Interstellar Gardener Life

Chapter 392 Fire Cloud ——————————————————

For Zhou Xinguang, the weight of this training is not easy at all; but for Jiang Ling, it is really a big discount-if the requirements are really strict, Jiang Ling's comprehensive training should be based on the eighth level of physical skills and mental strength. Level [-] is the content on the combined standard of the two.The so-called comprehensive standard is of course higher than the individual standard.

Even if Dongming and Tang Ni are not familiar with the training of mental power, according to the principle of "if you can beat it, you can beat it", since Jiang Ling can fight Bernard to a tie, then Jiang Ling should follow the standard of the peak eighth level of physical skills. Training—the strength requirements need to be reduced; but at the same time, because Jiang Ling is obviously weaker than Berner in terms of strength, but can still compete with Bernard, her training in other aspects can raise the standard a level .

But there is no way, someone can't be ruthless... Of course, using someone's official reason to express it is still very humane: "This is the first day, let them get used to it first." It's just that there are still people who need to get used to it. A Zhou Xinguang?

Of course Tang Ni would not argue with Dongming on these matters, so she nodded at the time, looking serious and very much in agreement.As a result, after the four of them separated at this time, Jiang Ling kept laughing, laughing all the way to the foot of the hill.

Then Jiang Ling cleared her throat with a "cough" and looked around. She also felt that she had laughed too much, so she put on a straight face, reached into her backpack, and found a pair of protective gloves as thin as silk , put it on—these gloves are as long as the shoulders, but it is usually enough to grab the elbow joints when using them; Ming "casually" stuffed it in her bag!

So Jiang Ling frowned, laughed again, then finally restrained her smile, and started to get busy.

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A thousand small pieces of wood are not too many; each side is two centimeters long, so they are not too small; and the shape is regular, so in this flourishing and chaotic jungle, it is obvious to say the least.Therefore, whether it is Zhou Xinguang or Jiang Ling, it is not difficult to detect them with mental power. The difficulty lies in their distribution - the ground is the easiest, and it is not bad in the deep grass, but it is more troublesome under the water and on the trees. .

Because calculated by time, three hours and [-] seconds, excluding the part of the head and tail rushing, it takes an average of ten seconds to pick up one.Since they are not required to hide themselves while walking, and both of them are spiritual power users, with full concentration, the search is in time-but counting the time to go up and down the water and up the tree, the difficulty is not small!

So it is not difficult to find, but difficult to pick up.But also because of this, this training is indeed physical training—just considering that the two trainees are both good at mental power, it increases the requirements for exploring the environment, and urges them to develop a good habit of using mental power from time to time. just get used to it...

When Jiang Ling picked up the No.60 four, he was on the tree, and unfortunately witnessed a big and fat bug up close.It was still a colorful caterpillar, which disgusted Jiang Ling so much that he almost wanted to call for help. The wooden block is so small that the little "aboriginals" can move it. Isn't this easy?

But Jiang Ling finally restrained himself, jumped off the tree angrily, stuffed the small piece of wood into his backpack, and continued to move forward.She had nowhere to vent her anger, and in order to forget about this disgusting fat guy as soon as possible, she moved quickly.

One in the front left, two in the grass, one in the right, one in the front right, one in the tree branch in the front right...

The branch was a rare four-branch, and the small piece of wood happened to be caught by the fork.After all, Donnie didn't have time to deliberately release it, she just ran around and sprinkled it casually.

Efficiency comes first. If you get stuck in a small branch and can see it, you don't have to climb the tree.Jiang Ling bent down and touched at his feet, picked up a relatively round small stone, weighed it a few times, and threw it over with a flick of his wrist—the small stone flew, with a "pop"...

Hit that tree branch!
Jiang Ling was startled, and then shrank her neck—she forgot to control her strength!The speed of a small stone thrown by a person at the peak of the eighth level of physical skill is comparable to that of a bullet fired from a gun; she can fight Bernard, even if the explosive power is less, it is not far behind... Even if it is not as good as a sniper rifle and a submachine gun, You can also gesture with pistols!

So Jiang Ling screamed and picked up small pieces of wood, gave the tree a lot of compensation indiscriminately, and searched forward as if fleeing.

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Zhou Xinguang was in a much more embarrassing situation.And even though Dongming lent him a backpack, he didn't expect to put gloves in it... As a result, grass, thorns and bushes grew, and Zhou Xinguang's hands soon had tiny scratches.

But Zhou Xinguang is also used to it.After leaving Earth, I got used to it in Huang Xianya's training ground.The left and right wounds were healed after applying ointment and sleeping overnight. Although he felt the pain, he just grinned and buried his head in looking for those small pieces of wood.

He used to be in the Zhou family, and he belonged to the talent pool of people with spiritual power. He was not a central figure, and he was not in the limelight. In the environment, Zhou Xinguang has a special status after all, and he is always excluded, intentionally or unintentionally; on the other hand, with his father and Zhou Xinming protecting him, Zhou Xinguang is rarely bullied by calculations.So although he happened to encounter a lot of things during the rebellious period of his teenage years, his temperament was still as clear as ever, smart and transparent but not deep-minded; for the same reason, he got along with Feng Gang and Feng Yong. There is a faint layer between them, which cannot be called intimacy.

As for the hijacking, Huang Xianya was worried about Jiang Ling after all. Although she still took Zhou Xinguang away as planned to blackmail his father and elder brother, but because she didn't dare to form a grudge, she was very restrained towards Zhou Xinguang—except for being indifferent. , A few sarcastic remarks, no beating or scolding at all, and he did not make him hungry or thirsty for him.

However, although Qi Ya's mercenaries would not treat Zhou Xinguang harshly, they would not take care of him like a child—just treat him like an ordinary handyman.And because Zhou Xinguang is cheerful and smart, most people still like him to some extent, so they can't help teasing and teasing him in their spare time, and also teach him a little skill.Of course, it is impossible to teach the real unique skills, but where did Zhou Xinguang receive this kind of training?The most basic ones are enough for him to digest.He is indeed working hard to digest, trying his best... Being hijacked once is enough!

In addition, the work of mercenaries is risky after all. Zhou Xinguang watched several people set off with his own eyes, but never waited for them to return... Most of them did some troublesome work and went to avoid the limelight; some died.

Adding the two together, Zhou Xinguang was completely reborn in that one year.So even though Zhou Xinguang was already covered in grass clippings and dust when he picked up the hundredth one, and knew that he would definitely time out, he did not give up; on the contrary, he gritted his teeth and touched the one hundred and one...

One hundred and two, one hundred and three...

150 a...

Two hundred and one, two hundred and two... 220, two hundred... eh?

Zhou Xinguang climbed up from the mud pit, threw the 220th small piece of wood into his backpack, straightened up, and stared blankly at the western sky—in the dark night sky beyond that day, under the "pearl" of the first moon In the direction pointed by the belt, a fiery red cloud burned!

At the same time, Jiang Ling was sending a message to Dongming quickly: "Come on!"

(End of this chapter)