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

Claire walked ahead with light steps, leading Zhang Zhao through one corridor after another.

"This is the CEO's office in the core area, the place we just came from."

She didn't turn her head, speaking very quickly.

"On the right are the black chamber and the blue chamber, and on the left are the buoyancy chamber and the centrifuge chamber."

"The black room is for manufacturing equipment and weapons, the blue room is like a warehouse! The centrifuge room is used to monitor various data, and as for the buoyancy room..."

She paused.

"You don't usually need it. You can use it as a swimming pool, but the medical room is also located there."

Zhang Zhao followed behind her, his gaze sweeping across both sides of the corridor without making a sound.

This layout is not unrelated to the game map in his memory; it's practically identical!

"Have you been here before?"

Claire suddenly turned her head, but didn't stop walking.

"I've never been here before."

"Why do you seem to be at home like this?"

Zhang Zhao did not answer.

Claire didn't press further, she just smiled.

The two walked through the buoyancy chamber corridor, went down the stairs, and then went around through a small side door to the connecting platform outside the buoyancy chamber and centrifuge room on the second floor.

Several shipping containers were piled up on one side of the passageway, and looking to the right, a large slope stretched straight down.

"The centrifuge room is on our left."

As the two descended, Claire raised her chin slightly.

"Go down this slope and turn right to reach the dock—the training ground is just north of the dock."

As they spoke, the two arrived at the training ground she had mentioned.

This place is more spacious than I imagined.

The ground was covered with dark gray anti-slip mats, several sets of tactical targets stood along the edge, and there was a row of climbing frames in the distance.

The sea breeze blew in from the direction of the dock, making Zhang Zhao's clothes flutter.

Claire walked to the center of the field, turned around, and stretched her wrists and neck.

"Shall we warm up first?"

She tilted her head, looking somewhat eager to try.

"You just arrived, I won't bully you. How about you run a couple of laps in your suit first? Get your muscles warmed up!"

Zhang Zhao did not refuse. He took off his tactical waist pack and placed it on the low wall at the edge of the field. He then walked back to the center of the field and began some simple stretching.

Claire stood to the side with her arms crossed.

"Where did Sister Lan find you? I've never seen you before."

"Bought..." Zhang Zhao said succinctly.

Claire raised an eyebrow slightly; this was indeed a novel source.

She turned around, faced the track, made a "follow me" gesture, and took the first step.

The two began jogging slowly along the circular track on the north side of the dock, at a moderate pace and with a steady rhythm.

A sea breeze blew in my face, carrying its own unique coolness.

Zhang Zhao followed behind Claire, and the Relink brain-computer interface silently activated—

[Target: Claire Ann Byers (Swift Wind)]

【Height: 170cm】

[Weight: 62kg]

【Strength: 9.8】

[Agility: 10.2]

[Endurance: 8.3]

【Spirit: 8.0】

Zhang Zhao nodded calmly.

This level of strength is on par with that of Wei Long, Luna, and others who experienced Operation Zero Dam.

Moreover, Claire excels in agility, and her strength of 9.8 is not weak either.

Overall, he is a well-rounded fighter with a high degree of mobility.

After running two laps, the two stopped in the middle of the track.

Claire remained calm and composed, merely adjusting her breathing slightly before glancing at Zhang Zhao with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Sure, I thought you'd at least catch your breath a couple of times."

"It's alright." Zhang Zhao stretched his shoulders, his tone casual.

Claire smiled and pointed to the lounge on the side.

"Shall I go change my clothes and then we officially begin?"

Zhang Zhao shrugged, indicating that the other person could do as they pleased.

Claire turned and walked briskly toward the lounge.

Zhang Zhao stood still, his gaze fixed on her back. After a moment, he looked away and began to move his wrists and ankles.

The Relink brain-computer interface scanned the entire training area.

No one was watching him except for the row of surveillance cameras overhead.

"Squeak—"

The door to the lounge was pushed open, and Claire came out after changing her clothes.

She took off her suit and changed into a dark gray, tight-fitting tactical uniform, revealing her slender and well-proportioned figure.

Two unidentified long-handled short weapons were tucked into his waistband, with a knuckle duster pressed against his outer thigh.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?"

Claire stretched her shoulders and strode back to the center of the field.

"Um?"

Zhang Zhao was momentarily stunned, and then added,

"It looks pretty good."

Claire paused for a moment, then smiled, a smile that was more genuine and joyful than before.

"Okay, you've got a sweet tongue~ I'll be gentle when we get down to business later~"

"beat?"

Claire was already standing opposite him.

"Now that we've warmed up, it's time to practice close combat."

As she spoke, her right hand slowly gripped the knuckle duster at her waist.

The blade was entirely white and gold, and Zhang Zhao immediately recognized it as Claire's signature melee weapon—Tenet!

"Sister Lan said that physical fitness, tactics, reaction time, and shooting are all essential, so let's start with close combat."

Zhang Zhao sighed and drew the Dragon Slayer Sword from his waist.

"Let's go then!"

Claire gripped the creed, her eyes hardening.

"Ready?"

Zhang Zhao did not rush to answer.

He twirled the Dragon Slayer sword in his hand, gripped it firmly in the back of his hand, slightly bent his knees, and lowered his center of gravity.

"Come!"

The word had barely been uttered when Claire posted it.

Her agility is as high as 10.2, which is even faster than Red Wolf. She almost disappears from her original position the moment she starts moving.

Zhang Zhao's pupils contracted slightly; the brain-computer interface had already reacted before his consciousness could process the information.

Left side! Horizontal slash!

He sidestepped, and the tip of the knuckle duster grazed half an inch from his chest, the blade slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

"The response is good!"

Claire's voice came from behind the blade, tinged with obvious surprise and excitement.

She didn't stop, but used the momentum of her forward charge to turn around and sweep her right leg out, aiming straight for Zhang Zhao's knee.

If that kick lands solidly, it will injure the knee joint, and subsequent movements will be significantly delayed.

Zhang Zhao did not take the kick head-on. He stepped back half a step with his left foot to avoid the sweeping leg, while his right arm slid down, and the Dragon Slayer grazed Claire's calf.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, clearly not expecting Zhang Zhao to change his tactics so quickly.

The two exchanged attacks and defenses four times in less than two seconds, with neither gaining an advantage.

Claire took two steps back, shook the hand that was holding the knife, and looked Zhang Zhao over again.

"Prediction?"

Her curiosity grew stronger.

"My starting move was something I decided on the spot, even I! How could you have predicted it?"

Zhang Zhao slightly moved his right hand, which was holding the knife.

"luck."

"fart!"

Claire chuckled and cursed, then lowered her center of gravity again, a serious look returning to her eyes.

"Again!"

This time she struck even faster, delivering the creed with no reservations.

Zhang Zhao did not retreat. He stepped forward to meet the blade's light and raised his right hand to block the attack!

With a muffled thud, Zhang Zhao staggered half a step, a tingling numbness spreading through his left arm.

But he didn't stop. Using the momentum of his stumble, he turned in mid-air and aimed his elbow straight at Claire's side of the neck.

Claire's pupils contracted, and she leaned back to avoid the impact, simultaneously kicking him in the side, causing the two to retreat in opposite directions.

"A draw?"

Claire flexed her right shoulder, and for some reason, she laughed even harder after taking the hit.

After all, Zhang Zhao didn't know that she had been at the aerospace base for three months!

He trained alone for three whole months, while his combat training was conducted with Demulan.

There was absolutely no chance of winning; Demulan unilaterally and brutally crushed them every time!

Now that she has a worthy opponent, and given her combative nature, she is naturally eager to seize the opportunity!

Zhang Zhao stood a few steps away, rubbing the spot on his waist where he had been kicked.

His attributes are Strength 8.8 and Agility 8.7, which are significantly lower than Claire's in terms of numerical values ​​alone.

However, the battlefield intuition brought by mental attributes, coupled with the assistance of Relink brain-computer interface, is enough to make up for that gap.

To truly determine a winner, we must see who makes the first mistake!

"Again?" Zhang Zhao asked.

Upon hearing this, Claire's eyes lit up even more!