Chapter 8 Persistence
It had been a full thirty minutes since Lu Sheng entered the metamorphosis pool, except for Xue'er outside the hall, who was sitting on the steps and waiting for Lu Sheng with her fingers bored, there were countless other eyes that were also silently watching here.
"Old ghost, this kid really has some ability, even if it is a person from my Source Palace, there are not many people who can last in the transformation pool for half an hour." The familiar hoarse sound rang out in the darkness.
"Where is this? The really hard part is yet to come. The old man's voice sounded softly, and he replied slowly.
"Why, is it possible that you still think that this kid can hold out for an hour." Although it was not clear who was the owner of the voice, it was conceivable that his expression must have been tinged with contempt.
"Huh." The old voice didn't speak, just smiled softly, but the laughter was an answer.
"Okay, I'll see how long this kid can last, I don't believe it, you old ghost Mu didn't look away!"
"Your Majesty, according to the news from Huaxia, that Huaxia kid has been holding out in the Transformation Pool of the Source Hall for half an hour." In a beautiful palace in England, a white man in military uniform half-knelt on a bright red stall and said respectfully to a white-robed man sitting on the throne.
"When will we take care of the affairs of the Source Palace?" The white-robed man sitting on the throne said lightly, although the tone was very soft, but it could be clearly heard that this person's voice exuded an innate nobility.
"But that's one of the births of China in the past 100 years...
"What about the first one?" The white-robed man didn't wait for the white man to finish speaking, then interrupted him: "It's just one more cannon fodder-like character, what's the matter, could it be that the Source Hall can rely on this single adaptor to return to the status they had when the legend was still alive a hundred years ago?" ”
"If you think about it, you know it's impossible, unless this Huaxia ghost persists in the incarnation pool for the same time as the one back then, it's tantamount to a fool's dream!"
"Okay, if there's nothing else to do, let's go down first, if you have this spare time, you should think about how to improve your strength, so that it is the right way to get higher points in the next catastrophe." After the white-robed man was reprimanded, he waved his hand impatiently, signaling the white man to hurry up.
"The subordinates will retire first." was severely reprimanded by his superiors, and the white strong man did not have any resentment on his face, but still left the luxurious palace with a look of respect.
Source Hall, Reincarnation Hall, Transformation Pool.
After soaking in the dark green metamorphosis water for more than half an hour, Lu Sheng realized what was so terrifying about this metamorphosis pool.
After the initial stage of lazy adaptation, the metamorphosis in the pond is no longer as it was at the beginning, and it has no effect on terrestrial biogenesis at all.
The pressure is starting to pick up.
Over time, the dark green metamorphosis water seemed to increase its density, and began to oppress the terrestrial bodies from all directions.
It's like two solid walls squeezing at you at the same time.
But it's not just the wall oppression, the wall oppression is physical, and you can also relieve the pressure a little bit by twisting your body.
But this is liquid, as the saying goes, water is pervasive, and in the metamorphic water of the metabiosis pool, you can't avoid it at all, you can only bear it hard.
But fortunately, this oppression is still within the range of terrestrial life.
"It's not easy to hold on to 90 minutes, depending on the situation."
Lu Chang let out a sigh and closed his eyes, trying not to distract himself.
Before he knew it, Lu Sheng had been holding out in the metamorphosis pool for forty minutes.
"The pressure has been raised another notch."
The sudden pressure made Lu Sheng's body not adapt all at once, and he couldn't help but shake heavily, almost falling in the pool.
Lu Sheng hurriedly exerted force on his waist to stabilize his body. If you fall in the pool at this time, it is definitely a very bad thing.
Anyone who does sports regularly should know that any long-lasting exercise such as long-distance running and skipping rope pays attention to a rhythm. If your rhythm is disrupted, it definitely won't last long.
Lu Sheng's current situation is similar to this reason, he insisted on the pool with his steady rhythmic breathing, the muscles of his body tensed under the pressure of the pool water, and the green tendons under his skin also faintly burst out.
Although the stumbling just now did not fall directly, it undoubtedly had a slight impact on Lu Sheng, making his breathing obviously become a little short.
"Damn, the pressure in this pool has increased faster."
Lu Sheng's face became ugly, after the sudden increase in pressure just now, the pool of water seemed to be addictive, increasing his pressure one after another, constantly rolling and impacting the skin of Lu Sheng's whole body, making his skin inevitably become faintly red.
However, unconsciously, Lu Sheng's body is gradually becoming harder and stronger, and the power hidden in the muscles is also quietly growing.
Fifty minutes!
"Head, Lu Sheng has been holding out in the metamorphosis pool for fifty minutes." In the suburban villa in the United States, the black man still had a cigar in his mouth, and vaguely reported to the man in sunglasses who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window as if he were sinking like water.
"I know that the person we arranged in Huaxia just sent me a message back."
"So what should we do?" The black man walked over to the ashtray on the desk and flicked the ash, then looked at the man in sunglasses and said, "This kid can't be the same person he was back then, right?" ”
"None of us could have predicted the outcome until this little imp came out." The man in sunglasses frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "But the many forces that are concerned about this matter should be completely unable to sit still now."
"Let's not move just yet, and see how they react."
"Wait and see."
"Head, you're playing really well as a fisherman, no wonder you were chosen to be in this position." Although the black man seemed to be a subordinate, his words were quite casual.
The man in sunglasses glanced back at the black man when he heard this, and the black man knew that he had gone too far, so he smiled awkwardly and left the man's office in sunglasses.
At this moment, Lu Sheng, who was immersed in the metamorphosis pool, looked at a quartz clock hanging above his head with his eyes half-open.
The hands on the clock were just over five, less than six, and it was clear that there were still a few minutes left until an hour round.
Lu Sheng was grateful to his roommate who slept in the lower bunk like never before. It's still this guy two years ago in order to train his muscles to make it more convenient for him to soak in the sister paper, he got a fitness card at the gym near the school, but then this kid has not been there because he is addicted to online games.
This is the fulfillment of Lu Sheng, anyway, it would be a waste not to go, Lu Sheng himself has developed the habit of running to the gym when he has nothing to do, and he has trained the muscles in his body in a decent way.
If it hadn't been like this, I'm afraid Lu Sheng wouldn't have been able to hold on until now, maybe he wouldn't have been able to stand it half an hour ago.
"That kid looks like he's going to have to thank him when school starts."
Lu Sheng thought of the work treasure in his bedroom, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, as if the pain caused by the huge pressure on his body had been slightly reduced.
At this moment, the hands on the quartz clock quietly crossed the number six and began to move slowly in the direction of seven.