Devouring the Stars: Reboot, Serpent of Eternity!

"Improving physical fitness is a good thing. It means that at each level, you can explode with speed and strength that far exceeds the same level... Speaking of speed alone, I am still good at this time faction, and my ability to escape in the future will definitely not be weak."

Jiang Zhe touched the dark purple thunder mark on his chest and was very satisfied. "We have to give it a name. Hmm... why not call it [Thunder Prison Realm]? Anna, what do you think?"

"It's very appropriate. It should be a special ability that has never appeared before. It should be named by you, the master!"

Orianna's judgment is well-founded. The level of this special ability should be benchmarked to the World Lord level, which is similar to the level of the original nucleus. It should not be awakened by planet-level life forms.

"As for thunder-type treasures..." Jiang Zhe turned to look at Orianna, "Are there any thunder-type treasures on earth?"

Orianna checked online and asked: "The Thunder Dragon Emperor's dragon horns, dragon scales, dragon bones, dragon tendons, dragon heart, and dragon blood?"

"???"

Jiang Zhe's mouth twitched, "Why didn't you tell me to make the Thunder God as a tonic?"

"Is there any good stock in Babata? My teacher's world ring should be on it. I don't believe there are no good things in it."

Orianna shook her head, "What you need are A-level thunder treasures. Is your teacher not so poor that he needs to pick up rags?"

Suddenly thinking of something, Orianna reminded: "Master, what the immortal mechanical race understands is the law of thunder. They like to hoard all kinds of materials. This world bracelet may have something you need."

Jiang Zhe took the bracelet from Orianna, held it in his hand, played with it twice, and asked, "Will using mental power to wash away the life mark inside have any impact on me?"

"No, I tried to wash it away with my original energy before. I won't be counterattacked, but it was very difficult to wash away even a tiny bit."

"Even if the original owner has died, the life mark inside is as fragile as water without a source. But the energy at the immortal level cannot be shaken by our planetary level. The Hanxia idiom 'Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains' is suitable to describe the process of washing away your life mark. .”

"Foolish Old Man moved mountains?" Jiang Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly, "In other words... it can be successful, but it will take a lot of effort?"

Then, he put a purple gold bracelet covered with secret patterns on his wrist to show his attitude.

The World Bracelet must be broken as soon as possible!

Several pots have been heated up, and they are all waiting for the rice to be put into the pot!

After going to the bathroom to rinse off, Jiang Zhe lay on the bed and began to recall the various training points of the "Hidden Dragon Method".

"Sleep with your head in the east, lying on your side, like a dragon's cock, like a dog's crotch. One hand bends the humeral pillow, secretly touching the sea of ​​consciousness; the other hand rubs the navel directly, connecting to the Dantian; one foot is extended; the other is retracted. Not yet. To sleep with your heart, sleep with your eyes first, to the extreme of emptiness, and keep quiet..."

Assume the correct posture and visualize the sleeping dragon portrait in "The Hidden Dragon Technique", and the mysterious charm of "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterflies" comes as promised.

Jiang Zhe only felt a sense of comfort, as if he was back when he was conceived, and fell asleep with a peaceful smile on his face.

The consciousness in the brain is flying in the dark.

……

This is the season when the sun is scorching, and the cicadas are chirping incessantly in the ancient forest, disturbing the creatures from sleeping peacefully.

In a dark and damp cave.

On the smelly deer skin, a frail "golden gradient" slowly opened its eyes, revealing a unique spirituality, trembling its body and wanting to explore the world.

If the tiger mother noticed something, she turned her head and licked it twice with her tongue full of barbs, the human worry lingering in her eyes.

There were four tiger cubs in this litter, and the youngest was the weakest and the last to open his eyes.

Other tiger brothers can stagger around and explore the cave as early as the third day, open their eyes on the fifth day, and start eating raw meat on the tenth day...

It's the fifteenth day now, and the youngest is still paralyzed in the animal skin and can't get much milk... But fortunately, he has opened his eyes and can see the world.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will probably be difficult for it to survive this winter.

After taking the milk, Huyao clicked his lips, fell asleep contentedly, and began to purr.

Gulu--Gulu--

Gradually, the cute and cute purring turned into a dull thunder sound.

The young body, which is as long as an adult's arm, trembles with the thunder, and the violent shaking makes people worry that it may suddenly fall apart in the next moment.

Logically speaking, this is painful, but Huyao's round, furry face is full of enjoyment.

It just follows instinct and does what's best for itself.

The tigress was slightly stunned and watched quietly.

A little tiger cub thought it was too noisy and wanted to push it awake, but was slapped by the mother tiger and made it do some somersaults.

The sound of cicadas mixes with the thunder in the cave, making this summer even more noisy.

The three tiger cubs were spinning around in the cave impatiently.

The tiger mother had some insight and saw through the vibration pattern of the "tiger and leopard thunder sound", so she lay down on the ground and imitated it.

At first, the sound was distinct, but gradually it caught up with the rhythm of Hu Yao, causing the two thunder sounds to coincide with each other at the same frequency.

The air in the cave seemed to be vibrating, exuding a sense of perfect harmony.

It's probably like...the sound of pattering rain can help you sleep, and seeing others eating well will make you eat two more mouthfuls of food.

The three little ones, exhausted from the fuss, fell asleep on the ground, snoring along with the sound of thunder, and their bodies experienced strange vibrations.

Eat, sleep, snore.

These are the only three things the tiger does after it opens its eyes. On average, it wakes up to eat once every hour and a half.

This resulted in insufficient food storage and the animal had to eat raw meat the next day.

It's fishy, ​​nutritious, but not tasty.

This was Huyao's inner thought when he ate for the first time.

Those smart eyes killed an entire pheasant with a look of resistance.

Somehow, its IQ is frighteningly high, and it will not stop doing things that are beneficial to itself because of its likes and dislikes.

It seems...as the king of the jungle, the obsession to become stronger is deeply imprinted in its blood and consciousness?

That's the only way to explain it.

carry on.

Eat, sleep, snore.

Five days, ten days, a month...

Tiger Yao is like green vegetables in a greenhouse, growing wildly and growing at a speed that astounds Tiger.

From the arm length to over one meter, to the shoulder height of about one meter, the body length is about two meters, and the tiger tail still accounts for two-thirds of the body length.

It grew from the weakest one in the den to the size of two tiger brothers.

Forty-seven days after opening my eyes.

A lone wolf took advantage of the tiger mother to go hunting and got into the tiger's den. The giant wolf, which was two meters high at the shoulders, was a life-or-death crisis for the four tiger brothers, even though it was old, lame and covered with serious illnesses.

In the end, Hu Yao, relying on his smaller size and greater flexibility in narrow caves, teamed up with the three tiger brothers to kill the old wolf.

The price was that Hu San's abdomen was torn open by the wolf's fangs, his organs were scattered on the floor, and he lost his breath on the spot.

Looking blankly at the corpse of his third brother, Hu Yao mechanically tore open the throat of the wolf corpse and swallowed the hot wolf blood. Things like "cruelty", "survival of the fittest", "the weak and the strong", "survival of the fittest" kept popping up in his mind... ...and other strange thoughts.

After the tiger mother came back, she silently took away the body of the tiger cub and buried it under a century-old tree.