As a matter of fact, what was there to be shocked about? The difference was huge.
One of them was a perfect nine-star talent while the other was just a pitiful three-star talent.
However, the dazzling silver-white glow was exactly the same.
Whether it was Flying Dragon or Yang Kong, both of them doubted the dazzling silver, but their doubts were soon dispelled.
Fei Long did not think much of it. He just thought that a little brighter and a little darker did not mean anything. Only rank one talent was real.
As a pseudo-scientist, Yang Kong's knowledge must be higher than Fei Long's. He had thought about it before, but in the end, he felt that it was too unreliable. If it was really as he thought, even a grade F Genetic Chain Measuring Machine would not only measure three stars, would it?
Therefore, in the self-righteous guesses and misunderstandings caused by a freak combination of factors, Tang Ling's slightly unique performance was overlooked.
It was not until he got the picture that all his doubts surfaced.
How could it be the same color as the Perfect Genetic Chain? Strictly speaking, it was not the dazzling silver but the platinum color, which was even higher than gold.
In this era, it was known that the highest Genetic Chain was only gold in color at most … Being able to show platinum in color meant something to him!
"What do you mean?" Yang Kong was a lot calmer than Fei Long. He was just a little ashamed that his knowledge was still too limited. Before he got the secret picture, he thought that the color of the Genetic Chain, other than the color of talent, was silver-white, black iron, reddish-gold, and so on. He did not know that there was a platinum color.
"I don't know. Did I just witness a miracle? Something that's impossible? "Fei Long downed two glasses of wine in a row to calm himself down.
"I'm not sure. This is just a guessed picture of the Perfect Genetic Chain. In this era, there's no Perfect Genetic Chain. But … do you remember a legend? "Yang Kong's gaze suddenly turned serious and stern with a tinge of respect.
Fei Long remembered the legend. Strictly speaking, the legend was somewhat related to him and Yang Kong.
Just a little.
"I … remember." Fei Long lowered his head before he looked up again. "But it's impossible."
"I don't know. I'm not sure about anything now. I can't say that Tang Ling has the Perfect Genetic Chain. First, this is just a hypothetical picture. Second, the result is too far off. But the suspicions can't be eliminated. " Yang Kong's eyes were also filled with confusion, but they soon cleared up. He looked at Fei Long and said, "I've quietly altered Tang Ling's Genetic Chain Map.
"You …" Fei Long's eyes were filled with shock. He did not understand why Yang Kong dared to do such a thing. It was a betrayal!
"You know what kind of secret this is! I have to, forever will be rotten in the heart. Yang Kong leaned back in his chair and looked at Fei Long. "Even if there's something suspicious about this …"
"If it were me … I'm afraid I would do the same. Of course, Tang Ling is a likable kid, but that is not the reason why we should do this. There are many, many reasons … "What reasons? None of the reasons seemed to be so certain, but one thing was certain: unwillingness!
Facing the storm that was about to descend upon Safety Sector No. 17, the compromises that they had to make were born from the bottom of their hearts.
It was because of her unwillingness that she wanted to keep the secret and protect Tang Ling.
Although it was just an uncertain guess, he still subconsciously wanted to do that.
It was Yang Kong's choice and also Fei Long's choice.
The night had reached its darkest moment.
But in the distance, a faint ray of white light appeared quietly.
Yang Kong opened the roof of the house and looked at the faint whiteness. He suddenly said to Fei Long, "If that slight guess turns out to be true, what kind of storm do you think will happen?"
"I don't know. It's scary. I want to back down." Fei Long was not afraid to show his weakness in front of Yang Kong.
Yang Kong went silent. He dared not ask the next question.
The question was, 'Your choice?'
Yang Kong believed that he was not the only one who noticed something. If he did not witness Tang Ling's cultivation with his own eyes, he would not have been able to get close to the secret.
However, if someone really noticed it, how scary would the consequences be? Legend had it that there was a list of names circulating around, and judging from the fact that Safety Sector No. 17 was about to be overturned, the list should cover the entire safety sector.
As a matter of fact, there had been a signal a long time ago. The moment the Agnes family represented the nobles and compromised with the zombie incident in the settlement, it already stated a lot of things.
However, there were too many people who were slow to realize it, including him.
Is this the unstoppable trend of the world? Yang Kong chuckled coldly. He was mocking himself, mocking himself for being as weak as Fei Long.
In the end, he really wanted to know: who was Su Yao? What was his identity? However, due to his weakness, Yang Kong decided to run away.
Being able to keep this secret with the Wyvern was already their greatest courage.
**
Peace.
For the next month or so, it was a very peaceful time.
Summer was coming to an end, and the chilly autumn was just around the corner.
Tang Ling squatted down in the forest on the left, carefully cooking a pot of soup. He was arrogant as he started a fire and allowed the smoke to rise into the sky. He allowed the soup to steam and the smell to spread everywhere.
What did it matter? As the overlord of the forest on the left, which idiot would dare to come and snatch his food? Would they have a death wish?
"Tang Ling, I don't want to come out with you anymore," Orston scolded.
What the hell? Calling himself the overlord of the forest? Would the insects, beasts, and birds even acknowledge it?
It was the same no matter where they went. Arrogant people caused trouble everywhere they went. If they could win, they would fight. If they could not, they would run. Where was the sense of honor? If they ran for their lives too many times, they would become shameless.
Just like now, they were cooking in the forest with an arrogant fire. There were already four king beasts and three mutated insects around them.
Couldn't they just have a proper meal? Orston even wanted to freeload Tang Ling's soup.
Tang Ling did not even raise a brow. He scooped a spoonful of soup, tasted it, added some salt, and said, "The soup is almost done. Orston, go and deal with these blind bastards. We'll roast some meat. "
"Motherf * cker, why aren't you going?" Orston was frustrated. Can't you just let me have a quiet meal?
Tang Ling looked at Orston and then at the hesitant insects and beasts who wanted to rob him but lacked the courage to do so. He pointed two fingers at them.
"First, you can't beat me.
Second, do you want some soup? "
Orston was speechless. Tang Ling looked askance at Orston. "If these bastards run away, we'll lose Hope credits. I won't be happy, and I'll beat you up if I'm not happy."
Orston held back his anger. He stood up and walked towards the beasts and insects with a ferocious smile. He roared and charged at them.
He was ruthless as if he wanted to vent his anger at Tang Ling on the pitiful insects and beasts.
Tang Ling shook his head repeatedly. "Can you be gentler? The meat is all mashed up. Do you want to eat mashed meat? "
"Motherf * cker, I'll hold back." Orston's veins were popping, but he had to be gentler.
In less than five minutes, a small hill was piled up beside Tang Ling's fire. It was the king beasts and Level 1 mutated insects.
Tang Ling's eyes shone. He jumped up and started to collect the most valuable things from the carcasses. Orston pouted in disdain. Is this necessary? How many Hope credits are they worth?
However, Tang Ling seemed to be enjoying it.
After he was done, Tang Ling picked the best parts of the meat, cleaned them up, and roasted them.
He grumbled, "Orston, you've never eaten anything good! Do you know? In ancient Huaxia, eating was exquisite and particular. For example, when eating fish, how to roast the fish head and the gel-like brain mixed with the delicious gravy was the feeling of drinking it in one gulp.
Another example was the belly of the fish. It was the most tender part of the fish, so all one had to do was steam it and eat it. That part had no bones and was the smoothest in one's mouth.
"You've eaten it before? You can f * cking transmigrate? "Orston was craving for the food, but he could not eat it. What the f * ck was this? It was torture!
Tang Ling scooped a bowl of soup for Orston. It was just enough for two-thirds of the lunch box. Orston would not be able to digest any more than that. He said casually, "I can f * cking transmigrate and I've eaten it before. What's wrong with that? You have to thank me for my devotion to food. Otherwise, how can you eat such good food? "
When Tang Ling mentioned it, Orston had the urge to beat someone up.
Tang Ling's cooking skills were getting better, but it was built on the blood and tears of everyone in the Fierce Dragon Squad.
Tang Ling would experiment with all kinds of strange plants and seasonings. Had he ever eaten meat roasted with Sournia Tarta before? It was ecstatic and he was beaten up to finish it because he did not want to waste food!
Had he ever eaten a dish cooked with the oil of a mudfish? Once he ate it, he would surely tear up. It was because of the fishy smell, and he could not spit it out.
He could not recall the tragic past. Orston accepted the soup from Tang Ling and felt a little comforted.
The soup was good stuff. Orston knew it must be filled with precious vicious beast meat and something else.
After Tang Ling's first cultivation, he often made this kind of soup.
Until now, Orston could not forget how Tang Ling looked after his first cultivation. He hid in the cave with a blanket draped over him. He was a lot thinner and squatted in front of the fire, guarding his soup.
Is his kidney weak? When Orston saw Tang Ling for the first time, the term popped up in his mind.
Even though Orston did not quite understand what the term meant, he heard the men in his family teasing each other.
However, regardless of whether it was due to kidney deficiency or not, everyone had made great progress after the first round of cultivation. Why did this guy become so thin and weak?
It was the number one mystery in the Fierce Dragon Squad. Until now, no one had figured out the reason.
On the other hand, after Tang Ling started making soup, he would share his soup with the other members of the Fierce Dragon Squad from time to time.
The soup left a deep impression on everyone. Once they drank it, it felt like knives were scraping every part of their body. It felt like fire was burning their bodies and the pain was unbearable.
Orston, Yu, and even Christina were knowledgeable enough to know it was a natural reaction to eating vicious beast meat.
Given their age, their family dared not feed them vicious beast meat, but Tang Ling had always been reckless.
Fortunately, everyone had started their cultivation. As long as they drank the soup and cultivated in time, they would be able to offset the pain and reap great benefits.
However, no matter what, everyone was different from Tang Ling. They could only drink a little bit of soup and eat a little bit of meat, but the pain was endless. Even cultivation could not offset the pain.
The others could not help but exclaim in awe. How could Tang Ling's digestive system be this insane? However, his Genetic Chain Talent was a little weaker, so he wasted a lot of it. He ate a lot more than the others, but the growth of his strength was not that much stronger than the others.
With that in mind, Orston did not even have the mood to drink the soup anymore. True, Tang Ling was not that much stronger, but it was a fact that Tang Ling could beat him up.
He could only blame himself for being too compassionate. After the cultivation, Tang Ling appeared weak. Orston, Yu, and even Amir and Andy did not have the heart to beat him up.
However, Tang Ling was only weak for a day or two. After drinking the soup twice, he was brimming with energy.
At this time, perhaps he hadn't become stronger yet?
However, what about after the second cultivation? Now that he thought about it, he did not use the Genetic Chain Measuring Machine to help him visualize because he wanted to save Hope credits, and Instructor Yang Kong somehow let him.
But it was also from that moment onwards that this fellow clearly felt stronger.
From then on, Tang Ling beat up the heavens, himself, Yu, Andy, beasts, bugs … He went to the forest and the battlefield, stirring up trouble everywhere. He led everyone to a life of killing or running for their lives.
The only people he did not beat up were Amir and the two girls. Amir was too quiet and introverted, so it was not easy to beat him up. As for the girls, Tang Ling was not shameless enough to beat them up.
"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and drink the soup and cultivate. After the cultivation, the roast meat will be ready. "Tang Ling urged Orston as he was lost in his thoughts.
Orston was touched when he heard what Tang Ling said. Tang Ling might be despicable, but he was generous. He was even willing to share such a precious soup with the Fierce Dragon Squad.
As a matter of fact, Orston was a little more considerate. After the cultivation, he would be able to eat the roast meat that Tang Ling cooked himself. Tang Ling's cooking skills were amazing.
With that in mind, Orston looked at Tang Ling in gratitude.
Tang Ling had goosebumps all over his body. He glared at Orston and said, "What's with that look in your eyes? I'll beat you to death if you keep staring at me. "
Orston tightened his grip on the bowl. Can't I hold it in?
After finishing the bowl of soup, Orston quickly went into cultivation mode. After Tang Ling finished the whole pot of soup and meat, he practiced the eating technique that Su Yao had taught him before he started his cultivation.
Before he started, he muttered in his heart with a fierce tone, "You, hurry up and check your body. Don't be so vicious and suck in all the impurities."
His muttering to himself sounded strange, and to his surprise, he got a blurry and intermittent reply in his mind.
The meaning was unclear, but Tang Ling understood it.
The rough translation was, 'The little seed is very careful. There are impurities in it. Daddy, take a bath.'
Daddy my * ss! Tang Ling's expression turned weird. He was not even married yet. He hated himself for forming a spiritual connection with the idiot seed.
In fact, after the first time he cultivated, he could clearly feel that his spiritual power had improved. This was because his perception of the world had become more realistic.
He thought about how each time the seed exploded, it required his spirit to drive it, so he tried to establish a certain connection with the seed.
This was very important. If he could, he would be able to control the state of the seed every time it exploded.
He and the seed were in a symbiotic relationship, but Tang Ling, the bastard, thought that even if they were symbiotic, he should still distinguish who was the big brother and who was the little brother.
Therefore, during the first communication, he chose to scold the seed. 'It's you who forced me to eat all sorts of things every day. That's why there are so many impurities in my body and I almost died during my first cultivation. Do you know that?
It's because of you that you eat everything and are not noble at all, so it's not as easy as the others to achieve the Jade God state. '
Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that even without seeds, he would still have an astonishing appetite. He was also the kind of person who would taste everything. The most astonishing record was that he even tried to eat a few mouthfuls of the zombie.
However, the little seed was very innocent. It accepted Tang Ling's scolding, but where did it get the awareness from? Not only did it accept Tang Ling's scolding, but it even acknowledged him as its father. For the first time, it acknowledged Tang Ling as its father.
No matter how mad Tang Ling was, it was still its father.
Therefore, Tang Ling accepted his fate. Daddy it is. It's better than the seed calling me son, isn't it? Tang Ling was too lazy to argue with the little seed's response.
He entered his cultivation state right away. According to the addendum, before each cultivation, he must use his energy to cleanse his body so that he could maintain the purity of the Jade God state.
As for the benefits of the Jade God state, Tang Ling deeply felt it. No one knew how strong he was other than himself.
Time passed bit by bit in this kind of cultivation.
He was arrogant enough to cultivate in the middle of the forest while roasting meat. If anyone dared to mess around, Orston would take care of them.
If he could stay like this for another half a year, he would be able to break through to become a Purple Moon Warrior in his perfect form.
"Yeah, the perfect form." It was a concept that Tang Ling learned recently, and during his last meeting with Su Yao, Su Yao had emphasized the same point — the perfect form.
It was not the perfect form that Safety Sector No. 17 believed in, but the perfect form that the world recognized!
What was the perfect form then? It was the limit that a person could achieve without breaking through the first genetic lock.
Breaking through to become a Purple Moon Warrior was to use the accumulated energy in one's body to break through the first genetic lock.
According to theory, if a person's basic strength could reach the strength of five bulls, the speed could run 100 meters in three seconds, and the reflexes could reach 70% of the dodging rate under a certain concentration of light spots.
Then, the person would have the foundation to break through the first genetic lock and become a Purple Moon Warrior.
Most people would break through to become a Purple Moon Warrior under such conditions.
However, the people in the First Reserved Camp would not, which was why there were so many seniors left in the camp even though they had surpassed the threshold a long time ago.
Why? It was all for the so-called perfect form.
In the First Reserved Camp, everyone believed that the perfect point to break through the first genetic lock was the strength of seven bulls, running 100 meters in two seconds, and the dodging rate was at least 90%.
The accumulation was close to the limit, but once the first genetic lock was broken through and one became a Purple Moon Warrior, every step of growth would be much stronger than those who barely reached the perfect form.
For example, among the same rank 1 warriors, a warrior who broke through the limit would be able to defeat a normal warrior. Depending on the situation, a warrior could even take on two or more warriors of the same rank at once.
Accumulation became a very crucial factor. The closer one was to the limit, the slower the accumulation would be. Every single breakthrough would be extremely difficult.
Nevertheless, the difficulty became the goal that everyone in the First Reserved Camp yearned for.
Unless one was close to the optimal age to break through, no one would break through reluctantly.
However, after so many years, no one had managed to reach the so-called limit.
Was it that difficult? Tang Ling remembered what Su Yao told him.
"They're all trash. What kind of limit accumulation is this? The real limit accumulation is the strength of nine bulls, running 100 meters in 1.5 seconds, and reflexes? The density of the light spots must be higher and the dodging rate must be at least 90%. Safety Sector No. 17 is too small. This is the real standard.
"Kid, you must work hard. Don't be blinded by this desolate place. In this era, the teenagers in the big places are too embarrassed to break through if they don't have the perfect accumulation.
Are the teenagers in the big places that powerful? Tang Ling felt like a frog in a well.
It never crossed his mind that Su Yao was just bluffing!
It was at that moment that a long siren with a special vibration sounded from the Hope Barrier.
Tang Ling and Orston opened their eyes at the same time. What happened?
It was a level 1 combat alert siren!
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