The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1144 Another life

"Okay." The uncle took out a black recording pen from his pocket and pressed the switch, but there was no response.

"Uncle Xin, the magic failed again?" Zhang Wei half-joked, trying to liven up the atmosphere, but failed.

"It must be out of power." The uncle explained.

"brush--"

Qing Ling raised her hand, and the recorder with a metal shell flew into her palm. She held it gently for more than ten seconds, then pressed the switch, and the electronic screen of the recorder lit up.

Qing Ling returned the recorder to Gao Xin. Gao Xin operated it and pressed the play button.

"Zizzi-"

There was a burst of noise from the recorder, and soon Gao Shou's hearty laughter appeared.

"Hahaha! Congratulations, brother, you are also an awakened one. What talent have you learned? It's that voice in your head. It's probably not as powerful as me. I'm [Absolute Defense], ranked ninth!"

"Brother, I should be gone when you hear this recording. Don't be too sad. This ending was chosen by Lin Yue and I. We don't regret it at all."

"Seriously, compared to you, an old bachelor, my life is so worthless. I married a beautiful wife, raised two good children, and can be a hero before I die. I can brag about this bullshit on the way to hell. ”

"Okay, let's not go further. You must be extremely anxious now and want to know what's wrong with you. Don't worry, you will have the answer."

"The words that follow are very long and crazy. You will definitely find it difficult to accept them for a while. Hey, when my son told me this, I completely collapsed. In short, you have to listen to it again and again and listen carefully..."

"..."

"Okay, I've said everything that needs to be said, there shouldn't be anything left out."

"Brother, now that you have awakened, I can trust you with my two children, Yangyang and Xinxin. However, you don't have to force yourself. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. As adults, we should do our best and obey fate. "

"The next words are for my son, so don't listen. If you have a chance, help me deliver it to him..."

Gao Xin pressed the pause button and pushed the recording pen towards Gao Yang along the smooth conference table.

"rustle--"

The recorder slid to Gao Yang's desk, and he slowly picked it up, feeling that it weighed a thousand kilograms.

At this moment, everyone in the conference room "roamed" for more than half an hour following Gao Shou's words in the recorder, and unknowingly reviewed the "homework" of the entire misty world - although it seems now that many " knowledge points” are all wrong.

It was Suzaku who broke the silence: "Uncle Xin, there is no problem on my side."

"I don't have any anymore." Gao Yang agreed.

Long drank his coffee quietly and gently raised his hand.

"I don't have a problem anymore." Douhu quickly took over. He was still evil and asked with a smile: "Uncle Xin, we are about to implement a plan to halve our combat power. Let me briefly explain this plan to you."

In less than two minutes, Douhu explained the matter clearly.

"Well, it's a good plan." Gao Xin agreed.

"So what are your plans?" Douhu stared at Gao Xin, almost saying "I want your talent" on his face.

Gao Xin thought about it seriously: "I'll stay."

"Why?" Douhu asked.

"My trial is still in progress, and it won't end until the day of the duel. If I transfer my talent midway, I don't know what will happen."

Suzaku sneered: "Douhu, I can give you a try, but if you take over the [Arbiter], you will definitely have to take Uncle Xin's serious injury as well, and there may be other side effects."

"Ah haha!" Dou Hu looked embarrassed: "It's better to say goodbye. I'm not afraid of suffering a loss, but I'm afraid that if something unexpected happens, Uncle Xin will be in trouble. Little Yangyang won't fight with me."

Suzaku said as expected, "That's it for this meeting, adjourn."

Everyone left one after another, and soon, only Gao Yang and Gao Xin were left in the conference room.

Gao Xin looked at Gao Yang and hesitated to speak.

At this moment, he realized that the sensible and obedient nephew in his impression was long gone. It was just a show he was playing to avoid worrying his uncle.

The young man in front of him is silent, melancholy, and has deep eyes. This is the real Gao Yang, the leader of the awakened ones, the hope of the misty world, and the heir of God who shoulders the mission of saving the world. Gao Xin knew very well that whether as an uncle or as a newly awakened person, he no longer had the ability or qualification to enlighten the young man in front of him.

"Hey." Gao Xin stood up and patted Gao Yang's shoulder gently: "Yangyang, when you need uncle, please come to me at any time."

"Uncle, thank you." Gao Yang's voice was calm, "You go find Hong Xiaoxiao, she will familiarize you with the base and arrange accommodation."

"it is good."

The uncle walked out of the conference room door.

Gao Yang was still looking at the recorder in his hand, just looking at it.

……

2 a.m., Shemen, single dormitory.

There was no bed in the room, only an old sofa. Gao Yang was sitting on the sofa, not yet asleep.

He was busy until early in the morning before returning to his room, and then he sat like this with a voice recorder in his hand, but he never had the courage to open it.

The dim space was extremely silent, as if even the whispers of fate had turned into countless dust and slowly settled.

Gao Yang finally plucked up the courage and pressed the play button on the recorder.

"Zizi-"

"Yangyang, it's me, dad..."

Gao Yang turned it off quickly, his face turned pale and his chest heaved.

Sure enough, he still couldn't do it. If he didn't activate [spiritual weapons], he wouldn't dare to listen.

But this time, he didn't want to rely on [mental weapons] to cheat again, he hoped to face it bravely.

If he couldn't even face his father's last words, how could he face Wang Zikai and Gao Xinxin in the future? He had been escaping, but his evasion would eventually come to an end.

"Squeak."

The door was pushed open, and a tall and light figure walked in.

Qing Ling was wearing the pink bear pajamas matching the dormitory, holding a seafood sandwich and a carton of pure milk.

Without looking at Gao Yang, she walked straight across the room, walked to the kitchen counter, opened the microwave, put the sandwich in, and set the heating time.

After finishing these tasks, she walked to the sofa and sat down next to Gao Yang.

"The microwave in my room is broken." Qing Ling explained.

"Yes." Gao Yang turned sideways and looked at Qing Ling. Her short hair was longer than before, and the ends of her hair were a little moist. The strands stuck to her snow-white neck, exuding a faint fragrance.

She must have just come back from the training room, took a shower and wanted to eat something.

Qing Ling tore open the carton of milk quickly and accurately, raised her head and drank it in one gulp. It was still the same, with a little milk remaining in the corner of her mouth after drinking.

This time, she no longer needed to be reminded. She stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, eliminating the "fish that slipped through the net".

Suddenly, Gao Yang felt like he was in another world.

"How effective is the training?" Gao Yang asked.

Qing Ling nodded: "It's slow, but useful."

Gao Yang nodded and stopped talking.

The plan to reduce combat power in half has begun. Since Suzaku can only conduct one exchange per day, it must be implemented immediately so that all talent transfers can be completed before the final battle.

The first person to donate talents was Anonymous. Her first talent was [Whiteboard], serial number 177, enhancement type.

(End of this chapter)