What are the benefits of course? I should be a little stronger.

Regarding this, Tang Ling discovered it when he was trotting before - his speed became faster, so his face changed at that time.

However, this feeling was subtle. In that situation at that time, Tang Ling could not verify it, let alone know how much stronger he had become.

At this time, he just wanted to return to the barrier of hope quickly, actually verify it, and then use accurate instinct to get the most accurate answer.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling was still a little excited. Obviously, Wolf's powerful performance once again stimulated his yearning for power.

For Tang Ling himself, he was not afraid that others were much stronger than him, but that his pursuit of power would easily come to an end.

Just like the pre-civilized humans, the boxing champion "Sen Tai" they recognized, at its peak, the 800 kilograms of punch was almost approaching the limit of human beings at that time.

Thinking about it this way is quite boring for Tang Ling, although the humans in the pre-civilized areas pay more attention to the external power brought by technology than their own development.

The sweet fragrance that seemed to be there was still in the air, and after Wolf shouted, he paused for less than three minutes before suddenly leaving the battlefield.

Tang Ling, who had quietly climbed to the top of the slope, naturally saw the leaving "meteor", but he did not think that Wolf's call had not been responded to. After all, the strong have their dignity. If he did not get a certain tacit answer, how could he leave silently?

After Tang Ling climbed over the top of the slope, he had already become directly "presented". The beasts, corpses and mutant insects that were crazy about siege against Wan Energy Stone actually showed a lazy and drowsy look, and then they all dispersed around.

This shocked Tang Ling. What kind of means is this? He can still control the "enemy" on this battlefield. If it were hope that the barriers mastered such means, what would it mean?

On the battlefield, twenty Ziyue soldiers responsible for protecting Wan Energy Stone also stopped, and each stood around Wan Energy Stone with weapons on their backs.

They did not chase and kill the departing "enemy". I think this so-called sleepiness also made these "enemy" instinctively feel danger before they left. If they take the opportunity to kill at this time, it would really trigger a war.

Faced with such a result, the barriers to hope once again burst into cheers, and Wolf's majesty as the city lord undoubtedly deepened a little more in people's hearts.

But Tang Ling was thinking, is this situation related to the feeling of sweetness in the air?

This should be the only explanation. The ability to stop such a war instantly must rely on control means.

If it is really the same as I inferred, then how terrible are the enemies facing the No. 17 safe zone? How precarious is this situation?

Besides, he seemed to be trapped in it... Tang Ling carefully analyzed various clues. Although he could not get the truth, he had a vague connection with the opponents in the No. 17 safety zone, which is certain.

A sense of crisis and a huge sense of crisis were deeply implanted in Tang Ling's heart. He must strive to quickly improve himself in a limited time.

At this time, many searchlights in the warehouse area were turned off, and the war had ended. I believe the task of the warehouse area would be declared failure, and the searchlights would have no effect when they remained there.

The surroundings became dark again, and Tang Ling also stood up under the cover of the night. He couldn't wait to give it a try, and he had grown a little more time this time.

This steep low slope is undoubtedly the best test site.

It is close to the crack. If it sprints at its limit speed, it must use extremely strong control to stabilize the body so that it will not fall into the crack. This method not only tests speed, but also obviously a huge test for nerve response ability.

Tang Ling has great confidence in his nerve response speed. His long-standing distress is that he has never been able to calculate it very much.

"That's it. Although it is not as accurate as the instrument's calculation of nerve response speed, it can also obtain a general concept." Tang Ling thought so, then took a deep breath.

Facing the whistling evening breeze, he rushed down the steep hillside at his most extreme speed.

At the extreme speed, the vertical height of the hill is about fifty meters, and the slope line distance according to the simplest Pythagorean theorem, the roughest calculation will probably not exceed 70 meters, not to mention that the hill is so steep that it is almost vertical.

Tang Ling sprinted to the bottom of the slope in less than 3 seconds.

The accurate instinct has already informed Tang Ling of the most accurate data. He took 2.2 seconds to run over a distance of 62 meters, and now his speed of 100 meters has reached an astonishing 3.55 seconds.

When it was calculated for the first time, Tang Ling's running distance per second was 18.18 meters.

A piece of ferocious beast meat, coupled with training and growth in the First Preparatory Camp, increased Tang Ling's running distance by nearly one-third, about 24 meters per second.

Nowadays, through less rigorous calculations, the distance of running per second reaches 28.18 meters. Even if the impact of acceleration is excluded from the steep slope, the difference in the distance of this running will not exceed 1 meter.

After all, the acceleration is affected by time, and it only took 2.2 seconds to rush down.

Can the improvement brought by a crystal be so great? Or did you mix it up after a big battle and also help bring some improvements?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Tang Ling's mind. At such a limit of speed, he had to control his body as soon as possible and then stop.

Out of confidence in himself, Tang Ling chose the closest place to the crack in the steep slope, with the bottom of the slope being only a little more than 1 meter away from the crack.

"Brush", just when there was less than 60 cm away from the crack, Tang Ling stopped perfectly. Because the pause was too fast, the sound of breaking the wind sounded beside him.

This result made Tang Ling extremely satisfied. If he had followed his former level, he would probably have to reach the edge of the crack in order to barely stabilize his body.

However, Tang Ling didn't have time to be happy. At this moment, the crack that made people feel extremely uncomfortable suddenly emitted a small vibration.

Tang Ling's body, which had just stopped, shook unconsciously a few times, and staggered towards the crack for two steps before barely stabilizing his body.

At this time, Zi Yue seemed to have become more hazy.

Tang Ling half-kneeled, supported her body with one hand, and was about to stand up.

The wind became more gentle and gently blew through the entire crack.

Suddenly, the crack swayed slightly again, and a huge face stretched out from the crack, facing Tang Ling, who subconsciously looked up and wanted to see what was happening.

Time seemed to be still for a moment.

As long as Tang Ling was awake, her brain, which was filled with various thoughts and data calculations, had a brief blank.

"What?" This is the only thought in Tang Ling's mind. The face in front of him... The face in front of him!! Is it a human? A corpse man?

None of them! It does not have the gray-white eyes unique to the corpse. Besides, except for the eyes and decay, the whole appearance of the corpse is still obvious.

The face in front of me can only be said to be similar to humans, but it is not humans at all.

Tang Ling just turned her eyes, and the face he faced also turned her eyes...

The next moment, Tang Ling no longer looked at the face carefully, but instead swooped towards the face in this half-kneeling position.

His head hit the front teeth of the giant face, but at the same time, he never used the one hanging around his waist. He also held the remaining grenade in his hand, and bit off the pull-up ring and stuffed it into the mouth of the giant face.

"Damn it, I'm scared." Tang Ling rolled over and rolled towards the side. Her rapidly changing posture, even if Tang Ling had such excellent control over her body, she could only barely control the direction.

He almost fell into the crack, but finally barely stabilized his body.

At this moment, the giant face emitted a strong vibration, and flesh and blood mixed with sharp teeth burst out from the mouth...

The flesh and blood were strangely orange-red, flying everywhere, and as soon as it landed, it made a "ziz" sound, like a spark falling on the ground.

A few of the drops inevitably sputtered on Tang Ling's body, and in an instant, they burned a few small holes into Tang Ling's conventional combat uniform.

It was also at this moment that the giant face turned his head and looked at Tang Ling again, with a huge anger in his eyes.

"I'm not dead?" Tang Ling was incredible. He got up almost without thinking and ran in another direction.

The crack kept shaking slightly behind Tang Ling. Tang Ling didn't look back at all. He thought with his butt, he knew that it must be the giant-faced monster that crawled out.

"Tang Ling, Tang Ling..." At this moment, Tang Ling heard someone calling his name behind him.

Damn, I'm so famous? I just crawled out of the crack and knew me if I just crawled out of the crack.

Tang Ling had a furious scalp, but he actually didn't want to be so unfriendly. As soon as he met, he would "reward" a giant-faced monster with a grenade.

No matter what, should I say hello?

But Tang Ling couldn't explain why. When he saw the giant face, an instinctive disgust and hostility came from his bones.

"Tang Ling, Tang..." The voice behind him was still calling Tang Ling's name, which was already a bit tired and weak.

But why is it a little familiar?

In more than three seconds, Tang Ling had already run away for a while, and the voice behind her was obviously weaker, but this familiarity made Tang Ling feel entangled in her heart, and he couldn't help but look back.

"What the hell!" Tang Ling couldn't help but shout, and with the moonlight, he could see that most of the giant-faced monster's body had crawled out of the crack, but it was probably because he was injured too seriously and could not hold on.

So it hangs strangely on the edge of the crack, and its hot blood scatters everywhere, causing huge mist to evaporate around its corpse.

In this hazy mist, Tang Ling vaguely saw something struggling on the monster's huge back.

If you guess well, the sound came from something that the monster was carrying.

"Monster's cub?" Tang Ling swallowed, making such a guess in his heart, but also stopped.

Should we take the risk of capturing this suspected monster back to the barrier of hope? Maybe it has great research value.

When Tang Ling, the action-oriented, thought this way, he had actually walked towards the monster carefully.

He was sure that he didn't know any monster with a cub. It was probably the cub's special abilities. After all, in this era, all kinds of messy special abilities are not lacking.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, with a strong scent of sulfur and extremely high temperatures.

Tang Ling endured the pungent smell and uncomfortable temperature and had once again approached the giant-faced monster's corpse.

Here, the fog became thicker and almost couldn't see the five fingers. Tang Ling had a great eye and could only vaguely see the vague position of the cub on the back of the monster's shriveled corpse.

With a wave of his hand, Tang Ling bit the wolf and grabbed it in his hand. After thinking about it, he changed it to a finger tiger.

Perhaps the living monster cub is more valuable, and he doesn't think he is reckless. After all, how powerful can a monster that is easily blown to death by a grenade? What's more, its cub?

Thinking of this, Tang Ling determined his position again, howled, rushed over, grabbed the shadow that was still struggling and started beating hard.

"Ah, damn..."

"You can still learn from humans to curse people?" Tang Ling's fist fell like raindrops.

"I x, Tang Ling, you..."

"You call grandpa's name? Monster Cub?" Tang Ling was so vicious that he didn't refuse, just thinking that this monster Cub was too hard, so why did he punch a lot and he was still jumping around.

But Tang Ling was not worried at all. There was such a huge fog and such a big abnormal movement here. I hope that the barriers would soon send people to investigate. Before that, Tang Ling wanted to grab the first prize, right? Catch a monster cub with the ability of "parrot".
To be continued...