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Chapter 1145 Whispering

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This talent is a waste just by listening to the name. It can make the talented person slightly higher than that of ordinary people, and has no skills.

But this talent has a strong passive ability, that is, when the master has realized the second talent, he can break through level 4 without touching the rune loop, and the second talent will receive a permanent bonus of 03 times.

Just imagine, if the second talent of the whiteboard owner is the top 12 talents, then this 03-fold permanent bonus will be quite terrifying.

Unfortunately, Anonymous' second talent is training, serial number 180, and strengthening system.

This talent is also magical. As long as you keep exercising, you can continuously improve your body and energy, but the speed is very slow.

You should know that both ordinary people and awakened people have limits in their physical fitness. Once they reach the limit, they cannot make breakthroughs again unless they understand new talents, gain new energy, and have new opportunities.

But exercise ignores the ceiling of the human body. It is like a snail, with a very slow speed, but it can climb up along the wall.

In theory, if a person has longevity or continues to survive by equivalent exchange, then as long as he persists in training for hundreds or even a thousand years, he is likely to become the strongest on the surface.

This is similar to Infinite Evolution.

Afterwards, Anonymous realized the third talent: Element conversion, serial number 139, Element system.

The main mechanism of this talent is: it can convert any two elements that already exist around you, but it is only converted, but cannot be controlled.

For example, standing by the roadside, you can immediately turn the metal street light beside you into a cement statue, or you can immediately turn the cement road under your feet into metal, but that's all, you can't control these two elements transformations and combat.

For Qing Ling, this is not a problem, because she can control metal and lightning freely. If these two elements can be converted freely, her actual combat ability will greatly increase.

However, what Qing Ling likes most is training. Although there is only one month left for her training, Qing Ling likes the feeling that she can keep getting stronger as long as she keeps working hard.

Along the way, she has always believed in this truth and implemented it all the time.

Therefore, Qing Ling needs the talent of anonymous.

Anonymous followed the unified arrangement, and the two successfully completed the talent handover with the help of Zhuque.

Qing Ling, who had obtained the new talent, immediately joined the training, sometimes asked to fight with tigers, sometimes asked others to fight with others. Of course, the others had to start at least three, otherwise it would not be enough for Qing Ling to warm up.

During this period, Qing Ling also considered using the hatred seeds of one stone to make both parties take the initiative to act seriously with murderous intentions, so that the growth mechanism of infinite evolution can be triggered. If the other party is accidentally killed, Hong Xiaoxiao will be resurrected.

The theory seems to be feasible, but in practice, there are many problems. First of all, if you want to trigger the mechanism of infinite evolution, both sides must have a strong murderous intent to fight to the death.

Qingling has high mental resistance, coupled with the immune mechanism of infinite evolution, the hatred seed just had a little effect on Qingling and immediately subsided.

Moreover, Qing Ling's Infinite Evolution The energy extracted from the opponent is not copy-paste but cut-paste. Qing Ling permanently drains 7% of the energy, and the opponent will permanently reduce the energy by 7%, which is typically a harm to others and self-interest.

If you don’t talk about others, at least you can’t bear to let Qingling steal energy if you fight the tiger.

Fighting with Qing Ling is already the bottom line of Dou Hu. Qing Ling really wants to fight with him, Dou Hu will never agree and run away.

bite

The food in the microwave is hot.

Qing Ling stood up, took out the sandwich, and soon returned to Gao Yang.

Qing Ling's back was straight, his feet were close together, and he held the sandwich in both hands, eating seriously and piously.

At that moment, except for the real food in her hands and the taste buds slowly awakening on her tongue, nothing in the world is important.

Qing Ling ate almost half of it before she found that Gao Yang was quietly looking at her.

Qing Ling has always understood Gao Yang very well, but at this moment, she failed to read useful information from Gao Yang's face and eyes.

The way she found the answer was very simple and asked directly: Are you hungry too?

Gao Yang was not hungry. The reason why he saw Qing Ling eating was because Qing Ling's selfless state when eating, which made Gao Yang's heart calm. The world was big, and it seemed that it was not as big as the sandwich at this moment.

Gao Yang felt that it was too troublesome to explain these things, so he simply followed Qing Ling's words: Ah, I'm a little hungry.

Qingling looked down at the sandwich in her hand, hesitated slightly, as if she was a little reluctant. Finally, she took a small bite and made sure that she had just eaten half of it.

An obtuse triangle turns into an equilateral triangle, and Qing Ling handed the equilateral triangle to Gao Yang: Eat it.

Um.

Gao Yang was not polite, so he took the sandwich, took a big bite, and chewed it mechanically.

This time it was Qingling's turn to watch from the side, and she quickly frowned.

Qingling thought the sandwich was really pity, and she was ruined by someone who couldn't enjoy food.

But she didn't say anything, Gao Yang could eat something very well. Since Gao Yang founded Jiu Sheng, it was difficult for her to see Gao Yang have a serious meal again.

After a while, Gao Yang finished the sandwich and it was like completing a job.

Qing Ling waved her hand, and Wujin dart flew over with a box of paper. She pulled out two pieces of paper, wiped her mouth and handed the other to Gao Yang.

Gao Yang didn't answer.

Qing Ling was stunned and found Gao Yang crying.

Big tears slid silently from his cheeks, Gao Yang stared at the dim wall ahead, as if staring at nothingness.

His voice was like the sea at night, and deep sadness was hidden under the calm: The dishes made by uncle are delicious, Gao Xinxin and I love them. Last time I took you and Wang Zikai to eat, you also said they were delicious.

Yes.Qingling said.

Is the food delicious or is it because of the people who eat it together?Gao Yang asked.

All are there.Qingling said.

From now on, I will never be able to eat it again.Gao Yang said.

Qingling was silent.

Never eat it again.Gao Yang repeated it.

Qing Ling finally realized that Gao Yang had made an important decision at this moment.

It is not difficult to stick to lofty beliefs and ideals, but the difficulty is to put this persistence on a flesh and blood body.

Gao Yang has never wavered in leading mankind to chase the dawn and defeating the enemy at all costs, but what if the enemy becomes his close relative and close friend?

Gao Yang chose to escape.

Qing Ling knew this well and believed that Gao Yang would come back sooner or later, but she never thought it would be such a common moment.

Decided?Qingling asked.

Decided.Gao Yang answered.

Then say it out.Qingling said.

The dead beast is the enemy, I will kill the enemy.Gao Yang said.

not enough.Qingling said.

Wang Zikai and Gao Xinxin are enemies.Gao Yang burst into tears: I will kill the enemy.

A brief silence.

Qing Ling said lightly: You are in great pain now.

Gao Yang nodded.

Qingling wanted to help Gao Yang and relieve his pain. She tried to recall what she would do if it were her sister?

He would probably ask Gao Yang to lie down, massage him, relax, chat with him about daily topics, or sing for him.

But Qing Ling couldn't do any of these well.

Qing Ling relaxed her body, trapped in the soft sofa, gently facing Gao Yang's shoulder, and said nothing.

Gao Yang cried quietly, his tense body slowly relaxed, and he was also stuck in the sofa, saying nothing.

In the dim and quiet room, two clusters of flames were burning quietly.

The dust that had been settled for a long time seemed to fly again, turning into whispers of fate.