Chapter 683

If one were to ask Su Bai how he felt after being promoted to Advanced Listener, it could be described as a certain calcium tablet advertisement: My waist is no longer sore, my legs no longer hurt, I can eat well, I can go up to the fifth floor in one go, and one bottle is equivalent to five bottles in the past.

The biggest difference between Advanced Listeners and Senior Listeners was that due to the improvement of the Advanced Listener's life level, the connection and intimacy between the Advanced Listener and the surrounding space would naturally increase a lot.

You could stand there, but in fact, it could be said that the entire area was affected by you. Every move you made would have a great relationship with the surrounding environment. To describe it in a more childish way, you were like an army.

This was an extremely terrifying increase. For example, your speed could be greatly increased with the help of the surrounding environment. You could even control the flow of the wind, humidity, and other details to further increase your speed. During a battle, your strength could also be echoed by the surrounding environment. This kind of superposition was not as simple as a BUFF. The effect of the increase could be described as "terrifying" for a Senior Listener.

One bottle was equivalent to five bottles in the past. It could almost be described as the power of a skill being directly increased by several times.

To be promoted to a Senior Listener, one needed to fuse with a Life Weapon. With the help of the fusion of a Life Weapon, one could forcibly increase one's life level. In essence, becoming an Advanced Listener was also a pursuit of a higher life level. The higher the life level, the more corresponding benefits.

The changes brought about by becoming an Advanced Listener did not refer to the improvement of one's bloodline or pure strength. Instead, one's bloodline and own strength, as well as the use and performance of many of their previous abilities, would have a broader space. In short, even if the same computer used Windows 98 and the other used W10, even if the software was the same, the operating speed, operating effect, and other aspects of the user experience would be completely different.

During the night run, Su Bai was' revisiting 'the old place while also emptying his thoughts. Becoming an Advanced Listener had been his goal for a long time, but it was definitely not his biggest goal. Although it was worth being happy that he had successfully promoted, it was not to the point where he would get carried away. Su Bai was now working hard to climb up, but he knew in his heart that there was still a huge gap between him and the man and the woman.

No one knew what realm the man and the woman were at now.

In addition, he did not know if it was because he was too lucky, but during the night run, he encountered a strange Black Listener who took the initiative to provoke him. Su Bai also tried to make a move, and the burning soul flame on the other party was instantly frozen and extinguished by his ice power. This was a crushing, a complete crushing.

It was not until he casually froze the other party and threw it into the trash can that Su Bai truly realized that he had really drawn a clear line with the veteran sequence. The difference in strength was too great.

In the past, Su Bai could only say that he was not afraid of fighting one-on-one with the veterans and could basically win. If it was a 1v2, it would be more troublesome, and he might even get injured. Now, however, he could easily deal with four or five veterans attacking him together.

It was no wonder that the Advanced Listener would be so aloof. The gap between the two parties was really too big. When one's strength was not on the same level, equal dialogue and communication naturally became an extravagant hope.

The incident with the Black Listener was just a small interlude for Su Bai. Now that he had successfully become an Advanced Listener, he could now free up some of the things that he had fallen behind in the past. For example, Lord Zeng once said that he had sent an ancient corpse to Old Fang's house in Shanghai. It was just that he had been doing self-mutilation training on the deserted island, and now he could take the time to go back and have a look.

Su Bai could understand why Fatso had disappeared. At least in this case, Fatso had done a good job. However, it seemed that he had really taken the fruit from him. It was understandable that the man did not want to see him now and wanted to be alone.

When he returned to the entrance of the hotel, Su Bai noticed that a receptionist at the front desk was holding a phone and staring at him with her mouth wide open. Su Bai paid attention to it, but still walked directly into the elevator.

When he walked into the elevator, Su Bai subconsciously touched his pocket. The photo of him and the little fellow was still there. He almost neglected it when he was promoted. Fortunately, the photo was not damaged, but slightly wrinkled. Holding it in his hand, he carefully smoothed the wrinkles with his hand while looking at the photo of himself and the little fellow.

Everyone had something worth cherishing. It could be a physical object, or it could be a memory. Su Bai used to be a loner, and now he was also a loner. The only difference was that he still had this memory.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer. If you're still alive, Dad will come to take you home. If you're dead, Dad will avenge you."

The audience did not avoid the topic of "death" at all. They were not like ordinary people who would feel unlucky even if they saw a hearse driving past them on the road. After all, the audience had been living with his head tied to his waist all the way from the experience. There were many things that he should not take lightly.

Su Bai really did not know whether the little fellow was dead or alive, because he could not figure out what the man and the woman were going to do. Their thinking and logic could not be compared with a reference, because they were definitely different in the audience circle. Even Lychee had sent Gongzi Hai to the bottom of Qinhuangdao to see if there was really a place to hide from the public eye. It had been almost 20 years since the "car accident" when he was seven years old. They had been hiding from the public eye for so long, which was an unprecedented feat. At least for now, it seemed that no one would be able to do it in the future.

Not only himself, but Su Bai also knew that the little fellow might be indifferent to life and death. Back then, he had used his tender feet and hands to crawl into the demon's cave. The two of them were very pitiful, and they depended on each other for survival. Naturally, there were not many pretenses between them.

"Ding!"

The elevator door opened. Su Bai put the photo in his pocket and walked out.

He did not feel it when he came out, but when he came back, Su Bai found a problem. There seemed to be an array in front of his door. If it was in the past, this array would give Su Bai a headache, but now, it seemed to be no problem for him.

This was because this array was not used to deal with advanced audience members. Su Bai had seen arrays that could deal with advanced audience members before. Old Fang's house in Shanghai had a complete set, and he had tried it himself. Forcefully resisting the power of the array resulted in him being almost paralyzed, and this was the result of the monk holding back.

However, the level of the array here was much lower. As long as one was an advanced audience member, they could easily walk through the array with the help of the surrounding environment.

It was really not difficult.

"Fatso." Su Bai smiled, thinking that Fatso was joking with him. Although this approach seemed a little childish, if Fatso planned to use him, an advanced audience member, to try the array, Su Bai had to give him face. It seemed that Fatso had not left yet?

The night stalls in Guangzhou had always been famous. If Fatso had not left, they could go out for supper later.

The array was not without influence, but it was only a little. The surrounding space was a little distorted. For Su Bai, it was not a big problem. However, when he walked to the door, the photo that he had put in his pocket suddenly slipped out. The way it slipped was somewhat inexplicable.

Su Bai bent down, picked up the photo, and then opened the door. But at this moment, Su Bai suddenly felt dizzy and closed his eyes subconsciously. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in the room, and the door was closed. However, he was clearly standing at the door and had just pushed the door open.

What happened?

It was impossible for him to have lost his memory, and it was impossible for him to have been distracted just now. With his current Life Level, this kind of thing was basically impossible.

For a moment, Su Bai also felt a little inexplicable. He looked at his clothes again. Su Bai remembered that when he was teaching the black audience member a lesson, he used the power of ice to subdue him in an instant, but the other party's flames still burned his sleeves. But now, when he looked at his sleeves again, he found that his sleeves were not damaged.

If my body can automatically recover because of its special characteristics, and some minor injuries can be ignored, how can these clothes repair themselves?

What the hell is going on?

Taking a deep breath, Su Bai walked to the bathroom, picked up the shower head, and splashed his face with cold water for a while. Instinctively, Su Bai noticed a very strange feeling. This feeling was vaguely felt when he returned to the hotel from his night run and saw the surprised face of the receptionist at the front desk. When he entered the door, he also felt it when he went to pick up the photo.

He seemed to have picked up the photo at the door twice?

In fact, from the feeling, it seemed to be more than two times. Otherwise, it would be a very common thing for the photo to fall. He would not have such a big reaction. Also, where did the dizziness when he opened the door come from?

Su Bai did not believe that it was caused by the array set up by Fatso. Moreover, the key question was, if this array was set up by Fatso, why did he not wait in his room to listen to the feeling of him breaking through the array?

Taking a towel, Su Bai wiped his face and walked out of the bathroom. The humid climate of Guangzhou was indeed a little unaccustomed to outsiders. Su Bai took out his cigarette. When he was about to smoke, he thought of opening the window to ventilate it first. However, when Su Bai looked at the window, Su Bai immediately stopped all his movements.

God.

When did it light up?