters, with a single bed, a table, and a chair.

There was a simple wardrobe in the corner, inside which hung a set of dark green combat uniforms.

Zhang Zhao picked it up and checked it; the size was just right.

He threw his clothes on the bed, turned around, and walked to the door.

The door wasn't locked.

Pushing open the door, I saw that the corridor was lit by incandescent lights and was empty.

Zhang Zhao peeked out and looked around. The corridor was lined with doors, all exactly the same as his own.

Not knowing where he was, Zhang Zhao was about to retreat when the door to the next room suddenly opened.

A burly man stepped out, his face covered in a thick beard that obscured his age, but he wore a nonchalant expression.

The other person was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhang Zhao, then grinned.

"Oh, a newbie?"

"Um!"

Zhang Zhao nodded, looking at the burly man with a completely bewildered expression.

What the hell... Uluru?

"Where did it come from?"

The burly man leaned against the door frame, sizing up Zhang Zhao.

"China!"

"China?"

The burly man raised an eyebrow.

"There seems to be a Chinese person in GTI named Mai Xiaowen. And there's another Chinese person in our year... I think their name is Wang... Wang Yuhao?"

Zhang Zhao swallowed.

What the hell did Hafk do to him?

How did I end up here in a GTI after waking up?

He hadn't figured out the situation yet.

"Click—"

The sound of the metal door lock popping open was exceptionally clear!

Then came the second tone, the third tone, the fourth tone...

One door after another opened, and the corridor lights illuminated the people who came out of the rooms!

Zhang Zhao's gaze swept from left to right, and then from right to left.

"This is fucking—"

He swallowed hard.

He actually knew a few of these people.

For example, that woman walking out from a distance!

He had long, jet-black hair, an East Asian face, wore goggles, and a training vest.

It's Luna, Kim Luna!

And next to Uluru is the man with the earphone cap, a lean build, and short, neat hair—Red Wolf, Kay Silva!

"David, what's the schedule for today?" Red Wolf's voice was deep, as if he were quite familiar with Uluru.

Uluru's real name is David Ferrell, and he simply shrugged in response to Red Wolf's question.

"I don't know, we'll wait for your notification."

Looking further into the distance, Zhang Zhao's pupils contracted slightly—

A man with a lean build, but with light and powerful steps!

It's Wang Yuhao, the one Uluru mentioned! Codename: Mighty Dragon!

Of the dozen or so people who came out, Zhang Zhao only recognized these four.

But they all share one characteristic: young and strong!

Zhang Zhao suddenly realized something—

These people are all "elite talents" recruited by GTI from all over the world.

"Hey, looks like we have a new face in our class."

Red Wolf grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

He patted Zhang Zhao on the shoulder with such force that Zhang Zhao staggered forward half a step.

"Hey kid, what's your name?"

"Zhang Zhao!"

"Zhang Zhao?" Red Wolf repeated, his pronunciation slightly off, "A Chinese?"

"Um."

Red Wolf turned and shouted towards the end of the corridor—

"Wang Yuhao! Someone's come to your house!"

At the end of the corridor, the lean figure turned around when he heard Red Wolf's voice.

Zhang Zhao met his gaze for less than a second and nodded.

Wang Yuhao nodded slightly as a greeting, then turned back and continued walking forward.

Zhang Zhao withdrew his gaze and silently memorized the face.

"Alright, stop standing there."

Red Wolf patted him again.

"Keep up, don't fall behind."

Zhang Zhao strode forward and blended into the group.

The corridor wasn't long, only about twenty meters, but walking among this group of people, Zhang Zhao felt immense pressure.

On the left is Uluru, which is nearly two meters tall and has arms thicker than Zhang Zhao's thighs!

On the right is Red Wolf; even his walking posture exudes a sharp and aggressive aura.

later--

Zhang Zhao didn't turn around, but he could sense that someone was watching him!

Relink brain-computer interface instantly locks onto the target!

[Battlefield Perception: Three meters behind, male, approximately 185cm tall, weighing approximately 85kg, heart rate 72, eyes locked on the host!]

Zhang Zhao didn't turn around, but simply expanded his perception range a bit more.

Within a 50-meter radius, his brain seemed to be covered by a heat map.

There is a metal door at the end of the corridor, behind which is the stairwell.

There were three people in the stairwell, all on the second floor, with stable heart rates.

There is a large open space on the right side of the second floor, which should be a training ground.

and also--

He snapped back to reality!

Because the metal door at the end of the corridor was open!

A lazy voice drifted out from behind the door.

"Hey, hey, hey~ This isn't a market! Quiet! Understand?"

The voices weren't loud, but those who had been talking in hushed tones all fell silent at the same time.

Zhang Zhao raised his head and looked at the door.

A person walked out from behind the door.

His blond hair was messy and looked like it had never been combed.

His combat uniform was different from the others; it had several pockets on his chest and a strange device hanging from his belt.

It looks like a nail gun!

Hormone gun!

Zhang Zhao's pupils contracted slightly!

Bee doctor!

His real name is Roy Smee!

A medical operator in Delta Force, skilled in battlefield first aid and area control!

The medical gun is one of the enemy's special equipment; it can remotely inject medical drugs.

But that's not the point!

The point is-

This guy seems to be their instructor now!

The bee doctor glanced at the people in the corridor, his gaze finally settling on Zhang Zhao.

"Oh?"

He tilted his head. "A new face?"

Red Wolf answered for him.

"Yes, he just arrived. He's Chinese, and his name is Zhang Zhao."

"Zhang Zhao..."

Roy repeated it, his pronunciation much more standard than Red Wolf's.

"Okay, got it!"

He pointed down the corridor.

"Don't just stand there, everyone! Deep Blue is waiting for you at Training Ground C!"