bloodbath song

Chapter 172 He Doesn't Belong Here
Whenever the breath from the abdominal cyclone pours into Ling Tao's limbs, he can feel an indescribable sense of comfort, as if every cell in his body is cheering, just like returning to his mother's embrace. It feels the same, and it makes people nostalgic and reluctant to leave this feeling.

Ling Tao is not a scientist. He doesn't understand how this feeling came about, nor what kind of state this feeling is, but he knows that after this feeling passes, he will get unexpected benefits.

He thought the white beads were an advanced version of the original liquid, and the mysterious aura contained in it was more than ten times stronger than the original liquid, but the cyclone in his abdomen seemed to be unfazed by this mysterious aura, and fully supplied it to him.

It didn't take long for the mysterious breath to blend into the limbs and bones, just over a minute. After it was over, Ling Tao was still reminiscing about that feeling, wanting to last forever.

"It's a pity that this kind of mysterious atmosphere is still too little. It would be great if it could continue like this. But people can't be too greedy. Being able to get so many benefits by killing the black eagle by chance is already considered a good luck." On the bed, Ling Tao sighed in his heart after recollecting the feeling before.

Thinking of the huge black eagle, Ling Tao felt that even if he faced the black eagle head-on in his current state, without powerful firearms in his hands, it would still be a dead end. At this stage, the existence that manpower can contend with can only be outsmarted, and cannot be fought with strength.

"If the white bead is really an advanced version of the original liquid, according to the division of the original liquid, this white bead should increase people's reaction ability," Ling Tao said to himself in a heartbeat.

Then, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the military thorn from his boots, stabbing out like lightning in the dark, without seeing light or hearing sound, but Ling Tao could feel that he was shooting very fast, which was faster than when he was training before today. It’s much faster, it’s a kind of carefree feeling, just like typing on the keyboard, someone’s hands are clumsy, always slow, and he is like the kind of fast typing person, carefree and dripping, without the slightest feeling of clumsiness , is entirely instinctive.

"Actually, whether it's strength, or 'physique', or speed and reaction ability, each increase a bit, converted into combat power, is a great improvement. Simply increasing each of them can extend the development of each of them. There are many ways of fighting, such as simply increasing strength, using strength to use heavy weapons, or firearms that were once unusable by individual soldiers, or close combat, no matter which one is extremely strong, in terms of physique, because Good stamina, fast recovery, suitable for long-distance raids and long-term battles, and can operate mechanical things for a long time, such as chariots, etc. The distance between enemies, long-range attacks, and safety are effective. Whether it is using bows and arrows or firearms, it is a very strong fighting method, not to mention the ability to respond, whether it is operating various machinery or firearms, or close-up Fighting, moving around between square inches, dancing on the tip of a knife, performing gorgeous fighting methods, every improvement method, as long as you use your brain, you can extend countless fighting methods, and what am I? Comprehensive improvement, although It is balanced, but every direction is not good, what kind of fighting style should I choose? Human energy is limited, I can't try every kind, once I want to develop in an all-round way, I will only end up mediocre in all aspects situation...".

Because of the increase in physical fitness, Ling Tao thought a lot about his future fighting style, which is very important. It must not be sloppy, it is related to his own survival, and he must make plans in advance.

People who have no foresight must have near-term worries. It is better to plan earlier than to be ignorant when things come to an end.

With such an idea in his heart, although he couldn't confirm it all at once, he wouldn't look so confused at this time.

The pitch-black military thorns were stabbed continuously in his hand, with one hand, or straight and backhand stabs. When his reaction ability increased, he felt that he could play with a small military thorn within an inch. Come up with many tricks.

The general's thorns were put away, and he fell into dreamland with satisfaction. In the dream, he dreamed that he took the train to S City, entered the university, lived the life of an ordinary college student, and then studied, failed courses, played games, fell in love, Then when he graduated, he realized that he had been ignorant for a few years. When he started looking for a job, a tiger suddenly appeared at the door of the company he was applying for, and then he woke up with fright...

When he woke up, he found that the sky was only dim, and he smiled wryly: "It would be great if that's the case. In an ordinary life, you don't have to be so frightened every day. You don't know whether you can live the next day or not, and you calculate and calculate." that is……".

Many things are only known to be precious after they are lost. Some people are unwilling to live an ordinary life, but when they are really living in the life of swords and swords, they know how happy the ordinary life is.

Get up, and practice routinely every morning and night. Since discovering the magical effect of abdominal cyclone, Ling Tao feels that he is improving every day. Although the improvement is not great, at least it is better than standing still.

The longer the practice of military boxing, the greater the load brought by the body to bear the military boxing, the better the effect of exercise, the faster and more stable the movement of the sword, the more tricky and faster the angle of the military stab dagger, the bow and arrow shoot Afterwards, the accuracy has been improved. In short, Ling Tao himself feels a little unbelievable now. Compared with the self who left the house, is this still himself?

No one can tell what will happen in the next moment in life, just like Ling Tao didn't know that he just went to school and would become what he is now.

On this day, he did not take the villagers of Zhoujia Village out to hunt mutant beasts as usual, but let them go out by themselves. Without his leadership, the villagers seemed to have lost their backbone. They only went out five times a day, and there were casualties after the end. It was obviously several times higher than the previous few days. This day, three people died, four were seriously injured, and more than ten were slightly injured.

Although he couldn't bear to see the villagers get hurt, Ling Tao couldn't stay here forever. He was going to leave anyway, so he could only comfort him, but he didn't do much.

Ling Tao did not absorb the life energy of the corpses of mutant beasts that the villagers brought back that day. Apart from wanting the villagers to eat the meat of the mutant beasts and gradually change their physique, Ling Tao knew that absorbing the life energy of these mutant beasts The improvement to oneself is already minimal, unless it is a powerful mutant beast like Black Eagle.

The next day was the same, Ling Tao only stayed in the school to practice his various skills, and did not take the villagers out, but with the adaptation of the first day, the casualties of the villagers decreased.

On the third day, Ling Tao asked the villagers to go out in two groups, in different directions, and then the villagers came back safely, but the results of this day were too little, less than half of the usual.

The same was true on the fourth day, but the villagers made progress.

In fact, by this time, the entire village of Zhoujia Village had been looted by the villagers, and going out was just to clear the surrounding mutant beasts and practice the experience of fighting mutant beasts.

The villagers have noticed Ling Tao's abnormal behavior in the past few days, and they vaguely guessed something, and they didn't bother Ling Tao, but every time they went out, they would take a look at Ling Tao who was practicing hard by himself glance.

The school, the highest floor of the teaching building, Zhou Taigong and a few elders who have the right to speak in the village stood here, looking at Ling Tao, who was sweating profusely and constantly wielding his sword, sighed: "This day has finally come."

"It's just a coincidence that he came to us. This place doesn't belong to him. He always wants to leave." Someone beside him said helplessly.

"Yeah, he came here by chance, allowing hundreds of desperate people in the village to survive, and they still have the courage and hope to live, but he still doesn't belong here, even the most beautiful Zhou in the village. Even Xiaohua feels that he is not good enough for him, and we have no reason to keep him," someone laughed.

"Uncle, tell me, will he come back here to see us in the future?"The gray-haired old man asked Zhou Taigong.

"Yes, he will definitely come back to see us. He is not a heartless person. Although this is only a place for him to stay for a short time, there is still a trace of his thoughts," Zhou Taigong said with great certainty.

The others didn't speak, but looked down at Ling Tao, who was profusely sweating, with deep reluctance in their eyes.

After a while, Zhou Taigong sighed and said: "It is our luck to have this encounter with him. I can foresee that this child must be a big man in the future. We can't help him, we can only help him." I silently bless him in my heart, by the way, are all the things prepared for him ready?"
"Uncle, don't worry, since I had a premonition that he was going to leave a few days ago, I have been preparing according to your instructions. I have prepared the last thing before today, and I will give it to him when he opens his mouth to leave." He," someone beside him nodded.

"Well, maybe he won't tell us when he leaves, and we'll send it to him when it gets dark," Zhou Taigong thought for a while and said.

The others were taken aback for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

"Grandfather, is Mr. Ling leaving?"At this time, someone came here and asked.

"Zhou Lin? What do you want to do?"Hearing the voice, Zhou Taigong frowned and said in displeasure, there were more than ten people who came, and the leader was Zhou Lin whose right hand was cut off by Ling Tao...

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