One question after another poured into Song Shuhang's mind.
All of them were asked in the language of the main world, and they were questions related to cultivation.
The languages of various countries, as well as some dialects that resembled alien languages.
Major languages, minor languages, and remote languages were all poured into his mind.
Song Shuhang struggled to hold on, waiting for the questions to come in Chinese. He was very curious as to what kind of strange questions the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group would ask.
He waited for a long time.
Finally, the voice of a young man asked in Chinese, [Senior Tyrannical Demon, I'm currently at the Third Stage Realm, and I'm practicing the lightning-drawing technique of the Heavenly Master's Lightning Technique. I'm currently stuck at the bottleneck of the Fourth Thunder Realm. How could he break through to the Five-Blow-Thunderstruck stage? Is there any trick to it?]
Heavens, this was a lightning genius!
At the Third Stage Realm, he had practiced the lightning-drawing technique of the Heavenly Master's Lightning Technique to the Fourth Thunder Realm.
At the Seventh Stage Realm, Song Shuhang, who had barely grasped the First Thunder Realm, was shivering.
Luckily, he had used an 'online answering magical treasure'. Otherwise, Song Shuhang wouldn't have been able to answer a question of this level!
Along with the young man's question, several hundred questions in Chinese, English, and Russian poured into Song Shuhang's mind.
"Aaaaah ~ Aaaaah ~" Song Shuhang screamed at the top of his lungs and closed his eyes, crying out in pain. He even squeezed out some tears from his eyes.
In his heart, he was looking forward to it. [Come, come, gather all the questions related to Chinese. I want to extract the questions of the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group from them …]
But right at this time...
The second wave of data stream of speech questions suddenly came to an end.
The data pouring into his mind was forcefully cut off.
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.
[That's it? No, hold on a little longer. Let me read the questions of the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group first!]
The stream of data was unexpectedly accompanied by the 'to be continued' function?
It wasn't like he was watching a TV series, so why did he have to read the data?
However, it was impossible for him to hug Senior Three-eyed and ask him not to stop so that he could continue pouring the 'streams of data' into him.
Not only that, but in order to prevent Senior Three-Eyed from noticing his current state, he had to put on a good show.
For now, it was not difficult to play the whole set.
During the second wave of data flooding his brain, Song Shuhang was only a little immune to the pain caused by the information flooding his brain. The intense pain was still stimulating his body and his nerves that were sensitive to pain.
He only needed to match his body's reaction to pain and exaggerate it a little.
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Thus, after the second wave of impact.
Song Shuhang collapsed on the chair again. He took a deep breath and sweated profusely. It was hard to tell whether it was sweat or tears on his face. He was so weak that he couldn't even make a sound. He looked several times more miserable than before.
Senior Three-Eyed cheered for Song Shuhang loudly. "This is only the second wave, and you can't even handle it? Where is your willpower? What happened to the toughness you showed me in the first round? Take out your willpower and the strength to endure the pain. Don't lose to this level of pain! You have to know that even the second wave of pain isn't as painful as the first one! "
At the same time, he stretched out his hand.
The eyeball butler took out a towel and wiped away Song Shuhang's tears and sweat.
It seems that this guy won't even be able to make it through the third wave. Senior Three-eyed looked at the dehydrated Song Shuhang and thought to himself.
He felt slightly regretful, but he also felt a sense of accomplishment.
The effects of the ten waves of data flow that he had meticulously designed were so outstanding. As the creator, he was very satisfied.
After wiping away Song Shuhang's sweat, the eyeball butler retreated to the side.
The three-eyed youth impatiently pressed his hand against Song Shuhang's forehead, activating the third wave of data flow.
"Se … Junior … Let me rest. Ahhhhh ~" Song Shuhang cooperated and let out a miserable cry.
I'm doing my best to perform.
The intensity of the third wave of data flow was even greater than the previous two waves.
At this time, the painful expression on Song Shuhang's face was 80% real and 20% fake. His impromptu performance was exceptionally outstanding.
Although he had the 'straight face' attribute, the pain on his face was real, and even Senior Three-eyed couldn't see through it.
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The intensity of the pain from the third wave of data flow was extremely terrifying before it started to spread out. Song Shuhang felt that he was on the verge of going into shock.
Luckily, this intense pain only lasted for a short moment, and was quickly spread out.
At the same time, the questions that the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group had asked Song Shuhang, which he was looking forward to, also flooded his mind along with the stream of data flow!
"It's finally here!" Song Shuhang was very happy.
At the same time, he discovered that his brain was somewhat miraculous.
Normally, if such a huge amount of data were to pour into his brain, all the data should have been thrown into a mess.
But even if his brain was swollen to the point that it hurt, he was still able to properly categorize and store the data he received.
If Song Shuhang were to look at himself at this time and use the 'memory-erasing technique' that Senior White had imparted to him, he would see that there were several different disks in his mind.
C, D, E, F, as well as a DVD drive and G drive, as well as the icons of 'Internet Neighborhood' and 'Internet Explorer'.
The F drive was the memory disk of the virtuous lamia that was Song Shuhang's pendant.
The E drive was very mysterious, and it was vaguely related to Song Shuhang's Reiki.
The D drive was where Song Shuhang normally stored his memories. At this time, there were seven small disks connected to it, and its capacity was very big. All the information that the three-eyed young man had poured into his mind was automatically categorized, organized, and compressed in the D drive.
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When one was in pain, they could think of something else to distract their attention and make it less painful.
Song Shuhang could be considered to be finding joy in the midst of suffering.
He extracted all the questions related to the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group and arranged them according to the order in which they were asked.
The first question was Beihe Sanren. He was the holy warrior of the Nine Provinces Number One Group who was always online, and he was also the first to ask.
Senior Northern River's question was very formal, and it was related to questions related to cultivation.
Song Shuhang was baffled … he could understand every word that Senior Northern River said, but after putting them together, he became deaf.
After Senior Northern River, the next question was Jouko Hagi.
Jouko Hagi's train of thought was very jumpy, and it was the thinking of a genius.
What kind of question would she ask?
Song Shuhang was very curious.
[Song Qianbei, if I were to grasp the 'power of time' in the future, would I be able to influence her and obtain information about cultivation from her?] It was Jouko Hagi's wonderful idea.
"Is Jouko Hagi trying to cheat?" Song Shuhang said with a smile.
After Jouko Hagi, it was Su Clan's Shiliu's question.
"Eh? At that time, Shiliu was suffering from amnesia and showed his divinity together with me. Did she also ask a question?" Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Soon after, he opened Sixteen's question.
[Ba Song, are we in a dual cultivation relationship?]
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