What are the benefits of course? It's because he should be a little stronger.
Regarding this, Tang Ling discovered this when he was jogging a few steps before - his speed became faster, so his expression changed at that time.
However, this feeling was subtle. Under the circumstances, Tang Ling was unable to verify it, let alone know how much stronger he had become.
At this time, he just wanted to return to the Hope Barrier quickly, verify it in practice, and then use his precise instincts to get the most accurate answer.
Thinking about it, Tang Ling still felt a little excited. Apparently Wolf's powerful performance once again stimulated his yearning for power.
As for Tang Ling himself, he was not afraid that others would be too powerful than him, but that his pursuit of power would easily come to an end.
Just like pre-civilized humans, the boxing champion they recognized, 'Sentai', was at his peak, and his punching power of 800 kilograms was already close to the limit of human beings at that time.
It was quite boring for Tang Ling to think about it this way, although pre-civilized humans valued the power of external objects brought by technology more than their own development.
The vaguely sweet scent was still floating in the air, and after Wolff shouted, he only paused for less than three minutes and then suddenly left the battlefield.
Tang Ling, who had quietly climbed to the top of the slope, naturally saw the departing 'shooting star', but he did not think that Wolf's call was not responded to. After all, the strong have their dignity. If he did not get a certain tacit answer, How could he just leave silently
The answer was directly revealed after Tang Ling climbed over the top of the slope. The beasts, zombies and mutated insects that were frantically besieging the universal energy stone actually showed a lazy and sleepy look. appearance, and then they all dispersed in different directions.
This shocked Tang Ling. What kind of method was this? The 'enemy' can actually control this battlefield. If Hope Barrier masters such a method, what does it mean
On the battlefield, the twenty Ziyue warriors responsible for protecting the universal energy stone also stopped and stood around the universal energy stone with weapons on their backs.
They did not hunt down the "enemies" who left. It seems that this so-called sleepiness also made these "enemies" instinctively feel the danger, so they left. If they took the opportunity to kill at this time, it would really trigger a war. .
Faced with such a result, the Barrier of Hope once again erupted into cheers, and Wolf's majesty as the city lord undoubtedly deepened in people's hearts.
But Tang Ling was thinking, could this situation be related to the sweet smell in the air
This should be the only explanation. To be able to stop such a war instantly, it must rely on control methods.
If it is really what I inferred, then how terrifying are the enemies facing Safe Zone 17? How precarious is this situation
Moreover, it seemed that he was also involved. Tang Ling carefully analyzed various clues. Although he could not get the truth yet, there was a vague connection between the 'black hands' targeting him and the opponents in Safe Zone 17. This was still possible. definitely.
The sense of crisis, the huge sense of crisis was deeply implanted in Tang Ling's heart. He must strive to improve himself quickly in the limited time.
At this time, many of the searchlights in the warehouse area were extinguished. The war was over, and the mission in the warehouse area must have failed. The searchlights left there would have no effect.
The surroundings became dark again, and Tang Ling stood up under the cover of the night. He couldn't wait to give it a try and see how much he had grown this time.
This steep short slope is undoubtedly the best testing ground.
It is close to the crack. If you sprint down at the extreme speed, you must use extremely strong control to stabilize your body so as not to fall into the crack. This method not only tests the speed, but also obviously affects the nerve response ability. A huge test.
Tang Ling had great confidence in his neural reaction speed. His only trouble all along was that he had never been able to accurately measure it.
"That's it. Although it's not as accurate as the instrument's measurement of nerve response speed, we can still get a rough idea." Tang Ling thought, and then took a deep breath.
Facing the whistling evening wind, he sprinted down the steep hillside at his maximum speed.
At the extreme speed, the vertical height of the hillside is about fifty meters, and the distance between the slopes is probably not more than 70 meters according to the simplest Pythagorean theorem. Not to mention that the hillside is so steep that it is almost Close to vertical.
Tang Ling sprinted to the bottom of the slope in less than 3 seconds.
The precise instinct has informed Tang Ling of the most accurate data. It took him 2.2 seconds to cover the distance of 62 meters, so now his 100-meter speed reached an astonishing 3.55 seconds.
In the first measurement, Tang Ling's running distance per second was 18.18 meters.
A piece of ferocious beast meat, coupled with the training life and growth in the First Preparatory Camp, increased Tang Ling's running distance by nearly one-third, to about 24 meters per second.
Now, through less rigorous calculations, the distance traveled per second has reached 28.18 meters. Even excluding the impact of acceleration when rushing down a steep slope, the difference in running distance will not exceed 1 meter.
After all, acceleration is affected by time, and it only took 2.2 seconds for me to rush down.
How big can the improvement brought by one crystal be? Or is it mixed with the fact that after a big battle, he also assisted and brought some improvement
Countless thoughts flashed through Tang Ling's mind in an instant. At such an extreme speed, he had to control his body as quickly as possible and stop.
Out of confidence in himself, Tang Ling chose the spot on the steep slope closest to the crack as if he was seeking death. The bottom of the slope was only a little over 1 meter away from the crack.
'Brush', when he was less than 60 centimeters away from the crack, Tang Ling stopped perfectly. Because he stopped too fast, the sound of breaking wind sounded beside him.
This result made Tang Ling extremely satisfied. If he had been at his previous level, he would probably have to reach the edge of the crack to barely stabilize his body.
However, before Tang Ling had time to be happy, at this moment, the crack that made people feel extremely uncomfortable suddenly gave out a small vibration.
Tang Ling's body that had just stopped shook a few times unconsciously, and he staggered two steps toward the crack before barely steadying his body.
At this time, Ziyue seemed to become more hazy.
Tang Ling was half-kneeling, supporting his body with one hand and preparing to stand up.
The wind became gentler and blew gently across the entire crack.
Suddenly, the crack shook slightly again, and a huge face stretched out from the crack, meeting Tang Ling's eyes as he subconsciously raised his head to see what was going on.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
As long as Tang Ling was awake, his brain, which was always filled with all kinds of thoughts and data calculations, actually went blank for a brief period.
"What?" This was the only thought in Tang Ling's mind. This face in front of him! This face in front of him! ! Is it a human? Is it a corpse
neither! It doesn't have the unique gray eyes of the Corpse Man, and apart from the eyes and decay, the Corpse Man still looks human.
The face in front of me can only be said to resemble a human being, but it is not human at all.
Tang Ling just rolled his eyes, and the face facing him also rolled his eyes.
The next moment, Tang Ling no longer looked at the face carefully, but just made do with the half-kneeling position and dived towards the face.
His head hit the front teeth of this giant face, but at the same time, he never used the grenade hanging on his waist. He also took the remaining grenade in his hand and bit off the tab. , stuffed into the open mouth of the giant face.
"Damn it, I told you to be scary." Tang Ling rolled over and rolled to the side. His posture changed rapidly. Even though Tang Ling had such excellent control over his body, he could only barely control the direction.
He almost fell into the crack, but managed to steady himself.
At this moment, the giant face shook violently, and flesh and blood mixed with fangs erupted from its mouth.
The flesh and blood were a strange orange-red color, flying everywhere, and made a "zizz" sound as soon as they hit the ground, like sparks falling on the ground.
A few drops of it inevitably splashed onto Tang Ling's body, instantly burning several small holes in Tang Ling's regular combat uniform.
It was also at this time that the giant face turned to look at Tang Ling again, with huge anger in his eyes.
"Not dead?" Tang Ling couldn't believe it. He got up and ran in the other direction almost without thinking.
The crack kept vibrating slightly behind Tang Ling. Tang Ling didn't even look back. He knew with his buttocks that the giant-faced monster must have crawled out.
"Tang Ling, Tang Ling" At this moment, Tang Ling heard someone calling his name from behind.
Damn, I’m so famous? Whoever crawls out of the cracks knows me
Tang Ling's scalp was pounding. He actually didn't want to be so unfriendly and rewarded the giant-faced monster with a grenade as soon as they met.
Isn’t it time to say hello anyway
But Tang Ling couldn't explain why. When he saw that giant face, he felt an instinctive disgust and hostility in his bones.
"Tang Ling, Tang." The voice behind him was still calling Tang Ling's name, already sounding a little tired and weak.
But why does it sound familiar
In more than three seconds, Tang Ling had already run some distance away, and the sounds behind him had obviously become quieter. However, this feeling of familiarity made Tang Ling confused, and he couldn't help but look back.
"What the hell!" Tang Ling couldn't help shouting just by looking at him. Through the moonlight, he could see that most of the giant-faced monster's body had crawled out of the crack, but it was probably too seriously injured and he couldn't hold on.
So it hung strangely on the edge of the crack, its hot blood flowing everywhere, and a huge mist evaporating around its body.
In the hazy mist, Tang Ling vaguely saw something struggling on the monster's huge back.
If you guessed correctly, the sound came from something the monster was carrying.
"The monster's cub?" Tang Ling swallowed his saliva and made such a guess in his mind, but at the same time he stopped.
Do you want to risk catching this suspected monster kid back to the Barrier of Hope? Maybe it has huge research value.
When the action-oriented Tang Ling thought this, he actually walked towards the monster carefully.
He was sure that he didn't know any monster with a cub. It was probably the cub's special ability. After all, in this era, there were all kinds of special abilities.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker, with a strong smell of sulfur and extremely high temperatures.
Tang Ling endured the pungent smell and uncomfortable temperature and got close to the giant-faced monster's body again.
Here, the fog became even thicker, and Tang Ling could barely see his fingers. Tang Ling's eyesight was extremely good, and he could only vaguely see the vague position of the kid on the back of the monster's shriveled body.
With a wave of his hand, Tang Ling caught Wolf Bite in his hand. After thinking about it, he changed it to Zhihu.
Maybe the living monster cub is more valuable, and he doesn't feel that he is reckless. After all, how strong can a monster that can be easily killed by a grenade be? What about its cub
Thinking of this, Tang Ling confirmed his position again, howled and rushed over, grabbed the still struggling shadow and beat him hard.
"Ah, shit"
"Can you still learn to curse like humans?" Tang Ling's fists fell like raindrops.
"I X, Tang Ling, you"
"Did you call me grandpa? Monster cub?" Tang Ling was vicious and showed no mercy. He just felt that this monster cub was too tough. How could he still be alive and kicking after being punched so many times
But Tang Ling is not worried. There is such a heavy fog and such a big movement here. I hope the barrier will send someone to investigate soon. Before that, Tang Ling will get the first credit, right? Catch a monster whelp with the 'parrot' power.
"I am a flying dragon." In the gap between Tang Ling's fists falling, the monster kid finally seized the moment and roared quickly.
"Hey, who is the flying dragon? The flying pig is useless." Tang Ling punched him again and suddenly froze.
It’s over, I was having so much fun playing that I didn’t realize the name Feilong for a while.
In fact, Tang Ling can't be blamed for this. He only came into contact with the flying dragon twice, and the flying dragon disappeared without a trace.
"Untie the rope for me first, and I won't argue with you." Feilong breathed in cold air, and he had already made up his mind. Once he broke free from the restraints, he would definitely find a reason to beat Tang Ling.
We haven't seen this kid for almost a month, but why has his fist become so hard, and it still hurts a little from the beating.
Tang Ling blinked his eyes Feilong? Captain of the Purple Moon Warriors? Is he on the back of a monster? I wonder if pretending to have amnesia is feasible now
Or should he pretend that he is not Tang Ling at all, but is actually Tang Ling pretending to be Yu? Well, Yu's family used high technology to do it, such as pre-civilization plastic surgery, because they felt that Tang Ling's appearance was the most standard appearance for human beings.
"Tang Ling, if you don't hurry up, we will all die when this guy's true form comes out." Feilong became a little anxious and roared loudly and seriously.
With a 'pop' sound, a bright light flashed across Feilong's face. Tang Ling extinguished the small flashlight after confirming that it was really Feilong.
Without hesitation, he quickly began to untie the dragon from the rope tied to the monster.
(End of chapter)