A dead whirlpool.
Because I can't describe what is in front of me? Therefore, Tang Ling racked his brains to come up with a word.
When we came under the giant black lock and cleared the fog, we saw something like this.
It was supposed to be like a whirlpool in the water, or even like a rotating galaxy, full of vitality and power.
But it just stayed still, as if it had been stiff for millions of years.
Apart from the dead whirlpool, Tang Ling really couldn't think of any other suitable description.
"Does it have any important connection with me? Is it the truth I'm looking for?" Tang Ling looked at the strange thing in front of him quietly, thinking instinctively.
Then, he looked up again and saw the huge black lock hanging at the top of it.
Tang Ling felt that if this black lock was broken, maybe the vortex in front of him could come back to life.
However, there is no way.
This black lock looks so hard and unshakable.
To break it, you even need to break all the black chains you saw before.
Tang Ling didn't know why he had such an idea, but it was more like instinct.
"Okay, I will break it in the future." Tang Ling said to himself. Instead of trying to do the impossible, such as touching the black lock now, he chose to move on.
This vortex may be the truth you want to pursue, but it is not the whole story.
Only by moving forward can everything be revealed.
Then, in the quiet mist, Tang Ling continued to walk alone.
Then, he saw the second black lock. Under that black lock, there was still the same dead vortex as before.
Move forward again.
The third black lock appears.
Under the black locks is still the same vortex, nothing has changed.
After arriving here, Tang Ling felt tired.
In fact, every step forward in the fog feels like running on precise instincts, which consumes mental energy.
If the desire in his heart wasn't so strong, Tang Ling felt that he couldn't even see the second black lock.
However, the fog still has no end, and the black chain has no end in sight.
Then give up? Tang Ling had no answer. He was floating on the spot. He had reached his limit and no longer had the strength to take a step forward.
**
Feilong frowned.
Yang Kong was a little confused, but his overall expression was quite calm.
Auston yawned boredly.
Yu is already wandering around the world, wondering what he is thinking about? Anyway, judging from his appearance, he no longer paid attention to Tang Ling's results.
The other candidates were just waiting because of the rules. Only the little Andy looked at Tang Ling, who still had his eyes closed in the calculator from time to time. His expression occasionally showed a hint of concern, and occasionally showed sympathy or expectation.
"Flying Dragon Chief" Auston shouted carelessly.
Yang Kong turned to look at Auston and said coldly: "Don't be unruly, call the leader."
"Okay, Chief Feilong. Otherwise, let's wake this kid up. It's been half an hour. What else can change?" Auston muttered.
"This is against the rules." Feilong rejected Alston without any tact.
He was not in a good mood. He had never expected that Tang Ling's test results would be like this.
A 'visualization picture' appears in three seconds.
'Enter concentration' in one second.
However, it took five minutes for the first light to come on.
The second light took eight minutes.
The third light took thirteen minutes.
Then, just like now, continue to meditate. Maybe twenty minutes later, the fourth light will light up
Even Feilong himself found this idea funny.
It's impossible. No one can stay in concentration for more than forty minutes at a time. Even people who have become Ziyue warriors can't bear it.
The main reason is that the brain cannot bear this kind of extremely concentrated visualization.
Furthermore, according to the law, the more outstanding the talent, the more obvious it will be, and it does not need to take so long at all.
Tang Ling's situation is too weird.
According to the general explanation, this kind of situation where the talent is qualified but takes a long time is a sign of poor mental strength, so the induction of oneself is poor.
Otherwise, the talent is extremely poor, and the form of expression is hazy and vague. Then, no matter how strong the mental power is, it will take a lot of time to explore.
In short, it seems that no explanation can explain Tang Ling now, although Feilong is leaning toward the second one.
But, is Samsung's talent bad
Definitely not outstanding. He is at the bottom of the First Preparatory Battalion. But looking at the entire No. 17 Safety Zone, those who can enter the First Preparatory Battalion are the proud ones.
Contradictory, extremely contradictory.
Moreover, what the hell is Tang Ling's mental power? If we interpret it according to the first method, what does his three seconds of surprise before mean? illusion? !
"There is a situation like this." Yang Kong was not idle at this time, but looked up a lot of information.
After coming up with a roughly reasonable explanation, he called Feilong and explained to Feilong in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.
"How is it?" In fact, appreciation of a person is sometimes not based on ability, or a certain shining point, or a certain temperament.
Even though Feilong was a little disappointed, it had nothing to do with his appreciation for Tang Ling. He just hoped that Tang Ling's performance would be as strong as in the first assessment.
Therefore, he asked a little eagerly.
"You know, the so-called gene chain talent refers to the limit of a person's potential. It's just that these limits need to be broken one by one, and every time a limit is reached, a node is reached," Yang Kong said unhurriedly.
Feilong interrupted a little impatiently: "Tell me the important point."
As the leader of the Purple Moon Warriors, how could he still not understand these basic knowledge
Yang Kong glanced at Fei Long: "Can't you just talk to me and be patient?"
Feilong was speechless.
Seeing that Feilong was defeated, Yang Kong continued: "What I mean is that the three-star talent is naturally real. But the growth rate is poor, so the characteristics of each level of talent are vague, and this kind of behavior will occur. ”
"This is the most reasonable explanation." After saying that, Yang Kong pushed up his glasses again.
He is a serious and rational seeker of knowledge and researcher, and he needs a logical and verifiable answer.
Therefore, after reading a large amount of precious information and obtaining no less than five examples, he made his judgment on Feilong.
Even so, the slight confusion on Yang Kong's face did not disappear.
On the transparent door, the light belonging to Tang Ling was still on.
Silvery white, extremely dazzling silvery white, but there are no other colors mixed in, not even the expected mental talent.
If anything, that's the only thing special.
It's this silvery white color that is very dazzling, pure and pure.
It seems that it has gone beyond the scope of silvery white, like shining platinum.
so what? According to the rules of reasonable categories, as long as the color does not change, it means nothing.
Silver white is silver white, the most common form of talent expression.
Silvery white, dark iron black, and red gold repeated the gene chain chromatography in the air in my mind.
incompatible! Still in the lowest category of silver.
Yang Kong shook his head and told himself not to think too much, even though there was still a trace of doubt buried in his heart.
(End of chapter)