It is said that his time in the Trials Realm is twenty-four hours. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Zeng felt that the twenty-four hours of the so-called Hell Trial Realm was the longest day he had ever experienced.

The repeated whipping caused the flesh and skin to be bruised all over the body, and then experienced a painful recovery, allowing the flesh to grow again in a short period of time.

Not to mention the sharp pain and itching in the flesh, his spirit alone is almost on the verge of collapse.

In the end, he relied on the tenacity that he didn't know how, and endured the punishment of this terrifying trial realm. Maintain the last trace of clarity until you leave the terrifying trial realm space.

He returned to the real world.

In the prefabricated house in the valley, there is silence.

Lin Zeng's whole body was like being crushed by a boulder, and his flesh and bones were scattered, but his mind remained clear.

He lay motionless on the ground, giving himself some time to slow down, and then struggled to get up, looking for his phone, checking the time.

It had only been five minutes since he had entered the Terrifying Trial Realm.

Five minutes, exactly the time he had just laid on the ground to take a breath.

In other words, he experienced nightmares for twenty-four hours in the Horror Trial Realm, but the real time did not fluctuate.

It's not the same as the breeding space. The temporal flow rate of the breeding space is consistent with the real world.

Lin Zeng was still wearing the same clothes he had worn when he entered the Terrifying Trial Realm, but he felt that something was different about him.

First of all, there is hunger, which is like a hungry beast with its mouth wide open and roaring with maddening hunger.

Lin Zeng swept away all the bits and pieces of food in the prefabricated house, but it did not alleviate the hunger that almost devoured everything.

Secondly, there is incredible power control. In the process of looking for food, he broke the plastic chair with a wave of his hand, and kicked his foot, and he kicked out a large depression in the wall of the prefabricated house.

His strength has changed, but obviously his control of his power is still before the change, so the simple furniture in the prefabricated house can hardly escape Lin Zeng's claws.

Lin Zeng suddenly remembered that Jiang Hua had told him that when she was a child, she couldn't control her strength and often touched her parents out of their wounds.

He is now facing this situation as well.

Jiang Hua is born with divine power, and what is he?

"System, how could this happen to me?" Lin Zeng swallowed the last bite of instant bread and asked the system calmly. After this torture, Lin Zeng found that after a period of getting along, a trace of closeness like a friend was difficult to reappear.

"In the terrifying trial realm, in the blood and fire, the tempering breeder grows. "The system will not become friends because of Lin Zeng's closeness, nor will it suddenly have feelings because of Lin Zeng's coldness, it will be as in the past, mechanically and coldly inform Lin Zeng of the things he can tell.

Ten fingers clenched, a fist slammed into the ground, a fist-sized hole, effortlessly appeared on the hard ground.

After experiencing the devilish twenty-four hours, the faint pain in his fist was, in Lin Zeng's opinion, just scratching.

There was no one in the valley, which was just right for Lin Zeng to be familiar with his own strength.

Run, twist, punch, kick, strike.

Lin had been in the empty valley, familiar with his current strength again and again.

After all, he is not an ignorant child, and soon he will be able to master the current way of power in one experiment after another, Lin Zeng estimates that according to his current strength, there is no big problem in dealing with four or five strong men in close quarters.

If it weren't for the hunger in his stomach that was so strong that he wanted to gnaw on the grass, Lin Zeng would have planned to run more.

Carrying a struggling pheasant, this pheasant that inadvertently ran into the valley became Lin Zeng's first prey.

Catching chickens with bare hands once again shows that after Lin once passed the terrifying trial realm, all his abilities have improved.

According to his previous physical fitness, he may not be able to outrun this pheasant.

Lin Zeng carried a chicken and left the Wine Valley, he found a small restaurant closest to the Wine Valley, called a private room, and called the menu from beginning to end, before he could not stop it.

The speed of serving food in the small restaurant is very fast, but unfortunately compared with the hunger of Lin Zeng's sweeping thousands of troops, it is a little insufficient, the taste of the dishes is average, the craftsmanship is ordinary, the saltiness is heavy, and the seasoning is strong, Lin Zeng was really hungry at this time, and he didn't care about tasting it slowly, so he ate it immediately.

Although there are many dishes, by the time the next dish is served, the previous dish is already empty.

The waiter brother in charge of Lin Zeng's table was dumbfounded, it was estimated that he had never seen such a delicious guest in his life.

Lin Zeng's posture, with Jiang Hua's big stomach PK, can finally not fall behind, maybe he can still win.

"This little brother, is the chicken soup ready for the chicken that you asked to help stew in the kitchen just now?"

"Sir will be fine immediately. The waiter's younger brother withdrew his gaze and replied eagerly.

After finishing all the hard dishes ordered in the restaurant, Lin Zeng saw the waiter's younger brother holding a pot of chicken soup and placing it on the table.

"Guest, please use it slowly!" the waiter said politely.

Lin Zeng touched his stomach and felt that he was about seven layers full, and there was absolutely no problem with eating a pot of pheasant soup.

Lifting the lid of the pot, a smell of chicken stewed shiitake mushrooms wafted out, but Lin Zeng looked at the chicken in the pot and frowned.

That's not right!

This fat and strong chicken is definitely not the pheasant he brought.

I sandwiched a chicken leg and took a bite, the meat was tender and fat, but the taste was bland, there was no chewiness, it was definitely a chicken that had been pampered, not a pheasant that Lin had caught from the mountains.

This hotel has come to steal beams and change pillars, which is too blatant!

He didn't care about the money, but it was disgusting to him.

Lin Zeng threw down his chopsticks, walked to the door of the box in annoyance, and said to the waiter brother standing in the corridor: "You changed my chicken? This is just ordinary chicken soup, not the taste of pheasant at all." ”

"Huh?" This young waiter probably didn't expect Lin Zeng to suddenly come out and say about it, he was stunned for a moment before he said, "No, big brother, it was given to me by the chef, I brought it from the kitchen, no mistake." ”

"You're not mistaken, it's someone who got it wrong. Lin Zeng knew that this little brother might also be kept in his bones, so he said, "You called the restaurant owner over, the person who did this is too disgusting, when everyone is a fool, he can't taste the difference between raising chickens and pheasants." ”

The waiter hurried to find someone, and in less than three minutes, a middle-aged woman wearing a floral dress and heavy makeup walked up from downstairs in a swaying posture, she laughed before she spoke, and said loudly, "What about it, we are not mistaken, our hotel is operating in good faith, and it must be the chicken you brought." ”

Lin Zeng laughed angrily, and looked coldly at this middle-aged woman with a nonsense face. He was sure that this woman must be an informant, even a messenger.

The small profit of a chicken is also worth the toss of these people, Lin Zeng suddenly regretted coming here to eat, the ghost knows what scraps are added to the meal, garbage oil.

"A live big pheasant, but handed over to your kitchen to help deal with it, in the blink of an eye, it will become a fodder fat chicken with no taste, do you really think I can't eat it?" Lin Zeng asked rhetorically.

"What pheasant, no, what you gave us in the restaurant at that time was an ordinary chicken, I have never seen any pheasant. Are you talking nonsense, do you want to extort money? Let me tell you, the old lady has been running here for more than ten years, and she has never been afraid of anyone at all!" The proprietress of the restaurant was really simple, her eyes rolled white, and the wicked person sued him first, looking reasonable. (To be continued.) )