The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1145 Whispering

Just by the name, you can tell that this talent is useless. Apart from making the physical quality of the talent slightly higher than that of ordinary people, it has no other skills.

But this talent has a strong passive ability, that is, when the owner understands the second talent, he can break through level 4 without touching the rune circuit, and the second talent will receive a permanent bonus of 0.3 times.

Just imagine, if the second talent of the owner of [Whiteboard] is one of the top twelve talents, then this 0.3x permanent bonus will be quite terrifying.

Unfortunately, Anonymous's second talent is [Exercise], serial number 180, strengthening system.

This talent is also very magical. As long as you continue to exercise, you can continuously improve your physical fitness and energy, but the speed is very slow.

You must know that whether you are an ordinary person or an awakened person, your physical fitness has its limits. Once you reach the limit, it is impossible to break through unless you understand new talents, gain new energy, and have new opportunities.

But [exercise] ignores the ceiling of the human body. It is like a snail, very slow, but it can climb all the way up the wall.

Theoretically, if a person possesses "longevity" or relies on "equivalent exchange" to continue to live, then as long as he continues to "exercise" for hundreds of years or even a thousand years, he is likely to become the strongest on the surface.

This is similar to [Infinite Evolution].

After that, Anonymous realized the third talent: [Element Conversion], serial number 139, elemental system.

The main mechanism of this talent is: you can convert any two elements that already exist around you. It is just a conversion, not a control.

For example, standing on the side of the road, you can immediately turn the metal street lamp next to you into a cement statue, or you can immediately turn the cement road under your feet into metal, but that's it. You cannot control the transformation and fighting of these two elements.

For Qing Ling, this is not a problem, because she can already control [Metal] and [Thunder] freely. If these two elements can be converted freely, her actual combat ability will be greatly enhanced.

But what Qing Ling likes most is [exercise]. Although there is only one month left for her to train, Qing Ling likes the feeling that she can continue to get stronger as long as she keeps working hard.

Along the way, she has always believed in this truth and implemented it from beginning to end.

Therefore, Qing Ling asked for Anonymous' talent.

Anonymous obeyed the unified deployment, and the two successfully completed the talent transfer with the help of Suzaku.

After getting her new talent, Qing Ling immediately started training. Sometimes she would fight with Douhu, and sometimes she would fight with other people. Of course, there must be at least three others starting, otherwise it would not be enough for Qing Ling to warm up.

During this period, Qing Ling also considered using Yishi's [Seeds of Hatred] to make both parties act with murderous intent. This would trigger the growth mechanism of [Infinite Evolution]. If the other party was accidentally killed, Resurrect Hong Xiaoxiao.

The theory seems feasible, but in practice there are many problems. First of all, if you want to trigger the [Infinite Evolution] mechanism, both parties must fight to the death with strong killing intent.

Qing Ling's mental resistance is very high, coupled with the immunity mechanism of [Infinite Evolution], [Seeds of Hatred] has just had a little effect on Qing Ling, and immediately fades away.

Moreover, Qing Ling's [Infinite Evolution] extracts energy from the opponent not by "copying and pasting" but by "cutting and pasting". Qing Ling permanently removes 7% of the energy, and the opponent's energy will be permanently reduced by 7%. Typical Benefit yourself at the expense of others.

Not to mention others, at least Douhu was reluctant to let Qingling steal energy.

Fighting with Qing Ling was Dou Hu's bottom line. Qing Ling really wanted to risk his life with him, but Dou Hu would never agree and ran away.

"Ding--"

The food in the microwave is hot.

Qing Ling stood up, took out the sandwich, and quickly returned to Gao Yang.

Qing Ling's back was straight, her feet were together, she was holding a sandwich in both hands, and she was eating seriously and reverently.

At that moment, except for the real food in her hands and the slowly awakening taste buds on her tongue, nothing in the world mattered.

Qing Ling ate almost half of it when she realized that Gao Yang was watching her quietly.

Qing Ling has always understood Gao Yang very well, but at this moment, she failed to read any useful information from Gao Yang's face and eyes.

Her way of finding the answer was simple: "Are you hungry too?"

Gao Yang was not hungry. The reason why he watched Qing Ling eat was because Qing Ling's state of selflessness when eating could calm Gao Yang's heart. The sky and the earth seemed not as big as the sandwich at this moment.

Gao Yang felt that explaining this was too troublesome, so he simply followed Qing Ling's words and said, "Ah, I'm a little hungry."

Qing Ling looked down at the sandwich in her hand, hesitated slightly, and seemed a little reluctant to part with it. Finally, she took a small bite to make sure she had eaten half of it.

An obtuse triangle turned into an equilateral triangle. Qing Ling handed the equilateral triangle to Gao Yang: "Eat it."

"Ah."

Gao Yang was polite, took the sandwich, took a big bite, and chewed mechanically. This time it was Qing Ling's turn to watch, and she quickly frowned.

Qing Ling felt that the sandwich was so pitiful that it was ruined by someone who didn't know how to enjoy food.

But she didn't say anything. It would be great if Gao Yang could eat something. Since Gao Yang founded Jiu Si, it was hard for her to see Gao Yang eat a serious meal again.

After a while, Gao Yang finished the sandwich as if he had completed a piece of work.

Qing Ling waved her hand, and Wujin Dart flew over with a box of tissue paper. She took out two pieces of paper, one to wipe her mouth, and one to Gao Yang.

Gao Yang didn't answer.

Qing Ling was stunned and found that Gao Yang was crying.

Big tears slipped silently from his cheeks. Gao Yang stared at the dim wall in front of him, as if staring at nothingness.

His voice was like the sea at night, with deep sadness hidden beneath the calmness: "The food cooked by my uncle is delicious. Gao Xinxin and I both like to eat it. Last time I took you and Wang Zikai to eat, you also said it was delicious. .”

"Yes." Qing Ling said.

"Is it because the food is delicious, or is it because of the people who eat it together?" Gao Yang asked.

"All of them," Qing Ling said.

"In the future, I will never be able to eat it again," Gao Yang said.

Qing Ling was silent.

"I can't eat it anymore." Gao Yang repeated.

Qing Ling finally realized that Gao Yang had made an important decision at this moment.

It is not difficult to stick to lofty beliefs and ideals, but it is difficult to put this persistence into a body of flesh and blood.

Gao Yang has never wavered in leading mankind to chase the dawn and defeat the enemy at all costs, but what happens when the enemy becomes his close relative and best friend?

Gao Yang chose to escape.

Qing Ling knew this and believed that Gao Yang would come back sooner or later, but she never thought it would be such an ordinary moment.

"Decided?" Qing Ling asked.

"It's decided." Gao Yang replied.

"Then say it." Qing Ling said.

"The dead beast is the enemy, and I will kill the enemy." Gao Yang said.

"Not enough." Qing Ling said.

"Wang Zikai and Gao Xinxin are enemies." Gao Yang burst into tears: "I will kill the enemy."

There was a brief silence.

Qing Ling said calmly: "You must be in pain now."

Gao Yang nodded.

Qing Ling wanted to help Gao Yang and alleviate his pain. She tried to think back, what would she do if she were her sister?

She would probably ask Gao Yang to lie down well, massage him to relax him, chat with him about daily topics, or sing to him.

But Qing Ling can't do these things well.

Qing Ling relaxed her body and sank into the soft sofa, gently touching Gao Yang's shoulder without saying anything.

Gao Yang cried quietly, and his tense body slowly relaxed. He also sank into the sofa and said nothing.

In the dark and silent room, two clusters of flames burned quietly.

The dust that had settled for a long time seemed to be flying again, turning into the whisper of fate.

(End of this chapter)