The Traveling Frog: Human Evolution Didn't Take Me

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Jiang Ming's voice kept coming down from the top of the mountain.

Even though Qin Fan had ridden a kilometer, he could still hear Naruko's heartfelt cry.

This is not a cry for freedom, but a terrified cry of fear of death.

Qin Fan ignored the surrounding voices, and stared at the front with a focused expression, with a high degree of concentration.

As long as you can break through your physical limit in these two days, you will be able to successfully open the third stage of the gene lock.

Become a real warrior, and you can have a sonic boom in one step!

Moreover, the brain area has been developed, memory, intelligence, and thinking speed have been greatly improved, and it can even simulate the thinking of others and the actions of the enemy.

Qin Fan's current control over his body has reached perfection.

How much force is used for each punch and how to exert force, he has already mastered it during many morning exercises.

When a round of riding is over and I return to the top of the mountain.

Qin Fan saw the sweaty figure lying on the ground.

Seeing the figure coming back from a distance, Jiang Ming trembled: "Old Qin, this is too exciting, I feel that my little heart may not be able to bear it."

Qin Fan was silent, he looked at the more than ten scratches on the mountain bike beside Naruko, how many times would it take to fall down the mountain to cause it.

Obviously I just bought it this morning, and it hasn't arrived for half a day, and the mountain bike has become as if it has been used for two or three years, and it is full of wear and tear.

Qin Fan comforted: "Take a deep breath and adjust."

Jiang Ming gritted his teeth and did as he said, "Okay!"

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly. After repeated several times, his body stopped shaking.

Qin Fan picked up the mountain bike and said, "Okay, let's go for a try."

Jiang Ming stood up from the ground, looking at the rugged mountain road, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly: "Try this, it may really be gone."

"What are you afraid of? You can't say what you say. As long as you don't hit your head against a rock and faint when you fall down the mountain, you will return to the top of the mountain with a word." Qin Fan said calmly.

"Besides, didn't you bring a hemostatic weed here, a little bit of scratches and scratches, apply it before going to bed at night, and it will be fine the next day."

Jiang Ming pouted: "But it hurts."

Qin Fan: "..."

"You can give yourself a painless buff, so that when you fall down the mountain and hit a rock, you won't feel pain."

Jiang Ming said quickly: "Fuck! This will definitely kill you!"

Qin Fan threw out his trump card: "Think about your sister Wen, she wants a tough guy."

Jiang Ming exhaled immediately: "The power is coming!"

After speaking, he quickly rode on the mountain bike, stepped on it lightly, and drove straight downhill at a very fast speed without even pulling the brakes.

There was a small 30° bend ahead, but he failed to make it.

The person and the mountain bike flew out directly.

Qin Fan: "..."

The next second, Jiang Ming shouted hysterically from the cliff: "My mountain bike and I should be by Lao Qin's side!"

Swish.

Qin Fan turned his head and saw the figure lying on the ground beside his feet, Jiang Ming's clothes were pressed against his skin.

Cold sweat broke out, wet the sympathetic shirt.

Jiang Ming gasped: "Old Qin, luckily I yelled in time, otherwise I almost hit my head on a raised rock."

Qin Fan: "Mingzi, I want to eat."

Jiang Ming: "No, you don't want to."

Qin Fan: "Let's go, I'll take you through it, slow down, the brakes can't be pulled to death directly, the wheels will slip and the front of the car will be crooked."

After speaking, Qin Fan rode in front on his bicycle, while Jiang Ming followed closely behind, at a very slow speed, as if he was jogging.

Jiang Ming didn't dare to look at the steep cliffs on both sides.

Qin Fan's voice came from the front: "Concentrate, look ahead, and don't think about anything else."

Jiang Ming gritted his teeth and stared at the ground in front of him, his spirit was highly concentrated at this moment.

It's like entering a special state.

This feeling is very strange, Jiang Ming only experienced it when his parents were killed and Lao Qin was punched thousands of meters by Satan.

At that time, he suffered a blow, and his spirit was faintly close to collapse.

But this situation is completely different from the previous two times.

It seems that the spiritual power is condensing and compressing.

It is like the process of condensing from a gaseous state to a liquid state.

However, this feeling soon disappeared.

Because when it came to the downhill section, Jiang Ming couldn't control the speed of the 23-meter-high, nearly vertical slope. When sliding down the slope, he didn't control the center of gravity.

Both wheels of the mountain bike leave the 80° slope.

The state of concentration was instantly broken by the fear from the dna.

The mental power gathered in the brain instantly turned into a mess.

Jiang Ming shouted, his vocal cords vibrated violently, and the shout resounded through the sky: "I can land safely!!"

He actually appeared on the ground before Qin Fan.

The two almost collided.

On the ramp, Jiang Ming was lying down in large characters, panting heavily, and he hadn't recovered from the shocking scene just now.

Qin Fan looked at him and said, "You must be aware of the changes in yourself."

Youmi turned into a miniature electric fan, and it blows out the natural wind with the help of words.

Jiang Ming was noncommittal: "Yes, but...it's too dangerous."

Qin Fan said with a smile: "High risk, high reward, this path is a shortcut, but not everyone can take it."

"If you want to take a shortcut, you have to have the courage and unshakable belief. I come, I see, I conquer!"

Jiang Ming's blood boiled when he heard it.

When he awakened at the age of 14, he was only F rank.

At that time, he didn't know what kind of supernatural power he had awakened. When he opened his mouth to say something, something within ten meters would appear in front of him.

Excited him like a three-year-old.

But when he said other things later, he would always vomit blood. After consulting a lot of abilities, he guessed that the ability he awakened was called the ability to speak out.

But at the same time, he also found out that among the five in China, none of them survived to A-level.

are dead.

Died in the spell itself.

Jiang Ming didn't want to be like a chatterbox all day long, but he just couldn't help it.

I always want to talk, and I can't hold back without saying a word for 10 minutes.

It's like being addicted to drugs, you know it's bad, but you just can't control yourself.

He also tried to control his mouth with words.

For example, I can't open my mouth, and I can't say words with dead characters. Although such words are realized, they only exist for a while, and the rules will be removed naturally.

Jiang Ming clenched his fists and stood up from the ground: "Old Qin, let's continue practicing."

Qin Fan was stunned for a while, then asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Ming showed his white teeth and said with a smile: "What is this? If I am afraid just because of this little shit, then I probably won't do much in the rest of my life."

His face was covered with sand and gravel, and his body was filthy, but this smile was very innocent, and Qin Fan saw a determined look in his eyes.

There should always be ardor and sincerity in the eyes of young people.

Jiang Ming got up, stepped on the mountain bike and looked behind him: "Old Qin! Fuck his grandma!"

After speaking, he kicked hard and rode out.

While riding, he laughed and said: "Life is so long, this is where it is!"

Qin Fan raised his lips and followed.

The wind at the top of the mountain was quite strong, and a few gravels were blown away and fell on the road.

Jiang Ming stared intently, even though he was paying attention, something unexpected happened.

He flew down the cliff again.

At dusk, the clouds roll and the clouds relax.

The long setting sun made the sky red, and the two sat on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance.

Jiang Ming was chewing on a huge green leaf (￣～￣)

After chewing it into balls, he spat it in his hands and applied it on his shoulders, arms, thighs and back, where he hit the ground because of the fall.

The medicinal effect of hemostatic grass is very good.

As soon as it was rubbed on the wound, Jiang Ming felt the pain subside quickly.

Qin Fan asked, "Why don't you give yourself a painless buff?"

He also fell a few times, but because of his strong body and quick reflexes, he didn't even have any wounds in one fall. He firmly grasped the raised stone with one hand, and Platinum Star quickly hugged the mountain bike.

Jiang Ming shook his head and smiled: "Old Qin, although my ability is very good, I can't always rely on it. If one day my ass is stolen by Lao Liu during the battle, the pain takes over my brain and I can't react, then it's over."

Qin Fan felt that this was somewhat reasonable.

Jiang Ming said, "By the way, Lao Qin, where shall we sleep tonight?"

Qin Fan said, "The top of the mountain."

He touched the space ring, and suddenly a huge travel backpack appeared in front of him.

A large tent was drawn out of it.

Platinum Star appeared next to him, picking up a hammer and a very thick wooden nail and kept beating.

Jiang Ming looked at this scene, and to be honest, he was somewhat envious, although he could do it without doing it himself.

But you have to use your mouth, it takes mental energy.

But this spiritual body basically doesn't consume anything. It can go to the hall and go to the kitchen.

After a few minutes, the tent was set up.

Qin Fan asked the levitating cloak to catch two pheasants in the forest.

Jiang Ming opened his mouth, and two roasted pheasants appeared on the stone platform that had been smoothed.

Jiang Ming took a bite and felt that the taste was a bit off.

Because the chicken is simply roasted without any seasoning.

"A bottle of chili powder appeared in front of me," he said.

A second passed and there was no response.

"Cumin powder, barbecue seasoning, pepper..."

Jiang Ming pulled a lot, but there was still no response.

"Please, we are more than 100 kilometers away from the city, and there are no villages within a radius of more than 20 miles. If you look at you, you can't cook." Qin Fan complained: "There must be wild prickly ash and pepper in the mountains, bring them here and make yourself Just tune it."

Jiang Ming pouted and muttered, "The roast chicken in Lao Qin's hand is devil spicy."

Qin Fan paused, looking at the roast chicken that had eaten most of it, he carefully took a bite.

Hmmm... spicier than turkey noodles.