Chương 275: Chapter 275: A Week Has Passed, Where Are the People?

Standing in front of the dormitory window, Gentiane felt the chill outside, along with the faint sunlight. She shuddered and tightened her clean Griffin coat.

Although the heating system in this dormitory building was functioning normally, and the temperature was just right, Gentiane still felt like she was in the incredibly cold Stalingrad.

Speaking of which, the city where Renault's factory was located was not too far from the city in that virtual reality, just a few hundred kilometers away on the northeast bank of the Volga River. If you flew by helicopter, it would only take a few hours.

In just one morning, Gentiane tried dozens of different ways to die in that training device, either torn throat by a fierce dog or shot through the head by a sniper, or died in a fire...

In short, she tried every possible way to die in the virtual reality.

Thanks to the training device, Gentiane just wanted to find a warm place to sleep now. After coming out of that training device, although her body was not tired, she felt mentally exhausted.

That guy Renault was lucky, after adjusting the training device, he just threw it aside and went about his business.

Gentiane rubbed her forehead regretfully, regretting her impulsive actions.

Shortly after Renault left, she was curious to see the tactical dolls entering the training device one by one, so she went to the control panel to take a look.

Unexpectedly, she saw a helmet-like gadget connected to the data cables, and after flipping through the training device manual placed next to the control panel, she understood that this thing was an access device for technicians.

Although the realism was definitely not as good as what the tactical dolls experienced, it was enough for her to enter and try her hand at training in the virtual reality.

With confidence stemming from her outstanding performance in Griffin's training period and graduating from an excellent university, Gentiane was full of confidence at that time. After all, even if she couldn't handle it, she wouldn't scream like MDR as soon as she entered, right?

Unfortunately, reality always hits hard.

What looked unremarkable on the monitor in the virtual reality was only truly terrifying when experienced firsthand by Gentiane. Just lying on a cold corpse was enough to send shivers down her spine.

So although Gentiane desperately suppressed the urge to scream, she was still discovered because she didn't play dead properly and was immediately caught.

For the rest of the morning, she tried dozens of times, finally managing to kill the sniper, but the subsequent battles... let's not talk about it. With unexpected events happening repeatedly, either the guide, Reznov, got injured, or the main force, Dmitri, got shot.

Moreover, the ways and routes the enemies attacked each time were unpredictable. Sometimes they would charge up with MP40s, and next time they would throw grenades timed perfectly under your feet.

Shaking her head a few times, trying to shake off those bad memories and feelings from her mind, when she looked up, a cup of hot chocolate was already placed in front of her.

It was G36 who was holding a tray, besides the hot chocolate she just handed to her, there was also a thermos cup containing some hot drink.

"Commander Gentiane, if you're not feeling well, go back and rest, or go to the cafeteria to warm up. I'm going to call the commander now, dinner is almost ready."

"Okay, thank you."

Go to call Renault? Where did that guy go? Wasn't he in this dormitory building?

Before Gentiane could ask, the two saw Renault coming back from outside with his little notebook in hand.

"What's wrong? Your face looks so bad. Did you try that helmet yourself?" Looking at Gentiane's pale face and the hot chocolate in her hand, Renault raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Uh... Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Of course, that training device wasn't originally designed for humans. MDR and the others came out without any problems because I set up protection measures to ensure that their neural clouds wouldn't be too affected, but humans..."

No one had tried it before, and maybe Gentiane was the first human to try IOP's equipment modified by Renault.

But just by looking at her face, it was clear that Gentiane had entered more than once...

"This..."

Gentiane's eye twitched, and she couldn't help but worry about her brain. Would she become an idiot in the future?

"But judging by your current state, the thing is still running normally. But remember to go in less often in the future, it's better to take a break for at least fifteen minutes after each time you come out."

Hearing Renault's added words, Gentiane finally relaxed. Can you tell me earlier if everything is okay?

"Let's go eat first, and we'll talk after eating." Renault waved to Gentiane, "Stop playing! Dinner's ready!" Then he shouted towards the direction of the training room before turning and walking towards the cafeteria.

As Renault's voice echoed, footsteps gradually came from the direction of the training room.

A group of tactical dolls rushed past Gentiane and Renault, obviously planning to go to the kitchen to grab the limited G36 meals.

Although they could still ask G36 and G3 for help making food if they weren't full, no one spoke up first, and besides, it was more delicious to fight for food!

Apart from the problem with the training device, Gentiane didn't ask anything else.

Life in the factory suddenly became calm, and a week's time passed in the blink of an eye for these tactical dolls and Gentiane, who were immersed in training every day.

As for Renault, he didn't pay attention to this amount of time at all. It wasn't until Gentiane came down to the underground construction site to find him that he remembered the specific time.

"Really? Hasn't Hellen contacted you?" Hearing Gentiane ask when she could withdraw from his base, Renault was also somewhat surprised. He thought Gentiane would be able to contact Hellen.

But now it seems... maybe not...

"Why don't you go to the workshop and try to contact her with that Griffin communicator? I'll finish welding these boards and come over to help you ask. Go find M1911, she knows how to use the Griffin communicator, or M1 Garand is fine too."

Gentiane nodded worriedly, frowning, obviously not in a good mood.