1000 credits?

Tang Ling took the tube of white paste, the size of a palm, but it was so expensive?

But hunger has made him unable to take care of everything, anyway, Uncle Su Yao should have 1,000 credits, so he should owe it first.

Thinking about it, Tang Ling had already unscrewed the lid of the white nutritional paste, squeezed the nutritional paste into his mouth roughly, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"Tang Ling, the three-star talent of the gene chain, passed the assessment." At the same time, Yangkong also calmly announced Tang Ling's results.

Feilong deliberately glanced at Tang Ling, he didn't seem to have any reaction, he still took a big bite of the nutritional paste, and felt that he was not disappointed with this result.

This makes the Wyvern a little happy, eating is so important? The second assessment didn't consume physical strength, could it be that Su Yao abused him?

But all in all, he likes people who are a little more optimistic, and optimistic people at least... Won't be easily knocked down by this era.

This is the end of the assessment, anyway, no one noticed that Tang Ling paused slightly when he heard the results, was he so bad? Is it the lowest talent among those who enter the first reserve camp?

At this time, the nutritional paste has been eaten, and it has no taste like the nutrient block, but it is much smoother in terms of taste.

Tang Ling didn't mind the taste, he only knew that this nutritional paste was still very magical, and after eating it, it actually relieved his hunger by half, at least giving him the strength to stand up and start thinking.

"This is the end of the examination for admission to the 1st Reserve Battalion. At 7 o'clock tomorrow morning, gather at the old place of Glory Square on time, and those who arrive late will be disqualified. Without any words of congratulations, when Tang Ling walked out of the meter, Feilong directly announced the time of the report, and asked Yangkong to notify the staff and take these teenagers out of the Hall of Glory.

Tang Ling also followed everyone and walked out of this mysterious room in silence.

At this time, the little man Andy swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then whispered to Tang Ling: "If you pass, it is very powerful, the important thing is to get good results in the training camp." ”

Tang Ling smiled at Andy friendly, but there was no loss in his eyes as Andy thought.

Because, when he regained his ability to think, Tang Ling remembered what he saw, was it such a coincidence? In that fog, I walked to the third lock, and the conclusion is that it is a three-star talent? What if you insist on coming to the end, where the ninth black lock is? Isn't it a nine-star talent?

Isn't the nine-star talent very powerful?

And what is the principle of gene chain calculation? Is everyone like themselves, what kind of talent is it to go anywhere? Or is it a talent as long as there is such a lock?

Could there be something wrong?

Tang Ling was fascinated, but he didn't expect that the flying dragon would suddenly stop Tang Ling at this time.

"Looking forward to your performance in the 1st Reserve Battalion." In this sentence, he did not say it to Auston and Yu, who were prominent and talented, nor did he say it to Amir, but he only encouraged Tang Ling.

In his opinion, it was Tang Ling who needed encouragement, and he didn't want Tang Ling to sink like this.

As for eccentricity or not, Wyvern never cared about this kind of problem.

Looking at the flying dragon, Tang Ling remembered his question.

But Tang Ling didn't trust Feilong, he didn't ask anything.

**

Out of the Hall of Glory.

The weather was somewhat gloomy, with sporadic winds and heavy clouds.

But who knows if it will rain?

Anyway, the assessment of entering the first reserve camp has ended, and whether it is successful or unsuccessful needs a relaxation.

The boys and girls dispersed.

Tang Ling also walked to the corner of Glory Square alone, and Su Yao was standing there, towering like a mountain, and it was difficult not to pay attention.

"Passed?" Su Yao asked, squinting his eyes while holding a cigarette.

"Passed." Tang Ling's tone was very calm, and he was not happy to pass at all.

"Hmm." Su Yao responded casually and walked ahead, while Tang Ling followed behind Su Yao.

It was at this time that his loss came to light.

Samsung Gene Chain talent? How far can you go? Even if you try your best to train, will you be able to defeat the black-robed man and take revenge?

No, the enemy still has some people in Safe Zone 17, can they fight against themselves?

In front of everyone, Tang Ling didn't show any concern or loss about the fact that he was at the bottom of his talent, but when he saw Su Yao, for some reason, he couldn't hold back.

Su Yao didn't look back, so he didn't see Tang Ling's expression, he said to himself: "I asked you on purpose, in fact, every time you pass through one, the Hall of Glory will send someone to spread the news to inform the entire security zone." ”

"I just deliberately made you nervous, hahahaha..." Su Yao was very proud and smiled happily.

But what's there to be nervous about passing? Is this thing funny? Tang Ling didn't understand where Su Yao's logic was?

This unfunny joke couldn't alleviate Tang Ling's loss at all.

"Hahaha, you must be angry, right?" Su Yao stopped and suddenly turned around, but what he saw was Tang Ling's lost eyes.

His smile froze, then he retracted, took the cigarette roll with his hand, and took a puff of cigarette: "Say." ”

"I'm only a three-star talent. But I, I saw it, I saw nine..."Tang Ling said a little intermittently, he was a little helpless, and he was a little misunderstood, like a child, carefully prepared a painting, thinking that the painting was very good.

In the end, everyone else laughed and felt very naïve, and said perfunctorily that it would be good to be able to draw it.

Tang Ling is a proud teenager.

More importantly, what does it mean to see nine locks? Does everyone see it? The so-called talent actually means that where you have to go, what do you do?

He was afraid of hearing such an answer in Su Yao's mouth, and he believed that Su Yao must know this.

Uncle Su Yao, he just doesn't have standard armor, and he is also a powerful person like the Purple Moon Warrior.

However, Tang Ling did not finish his words.

As soon as he said this, Su Yao covered his mouth, and then he heard a sentence: "Everything, go back and talk about it." ”

Su Yao's expression was very serious, and the frowning brows were not disappointed, let alone proud, but a kind of anxiety, a kind of worry, and an indescribable sense of pressure enveloped him like a mist.

Tang Ling was a little overwhelmed.

But trust made him not continue to speak, but silently followed behind Su Yao, and strode towards home with him.

Su Yao's speed was fast, which showed his irritability.

Tang Ling had to trot to keep up.

Although he endured it for a long time, Tang Ling still called Su Yao.

Su Yao looked back impatiently: "Didn't I say, don't say anything?" ”

"That, Uncle Su Yao, I owe that examiner 1,000 credits." After saying this, Tang Ling hurriedly answered: "It's impossible to work part-time..."

"I'm X, did you go to the assessment? Or went to float a woman? Su Yao's forehead was bruised, and in anger, he simply pulled Tang Ling's collar and continued to walk in the direction of home with him in great strides.

Tang Ling felt inexplicably panicked, what is a floating woman? Is this serious?