3083: C3083 Different from the Others

C3083 Different from the Others

Heng Yanlin, who was the only one still standing, smiled helplessly when he saw the members lying on the ground. He shook his head gently and ignored them. He turned around and returned to his room.

After all, he did not know which room these people were staying in. Hence, there was no need to care about them. Also, there were people who said that they had been lying here many times and that they were used to it, so there was no need to pay attention to them at all.

After leaving the front desk, Heng Yanlin walked towards his room and prepared to have a good rest.

Because he realized that he really had to take a good rest. After all, he had business to attend to when he came to Steel Core City.

However, it was pretty good to be able to have some fun here. At the very least, it made Heng Yanlin feel a lot more relaxed.

Just at this moment, Heng Yanlin was about to go back to his room to rest. However, on the other side of the passage, a crisp knocking sound was heard. The sound was filled with a very rhythmic rhythm. It made people feel very surprised when they heard it.

Immediately, Heng Yanlin raised his eyebrows slightly. A surprised expression appeared on his handsome face. After which, he secretly pondered in his heart. "How can it still be at this time? Someone is not sleeping? Could it be that Raven is back?"

Therefore, out of curiosity in his heart, Heng Yanlin was the one who walked over. He wanted to see what was going on.

However, when Heng Yanlin walked over there, he found that it was a very strange room.

This room looked very much like it was made of metal. There were many metal pillars standing on it. There were all kinds of strange instruments on it. The control panel was continuously sweeping the room.

At the same time, in the center of the room, there was a sealed glass room. The shape looked very much like an arena. It was very unique.

A stunned expression appeared on Heng Yanlin's face when he saw this. He was surprised to see such a thing here.

However, when such an idea surfaced in Heng Yanlin's mind, a stunned expression surfaced on his handsome face. He secretly thought, "What is going on? Why would I think of seeing such a thing here? Have I seen it before?"

As Heng Yanlin thought about it, memories of this thing appeared in his mind.

This was called a mental combat simulation machine. It could capture your mind and restore the real battle scene. It could help improve one's combat level.

However, Heng Yanlin clearly remembered that he had never come into contact with such a machine before. Why did such a memory appear in his mind? And it was so familiar?

What kind of joke was this?!

Strange!

It was too strange!

What exactly was going on?

It was really too horrifying!

Heng Yanlin frowned. He always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. At this moment, he suddenly felt as if his heart was empty, as if something had been dug out. It made him feel very lost.

"Yan Lin, wake up! Yan Lin, wake up!"

At this moment, Heng Yanlin heard a voice that seemed to be coming from afar. It was very faint. Heng Yanlin suddenly opened his eyes wide and scanned all directions. At the same time, he shouted angrily, "Yan Lin, wake up! Yan Lin, wake up! "Who is it?!"

However, when the voice came out of Heng Yanlin's mouth, the surroundings were very quiet. There was no sound calling him. This made Heng Yanlin's handsome face look full of disbelief. At the same time, bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down. It looked very scary.

Yes, it was indeed like this. Heng Yanlin had never thought that he would be in such a predicament like an illusion. This made Heng Yanlin frown. He felt very irritated.

However, although he was feeling irritated, he didn't know why. He didn't know what was going on or why he heard such a voice. It was as if someone was calling him to wake him up.

"Hmm? Why do I have such thoughts? Wake up? What do you mean wake up? Didn't I always wake up?

Heng Yanlin shook his head and let out a bitter smile. However, when such a thought appeared in his mind, he did not know why. He always had a very strange feeling, as if it wasn't real. Everything that had happened around him seemed very unreal. It was as if he had entered an illusion.

When such thoughts appeared in Heng Yanlin's mind, for some reason, Heng Yanlin's thoughts became more and more intense. He really wanted to think that everything in front of him was an illusion. It was as if there were some shackles in his body that made him feel like he was about to break through.

However, just as this thought became more and more intense, a deep voice suddenly sounded in Heng Yanlin's ears. It made Heng Yanlin shudder and pulled him back to reality.1

"Hey!"

Hearing this voice, Heng Yanlin suddenly woke up. He turned around and looked at the person who called out to him. It was Old Mao.

Yes, it was Old Mao who had been training in the battle simulator.

When Old Mao saw Heng Yanlin appear here, a surprised expression surfaced on his face. He immediately asked, "Mister Lin, aren't you going to rest for a while?"

When he heard Old Mao's question, Heng Yanlin smiled. He reacted and expelled all of his thoughts. After which, he opened his mouth and said, "It doesn't matter. There are only a few of them. Their alcohol tolerance is still insufficient to knock me down."

"Mr. Lin is Mr. Lin. He is indeed different!"

Old Mao merely smiled when he heard this. Immediately, he saw that Heng Yanlin was looking at the battle simulator. Hence, he asked, "Mister Lin, have you played with this thing?"

"I have played with it a few times."

Heng Yanlin blurted out. However, he was stunned in the next second.

He had wanted to say that he had never played before. But why did he say that?

He had played before? And how many times did he play? When did this happen? Why didn't he remember?

Why was it so strange?

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