Break out of the courtyard

Chapter 997 The Third Round of Assessment, Nanjing

"Yes! We have 239 students who passed the second round of assessments!" Secretary Chen excitedly reported to Professor Hua, who was far away in the capital, while holding his phone and standing by the window.

"Although Cao Jian only got 6th place, the top 5 had 93 minutes more time to answer questions than Cao Jian, and we have a guess that the top 5 are Zhang's children."

"Hmm... I can't go back yet! Peace Group just issued an announcement allowing candidates who passed the second round of assessments and their accompanying personnel to apply to experience the virtual dream game."

"Director Wang just called Consultant Zhang, and Consultant Zhang agreed to let all our students and accompanying teachers go over now to experience the virtual dream game."

"Okay! The testing location is that renovated tiered classroom. I'll go try it out later and then report back to you."

Seeing that Secretary Chen had finished his phone call, Director Wang, who had just finished discussing with the group of teachers and assistant teachers, walked to the window and said to Secretary Chen, "We just discussed it and decided to let those children who did not pass the test experience it first."

"After they finish experiencing the virtual dream game, we will send them back to Shenzhen to avoid any safety issues."

“Alright!” Secretary Chen nodded and said, “I’ll have the academy arrange for these students who are going back to have a good time exploring Shenzhen in the next two days.”

After the two discussed it, they called on the teachers to gather their students and prepare to go to the teaching building of Hong Kong Island Peace College.

Meanwhile, in the teaching building, Zhang Heping was setting up a multi-species gene regeneration brain server in a small room next to the virtual dream lecture hall.

This multi-species gene regeneration brain server was equipped for the virtual dream tiered classroom next door. The dream world inside took Zhang Heping 52 hours to construct, and it can be said that all his experiences and hearings about the Nanjing Massacre in his past and present lives were meticulously etched into the consciousness of this regenerated brain.

So when Zhang Bei and Zhang Feng expressed their desire to be the first to play this new dream game, Zhang Heping remained silent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Right now, Zhang Bei, Zhang Long, and Zhang Hu are assisting in the multi-species gene regeneration brain server room, adding relevant nutritional supplements to the surrounding life support equipment.

When Secretary Chen and Director Wang arrived with a group of teachers and students, Zhang Heping was still adjusting the equipment. Zhang Feng and Zhang Nuo, two girls, received Director Wang and his group.

As soon as Director Wang passed through the temporary security gate in front of the teaching building, he grabbed Zhang Feng's arm and whispered, "Xiao Feng, tell Grandma, are the top 5 people your siblings and you?"

Zhang Feng laughed and said, "My dad won't let me tell you!"

The subtext of those words was so obvious, how could Director Wang not understand it?

Director Wang chuckled and said, "I was wondering why five nameless geniuses suddenly appeared. It turns out they are you siblings."

“We’re not geniuses!” Zhang Feng looked at the students who were stiff and reserved and said, “When I was their age, I hadn’t even learned calculus yet, so I can’t compare to them.”

Instead of continuing to praise them, Director Wang asked, "Where is your father?"

“My dad is in the computer room. He told us to lead you into the lecture hall first,” Zhang Feng said, beckoning to Secretary Chen who was approaching, and then gesturing towards the classroom next to them.

Director Wang glanced at Secretary Chen, who nodded with a smile, and then followed Zhang Fengxian to the lecture hall.

Secretary Chen stood there for a few seconds, signaling the teachers and students behind him to follow, before walking towards the classroom marked "Virtual Dream Classroom".

"I remember when I visited before, this lecture hall could seat 1000 people!" Director Wang walked to the podium, his eyes quickly scanning the surroundings, and asked, "How many people can sit here now?"

“30 by 20, 600 seats, 600 gaming helmets!” Zhang Feng laughed. “My dad said that since you called him and wanted to jump the queue to experience the Virtual Dream game, he asked you to help test the capacity of the multi-species gene regeneration brain server.”

"So that's why your dad agreed so readily earlier. He wanted us to be his guinea pigs." Director Wang had a smile on her face, but the question she asked the next second revealed her true thoughts.

"Xiaofeng, is this test safe?"

"No!" Zhang Feng looked at the rows of black helmets on the ceiling and smiled. "Later, my brother, Xiao Hu, and I will also participate in the test."

As soon as the words were spoken, the black helmets on the ceiling began to move, descending one by one, but only halfway down before retracting. This caused the short, curved metal wires next to the helmets to sway back and forth, puzzling the teachers and students who had just entered.

The iron grooves embedded in the ceiling, floor, and walls have been sealed and plastered to conceal them.

Therefore, in this pristine white tiered classroom, apart from the off-white tables and chairs, the only thing that distinguishes it from other tiered classrooms is the large black helmet hanging from the ceiling.

After Zhang Long tested the helmet's raising and lowering mechanism in the adjacent computer room and confirmed that it was working correctly, he came to the lecture hall with his eldest brother and sixth brother, and urged the people still standing around to take their seats.

A moment later, Zhang Heping closed the iron door of the adjacent computer room and went to the podium of the virtual dream tiered classroom.

Zhang Heping looked at Secretary Chen, Director Wang, Teacher Li and others, nodded slightly and said, "The dream of the regenerative brain server next door has just been constructed, and you will be the first people to enter this virtual dream."

“This dream is very bloody!” Zhang Heping paused, then glanced indifferently at the teenagers. “Because the material used to construct this dream all comes from the Nanjing Massacre, which took place from December 1937 to January 1938!”

"After you enter the game, you may be randomly assigned to be an ordinary person, a soldier, a Japanese islander, or a foreigner, and experience this bloody and unforgettable history from different perspectives."

"The test hasn't started yet. Anyone who doesn't want to participate, please leave this classroom!"

No one left the classroom; however, more than a dozen teachers, students, and parents raised their hands.

Zhang Heping ignored the adults and pointed to a little girl, "Fang Jing, 57 points, ranked 61st, do you have any questions?"

Fang Jing was surprised that the great scientist Zhang Heping knew her and read out her score and ranking in one breath.

The little girl paused for a moment, then asked loudly, "Excuse me, can we change history in the game?"

“Virtual dreams are very real. If you have the ability, you can do anything you want!” Zhang Heping didn’t answer directly, and the next second he pointed to a little boy, “Zhuang Jun, 50 points, ranked 183rd, do you have any questions?”

The boy whose name was called stood up excitedly and asked somewhat stammeringly, "Excuse me... teacher, if I... I randomly... get to be a Sun Island person, can I... kill a Sun Island person...?"

“As I said before, the virtual dream world is very realistic; you can do whatever you want!” After answering, Zhang Heping saw that no one had left their seats, so he ignored the others who raised their hands and gave them a final reminder:

"Exiting the virtual dream is simple. Just quickly say 'exit' twice and tuck your head down so that you no longer touch the helmet."

"The test is now starting. People in the first three rows, please sit up straight and get ready to put on your helmets."

As three rows of 60 black helmets slowly descended from the ceiling, Zhang Heping walked to a chair next to the podium and sat down. After detecting no anomalies in the multi-species gene regeneration brain server next door through his senses and mental probe, he spoke again:
"Next, those in the fourth row, please get ready. Those in the back, please get ready on your own when you see the helmets descending from above. I will not remind you again."

When Secretary Chen heard that the dream was related to the Nanjing Massacre, he felt a surge of joy.

The main reason was that they were still planning a virtual dream game about the Korean War, hoping to strengthen Advisor Zhang's resistance to the foreign coalition forces. Unexpectedly, Zhang Heping pushed it back more than ten years and created a more memorable dream recreation of that national tragedy!

However, to Secretary Chen's utter surprise, he was randomly assigned to a fair-skinned woman wearing a cheongsam and high heels.

Even though there were no mirrors around, Secretary Chen didn't know what she looked like now, but he was also aware of the great disaster this body was about to bring him.

Secretary Chen was not one to sit idly by and wait for death. She quickly kicked off her high heels, enduring the incredibly real sensations of coldness and stinging on her feet, and rapidly observed the fleeing crowds, the dilapidated and ruined buildings, and the distant sounds of gunfire.

"There's no way to escape!" Secretary Chen quickly assessed his situation, then picked up his suitcase and headed towards the right-hand street where the crowd was fleeing.

As she walked, Secretary Chen opened her suitcase and threw away useless items such as rouge and powder. Then she walked to a rooftop, unabashedly took off her cheongsam and threw it away, changing into a pair of gray trousers and a white shirt.

Finally, she stuffed the small purse from the box into her pocket, left the loose change scattered on the ground, and went to find her shoes and a hiding place.

……

To allow players some time to adjust, Zhang Heping did not start the game on Hell difficulty, but instead set the time to one hour before the Japanese invaded Nanjing.

One hour is not enough to escape the city, but it also won't immediately lead to a death crisis.

However, less than 5 minutes into the game, the helmets in the 7th row were still slowly descending, and some people in the front row had actually shrunk under the table.

Just as a teacher in the back row stood up to check on the situation, Zhang Heping said indifferently, "Sit still and don't run around!"

The teacher had no choice but to sit back down and crane his neck to check on the student in front of him.

The little boy, who had huddled under the table, calmed himself down for a moment, then stood up and excitedly told the teachers and students behind him who hadn't yet entered the virtual dream world, "I just randomly became a Japanese islander and killed at least five Japanese soldiers with grenades! But I was also killed by the Japanese!"

A teacher in the back row spoke sternly, "Please be quiet, student! Say what you have to say outside. Don't disturb others now!"

The little boy sat back down in his chair, only to find that his helmet had been retracted into the ceiling.

"Teacher!" The little boy didn't know how to address Zhang Heping, "Can I continue playing the game?"

Zhang Heping did not respond, but the helmet on the little boy's head was slowly lowering, clearly indicating that it could continue.

The renovated virtual dream tiered classroom can now seat 20 people per row, a significant improvement over the previous 30 seats per row, making it much more spacious.

Therefore, even though many people left the virtual dream midway, it did not affect those around them.

As one helmet after another fell, the 536 testers present entered the virtual dream world one after another, and the lecture hall suddenly became quiet.

However, after an hour had passed, more and more people were leaving the virtual dream world.

Those who withdrew at this point all looked terrified, huddled under the table for a long time to calm their nerves, before finally sitting back down in their chairs with lingering fear or tears streaming down their faces.

Zhang Heping did not allow these people to enter the virtual dream world again.

Just as he initially said, the dream was very real! Very bloody!
Most people couldn't handle it the first time they experienced it firsthand!

Experiencing the bloody events repeatedly in a short period of time could potentially lead to psychological problems.

So, after a brief silence in the lecture hall, people started whispering again, making the air inside much noisier.

vomit!
The first person to vomit on the spot because they couldn't handle the bloody scene was a young female assistant teacher.

The second person to vomit was none other than Zhang Feng, the fourth daughter!
Boom!
"Damn devil!"

A male teacher slammed his fist on the table, forgetting to lower his voice as he cursed, which drew the attention of everyone around him.

"No! Don't come any closer! I quit! I want to quit! I'm not playing anymore! Waaah..." A little boy cried out, waving his arms and kicking his legs wildly, probably having encountered something terrible in the game.

The students on both sides were hit by the boy's wildly swinging fists. Although it only temporarily removed them from contact with their helmets, their helmets still mercilessly rose to the ceiling, not giving them a chance to enter the virtual dream again.

As teachers, students, and parents exited the virtual dream world one by one, they chatted quietly about what they had seen and heard in the virtual dream world, their eyes occasionally glancing at those still wearing black helmets.

In particular, after four hours of the game, only Director Wang and Zhang Hu remained wearing black helmets!
It wouldn't do for so many people to wait for the two of them, especially since it was already past dinner time, so Zhang Heping simply raised their helmets.

"That concludes today's test. You can all go back to the hotel for dinner and rest." After saying this, Zhang Heping did not leave immediately. Instead, he took out his phone and asked Wei Chunqiao to arrange for cleaning staff to come and clean the premises, and also to have the 600 bodyguards who were preparing for the test come over.

The test that these students, teachers, and parents just did can only be considered a very simple test of the number of people that the regenerative brain server can accommodate.

There is a lot of test data that these untrained people couldn't have completed.

In addition, there is another important test, which is the independent operation test of the regenerative brain server.

Simply put, it means that Zhang Heping and his children don't need to wear gold-rimmed glasses and stand by his side.

Some security issues were involved, but Zhang Heping wrapped the inside of the regenerative brain server room with sheet metal and made some restrictive designs on the brain-computer interface used by the regenerative brain server.

Therefore, although there are certain risks involved in running the test independently, Zhang Heping minimized them as much as possible.

Moreover, the independent operation of virtual reality game devices is something that will have to be implemented sooner or later, and Zhang Heping cannot possibly be by his side for every game.

Director Wang, whose test had been interrupted, approached Zhang Heping with a solemn expression and asked, "Heping, could you install a set of your virtual dream game at Shenzhen Heping Academy?"

(End of this chapter)