Xue Yunfeng made a very stylish descent this time.
Of course, he only managed to stay stylish halfway down.
There weren't that many mages below, but there were enough if they all fired at him alone.
And although their skills were the sort Perfect Baldhead would look down on, they were still competent.
At the very least, their aim was fine.
Yet Xue Yunfeng still felt a little relieved... their skills were adequate, but their equipment couldn't keep up.
He certainly wouldn't last if this went on too long, but if he only wanted to stir up trouble, he had plenty of leeway.
Xue Yunfeng tried hard to dodge... unfortunately, it was still futile.
But compared with that heavy feeling in the past, when he could barely command his own arms and legs, Xue Yunfeng could still sense the difference... at least he could shift slightly, keeping their spells from targeting his vital spots.
He was actually fine in real life.
He could still move quite nimbly.
It was just that some accidents had caused a problem with his mental power... as though a lot of tiny burrs had grown along the edges of his soul.
It didn't affect his normal life. He simply could no longer do certain kinds of work involving virtual worlds.
And in an interstellar society, what commander couldn't even access the online world?
If he had merely committed an offense, he would, at most, have been demoted.
The military wasn't stupid. How could they so easily give up on a promising talent they had spent so much to train?
But... it was also thanks to that injury that he had been able to retire with his original rank.
Heh~ everything seemed destined.
As it happened, he had committed that offense after being injured... so they