"What should I do?" Tang Ling's hollow eyes suddenly came alive, like a burning flame, but like a fire from hell, full of hatred and anger.

He tightened his five fingers and grabbed the strand of silver-white hair.

A smile rose from the corner of Su Yao's mouth, and he stood up very easily, still holding a cigarette, but handed the can of meat soup to Tang Ling.

"Eat it all first. Do you know what this soup is made of? First-level ferocious beast bones, a whole piece of big bones! This is never a waste. Even me." Su Yao was telling the truth. In this era, the least dangerous ones were wild beasts, followed by ferocious beasts. If they reached the level of mutant beasts, the Ziyue warrior must also escape.

The first-level ferocious beast bone, even the lowest-level ferocious beast bone, is extremely precious. Anyway, as far as Tang Ling is concerned, except for the big snake that was called a ferocious beast by Quark, he has never seen any other ferocious beast. As for the mutant beast, it is a legend. Tang Ling doesn't know if it really exists?

Faced with this precious broth, Tang Ling didn't say anything, and didn't care about the hot, let alone why Su Yao gave him such precious resources.

He reached out and grabbed a piece of meat from the soup, stuffed it into his mouth in large mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it.

It is worthy of being a first-class ferocious beast. As soon as it enters the stomach, a hot stream of heat explodes in the cold stomach. A stream of force that seems to be able to feel clearly flows quickly to every corner of the body.

Tang Ling was weak. Such heat made his stomach hurt, and such strength made his body sting, but he didn't care.

I just grabbed the meat and vegetables in the soup and stuffed it into my mouth without wasting any effort. With a little strength, I grabbed the jar and drank the soup in big mouthfuls.

It eats like a small ferocious beast.

But Su Yao didn't think that this kind of eating behavior should be like this. Wouldn't men be like this? Instead, he admired it very much.

There is no concept of people who have been hungry for a long time that should eat warm food and supplement slowly. In this cruel era, people are not so noble.

With a 'bang', Tang Ling put the empty jar in front of Su Yao, and was unconscious for two days, hungry for one day, and ate so much suddenly. This made Tang Ling very uncomfortable, but it was not unbearable.

Even the explosion-like heat flow inside his body made him enjoy it, and the feeling of gradually filling his strength was fascinating.

Tang Ling had the strength again. He supported him and stood up with a staggering stagger.

"What do I do?"

Tang Ling finally stood straight in front of Su Yao. This was the first time he had carefully looked at the man in front of him.

"How to do it?" Su Yao stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette into Tang Ling's mouth, threw a few things out of his backpack, and then said seriously: "Let's advance the First Preparatory Camp."

First Preparatory Camp?! Tang Ling's breathing became rapid again. The smoke he involuntarily inhaled made him start to cough violently, and the cigarette roll at the corner of his mouth fell to the ground.

Su Yao picked up the cigarette indifferently, continued to hold it in his mouth, and squinted his eyes at Tang Ling.

In this era, a box of inferior cigarettes also needs to be exchanged for twenty kilograms of good animal meat. No supplies can be wasted. It will always be the primary survival rule of this era.

Tang Ling didn't want to think about the value of the so-called cigarette roll. His mind was full of the five shocking words, the First Preparatory Camp.

Once upon a time, this first reserve battalion was also where he looked up to, because to become a Purple Moon Warrior, he had to obtain the qualification of a reserve warrior.

The preparatory soldiers are divided into five battalions, and the first preparatory battalion is the top one.

There is a saying that as long as you can get out of the First Preparatory Camp alive, you can become a Purple Moon Warrior 100%.

Tang Ling dared not expect too much. How small his wish was? Even if he just became a reserve soldier in the Fifth Preparatory Battalion, he was already qualified to live in a safe area.

But now, all this had long been broken in Tang Ling's heart, but the blood-stained sword that night was imprinted in the depths of his soul...

He no longer wants to enter any preparation camp, even the first preparation camp!

Accompanied by rapid breathing, Tang Ling felt another burning blood gathered into her chest, and her eyes turned red.

The big bone broth I just drank is now playing a role. Compared to before, Tang Ling felt that there was a powerful force in his blood for the first time, and a whirlpool formed at the place where his heart was, which was swallowing wildly.

Something called reason is gradually disappearing.

This situation is no stranger!

Su Yao hugged his hands in front of his chest, looked at Tang Ling calmly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was not until a clear red appeared in Tang Ling's eyes that he stepped forward faintly, and a heavy hand slapped Tang Ling's back.

It is not necessarily possible to exert force, but it gently dissipates the energy gathered towards Tang Ling's heart. The blood flowing into the heart fades away like a tide, and everything becomes normal.

"Men, you must know how to restrain yourself." Su Yao turned around, and with a snap of his finger, the cigarette butt that had already reached the end flew out of the window accurately.

Tang Ling did not see the sadness in Su Yao's eyes.

"And if you want to find strength, methods are not important, as long as you have a bottom line in your heart." When you turned around to face Tang Ling again, Su Yao returned to his indifferent appearance, but his eyes became serious again: "So, what is the first preparation camp? As long as you are there, you can gain strength and knowledge! Right? Boy."

Tang Ling's breathing had become calm, and the red eyes were gradually fading away. For some reason, he agreed with Su Yao's statement.

But at the same time, after the subtle changes just now, the originally somewhat vague memory became extremely clear.

He remembered his changes at the last moment, his shocking body shape, strong muscles, and the madness of killing... power, terrible power hidden in his body!

"What is that?" Tang Ling pointed to his chest. He knew that Su Yao was absolutely aware of it, otherwise he would not have such a move to prevent him from erupting again.

Su Yao once again lazily put his comfortable nest into the sofa, looking at Tang Ling, with a faint smile on his lips: "I heard that the puzzles I have figured out are more interesting. If I were you, I would try to understand it and then control it."

Tang Ling looked at Su Yao deeply and asked again without stupidity. Su Yao's attitude was obviously not going to say anything.

From the beginning of the mutation, Tang Ling's originally barren and peaceful life has intertwined puzzles. If it cannot be explored for the time being, then only adapting to them exists.

And the cruel life has long taught Tang Ling and these things.

After a few seconds of silence, Tang Ling's eyes turned to what Su Yao took out of his backpack.

A brand new black uniform with a purple pattern embroidered on the cuffs.

A pair of shiny leather boots.

A bronze medal with a crescent moon embossed on it.
Chapter completed!