"I don't know if there is any food supplement in my dreams. Otherwise, using dreams to digest food is also a way. After all, the time flow rate in the dream is very different from the real world, which is an advantage that can be used." Sweat beads emerged from Tang Ling's body, and then flowed into streams of thin streams, slowly dripping on the ground.

But Tang Ling seemed to have ignored these things and continued to speed up the digestion according to the food practice taught by Su Yao.

Every move is actually like pulling himself in a severe and painful state, but Tang Ling has become accustomed to the energy of the third-level ferocious beast meat, and the second-level ferocious beast meat is much gentler than that.

Therefore, Tang Ling can still retain the energy of thinking and calculate what to do.

The energy provided by the second-level ferocious beast meat of about two taels is equivalent to one-twentieth of the third-level ferocious beast meat of the same weight through precise instinct fuzzy sensing. It seems that the gap brought by one level is also extremely huge. From these subtle data, can we also calculate the gap in strength between ferocious beasts?

Because of this gap, the time for digesting these two taels and two-level ferocious beasts to come faster than expected.

When Tang Ling broke free from the "weak period", it only took eleven minutes.

Tearing off his clothes, Tang Ling glanced at the "countdown" on his arm. There were 18 minutes left from now until he officially fell asleep. There was no feeling of complete fullness from his body or seeds, so...

Thinking of this, Tang Ling grabbed another handful of the second-level ferocious beast meat and it was a little more than before, but Tang Ling did not dare to take risks. This handful of ferocious beast meat was only about 120 grams.

It was still chewed quickly and then swallowed it into the belly.

Then he began to repeat the "eating technique", and the huge pain instantly wrapped Tang Ling again.

If the Raptors team members are here, they will understand where Tang Ling's strength comes from. Such pain is the limit once. Even the Leicester Silverback Giant Bear, a king beast that is several times stronger than humans, was defeated, but Tang Ling didn't even breathe, and "tortured" himself again and again.

But Tang Ling didn't care. What he cared more about was the problem he thought of just now, using the time advantage of dreams to quickly improve himself.

This is not completely unfeasible.

As long as the dream world does not start killing as soon as it enters, and it will continue from the beginning to the end, then there will definitely be extra time to do this.

Third, the dream world is reflected in reality. For example, whether it is injury or death, it will reflect the real projection in reality. But is this level completely realistic? If so, this thing is really feasible.

This time, in order to bring the weapon in, and subconsciously to supplement it, Tang Ling deliberately brought all the second-level ferocious beast meat on his body.

If five kilograms of second-level ferocious beast meat can be consumed in one dream, it will definitely be a huge temptation for Tang Ling.

He couldn't wait to give it a try.

Time is also digesting with great pain, quietly passing by...

Once again, the second-level ferocious beast's jerky meat was digested.

Once again, the weakness period made it difficult for Tang Ling to maintain a cross-sitting position.

Slowly, weakness began to weaken, and the strength of the body began to gradually recover...

But when will the dream start? Tang Ling widened his eyes. He wanted to know how the dream world immersed himself in his dream?

The last time I fell in love with my dream, the trance feeling that was difficult to distinguish between true and false is still unforgettable to Tang Ling.

But at this moment, the lights in the entire bright practice room went out a few times and then they became completely dark.

Are the staff of Tongtian Tower so irresponsible? In such an important place, the lights were broken!

Tang Ling complained in his heart, but it was impossible to open the door and let the staff come in to check it out now. However, the sudden darkness always made people feel a little uneasy. He stood up by himself and wanted to press the switch again to see if he could make the place brighter again.

So, Tang Ling groped and walked towards the door. Just as he was about to reach the door, he felt a faint light coming from behind him.

The tense Tang Ling suddenly turned around and found that a small black door appeared on the wall.

Countless glimmers came through the gaps of the small door and the dark room came.

Tang Ling was stunned - I, are you already dreaming?

In fact, except for the dream that has already unknowingly fallen into the dream, there is no way to explain everything in front of you.

"It's so incomparable and clever." Tang Ling shook her head, but the man had already walked to the small black door.

This is an exquisite small door with patterns that Tang Ling can't understand. A handle with jade luster on the door is so conspicuous.

With excitement and a little nervous mood, Tang Ling put his hand on the handle and gradually clenched it.

At that moment, he suddenly had a strange idea, was that every dream species would enter the dream world through this door? Or would he pass through this door alone?

This idea was born for no reason, and the problem itself was even more inexplicable and meaningless.

So, Tang Ling didn't think deeply at all. He just took a deep breath and suddenly opened the black small door in front of him.

The moment the door opened, a dazzling white light suddenly surged out. Tang Ling subconsciously raised his hand, lowered his head, and closed his eyes.

And the next moment he opened his eyes, he found that neither the door he was still holding on to, nor the training room behind him had disappeared.

He was on an open space covered with quaint blue bricks, and in front of the open space it turned out to be a huge city surrounded by black walls, and could not see the end of the city at first sight.

There is fog above the city. Although the black wall is only about ten meters high, the buildings in the whole city still seem a little vague. The only thing that is conspicuous is that there is a straight mountain in the center of the distant city. It seems to be unaffected by the fog, and it is so abrupt and dazzlingly reflected in Tang Ling's eyes.

At the first glance, Tang Ling felt a strong feeling in his heart that the top of this mountain was the end of the dream.

As soon as this feeling appears, it is deeply rooted in my mind and cannot be shaken.

However, this mountain is too strange. It is like a tower as a whole, but it is "upturned". The closer it is to the top of the peak, the wider it is, and the smaller the bottom part is.

However, the bottom was overwhelmed by the city's buildings, and Tang Ling couldn't see the specific situation clearly.

"But if the top of this mountain is the end, why has the dream world existed for more than 150 years, but no one can reach the end? The distance between this mountain does not seem too far, and the longest frequency of dreaming is only one or two years. Why?" Tang Ling did not rush to act, but stood in this seemingly quaint open space, looking at the city shrouded in fog, thinking quietly.

But thinking obviously cannot have a result. At the same time, a melodious bell rang out, echoing throughout the open space. The black wall suddenly became extremely clear, and a huge red door slowly emerged on the black wall, facing Tang Ling.

Another door? Are you reminding me to enter this city soon?

Tang Ling thought this way, and the dream sign on his arm began to get hot without any warning. A voice without emotional fluctuations appeared in Tang Ling's ears.

"Within ten minutes, push the door to open the wasteland and enter the dream domain. If you haven't entered after more than the time, you will be disqualified from the dream species."

"That's so serious?" Tang Ling didn't dare to stay here when he heard this. He raised his leg and ran towards the huge red gate.

Although he was thinking very seriously, Tang Ling was not too nervous. His location was less than 200 meters away from the gate. At his speed, not to mention ten minutes, he could easily run to the gate even if he only had one minute.

Maybe the difficulty of the task lies in pushing the door.

This was what Tang Ling thought in an instant, but after he ran for a distance, his face immediately changed.

Because no matter how he ran, he approached the red door. Through precise instinct, he found that he had not approached the door at all.

Tang Ling's face changed. He had no idea what was going on, and the task from the Dream Type logo did not have any hint at all.

"Is it because I got closer in the wrong way?" Tang Ling stopped and tried to use the way he left.

But this idea is nonsense and cannot even get close to you, let alone leave?

Tang Ling suddenly became a little panicked, and for a moment he couldn't grasp any clues.

Is this the difficulty of real dreams? Is this the reason why no one has reached the end for the entire 150 years? Is an introductory task so difficult?

And how did others pass this introductory task?

Thinking made Tang Ling gradually calm down. He found that it might be out of "awe" of the dream world that made him lose his normal mind, which made him confused by a small task.

Anything can actually be analyzed, for example, the purpose of the dream world itself is to screen out those who can reach the end in the end, rather than to deliberately make things difficult for the dream seeds and eliminate them.

In addition, the strength of the dream species is different, but any dream species is weak at first. Since the dream world is so grand, the difficulty of the task should be close to the strength of the dream species itself.

In other words, any task should have its own way of cracking, at least there is a glimmer of hope.

The key is to seize this line of vitality!

Thinking of this, Tang Ling's frown gradually stretched out, and soon a sure expression appeared in his eyes.

That's true, absolutely!

After completely calming down, Tang Ling was as smart as she quickly grasped a point. If the inference is correct...

Tang Ling soon started running again with a calm expression, but unlike her previous running, this time Tang Ling's running no longer maintained a constant speed, but became faster and faster, and the frequency of changes in her feet began to become more and more frequent...

"Not reaching the limit, faster."

"I haven't reached the limit yet, I can still get faster!"

The correct way to run should be to maintain a certain frequency and even breathing should be maintained at a certain rhythm, so that it is easier to persevere.

However, it is impossible to maintain the breathing rhythm to run out of the limit, and to run out of the limit, people are in an explosion at any time.

So, Tang Ling's breathing was messy. According to his current condition, such running had already made him feel tired in less than half a minute, and his whole face turned red.

But in the end, the extreme speed he could run appeared. In just these few steps, he suddenly approached the gate and approached nearly forty meters.

"The guess is not wrong." Tang Ling smiled. As long as he finds the right method, he will definitely succeed.

Yes, the foundation of the entire world of dream world is two words - test.

After passing various tests, we will finally reach the end. Since it is a test, it is easy to interpret the task after analyzing the core of the test.

Pushing the door to open up within ten minutes seems ordinary, but in fact, what needs to be tested by passing distance is definitely related to speed, while pushing the door must be related to strength.

Then, in the process of approaching the Gate of Waste, you can only get close to him with the most extreme and fastest speed.

Tang Ling's guess is not wrong at all.

It is impossible for people to maintain their limit speed at any time, but with direction, everything is no longer a problem.

Tang Ling kept adjusting himself and then sprinting. Every time he ran out of his own extreme speed, he would suddenly approach the gate of the desolation.

Therefore, although the entire task stipulated for ten minutes, after mastering the method, Tang Ling had already stood in front of the huge wasteland gate in less than three minutes.

Instead of easily touching the door with copper nails inlaid with strong ancient Chinese style, he stood in front of the door, quickly adjusting his breathing, and slowly moving around to calm down his heartbeat.
To be continued...