After seeing the 'garbage' in the mysterious store.
The word "reward" really stimulated Tang Ling. He couldn't help but long for it, and he couldn't hide the heat in his eyes.
"Let me think about it, what kind of garbage should I give you? Recently, I have made excuses to clean up a lot of garbage." Kun gently knocked on the table, and at some point, there was a cup in his hand that was so white that it was almost transparent. You can vaguely see the green liquid in the cup, which is exuding a fresh and incomparable aroma.
He took a sip of the liquid, while Tang Ling was breathing rapidly. He didn't mind what Kun said at all. It was best to just give him the two pieces of garbage.
"Don't dream. Even if I take up some space with the garbage just now, it won't be your reward." Kun put down the cup in his hand and said calmly, as if he had already understood Tang Ling's thoughts.
Tang Ling was speechless.
After living for fifteen years, it was the first time that he saw that a man's words could be so 'sharp', and he mocked himself without any trace, and it was so natural.
However, it didn't feel weird when it happened to Kun.
In fact, in Tang Ling's mind, Kun was clearly a man, but his gender gave people a feeling that the boundaries were blurred.
Tang Ling just prayed that Kun wouldn't understand his thoughts at this time.
"Then let's take this." Fortunately, Kun didn't care about Tang Ling at all. Instead, he made a decision after hesitating for a while.
But at the same time, he didn't open any drawer of the wooden cabinet behind him. He just took out something from under the counter in front of him with a disgusted expression and threw it to Tang Ling.
The strength was controlled just right, and Tang Ling easily caught it in his hand.
The thing is not big, only about the size of a palm, but it weighs nearly three kilograms.
The precision instinct came into play at this time, and out of curiosity, Tang Ling also saw clearly what was in his hand.
Dark red, with a metallic luster, covered with gray tendons, but without any fat - this is a piece of meat!
Just by looking at it, you can guess that the meat is very difficult to eat.
"Level 3 ferocious beast meat." Kun held the cup with both hands and took another sip of the green liquid in the cup.
Tang Ling immediately tightened his grip on the meat!
Very good, already very good.
Even though he still doesn't know how to classify the ferocious beasts, he knows from Su Yao's words that the ferocious beast bones used to make soup for him are only the lowest ferocious beast bones - first-level ferocious beast bones.
Is level three very strong? It's still three kilograms.
Tang Ling is not greedy, he cherishes and is grateful for every point he gets.
But as if he meant it, Kun suddenly murmured: "I'm so sorry, little darling, for giving you its snacks."
"Little boy?" Tang Ling frowned.
"Oh, that's it." Kun took out a turtle that was only half the size of a palm from under the counter.
Tang Ling was silent, his breath stuck in his throat.
The reward has been obtained, it is better to say goodbye and leave as soon as possible.
I hope that next time I show up here, I can have Dream Coins.
But Kun put away his little turtle, pointed to his chest intentionally or unintentionally, and said lightly: "You don't really need to care about the rewards now. It's very interesting, really interesting."
After saying that, Kun looked at Tang Ling, the look on his calm face was unpredictable.
Tang Ling felt that all the blood in his body was rushing upwards. He understood! he knows! Kun was talking about the thing that existed in his heart, the secret that Su Yao refused to tell Tang Ling now.
"Every gain must come with a loss. It's woken up. It's destined to be very hard for you in the future." Kun commented like this, and suddenly took out a silver object the size of a fingertip, and threw it towards Tang Ling without waiting for a reaction. Tang Ling.
The fingertip-sized object landed on Tang Ling's left arm and disappeared in just a second.
The next moment, Tang Ling's left arm felt a slight tingling sensation, followed by a hint of coldness, as if something cold had penetrated into his skin.
This made Tang Ling feel extremely uneasy. Almost subconsciously, Tang Ling lifted up his sleeve and found a silver tattoo on his left arm.
"This is the unique mark of dream seeds. No one can see it. Only dream seeds can see each other."
"As for its function, you will understand it when it is used."
Tang Ling nodded, but his eyes still fell on the silver tattoo.
In fact, the tattoo style is very simple, consisting of two square patterns.
This reminded Tang Ling of the plaque hanging on the door before entering the mysterious store. When he saw such a square pattern again, Tang Ling felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, and felt a twinge of pain in his head.
This kind of tingling was not unfamiliar. It was related to his blank memory. If he was stimulated by something and seemed to remember something, his brain would feel this light or heavy feeling.
This is not the first time this has happened.
But Tang Ling's reaction made Kun inexplicably concerned. He put away his laziness and began to explore Tang Ling.
"Did the memory area of the brain use a special method to use the brain's own protective mechanism to cause selective amnesia?"
"Haha, interesting."
Tang Ling raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion: "What did you say?"
"No. I'll give you some small gifts." Kun's tone was casual, but his eyes showed a rare hint of seriousness.
Then, he took out something unknown and pressed it casually, and a thin blue current hit Tang Ling.
Tang Ling let out a cry of pain and subconsciously hugged his head, but felt the electric current pass by. It was as if something in his brain had broken into pieces, and then some information poured out, causing the pain to reach extreme levels in an instant.
"Ha, the attack was decisive and the method was clever. Forget it, it's none of my business, just do some small damage." Kun ignored Tang Ling's state and just muttered to himself and put away the things in his hands, but The coldness in his expression made people feel chilly.
Tang Ling didn't notice this, and it took almost ten minutes for his brain to feel like it was about to burst before he gradually regained his composure.
When he stood up again, his clothes were almost soaked with sweat.
"Look at your arms again." Kun regained his laziness and said calmly.
Tang Ling looked at it subconsciously and read out the square pattern on the tattoo - Kunya!
Then, he knew very clearly that this was not a square pattern at all, but text, a type of text with a long history and great beauty - Chinese script.
He knows these words.
In addition, he also knows several other scripts, but Chinese is the first script he learned and recognized as his mother tongue.
This inexplicable memory made Tang Ling feel a chill and fear from the bottom of his heart.
From the fear of the unknown.
But Kun didn't seem to intend to explain, and just said: "What is more terrifying than having no power is ignorance of knowledge."
"Learn to read and absorb knowledge."
"Even if you are a dream seed and know nothing about it, you won't be able to grow at all."
(End of chapter)