fifth form

Chapter 2999 Up and down the high platform
"The structure of this distorted space is very strange; there must be matter within it that affects space!"

Zhang Xuezhou left Beirehe alone, but returned with another person.

The emperor, whose face bore a resemblance to Zhang Xuezhou, looked like a brother to him, attracting many inquiries, even surprising Zhang Manqian.

Zhang Manqian knew that Ren Yisheng had invited Turcolando to conduct biological experiments in order to cultivate a backup plan for Zhang Xuezhou after he lost control of his body. However, Zhang Manqian did not expect that the backup plan would be used by someone else.

For a moment, even Zhang Manqian was wondering about the other party's true identity.

She pricked up her ears and listened intently to the ongoing discussion between the two people on the platform.

"Little Zhang, I didn't realize your parents were hiding the fact that you had a child. Is this guy in high school yet?"

Ren Wuyang stared longingly at the high platform, a hint of anxiety on his face.

It's not that no one has ever been up there; some people have even conducted experiments on it.

Any thrown object disappeared, while some long poles were cut in an instant, with the immense force even sending the poles flying.

It was as if a steel beast, capable of cutting through everything, was lurking in the unseen air, tearing any who tried to enter to shreds.

It had been so long that Ren Wuyang, whose reaction was delayed, felt something was very wrong.

If Zhang Xuezhou hadn't suddenly appeared, Ren Wuyang would have thought that his father, sister, brother-in-law, and everyone else were all dead.

He felt a little relieved at this moment. While looking at Zhang Xuezhou, who was carrying a heavy backpack, he could still observe the side and tentatively ask Zhang Manqian for some inside information.

"Don't you know how you got here?" Zhang Manqian muttered.

"Oh ho, looks like he's my little brother!"

Ren Wuyang responded, only to realize that Ren Yisheng and the others had secretly conducted another experiment behind his back.

This kind of experiment involves ethics and could easily cause chaos.

Regardless of whether the young boy opposite was born to Song Fengying, he had to be placed under Song Fengying's name, otherwise it would be difficult for him to integrate into Xijing City in the future.

"Why do I feel like this young man is speaking with such confidence that Xuezhou has to listen to his opinion?"

Ren Wuyang looked towards the high platform.

Without a gift for hearing, it would be difficult to hear the conversations on a 50-meter-high platform even if one concentrated.

However, Ren Wuyang could clearly see Zhang Xuezhou's posture during the discussion and knew that Zhang Xuezhou was listening to the other party's advice.

“If we were even slightly useful, we wouldn’t be completely unable to participate in anything,” Zhang Manqian said. “You should work harder in the future, so that we don’t just end up eavesdropping here!”

"I've already tried my best!"

Ren Wuyang replied sullenly.

Gene sequencing is about science, not about subjecting the body to relentless physical abuse like in ancient martial arts.

From being confined to cultivate by Ren Yisheng to taking the initiative to cultivate himself, Ren Wuyang is extremely self-disciplined, just waiting to break through to the seventh sequence in the future.

But no matter how hard he tries, it will be difficult to achieve everything in a short time.

This is not just his problem; many young people face the same issue.

The body needs rest, adjustment, and time to promote gene fusion. The body's limits are there. Those who can catch up with the older generation of sequence users are all freaks. There are only a handful of cases in the current sequence community, and Ren Wuyang is obviously not one of them.

"It's strange, really. It's understandable that my sister and I have different training methods, which leads to differences, but you and Xuezhou have almost the same training methods and you don't have the problem of weak genes, so how come you can't catch up even when you're working your hardest?" Ren Wuyang asked.

“My brother said his circumstances couldn’t be repeated,” Zhang Manqian shook her head and said, “It’s normal for us to have differences!”

"You two were both affected by the No. 2 sinkhole, so your opportunities are the same, right?" Ren Wuyang inquired.

"Perhaps the effects during pregnancy are better!"

Zhang Manqian muttered something under her breath and ignored Ren Wuyang's pointless words.

Song Fengying, who loved to wander around, drove to Beirehe, a hobby that directly changed the lives of Zhang Manqian and others. Zhang Xuezhou was still in Song Fengying's womb when the Beirehe explosion occurred, but Zhang Manqian was not much older at the time, only about two years old.

To this day, Zhang Manqian has very little memory of the North Rehe Explosion and needs to supplement it with some video footage.

Not to mention Zhang Manqian, who suffered from the effects of the No. 2 sinkhole, Song Fengying and Zhang Weimeng were also affected; none of the four members of the family were normal.

But among them, Zhang Xuezhou achieved the highest level of success.

To this day, Zhang Manqian still doesn't understand the components of this influence.

"If everything is as you say, he was likely affected by spatial distortion, which triggered spatial turbulence, or the distortion phenomenon you mentioned!"

As the young man on the platform, who resembled Zhang Xuezhou, continued to speak, Zhang Manqian listened intently.

"This kind of spatial turbulence can involve a considerable amount of elements, and if you are not careful, you will be shattered. Only the ethereal soul can pass through it!"

"That chaotic little world can remain stable in such spatial turbulence, so there must be a corresponding treasure that can stabilize it!"

"That giant tree that survives in the darkness?"

"Let's see how that small world and the giant tree are connected, and try to find the key to the giant tree. Maybe that can build a bridge in and out!"

……

The sounds of conversation continued on the platform, accompanied by Zhang Xuezhou's repeated attempts to demonstrate his skills.

Zhang Xuezhou had tried this many times, so many that Zhang Manqian couldn't even count them all.

When discussing distortion, Zhang Xuezhou and others also explored this kind of control that requires transcending the level of performance.

"I have the insight and knowledge to control the four elements of wind, fire, water, and earth, but your ability to be fast or slow is very rare. Rarity means a lack of reference, and I can only constantly adjust my feel for it!"

"Your cultivation level is too low. The Divine Power Realm is insufficient to control the elements, especially your unorthodox method of sensing the elements!"

"That mental enhancement chapter you mentioned... you can ask that red-haired young man by the shelf to learn more about it, right?"

Zhang Manqian and Ren Wuyang eavesdropped and watched from below the overpass. They saw that Zhang Xuezhou and the boy seemed to have finished their discussion. The boy kept stepping down the steps and waved enthusiastically to the two of them from time to time.

"Long time no see, little brother!"

Ren Wuyang, with his red-dyed hair, was clearly very enthusiastic and quickly responded to the Emperor.

The Emperor smiled awkwardly, and could only ignore Ren Wuyang's nonsensical use of the title.

In short, the sea of ​​knowledge is boundless, and those who have attained enlightenment can be teachers. Zhang Xuezhou introduced him to a guiding teacher, and the Emperor was willing to listen to Ren Wuyang's teachings.

"Hello, young man!"

Although he had communicated with Zhang Xuezhou in the language of the Crimson Alliance for a long time and had the past experience of the demon race being good at mimicking speech, the current Emperor's body was no longer constructed of a demon. His local accent was very strong, and he also had some problems with language cognition.

While responding by mimicking Ren Wuyang's words, the Emperor also approached Zhang Xuezhou and mentioned these two people who could be absolutely trusted.

"Little sister?"

The Emperor glanced at the red-haired Ren Wuyang, then his gaze swept over Zhang Manqian, whose appearance vaguely resembled his. He called out in a strange accent, and Zhang Manqian quickly nodded.

"Has my brother chosen a name for you?" Zhang Manqian asked.

You can call me Hao!

"Zhang Hao, right? Got it!"

Just as the Emperor responded, Zhang Manqian picked up a device, clicked it several times, and then pressed a series of buttons.

"This water mirror magic artifact is quite good; it displays the scene very clearly. However, the solidification is too severe; I couldn't even move inside it!"

Looking at the photos taken by the visual device, the Emperor couldn't help but offer a few pointers.

He was about to reach out and enlighten this stubborn stone treasure when he suddenly remembered that he had no demonic power at all, and he had to quickly put aside the idea of ​​giving it to his close friends and family.