Chapter 16: The Truth of the Doom!
"I see!"
The question that was entrenched in Gu Qingsheng's heart suddenly unraveled.
The reason why Chen Mo did not appear in his simulation was that he went abroad.
Gu Qingshang suddenly frowned.
If someone told me that the end was coming, I wouldn't believe it.
"How can I get him to believe me?"
She racked her brains and thought.
Judging from the current simulation of a gradual rampaging situation, the psychopathic version of himself still can't survive, and it may be difficult to change it on his own.
If there is Chen Mo, maybe there will be some improvement.
Although the two have not been in contact for a long time, through these two days of getting along, combined with those classic movies, it is already clear what kind of person they are.
"A man who truly possesses wisdom."
Emotional intelligence, IQ, far above yourself!
Just like the conversation just now, I once again had the feeling of meeting a confidant.
Although it is very likely that Chen Mo will still not survive, he still wants to do something for Chen Mo, even if he lives one more day, he can be regarded as repaying this kindness.
"There's still time, you can come step by step, and find a way to make you believe me tonight!"
"I must save you!"
Gu Qingshang once again began to look forward to tonight's simulation.
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The room was so quiet that even the sound of breathing disappeared.
Chen Mo's eyes were closed, he stood straight, and his right hand rested on the cold hilt of the ancient sword without moving.
In his mind, there was a seemingly thin, but in fact sharp figure, standing proudly in it, drawing his sword out of its sheath with an extremely slow movement.
The slender wrist moves from the left span, creating a near-perfect arc in front of the body, followed by a circle of half-moon cold light with a larger range.
Then turn your wrist and sheath your sword.
Although the whole movement is slow, it is extremely smooth and natural.
Chen Mo thought about it over and over again, looking at it very carefully, from how the fingers holding the sword were placed, to the contraction of the muscles when swinging, every detail had to be carefully savored.
It wasn't until his body began to tremble that he slowly opened his eyes.
At this time, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.
After resting for a few minutes, the room in his field of vision no longer shaky, and he turned his gaze to the huge projection hanging on the wall on the right.
In the picture is the surveillance video of Li Xitong practicing swords.
The image quality is not good after enlargement, but after editing and adjustment, it can barely be seen.
After watching it dozens of times, a cup of protein powder slowly bottomed out.
Chen Mo closed his eyes again.
When the body began to tremble again, a smile finally appeared on his face.
"Today is a bit of a substantial gain."
A little physical bonus does not bring a significant increase in actual strength, but it can be said that the effect is significant for the talent of chronic son.
As long as you don't slow down your movements, you will hardly feel tired after a simple rest.
Of course, this is limited to the body.
Chen Mo felt the changes in his body and spirit and came to a conclusion.
"Chronic children consume the body and spirit, maybe the proportion of the spiritual station is a little more."
The physical exhaustion recovers quickly, but after a few times, the mental exhaustion becomes more pronounced.
He knew very well that he did not have any advantage over the chosen sons of Gu Qingshang and Li Xitong who had a system.
What can be done now is to work far beyond them.
Today's harvest is the best proof of this!
Chen Mo understands human nature very well, and the simpler things he gets, the more people tend to care.
There is a high probability that Gu Qingshang will not delve into the actual use scenarios of chronic children.
Li Xitong also didn't really study what a perfect sword draw is.
With the same talent, being really attentive and feeling attentive are two different things.
Chen Mo had only seen the time for drawing the sword Extreme Realm system panel for a few hours, but he had already found a way to grow rapidly.
Draw your sword perfectly!
Li Xitong relied on accidental inspiration to complete it once.
If nothing else, it's the one in the projection.
Because only this time the sword was drawn, even if it was slowed down to the limit of bearability, there was no place for condensation.
The rest of the sword draw does not need to be slow, and the slow play that comes with the projection can see the unnatural place.
If Li Xitong is willing to put in the effort to study the training video, he will not only trigger a perfect sword draw.
Chen Mo doesn't know swords, but the martial arts he has cooperated with in filming over the years are all top in the industry, and it is definitely not possible to do it yourself, but it is easy to pick thorns.
And now, with the blessing of the Chronicler, he believes that he will soon find the perfect feeling of drawing his sword and turn it into muscle memory.
Time flies, and when a system prompt appears in front of him, Chen Mo stopped drawing his sword.
He quickly washed his face and headed over to the workbench.
Just when he was halfway through a bottle of Red Bull and his mind was calm, his eyes became solemn and he closed his eyes again.
γStart Simulation ......γ
[At six o'clock in the morning on June 30, the fog fell as scheduled at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel. γ
The usual opening appeared in two visions separated by only a wall at the same time, but the expressions were very different.
You killed you. γ
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and a muffled sound could be faintly heard next door.
The simulation continues, and new simulation information appears apparently faster than the last time.
[You were prepared for the end of the world, and found the unconscious Li Xitong as soon as possible, and brought her back to the hotel's improvised shelter. γ
[Two hours later, Li Xitong woke up, and it dawned on her that she called you a prophet. γ
[You lied that you had a memory problem and didn't know who you were, but you could see some information about the future, and you told Li Xitong the necessary information about the end of the world, and Li Xitong didn't seem surprised when he learned about it. γ
[You noticed what Li Xitong knew, but she didn't explain it to you. γ
[You perceive that Li Xitong does not fully trust you. γ
[Li Xitong began to draw his sword, you have become stronger. γ
[On the second day, you instructed Li Xitong, and you became much stronger. γ
Seeing this, Chen Mo's eyelids trembled slightly, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.
[On the third day, you gave Li Xitong advice, and Li Xitong's favorability of you doubled. γ
[On the fourth day, you instructed Li Xitong, and Li Xitong felt that you were unfathomable. γ
[On the fifth day, you instructed Li Xitong, and you became much stronger. γ
[Day 6......]
[On the ninth day, Li Xitong no longer needs to be pointed, and remains optimistic about the end of the world, she has told you the news about the origin of the end of the world. γ
The origin of the apocalypse!
Chen Mo opened his eyes suddenly, and his long-honed big heart couldn't help but speed up again.
Li Xitong really knows!
I remember that Li Xitong said when he first appeared in the simulation that the end is likely to be just a large-scale disaster, but since he believes that the end will come, he naturally has to believe in the end simulation system.
The simulation is the end of the world, and that must be the end of the world.
Otherwise, all speculation is not true.
But it is not excluded that the end of the world is a process, starting from the Qin capital and gradually spreading into the end of the entire world.
Countless thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, and the long moment was finally broken by new analog information.
[You learned that the Xuanling Bureau had discovered the traces of the Doomsday Fog more than ten days ago, but the Xuanling Bureau focused on Yelang City. γ
"Night!"