Dark Moon Era

When Tang Ling left the mysterious store, the Safety Sector 17 remained in the evening.

The dark sky in the alley and the wind blowing seemed to be no different from before he came.

Looking back, the incompetent wood house has disappeared. To outsiders, Tang Ling is just a young man standing at the end of the alley.

“Real dreams, Life and Death are only on the front line. Hope to see you there.”

This is Kun’s last word to Tang Ling. After speaking, Tang Ling can’t resist and push him into mysterious store with a gentle force.

So what is the real dream? How cruel?

Tang Ling stepped forward, moved towards the temporary living room, but his eyes were empty.

He couldn’t digest that much information very quickly, and couldn’t care less about the cruelty of the next dream.

There were only two words circling in his mind repeatedly-time.

Yes, what kind of era is this?

The settlements are the roughest and the humblest, just a little better than the wild beast.

The bomb in the hands of quark, the desert eagle, reveals the former civilization.

In the mysterious store, everything that is exaggerated is far beyond the power of civilization that Quark has.

Obviously just a small wood house? How much space does it have? The fifteen-second movement, the wooden cabinet that can’t be seen at the end … all make people have the illusion of subversion.

How did it appear? How could it not be noticed by others?

Many questions ca n’t be thought about. As soon as I think about Tang Ling, there is a strong tearing feeling. The feeling of being torn by the times is like the person standing at the bottom and the person standing at a high place. Years can’t be broken through.

So, what era is this?

Some numb entered the house, the evening sky gradually darkened, purple moon appeared outside the window, the faint moonlight dripped, shrouded in the silhouette of Tang Ling sitting at the window, reflecting the heavy silhouette of black.

Like a huge question mark.

Loneliness can make people more helpless and confused, and thoughts will come to mind at this time.

When thinking of her mother-in-law and younger sister again, Tang Ling came back from this tearful thinking, barely suppressed the pain, and stood up.

In fact, from the night of the tragedy, Tang Ling was constantly subverted, and when he thought he could accept everything and no more shock, more shocking things would appear again.

“So, you need to know more.” Tang Ling stood up, and the more he found himself small, the more he felt powerless to face the times.

And is revenge as easy as you think?

After washing his face, Tang Ling’s eyes finally fell on the Level 3 beast meat that he placed on the bedside.

This was his reward. He had to bear tremendous mental pressure in his dreams, and he was rewarded with scars.

It is precious, but only by turning into strength can one grow.

Tang Ling can’t forget Su Yao’s pot of broth, the feeling after drinking it!

Let the weak one become full, the flow of strength flowing through, and then the burning body.

The dramatic recovery even surpassed the Peak.

Otherwise, you can’t spend your dreams smoothly.

If dreams are reflected in reality, then reality will also truly reflect in dreams.

This kind of cognition, Tang Ling is extremely determined that only those who have dreamed will know this subtlety.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling had calmly picked up the meat pieces and laboriously tore off a very small piece of meat from it.

But after thinking about the tingling pain when drinking the broth, Tang Ling carefully tore off a thin piece of shredded pork from the meat strip, which was put into the mouth, and he swallowed it without taste .

Almost negligible serving size.

However, as soon as he entered the abdomen, Tang Ling felt that a heat source formed rapidly in the lower abdomen and burst instantly. Like a burning flame at a rapid speed, the whole body was suddenly filled, and the limbs began to flow violently.

“Wu!” A huge pain wrapped Tang Ling with a burning and tearing breath.

Even with some mental preparation, Tang Ling couldn’t help whispering, the whole person curled up to the ground, and the skin became red, like a cooked shrimp.

You know, even if you eat a large pot of broth brought by Su Yao, the pain intensity is far less than 10% at this time.

Tang Ling can only bear his teeth …

Are you still too obtrusive?

The temperature is still rising rapidly, and the speed of energy flow is getting faster. It feels like a hot knife cuts muscles in a trace, and then desperately drills into the bone marrow. Tang Ling almost faints.

But Tang Ling can feel with his precise instinct that in this kind of pain that can not be tolerated by others, his strength is being improved.

The skeleton became more tenacious, the muscles became stronger and more elastic, and even the blood became thicker, and the sound of gurgling flow was like metal liquid …

“Then forbear!” Tang Ling hit the ground with a punch.

“Ah …” Clenched his fist and punched again: “Then hold me back.”

Tang Ling roar, sweaty hair on his forehead, his eyes fiercely like a wolf.

He wants strength, he wants revenge! !!

Time passed slowly and rapidly at this moment. I don’t know how long after that, the high temperature finally began to fade away slowly, and the rapid flowing force began to become gentle.

Tang Ling let out a long relaxed breath, still lying on the ground, the resistance that just made him tired didn’t want to move.

And in his heart, he didn’t have any hint of joy: “Why can I absorb only a small part of those energy?”

Precision could have made him clearly feel that, in fact, most of the energy was expelled from the body with the pores and dissipated in the air.

“There must be any way to not waste it at all? What is that way?” Tang Ling was thinking thoughtfully, and the lost physical strength began to recover a little bit.

Just then, the room where Tang Ling was located heard the sound of opening the door, and his steps were not concealed.

With a squeak, the door was pushed open by Da Lala, and it was Su Yao who was holding the cigarette.

He glanced at Tang Ling lying on the ground, not paying much attention, but Tang Ling climbed from the ground slightly, he had many questions in his mind, and he wanted to tell Su Yao, even though the man was still unfamiliar.

But a little bit of gratitude has made Tang Ling have a little trust in Su Yao.

Moreover, Tang Ling has no one to tell, but Su Yao seems to know a lot.

Su Yao ignored Tang Ling, but picked up the Level 3 fiendish flesh on the table, stomped it and put it down.

“Level 3 fierce beast meat, boy, good harvest, I can get so few pieces a year.” Su Yao said very casually, even without looking back at Tang Ling, he leaned directly on the sofa, silent Sucking smoke.

The night was heavy, and no light source was lit in the room. In the quiet, the silhouettes of the two men seemed to be swallowed up by the dark purple night.