night.

The smallest bedroom.

The central air conditioner blows out a cold air of 23 degrees Celsius.

After taking a shower, Tang Hong sat by the bed wrapped in the thin red blanket. The front of the blanket was also printed with an animation pattern of a white Pomeranian, which was brought from the dormitory.

It has been used for more than three years.

He was reluctant to throw it away.

"Ahem."

Tang Hong coughed, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and the system interface appeared in the dark darkness.

When a person is in a bright environment, even if he closes his eyes, some light will pass through his eyes. Because the skin on the surface of a person is transparent, closing his eyes can also sense the changes in the light and darkness of the outside world. Tang Hong discovered:

Even if you close your eyes, you can see the system interface.

It seems to be inaccurate in terms of "seeing". He prefers to be complex information that is translated into neural signals.

Mortal: An extremely weak creature

Will: 69%

Strength: 41%

Realm: 0.00

One person's value: 38

"mortal."

Tang Hong finally couldn't suppress his desire to complain. When would he get rid of the title of mortals and when would he get out of the initial category of [Incomparably weak creatures]?

I guess you can just break the limit of will.

If you fail, breaking the limit of power will inevitably be no longer a mortal.

"but……"

"What's going on with the realm?"

Tang Hong stared at the realm of 0.00, but still couldn't use the one-person value to increase the realm of the realm.

Because it is zero and has no foundation, it cannot be changed - Tang Hong came to the conclusion and no longer struggled.

He pondered for a while and recalled the recent first incident, including explaining it to his family in advance.

"Um."

Tang Hong flipped through the mobile phone album, posted screenshots of the internship certificate and the school’s reward credits to his Moments together, setting only allowed his family to watch in groups, and then accompanied by a few lines of text.

‘The first official paid internship in life!’

‘Teach hard to intern, buy a TV for my mom, buy a watch for my dad…’ What Tang Hong originally wanted to say was to buy a car for my dad.

But he, a junior student, suddenly said he was crazy about buying a car and giving it to his father. He was so proud, too arrogant and too show-off that it was not in line with his low-key concept.

Less than three minutes later.

My Moments have been liked, and there is also a message from my mother: Be proud of you, have a good internship/smile

at the same time.

My father Tang Wenjun sent a WeChat message: "That's so high for internships of 30,000 yuan? Don't be deceived, pay attention to safety when you are outside."

The internship certificate sent by Tang Hong to his parents was not smeared with salary. It was his biological parents. If there was anything that could not be said, even if he didn't believe it, he would deceive him, so who else could he trust?

The gods who conceal the extraordinary are afraid that their parents will be removed from their memories and will be hurt.

otherwise.

He will never hide it.

You should know that the most tragic thing is not that one person is depressed and difficult but no one tells it, but that one person is successful but no one shares this joy and excitement with him.

"Because of the closed internship, the salary is a little higher." Tang Hong tried his best to explain seamlessly.

"come on!"

My father Tang Wenjun sent several voice messages that lasted forty or fifty seconds. Seeing Tang Hong’s headache, the translation was slow, so he had to listen patiently and express his opinions.

Three more pronunciations are posted.

Tang Hong was speechless and chatted for a while to dispel his father Tang Wenjun's worries.

"tomorrow."

Tang Hong took a deep breath.

By tomorrow, June 30th, the extraordinary world hidden under the water will uncover that mysterious veil.

When he was supposed to be more nervous than the college entrance examination, he was extremely calm.

“Training camp, reward points.”

Tang Hong's eyes flashed slightly with desire.

All of the top three tests for entry will receive reward points.

The first place reward is 300 points, plus an extraordinary item.

Second place with 200 points.

The third place only has one hundred points.

The top three in the camp test are sure to win. Tang Hong's requirements for himself have long changed from the top three to the first, and he wants to compete.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if you can’t get it, just try your best.

He hopes that this Yellow River Organization's special training camp members will have more talents so that there will be competition.

Only with competition can there be pressure and motivation.

"It's a pity that I haven't gotten started with the practice."

"According to Fang Nanxun, how long it takes to get started with extraordinary practice is not a genius standard. However, the six extraordinary geniuses in China today have basically been completely trained from the first to the third time."

I will go over to practice boxing tomorrow.

It was also the last time I practiced boxing under the guidance of Fang Nanxun. Regardless of whether I got started or not, I had to take the bus to the imperial capital immediately.

In short, he has practiced this extraordinary practice for eight times but has not yet started. If he fails tomorrow, he will not start nine times. Every time he practices wrongly and fails, it may mean that he is farther away from the genius.

Tang Hong had inexplicable intuition that he could not practice that martial arts, probably for another reason.

“It’s so weird.”

After all, there are obvious progress every time, and it is always a little worse. The examples of being unable to get started have made Fang Nanxun extremely distressed.

Unscientific.

unreasonable.

I can only look forward to the scholar from the Central Research Institute who arrived in Yunhai City tomorrow morning, just to help him find out the crux of the problem.

Tang Hong lay down, his chest undulating, and he let out a breath.

Huh!

Fang Nanxun sighed slowly, standing at the door of the temporary medical clinic, his face turned extremely embarrassed.

"How is that possible?"

"Why did he practice wrong again??"

Looking at his experience, he has never encountered such a strange thing in his entire seven years. Even those who have learned it do not have Tang Hong’s deep understanding of this martial art. Could it be that he passed on this method to Tang Hong in advance that harmed Tang Hong?

Click.

Turning off the lighter, Fang Nanxun was about to smoke, and he glanced at the hospital sign from the corner of his eyes, put the lighter in his pocket, rubbed the cigarette butt, and sniffed it gently.

The next moment.

In the room with precision inspection instruments inside, a middle-aged man wearing sky blue long sleeves pushed the door out and looked at Fang Nanxun.

I want to speak but stop.

Sleepy eyes.

He hesitated for a while before speaking: "Sorry, I really can't see any problem in Tang Hong's body that may hinder the introduction of the practice."

In other words, it’s normal, but it’s impossible to practice.

"No, no." Fang Nanxun stood there in a daze.

Such a great extraordinary seedling, if you cannot practice the secret method, you can only rely on external intervention.

According to his speculation, Tang Hong's divine breath resistance is very high, which will consume a lot of resources. Resources that are useful to extraordinary are either rare, or have a slight effect, or the most stable way to practice.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and whispered: "Have you ever thought about it? Maybe, Tang Hong is not suitable for this road."

"Willpower is the premise of everything."
To be continued...