Whenever the breath from the abdominal cyclone poured into Ling Tao's limbs, he could feel an inexplicable sense of comfort, as if every cell in his body was cheering, just like the feeling of returning to his mother's arms, making people nostalgic and reluctant to leave this feeling.

Ling Tao is not a scientist, he doesn't understand how this feeling comes from, and he doesn't understand what kind of state this feeling is, but he knows that when this feeling is over, he can get unexpected benefits.

The white beads, which he believed to be an advanced version of the source liquid, contained a mysterious aura that was more than ten times stronger than the source liquid, but the cyclone in his abdomen seemed to be not interested in this mysterious aura, and all of them were replenished to him.

The mysterious aura that melted into the limbs and bones didn't last long, only a little more than a minute, and after it was over, Ling Tao was still reminiscing about that feeling, wanting to continue forever.

"It's a pity that this kind of mysterious aura is still too little, it would be nice if it could continue like this forever, but people can't be too greedy, being able to get away with killing the Black Eagle and getting so many benefits is already a creation", lying on the bed, Ling Tao sighed in his heart as he recalled his previous feelings.

Thinking of the huge black eagle, Ling Tao felt that even if he faced the black eagle in his current state, in the case of no powerful firearms and weapons in his hands, there would still be a dead and lifeless ending, which was not at all a situation that manpower could compete with at this stage, and he could only outwit it, not fight with strength.

"If that white bead is really an advanced version of the source liquid, according to the division of the source liquid, this white bead should increase the person's reaction ability," Ling Tao said to himself with a move in his heart.

Then, he reached out and pulled out the military thorn from his boot, stabbing it out like lightning in the dark, not seeing the light, not hearing the sound, but Ling Tao could feel that the speed of his shot was very fast, much faster than when he was training before today, it was a feeling of being free and dripping, just like typing on a keyboard, someone was clumsy, always slow, and he was like the kind of person who was fast typing, he was dripping and dripping, without any clumsy feeling, it was completely instinctive.

"Actually, whether it's strength, or' Physique', or speed and reflexes, each increase a little, converted into combat effectiveness is a great improvement, simply increase each one, the development can extend a variety of combat methods, such as simply increasing strength, you can use power to use heavy weapons, or once a single soldier can not use firearms, or hand-to-hand combat, no matter which one is extremely strong, physique, because of good endurance, recovery fù fast, suitable for long-distance running long-term combat, can operate mechanical things for a long time, such as chariots, etc., is also an extremely powerful way of fighting, speed needless to say, with extremely fast speed, Able to shorten the distance between the enemy, long-range attack, safe and effective, whether it is with a bow and arrow or a firearm, it is a very strong way of fighting, not to mention the ability to react, whether it is to operate a variety of machinery or firearms, or to fight in close combat, tossing and turning between square inches, dancing on the tip of the knife, deducing a gorgeous way of fighting, every way to improve, as long as you use your brain, can extend countless ways of fighting, and what am I? The overall improvement, although balanced, but every direction is not outstanding, what kind of combat style should I choose? Human energy is limited, I can't try everything, once I want to develop in an all-round way, I will only end up in a situation where everything is mediocre......".

Because of the increase in his physique, Ling Tao thought a lot about his future fighting method, which was very important, he must not be sloppy, it was related to his survival, and he had to plan in advance.

People who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries, and it is better to plan early than to be ignorant when things come to an end.

With such an idea in his heart, although he can't be sure at once for the time being, he won't seem so confused at this time.

The pitch-black military thorn kept stabbing out in his hand, just one hand, or a straight stab and a backhand stab, when his reaction ability increased, he felt that a small military thorn, in a square inch, he could play a lot of tricks.

The general thorn was put away, he entered the dream with satisfaction, in the dream, he dreamed that he arrived in S City by train, entered the university, and lived the life of an ordinary college student, and then studied, failed the course, played games, fell in love, and then waited until he graduated, only to find that he had been ignorant for a few years, and when he began to look for a job, a tiger suddenly appeared at the door of the company he applied for, and then, he was scared to wake up .......

When he woke up, he found that the sky was just cloudy, and immediately smiled bitterly: "It would be good if it was really like that, ordinary life, but there is no need to be afraid every day, every day I don't know if I can live the next day, and I calculate the ......."

Many things, only after the loss of the precious, some people are unwilling to live an ordinary life, but when they are really in the life of swords and swords, they know how happy the ordinary life is.

Wake up, the routine practice of the project every morning and evening, since discovering the magic of the abdominal cyclone, Ling Tao feels that he is improving every day, although the improvement is not much, but at least it is better than standing still.

The practice of military boxing lasts longer, the body bears the greater load brought by military boxing, the effect of exercise is better, the action of swinging the sword is faster and more stable, the angle of use of the military stab dagger is more tricky and faster, and the accuracy of the bow and arrow after shooting has been improved, in short, now Ling Tao himself feels a little incredible, compared to himself who left home, is this still himself?

No one can say what life will become in the next moment, just like Ling Tao didn't know that he just went to school and would become what he is now.

On this day, he did not routinely take the villagers of Zhoujia Village out to hunt mutant beasts, but let them go out by themselves, without his lead, the villagers seemed to have lost their backbone, only went out five times a day, and the casualties after the end were obviously several times higher than the previous few days, three people died on this day, four were seriously injured, and more than ten were lightly injured.

Although he couldn't bear to see the villagers get hurt, Ling Tao couldn't stay here for the rest of his life, he was always leaving, he could only comfort, but he didn't do much.

On this day, Ling Tao did not absorb the life energy of the mutant beast corpse brought back by the villagers, except for wanting the villagers to eat the meat of the mutant beast and gradually change their physique, Ling Tao knew that absorbing the life energy of these mutant beasts would improve him very little, unless it was a powerful mutant beast like Black Eagle.

The next day was the same, Ling Tao stayed in the school to practice his various skills, and did not take the villagers out, but with the adaptation of the first day, the villagers' casualties were reduced.

On the third day, Ling Tao divided the villagers into two groups, in different directions, and then the villagers came back safely, but the results of this day were too little, less than half of the usual.

The fourth day was the same, but the villagers made progress.

In fact, by this time, the entire village of Zhoujia Village had been almost looted by the villagers, and going out was just to clear the surrounding mutant beasts and practice the experience of fighting with mutant beasts.

In the past few days, Ling Tao's abnormal behavior, the villagers have seen it, vaguely guessed something, and did not bother Ling Tao, but every time he went out, he would glance at Ling Tao, who was practicing desperately alone.

School, the highest floor of the teaching building, Zhou Taigong stood here with a few old people who had relatively the right to speak in the village, looking at Ling Tao, who was sweating like rain and constantly waving his sword, and sighed: "This day, it's finally here."

"He came to us by accident, this place does not belong to him, he always has to go", someone on the side said helplessly.

"Yes, he came here by chance, so that the hundreds of desperate people in the village could survive, and he still had the courage and hope to live, but he never belonged here, even the most beautiful Zhou Xiaohua in the village felt unworthy of him, and we had no reason to keep him", someone laughed.

"Uncle, you say, will he come back here to see us in the future?" The old man with gray hair asked Mrs. Zhou.

"Yes, he will definitely come back to see us, he is not a ruthless and unrighteous person, although this is only a place where he stays for a short time, but there is a trace of his thoughts", Zhou Taigong said with great certainty.

The others didn't speak, just looked at Ling Tao, who was sweating like rain below, with deep reluctance in their eyes.

After a while, Zhou Taigong sighed and said: "To have this intersection with him can be regarded as our creation, I can have a hunch that this child must be a big man in the future, we can't help him anything, we can only silently bless him in our hearts, by the way, are all the things prepared for him ready?"

"Uncle, don't worry, since I had a premonition that he was going to leave a few days ago, I have been preparing according to your instructions, and I have prepared the last thing before today, and I will give it to him when he opens his mouth to leave", someone on the side nodded.

"Well, he may not tell us when he leaves, and when it gets dark, we'll send it to him," Zhou Taigong thought about and said.

The others were stunned for a moment, and then they all nodded thoughtfully.

"Taigong, is Mr. Ling leaving?" It was at this time that someone came here and asked.

"Zhou Lin? What do you want to do"? Hearing the voice, Zhou Taigong frowned and said with some displeasure, There are more than ten people who came, but the leader was Zhou Lin's ......, whose right hand was cut off by Ling Tao.

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