Chapter 82: The Shape of Sound [Asking for Recommendation Votes!] 】
Rounded planet level 3 chests in rounded rolling.
Xue Wang stared at this round treasure chest, not excited. Although, it can be seen that this treasure chest has been working hard to please Xue Wang.
"Skill: Sound (you will hear the winds from the top of the mountain, the molten roar from the ground, and the sound of civilization sprouting from a desperate situation)."
Xue Wang looked at the skill description, and he summoned the ball.
At this moment, he leaned in, and he really heard the voice.
It was the sound of the waves of the sea, the groaning of the howling of the wind.
This......
Is this equivalent to inserting a sound card?
Xue Wang stared at the ball, the tiny behemoth that was already made up of ten thousand cells, and thought.
He wondered if he could hear the sound of life in action.
As soon as his mind moved, he heard the sound of various nutrients being transported within the cell.
The voice was unusually grandiose and orderly.
Xue Wang was intoxicated by this regular and rhythmic sound, if he knew music, maybe he could write an unprecedented "Song of Cells" at this time.
Unfortunately, he didn't.
But even if he didn't, it wasn't a big deal.
He hummed softly to the rhythm of the rhythm, and he actually felt his whole body begin to tingle.
It's like ...... In the afternoon, the cat lazy under the eaves purred and purred comfortably.
"Crackling, crackling."
His body kept making small sounds, and he knew that his body was undergoing some kind of wonderful change.
However, he didn't know if this change was good or bad for him.
After all, what makes people comfortable isn't necessarily a good thing.
Living in the natural age, the biological instincts cultivated are simply not able to adapt to this restless industrial age.
After all, in primitive times, there were no chemical products that could seriously damage people's health when they could enjoy bliss.
Even if there were, they might have died before the consequences occurred.
However, Xue Wang felt as if what he had encountered was not a bad thing.
The rhythm of the cells of his whole body, under his humming, began to change from chaos to unity.
He stopped humming, but the original fatigue had been swept away, he stood up, and found that he had a feeling of being as light as a swallow as a child.
This reminded him of the days when he was a child, always fantasizing about the days when he could fly.
He pushed open the window, looked at the moon outside the window, looked at the starry sky and said, "Interesting." ”
At this time, a mosquito smelled the smell of blood and flew towards Xue Wang.
Xue Wang hummed the melody, "Biu! "The mosquito actually slipped out of the air and fell to the ground.
This is......
Sonic attack?
Xue Wang looked at the mosquito that had lost its ability to fly because it had lost its ability to vibrate its wings.
Picked up a pencil on the desk, felt its inherent melody, hummed softly, the pencil turned into powder,
This......
Xue Wang suddenly felt as if he had a great ability.
But then again.
I don't know which one is better to use compared to Advent.
The advent is more subtle, and this one is more unrestrained.
However, it is better not to use such a skill to hurt people.
On the contrary, it can help employees strengthen their physical fitness.
They still have six hours of sleep a day, which is too lazy!