"Ah————"
After an unknown amount of time, a soul-stirring roar suddenly sounded.
Fang Cheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately looked up.
In the dense forest in the distance, a giant beast was wantonly venting its violent power.
The huge body, more than ten meters high, rushed forward, crushing and breaking towering ancient trees.
And around it, there were countless humans wearing animal skins, like tribal natives.
As the illusion continued to change, Fang Cheng seemed to have returned to the ancient times.
Those ancestors holding spears and bows were trying to hunt "monsters" that were hundreds of times stronger than them.
It seemed so ignorant of their own strength, but it was also very moving.
The reason why humans have been able to thrive to this day, build a strong civilization, and dominate the entire planet.
Isn’t it because of the existence of these ancestors who have fought one after another?
Fang Cheng suddenly realized the true meaning of "primitive vowels".
These scenes were neither illusions nor divine gifts.
They were the original memories passed down from ancient ancestors through blood induction and language and writing.
It was a hymn of human history, enough to dispel any dark and evil civilization.
It seemed as if a switch was completely turned on in his mind.
Some seedlings called faith took root in the depths of his heart.
Then.
Fang Cheng broke away from his extremely focused state.
The surrounding illusions instantly shattered like a mirror and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, the recording playback just happened to end.
"Hu————"
Fang Cheng took a deep breath and raised his hand to press the recording button of another pen.
Then he rubbed his tense eyebrows and glanced at the alarm time.
Only a dozen minutes had passed.
But he felt as if he had experienced thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years.
However.
Perhaps it was because he entered a state of concentration that his learning efficiency was improved.
The mental consumption was not as great as the previous two times, and the swelling and pain caused by overusing the brain did not seem too strong.
A light blue screen appeared in front of him.
Fang Cheng glanced at a message warning of a slight mental overdraft and continued to read.
After the three language skills were promoted to master level, each received a 2-point mental attribute enhancement reward.
At this moment, his total mental attribute exceeded 30 points, reaching 33 points.
Fang Cheng’s heart was slightly moved.
No wonder he felt like a fish in water after listening to the "original vowels" just now and gradually adapted to it.
No.
This should also be due to the role played by the master-level language skills.
[Spell resistance, resistance to all negative language abilities such as curses, bewitches, evil thoughts, etc. increased by 100%]
This skill effect seems to be useless for the time being.
If you come into contact with some supernatural phenomena in the future, it may become an inestimable and powerful trump card.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng immediately shifted his sight and looked at the skill panel.
[Japanese language lv3 (full level)]
[Southeast Asian language lv2 (386/500)]
[Desert language lv2 (345/500)]
[Latin language lv2 (329/500)]
At present, the Japanese language skill has reached the maximum level and cannot be upgraded.
And the three skills of South Asian language, Desert language and Latin are also not far from the maximum level.
In addition, the total number of skill bars has already reached the upper limit of 25.
Fang Cheng couldn’t help but hesitate.
Should I choose to synthesize these four language skills?
If I decide to do so, then according to the panel rules, the four lv3 skills should be able to synthesize epic-level talents.
However, there is also a risk.
Without knowing the specific effect of the talent, you have to give up the Grandmaster-level enhancement reward you just received.
As the thought flashed through his mind, a prompt message about the rules of synthesizing talents appeared on the panel.
[You are about to achieve the birth of the first new talent]
[After synthesizing the talent, all the enhancement rewards of the original skill will be retained, and the relevant special effects will be superimposed on the effect of the talent itself]
After seeing this prompt message, Fang Cheng felt relieved immediately.
Thinking carefully, the rule listed on the panel is also reasonable.
Otherwise, not only will the skill upgrade effect be completely wasted, the sweat paid for it will be in vain, and it will also go against the most basic principle of liver experience upgrade.
After having a bottom line in his mind, Fang Cheng pondered the next plan.
"Should I take a break for two days and then continue?"
"Or should I make a breakthrough right now?"
To be honest, it was a bit unwilling to let him wait any longer when he saw that he could synthesize a new talent with only a few experience points.
The most important thing is that he can’t sleep at all now!
He glanced at the warning message about slight mental overdraft.
Fang Cheng rubbed his forehead and temples, his eyes flickering slightly in the darkness.
The brain was indeed a little tired, but it was still bearable for the time being.
Speaking of which, he had challenged the limits of physical training many times.
So far, he had never challenged the limits of the spirit.
That time when he was doing pull-ups in the rain, he relied more on his will to lead the body to overcome difficulties and thus obtain spiritual sublimation.
"Then…"
"Let’s just try it tonight!"
As soon as he thought of this, Fang Cheng immediately determined to continue to gain experience.
His eyes immediately fell on the two recorders.
Just now he had transcribed the voice data stored in Lin Chuqiao’s pen to the new pen he bought.
Now he can try to double open it to see if it has a double effect!
After a half-hour break.
Rustle… rustle…
The two recorders pressed the play button almost at the same time, and the recorded sound came out.
Fang Cheng’s eyes flashed and he took a deep breath.
Then he silently used the concentration skill and prepared to listen.
One by one, the syllables that seemed to come from the distant wilderness and traveled through time and space rang out one after another, echoing in the small bedroom.
One more time.
Fang Cheng frowned, his face turned pale, but his eyes were extremely calm and rational.
His figure remained motionless in the darkness.
It seemed that he had completely integrated into the mysterious and grand atmosphere created by the "original vowels".
About five minutes later.
His temples were throbbing, and golden flowers appeared in front of his eyes.
Fang Cheng stretched out his hands suddenly and pressed the play button of the two recorders at the same time.
In the darkness, his face was tense, but the corners of his mouth showed a comfortable and happy smile.
Four language skills have finally been upgraded to the maximum level 3!
It feels really good to challenge the limit of the spirit.
At this moment, Fang Cheng’s mind is completely empty. He can’t think of anything and doesn’t want to think about anything.
I feel like my body is like cotton wool, sitting on a chair, flying into the night sky of a city with thousands of lights, floating and floating…
I was in a daze for nearly half an hour.
The scattered consciousness finally condensed into a string, and the dull five senses finally recovered slowly.
Fang Cheng took a few deep breaths to get enough oxygen to the brain.
Then he straightened his back and sat up again.
His eyes were like flames, staring at the panel flashing brilliant purple light.
[Congratulations, you keep breaking through, reshaping yourself, your talent is amazing, and you have successfully awakened a brand new talent]
[Omniscient Language (Purple Epic)]
A new talent is finally born!
