The First Strong Control In History

The special training has come to an end.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother are back.

Just hearing the news, Zhang Peng, who had been stared at by his sister, almost burst into tears.

Yan Huohuo was more or less merciful, after all, he was not a very familiar person, even if he was thinking of doing his best.

But facing her own younger brother, Zhang Xiner didn't say that.

Show mercy?

What's that?

Therefore, during these two hours, Zhang Peng basically screamed continuously.

Looking at Zhang Peng who was being beaten all the time, Yuan Bei always felt that Zhang Xiner deliberately let Zhang Peng take up the shield fighting profession...

But speaking of it, Yuan Bei now also knows why Zhang Peng chose Berserker as his profession. As a well-known professional who can resist and fight mad dogs, under the same conditions, the Berserker is the sky-killing assassin.

You may not believe it when you say it, but this stunned young man probably wants to find a chance to beat his sister up in the future...

However, Yuan Bei felt that he was trying to eat farts, and that was all he said about professional restraint. You say you are a pair of grass children, people are so crazy, what is restraint?

People who are not natural will beat you like a son!

after dinner.

Today on the table is the same as yesterday, there is still a piece of exotic animal meat, it's only of the Bronze rank, it can't absorb much source power, but it is also of great benefit to the body.

After just a short rest, the training started again.

Not surprisingly, Yan Huohuo stood behind him again, looking at him with a sweet smile.

Yuan Bei is also a little curious, do these two people not need to practice?

Or do people have other cultivation methods?

Ugh

Yuan Bei sighed slightly. People get sleepy when they are full. This is an eternal truth in the world, as Lu Xun said.

Logically speaking, it is understandable to walk to digest food just after eating. But how can there be a saying about starting strenuous exercise just after eating?

It's just anti-humanity, isn't it?

Aren't these people afraid of stomach sagging?

But after all, what should be practiced still needs to be practiced. Anyway, there are many strange things. Maybe there is no such thing as gastroptosis in this world?

Running, Yuan Bei subconsciously opened the system panel.

Host: Yuan Bei

Race: Terran

Genes: 43 squares (14/100)

Gene lock: not open

Skill: [Deep Sleep] Bronze (76/5000)

Skill description: When the target is unprepared, it can quickly enter a deep sleep

Experience: 20

When Yuan Bei saw the value on the system panel, his expression changed immediately.

Damn, it has increased by 2 squares!

Even the requirements for this experience value are getting higher and higher, but compared with the gains, what is this little tiredness?

run!

run!

Yuan Bei's speed increased instantly, as if a dog was chasing him.

Seeing Yuan Bei's desperate efforts, Yan Huohuo was a little dazed.

Smack me!

It was only when Yuan Bei was on the verge of the limit that he yelled at Yan Huohuo that she reacted.

Is there such a requirement?

He looked at Yuan Bei with a strange face for a while, and he was muttering something in his heart, but under Yuan Bei's urging again, he flicked the whip again.

hiss!

Yuan Bei gasped again, and just as he had imagined, his legs, which were almost unconscious at first, showed a little more strength at this time, which was enough to support him and continued to run.

He also tasted the sweetness. He also ran before. Although he didn't work so hard, the effect shouldn't be so bad. After thinking about it for a long time, it is estimated that Yan Huohuo's whip can only be used.

You see, what is the essence of human beings?

You bitch!

Before, I was scolding my mother secretly in my heart, but I asked for it myself.

Of course, the mother who deserves to be scolded still has to be scolded, so to speak, revenge will still have to be avenged in the future.

After running for a while, his legs seemed to be on fire. The muscles in his legs were burning hot, and they were trembling slightly.

Although it is only the Bronze rank, for a player with such a poor foundation like Yuan Bei, it will be rain after a long drought.

soon.

The limit is here again!

The footsteps gradually slowed down, the muscles contracted violently, accompanied by a sharp pain and a slight soreness; the lungs were like bellows, greedily sucking in the oxygen around them, and even the throat seemed to be burned by fire. It looks like it's baked, and it seems to be able to emit smoke at any time.

Waited for a long time.

Yuan Bei looked back.

Seeing Yan Huohuo standing there stupidly, he didn't know what he was thinking. From time to time, he would glance at Zhang Xiner who was also practicing in the distance, with a silly smile on his face.

Yuan Bei suddenly became angry.

What are you thinking?! Hit me!

Does this guy have any work ethic?

Is this how supervisors supervise workers?

Ah, oh!

Yan Huohuo woke up with a start, and quickly threw a whip.

Well…

Yuan Bei let out a miserable moan, his face was distorted in pain, and he looked back at Yan Huohuo bitterly.

Did this woman do it on purpose?

This hurts too much, okay?

Yan Huohuo didn't care so much, after a perfunctory whip, he turned his eyes and looked to the other side with envy in his eyes.

over there.

Zhang Peng was being ravaged by his own sister, crying for his father and mother.

Tsk.

Yan Huohuo smashed his tongue, then turned his head to look at Yuan Bei, whose face was distorted but still insisted on running, and sighed secretly:

It's boring!

I can't enjoy the pleasure of teaching others a lesson!

This person is like a robot, what's the point of that?

Can't he just be lazy? It's good to die like Zhang Peng. You work so hard, it makes me, the supervisor, a bit boring...

Turning his eyes, Yan Huohuo was ready to repeat the old trick:

Yuan Bei, why don't you take a rest and be lazy? It's okay to be lazy!

Just don't be lazy, hurry up, if I die, beat me up! Yuan Bei responded coldly.

Yan Huohuo: ...

Running the genetic technology, he whipped the whip again weakly.

Sitting down on the ground, she held her chin to watch Zhang Xiner's domestic violence scene.

Zhang Xiner glanced at Yuan Bei's side calmly, and seemed to exert more force on her hands...

Zhang Peng is a little autistic.

Who did I provoke?

...

night.

After Yuan Bei limped and hypnotized Zhang Peng, he was about to leave.

Today's training was a bit intense, and he felt that his two legs were not his anymore...

I don't know if I can get up tomorrow.

wait.

Zhang Xiner suddenly said, I'll talk to you.

okay.

Yuan Bei was startled and nodded.

But I was more or less curious in my heart, after all, the two of them seemed to have chatted a few words just yesterday.

She was also directly beaten to death.

I don't know what she wants to talk to me today.

Following Zhang Xiner to the courtyard in front of the door, Yan Huohuo went to take a bath, but did not follow.

The moon hangs in the sky, the cold light falls down, the street lamps are not on, the breeze blows, the woods not far from the door rustle softly, everywhere seems lonely.

Once Zhang Xiner was outside of training, she seemed to be a different person.

The seriousness and heroism on the face disappeared, and the cold and gentle temperament prevailed, accompanied by the moonlight, it looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Yuan Bei's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a bit.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Xiner spoke.

How much do you know about the awakened? Or, how much do you know about the early awakened?

Ask for a recommendation ticket, the outline has been drawn up, and the update will return to normal tomorrow.