The strongest infinite evolution system

Chapter 72 Yang Cong, Onion?
When Wen Feng returned to the dead space, Tom was sitting bored by the dry spring in the dead school, wondering what he was thinking!
"What's the matter Tom, what are you thinking?" Wen Feng stepped forward, patted Tom on the shoulder, and then squatted with him on the fountain that had already dried up.

Seeing that it was Wen Feng who came, Tom's originally gloomy eyes more or less regained some vitality: "Oh, you're back!"

Wen Feng frowned slightly. Tom looked like this, obviously something was on his mind. It stands to reason that the next plane is to go to the zombie plane to find an antidote. His mood should be high. Why is he so depressed now?
"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? If not, I'll let the system repair your body!"

Tom fled and shook his head, but said nothing.

"He just watched what you experienced in the zombie plane yesterday, and he is still a little sentimental!"

Suddenly, a sudden voice appeared behind the two of them. Wen Feng turned his head and saw a man in casual clothes standing not far away. His appearance was not much different from Wen Feng's, with short black hair. , should be an Asian, and in his hand, is holding a beautiful carving!

"Who are you!"

Wen Feng suddenly became vigilant, holding the dagger tightly in his hand. Logically speaking, there should be no one else in this dead space except himself and Tom. Er, there is another... Infinite evolution system, but that guy doesn't look like this, so who is this man who suddenly appeared in the dead space?

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly waved his hands: "Wait... wait a minute, don't hit me, let me finish!"

As he spoke, he backed away, as if he was very afraid of Wen Feng, and he looked extremely funny!
Wen Feng still has no plans to relax. Although the dead space is not his all cards, it is still very important, but now there are people who do not belong here, how could he be soft-hearted.

"Ahem, let me introduce myself!" The man coughed twice, and then his eyes suddenly changed from the teasing state to a serious one.

"My name...is Yang Cong, Yang Cong's Yang, Yang Cong's Cong, remember? Come, read it with me, Yang Cong!"

"onion!"

Almost subconsciously, Wen Feng and Tom spoke at the same time.

"Don't call me onion, it's Yang Cong, Yang Cong! I hate eating onions the most!"

Yang Cong scuttled up and down like a cat with its hair blown out, causing both Wen Feng and Wen Feng to have black lines on their faces.

"This guy...is he here to be funny?"

Yang Cong waved his hands helplessly: "Anyway, Ben Onion... Bah, it's Young Master Yang Cong, I am the second most handsome host among the second-generation hosts of Dead Space, it's an honor to meet you, the third-generation host! "

Wen Feng looked up and down the man named Yang Cong in front of him. Looking carefully, he was indeed handsome, but compared to Zhang Yixuan, he was still far behind.

He suddenly became interested and asked, "Second handsome? Who is the first handsome?"

"Eh... this, I don't know either!"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Wen Feng was speechless at the guy in front of him, he might be a fool!
"Oh, well, well, well, anyway, I'm the second most handsome... Um, isn't that the point? The point is that I'm the second generation host, the second generation!"

Yang Cong showed off himself as if he was showing off some treasure, and Tom beside him couldn't help scolding "mentally retarded"!
Wen Feng shook his head helplessly. No matter how you look at it, this guy is a joke, and he is still a second-generation host. What he lacks most now is the second-generation host. After all, there are many things, and he can't always ask the system.

"Yang Cong, since you are the second-generation host, what impression do you have of this dead space?"

Yang Cong nodded: "Of course I have. Although I have been sealed by the dead space for hundreds of years, I still have memories of this place!"

"What, hundreds of years!"

Both Wen Feng and Tom were surprised at the same time. They didn't expect it to be sealed for so long. Doesn't that mean that this dead space existed in the last century? "

"Ahem, don't you guys know that the flow rate in the dead space is not uniform?" Yang Cong shook his head helplessly: "Although the memory is a little fuzzy, I haven't forgotten this. Every plane has its own constant flow rate." The time flow rate of the plane, this is established by the rules of the plane, as for what is the rule of the plane, your current strength is too weak, telling you is not good for you, the point I want to say is that the time of the dead space The flow rate is not steady!"

Wen Feng still listened with a dazed face, and he wanted to ask something, but Yang Cong interrupted him: "Don't ask, I know a lot of things now, but your current strength, or the strength of your team is too strong. Weak, telling you the secrets about the plane now will only make you face a more difficult plane, and I will tell you other things after your strength improves in the future!"

Wen Feng nodded. He is not a person who breaks the casserole and asks the truth. His original purpose is to test whether the person in front of him is really the second-generation host.

"Then I have another question. How did you suddenly appear in the dead space? I am the only host here. Without my consent, no one should be able to enter this dead space!"

The corner of Yang Cong's mouth rose slightly: "Hehe, that's only for other people, as for me being so handsome..."

Wen Feng had already half-raised the dagger in the air, and the two streams of energy in his pupils were constantly surging.

"Believe it or not, stop talking nonsense, and I'll kill you!"

Yang Cong quickly waved his hand: "Brother Wen... um, no, Brother Wen, let's talk about it if we have something to say, I'm innocent!"

"If you dare to call me a bra again, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"

"Xinxinxin, brother Wen, I say, I say everything!"

Tom on the side shook his head helplessly: "Oh, there will be another fool in the future!"

Yang Cong quickly told how he came to the dead space. It turned out that in Yang Cong's team, he had accidentally obtained a prop to restore his body in a world, which probably could reverse time. , let the physical body return to that time period, therefore, he played a trick and placed the rebirth location of this item in the dead space, and the time of rebirth happened to be when the host passed through the third position Generally speaking, hosts who can pass the test of the three planes are already very powerful, and they are basically not easy to die. Therefore, when Wen Feng passed the battle royale plane, this Yang Cong had already returned. In the dead space, or to be precise, his body returned to the dead space. With his current strength, he didn't even reach the first level! "

(End of this chapter)