In fact, Tang Ling had already woken up from the moment his mouth was covered.

He struggled subconsciously, to no avail.

Although a month of 'devil training', how much more than one or two times the gap between him and his previous self?

It seems that he is still very weak! Tang Ling thought so, but since it was useless to struggle, he let the people carry him with peace of mind, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

"Stinky boy, do you sleep comfortably?" Su Yao was a little annoyed, and in a secluded wood, he threw Tang Ling to the ground.

Tang Ling rubbed his eyes and stretched his waist, in fact, when he subconsciously began to struggle, he had already recognized that the person who came was Su Yao, and he just wanted to show off his training results, such as being able to resist Su Yao a little.

After it turns out that it is in vain, what can you do if you don't hurry up and sleep?

Rubbing his aching buttocks, Tang Ling looked around, it was still on the cliff, the mountain wind was howling, and the temperature difference between day and night was extremely large, and at such a height, the performance was even more obvious.

With a shudder, Tang Ling said to his hand, Su Yao seemed to be about to make a fire, and when he saw Tang Ling's trembling appearance, he sneered and said: "It seems that you stinky boy is not very good, you have been training for a month, and you can't even bear this bit of cold." ”

Tang Ling didn't bother to pay attention to Su Yao, and skillfully rubbed the flint prepared by Su Yao on the side, and said while igniting the sawdust that Su Yao had just gouged out: "It doesn't matter if it's frost-resistant or whatever, even if I am weaker, I will not be reduced to being a thief." ”

"Want to get beaten?" Su Yao raised his eyebrows and skillfully raised the fire.

"My advanced nutrients are back." Tang Ling is not afraid, his nose and face are swollen from being hit by those rotten woods every day, even if he still can't beat Su Yao, his ability to resist beating should be improved, right?

"Huh." Su Yao laughed disdainfully, took out a small iron pot from the backpack he brought, put it on the fire, and unhurriedly took out another bottle of water and poured it into the pot.

Then, in Tang Ling's distressed gaze, he took out the high-grade nutrients and slowly poured them into the pot.

"Why are you diluting my high-grade nutrients?" Tang Ling grinned in pain, God knows if the rising water vapor will take away the active ingredients in the advanced nutrients.

"Where did the dirt buns come from, just this thing, is it worth your distress like this?" Su Yao didn't hesitate to 'trample' Tang Ling, but the movements in his hands were not slow, and he took out several things from his bag one after another, some of which looked like plant rhizomes, and some of which were packed in transparent test tubes, all of which were added to the small iron pot in a daze.

"It's unpalatable." Tang Ling simply squatted aside and started a fire.

The dense forest on the edge of the cliff is unusually quiet, the hazy purple moon seems to be close in front of you, the starry sky is bright, the Milky Way is vast, and the night sky is mysterious and far away.

At the foot of the cliff, the night of Security Zone 17 has not yet fallen silent, the lights of the inner city are flickering, and the candlelight of the outer city is misty and dotted.

The night is beautiful.

Is it just a settlement outside the walls?

Illegible, its color seems to have blended in with the forest of the sub-harness, and in the night it is a dark green that is close to black.

Don't worry about the vitality of the bushes, after more than a month, they must be regrowing again.

But what about the people who once lived there? Among those figures who work day and night to survive, there are also mothers-in-law and sisters.

Tang Ling didn't dare to look any further, lowered his head, and was very silent.

Su Yao may know, but he doesn't pay attention to it, and he is even more insolent, he really doesn't need comfort.

There was a 'clang' sound in the iron pot, and the water with the mess of miscellaneous items was boiling.

Su Yao took out a paper bag, took out a piece of third-level fierce beast meat from it, tore it up and threw it into the pot.

It was Tang Ling's third-level fierce beast meat, and it was taken away by Su Yao since the first assessment.

The exposed third-level fierce beast meat was no longer suitable for Tang Ling to keep by himself.

"Now, you learn a special way to eat with me." Su Yao suddenly spoke.

Tang Ling listened carefully.

"This method is a lost ancient method, but for special reasons, it has reappeared again, and with specific postures and special techniques, it can speed up the peristalsis of the stomach and intestines." Su Yao briefly explained this eating method.

"What's that for?" Tang Ling asked.

"Faster and better absorption!" Su Yao lit a cigarette roll, and then continued: "For food, the stomach and intestines need a certain amount of time to digest, if you can absorb it faster and better, and convert it into nutrients for the body, it means efficiency. ”

"Think about it, if someone else can only eat five meals a day, and their digestion utilization rate is less than 60 percent. You can eat ten meals a day, and your digestive utilization rate reaches 80 percent. How much does this improve itself over time? ”

"Then why not 100 percent? Eat twenty meals? Tang Ling raised his head and asked.

"Isn't it cheap?" Su Yao kicked Tang Ling away.

It wasn't until Tang Ling 'climbed' back that he explained: "Everything is gradual, you just need to practice this method to proficiency, and then cooperate with the overall improvement of the body, for example, the stomach and intestines are also strong to a certain point." ”

"So, even if you digest all your, who can object?" Su Yao took a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and said seriously.

Tang Ling was speechless! He has no interest in digesting.

The firelight was warm, and the iron pot above the fire was still boiling the 'messy' soup.

But Tang Ling was already learning new eating methods from Su Yao.

Eight weird postures, you also need to experience the peristalsis of your own intestines, through your own control of external muscles, slight shaking, and then affect the peristalsis of the stomach and intestines, which is very simple to say, but in fact it is difficult to practice.

The instinct for precision plays a huge role at this time.

It allowed Tang Ling to easily observe the details of these eight weird postures, and he did it very well the first time.

The powerful spiritual power also had an effect, which allowed Tang Ling to feel the peristalsis of his stomach and intestines relatively easily, and he could quickly understand which part of the muscles were shaking and could speed up the peristalsis of the stomach.

In addition, learning such a method, mere imitation, is obviously not enough.

To comprehend its principles through comprehension can help in-depth learning, and Tang Ling's comprehension seems to be performing well.

Su Yao didn't have any look of appreciation on his face, as if Tang Ling's performance was a matter of course.

But in his heart, he had already scolded bitterly, 'Damn, why did it take three days for Lao Tzu to barely pose when he was a beginner?' ’