Chapter 84
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As a matter of fact, Tang Ling had already woken up the moment his mouth was covered.
He instinctively struggled, but it was useless.
Even though the month-long devil training had increased the gap between him and his previous self by more than one or two folds, he could not help it.
'It seems like I'm still very weak!' That was what Tang Ling thought, but since struggling was useless, he let the person carry him and closed his eyes to sleep.
"You little bastard, did you sleep well?" Su Yao was a little annoyed. He tossed Tang Ling to the ground in a secluded forest.
Tang Ling rubbed his eyes and stretched his body. As a matter of fact, when he instinctively started to struggle, he already knew that it was Su Yao. He just wanted to show off the results of his training by being able to resist Su Yao a little.
In the end, when he realized it was futile, what else could he do other than sleep?
Rubbing his sore butt, Tang Ling sized up his surroundings. He was still on the cliff, and the mountain breeze was howling. The huge temperature difference between day and night was even more obvious at such a height.
Shuddering, Tang Ling breathed into his hand. Su Yao was about to start a fire, so when he saw Tang Ling shivering, he mocked, "It seems like you aren't that great, you little bastard. You've been training for a month, yet you can't even withstand the cold."
Tang Ling did not care about Su Yao. He skillfully rubbed the flint that Su Yao prepared and lit up the wood shavings that Su Yao dug out. "I don't care if I can withstand the cold. Even if I'm a little weaker, I won't end up as a thief."
"You want to get beaten up?" Su Yao raised a brow and started the fire.
"Here's my high nutrition paste." Tang Ling was not afraid. He was beaten up by those rotten wood shavings every day. Even if he could not beat Su Yao, his resistance should have increased, right?
"Hmph." Su Yao chuckled in disdain. He took a small iron pot out from his backpack and placed it over the fire. He then took out a bottle of water and poured it into the pot.
Then, under Tang Ling's heartbroken gaze, he took out a bottle of high nutrition paste and poured it into the pot.
"Why are you diluting my high nutrition paste?" Tang Ling clenched his teeth in pain. God knew whether the rising steam would take away the active ingredients of the high nutrition paste.
"Where did this country bumpkin come from? Is this thing worth your heartache?" Su Yao stomped on Tang Ling without a second thought, but his hands were not slow at all. He took a few more things out from his backpack. Some looked like plant roots and some were kept in transparent test tubes. All of them were tossed into the little iron pot.
"It looks disgusting." Tang Ling squatted down and started a fire.
The dense forest at the edge of the cliff was unusually quiet. The hazy purple moon seemed to be right in front of them. The starry sky was bright and the Milky Way was vast. The night sky was mysterious and distant.
At the bottom of the cliff, the night in Safety Sector No. 17 had yet to fall silent. The lights in the inner city flickered while the candlelight in the outer city was hazy like stars in the night sky.
The night was beautiful.
But what about the settlement outside the wall?
It was hard to see clearly, but its color seemed to have blended in with the thick forest of the Secondary Safety Zone. Under the night sky, it was a dark green that was close to black.
There was no need to worry about the vitality of the shrubs. After more than a month, they would definitely regrow wantonly.
But what about the people who once lived there? Among the people who worked day and night for survival and lived a precarious life, there used to be a grandmother and a little sister.
Tang Ling dared not look anymore. He lowered his head and kept quiet.
Su Yao might know, but he did not care. He did not comfort Tang Ling because he really did not need to be comforted.
Gurgling noises came from the pot. The water that was mixed with all sorts of stuff was boiling.
Su Yao took a piece of Level 3 vicious beast meat out from a paper bag and tore it into pieces before tossing it into the pot.
It was Tang Ling's Level 3 vicious beast meat. Su Yao had taken it away after the first exam.
The exposed Level 3 vicious beast meat was no longer suitable for Tang Ling to keep.
"Now, learn a special eating method from me," Su Yao suddenly said.
Tang Ling listened attentively.
"This method is a lost ancient method, but due to some special reasons, it has reappeared. Combined with a specific posture and special techniques, it can speed up the digestive system." Su Yao briefly explained the eating method.
"What's the use?" Tang Ling asked.
"Faster and better absorption!" Su Yao lit a cigarette and continued, "The digestive system needs a certain amount of time to digest food. If you can absorb it faster and better and convert it into nutrients for your body, it'll be more efficient.
"Think about it. If others can only eat five meals a day and digest less than 60% of their food, you can eat 10 meals a day and digest 80% of your food. You can eat 10 meals a day and digest 80% of your food. How much improvement will it bring to your body after a long period of time? "
"Why not 100% and 20 meals a day?" Twenty meals? "Tang Ling looked up.
"Are you trying to be cheap?" Su Yao kicked Tang Ling away.
After Tang Ling crawled back, Su Yao explained, "Everything has to be done step by step. All you have to do is practice this method until you're familiar with it. Coupled with the overall improvement of your body, your digestive system will also be strengthened to a certain level.
"Then, even if you digest your own sh * t, who can say no?" Su Yao said seriously with squinted eyes with the cigarette dangling in his mouth.
Tang Ling was speechless. He had no interest in digesting sh * t.
The fire was warm, and on top of the bonfire, the iron pot was still cooking that 'messy' soup with a loud bubbling noise.
However, Tang Ling was already learning the new eating method from Su Yao.
The eight strange postures also required one to experience the peristalsis of one's stomach. Through the control of one's external muscles, the slight trembling would affect the peristalsis of one's stomach. It sounded simple, but was actually very difficult to practice.
His Precise Instinct came in handy at that moment.
It allowed Tang Ling to easily observe the details of the eight strange postures and he did it perfectly the first time.
His powerful spirit also came into play. It allowed Tang Ling to feel the movement of his stomach relatively easily and he quickly understood which part of his muscles shook to speed up the movement of his stomach.
On top of that, it was obviously not enough to just imitate the method.
Understanding the theory behind it through his comprehension would help him learn more. Tang Ling's comprehension seemed to be decent too.
Su Yao did not show any admiration on his face as if Tang Ling's performance was natural.
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