Chapter 42: Passivity

"Yang Yun has entered the 'rift'."

No matter how strong Yang Yun's strength is, no matter how powerful his move is, it is impossible to vaporize all the seawater in the entire Pacific Ocean. When the sea water poured back, the vacuum area blown out by the energy ball and the wormhole deep in the sea floor were re-buried, and a figure also appeared above the sea level.

It was Zhao Yingkong, who had been having a low sense of existence since the group meeting, but she appeared here at this moment. The assassin girl first used the energy in her body to restore her hair to its original dry appearance, and then felt the communicator in her hand.

Zhao Yingkong, who was quite confident in his own strength, did not expect that Yang Yun's blow just now would have such a large impact. Even when the overwhelming waves hit together with the turquoise light, Zhao Yingkong, who had fled quickly in the opposite direction from the moment the energy ball in Yang Yun's hand condensed, still did not have the aftermath of being able to completely get out of the attack range. Although she was not injured by the extreme distance, she had no time to take care of her image, and it was inevitable that her hair would be wet by the curled seawater.

"You don't seem to have followed my advice."

Before Zhao Yingkong could press the communicator, Chu Xuan's figure automatically appeared on the screen. The man with an indifferent face first looked at the tips of Zhao Yingkong's hair that were still steaming on the top of his head, and then turned his gaze back: "But looking at your appearance, you are not injured, then there is no problem...... What happened? ”

“…… This attack didn't hurt me. ”

Zhao Yingkong, who knew that Chu Xuan had seen her true situation, gritted her teeth secretly, her fingers holding the communicator were slightly forced, and she said coldly to Chu Xuan on the other end: "Just now, Yang Yun floated into the air and threw a blue-green energy ball with a diameter of nearly 100 meters downward, exploding the road to the bottom of the sea. ”

"Well, it seems to be the most normal large-area energy attack, and this should be his experiment with his newfound power. And this kind of large-scale clearance attack is just right for the current situation. ”

Chu Xuan on the other side of the screen nodded, he looked at some data that could not be seen from Zhao Yingkong's angle, and quickly typed something on the keyboard: "Regarding the specific energy index and the corresponding data, it has been automatically transmitted back to me." And in the time I was just talking, I had already built a rough model. ”

As he spoke, Chu Xuan made a rotating motion, allowing the other party on the other end of the screen to see the explosion model he had built. That happened to be the picture that Zhao Yingkong had seen before, a ball of energy was thrown down by Yang Yun in mid-air, and it rose in the wind, eventually causing a huge explosion that swept everything around.

"Compress, release. Although the principle of this move was not complicated, the level of subtlety in mastering such an amazing energy and using it for his own use was something that Yang Yun could not achieve before. ”

Chu Xuan also stared at the reappearance of Yang Yun's move, but what he looked at was more of the data analysis displayed on the microcomputer: "If he uses it on land, he should be able to directly blow up a city...... This destructive ability is something that can only be done after the fourth-order genetic lock is activated. ”

- There was a silence that was a little awkward, but not so awkward.

"It seems that Yang Yun has recognized the problems that exist in him, he has crossed that threshold and has the same strength as Zheng Zhe."

In the end, it was Zhao Yingkong who took the initiative to speak, the emotions in her tone were indistinguishable, and she didn't know if she was happy for Yang Yun's progress, or if she had other meanings: "Your second backhand seems to be useless." ”

"Unexpectedly, purely in terms of potential, Yang Yun was the third order that he unlocked before entering the world where the god of death came. If I don't care about the training and battle he has returned to the cursed world, I can regard his and Zheng Zha's lock-picking speed as the same level, that is, the four worlds unlock the third-order genetic lock. ”

On the other side of the communicator, the environment where Chu Xuan was located was not so quiet, and the roars of monsters sounded from time to time. However, Chu Xuan's expression in the laboratory was still calm: "Yang Yun has long had the potential to break through the fourth order, and now I just let him recognize himself again and trigger this potential." After all, what he has learned is often more valuable than what others tell him. ”

"Yang Yun's footsteps should not stop here, whether it is the accumulation of strength or the state of mind along the way, it is enough to let him go further. The fourth-order genetic lock alone should never be his end. ”

"Maybe you should say that to his face." Listening to Chu Xuan's statement of the fourth-order gene lock so lightly, as if it was within reach, Zhao Yingkong said coldly: "Yang Yun will not like this kind of method similar to deception and persecution, and any normal human will not like it...... From what I know about him, when we're all back in the main god space, he'll punch you in the face for what you've done in this horror movie. ”

"Even so, I don't care. I have always never hidden my style, and on the basis of ensuring the safety of my team members, as long as I can achieve the corresponding goal, it does not matter what the means are. ”

Chu Xuan didn't care about Zhao Yingkong's prickly words, he said lightly: "Most of the time, people will know what to do better because of the morals and values they have always upheld, but they will cower and stop moving, unwilling to pierce that layer of window paper. And at such times, all they need is a reason, or even an excuse that can convince them. ”

And Yang Yun was too suppressed by his own rationality, and he was too deeply bound by the past things, so that he was unwilling to follow his own nature and chose to live more freely...... In other words, he has always lived more than just for himself. ”

Zhao Ying let out a noncommittal "um", although she didn't care much on the surface, she was still listening to Chu Xuan's next words: "Since Yang Yun entered the main god space, he has always been alive under the impetus of 'responsibility' and 'desire to survive'. It's a crisis, it's his motivation, but at the same time there's a lot of complexity, and it's driven by these unspeakable reasons that make him burst out with amazing energy...... And now, I'm just pushing everything to happen again. ”

"That's why I chose you as Yang Yun's observer, and formulated a corresponding second-hand plan, in order to maximize Yang Yun's potential. After all, he needed a reason to explode, and ......"

Before Chu Xuan finished his words, Zhao Yingkong on the other side of the communicator pressed the button to cut off the communication. As the screen went black, the young man was not angry, but just whispered unfinished words......

"Judging from past performance, there is a 79% probability that Yang Yun is more of a 'passive' type." (End of chapter)