One Man’s Power

America, northern continent, military base.

Dr. Sang dialed Tang Hong's private number.

He heard a noisy voice from the mobile phone thousands of miles away: "Tang Hong... what are you doing?"

"this."

Tang Hong pondered for a moment.

This question is a bit difficult to be true. Can't you tell Dr. Sang that you are manifesting yourself in front of people?

So I changed it to a literary saying: "I am leading the lost lamb to the other side of the starry sky, using sincere and true language, using soul-stirring emotions, and using my righteousness and noble personality to help people solve their confusion."

"Yes."

"For a noble purpose, I cannot decay, but I am willing to burn."

Abbreviation: Shattering and wandering.

However, Dr. Sang's mind is so sharp. He put the handset of the mobile phone to his left ear and caught a few key words after listening for a while.

He sighed: "Extraordinary and open...you finally made a choice."

"Why bother."

"I told you that according to scientific and objective data, it is not beneficial to do so... When you have tasted the bitterness of being unknown, the loneliness of incognito, enduring the cold and suffering, staying away from the crowd, away from the spotlight, and away from the warm life, finally You feel alone and helpless, on top of the world."

Dr. Sang doesn't know the power of one person, but by observing Tang Hong's process of becoming stronger, he believes that loneliness is the source of Tang Hong's talent.

so……

From an objective point of view... Dr. Sang respects Tang Hong's decision, but disagrees.

Dr. Sang shook his head: "Tell me, what's the benefit?"

At this time, across the Pacific Ocean, on the other side of transnational communication.

Tang Hong couldn't help being silent, and he didn't discuss the temporary decision with anyone - the young are strong, but the supernatural is strong, and there are too few young supernaturals. He hopes to use his own experience to arouse more young people to yearn for the supernatural and be full of enthusiasm, instead of single-minded depression. I believe that I have no hope, no ability, and no chance in the future.

The reason why extraordinary people are good at creating miracles is because extraordinary people believe in miracles, believe in more possibilities, and there is always another way.

If there is no way ahead, make a way!

If there is no light in the future, use will, faith and fighting spirit to illuminate it and dispel the darkness around you!

"Since ancient times, time waits for no one."

"I have to stand up, and all the young Chaofan have to stand up, let the world know that the extraordinary is never superior, it is the little things of life that shape the will, and the good and happy basic necessities of life shape the faith, the prosperity of the motherland, the days Live well, everyone has great potential to become extraordinary." Tang Hong thought for a while and said: "What the government wants is solid coordination and no mistakes. It is true to seek stability, but it will also lack vitality."

Stability and harmony are free from turmoil and accidents, and diversification goes hand in hand. When the two cannot coexist, of course the former is important, and the situation cannot be risked if it continues to deteriorate.

It is precisely because of this that there is a star project, and there are almost no young people in the project.

On this occasion.

Tang Hong's exemplary role is highlighted-this year's blocking career is a strong proof.

As for the pre-selection list of gold and red, it is too rigid.

Big data follows the rules step by step, so where is the miracle?

A world of ruts will only stifle more possibilities.

This is completely different from Dr. Sang's concept, and serious differences have occurred-macroscopic data is the cold truth without lies, breaking falsehood and overthrowing authority, and true science is truth.

Dr. Sang was noncommittal, and turned to say: "I need your help."

He went to Tang Hong...mainly because he was worried that the overlord would wake up in the middle of the medical examination, and Tang Hong would come forward at that time, so as to avoid misunderstanding between the two parties. Once there is a gap, it will be difficult to repair it.

"Medical examination?"

Tang Hong instantly remembered that Dr. Sang had proposed an idea: "Isn't the little white bottle a hypothesis, can such a crazy idea be realized?"

Dr. Sang: "After preliminary tests, there is hope."

Tang Hong became serious: "Wait, I'll find a quiet place to maintain communication."

According to his understanding, the little red bottle is a god resource, and the little white bottle is to solve the damage of the divine breath to the human body.

God breath! God breath! This is the root cause of the supernatural being holding his breath.

After a while.

He hurriedly left Yunhai University of Finance and Economics.

The golden red of the same school aroused curiosity, and the superhumans of the same school caused a strong sensation. Tang Hong's existence is a role model, and the best example has also set off a wave on the Internet.

"If you don't have extraordinary potential today, it doesn't mean you won't have it tomorrow. As long as you don't give up and don't get depressed, life will get better and better."

"Everything is possible."

"My God, what Tang Hong said is so good. A strong youth makes a country strong, and a strong youth makes a superhuman strong. I feel like my blood is burning again!!"

"Whoever has his number, QQ is also available, and a reward of one million Chinese coins is offered."

"When I saw Tang Hongmi, I lived my whole life Σ(°△°|||)︴"

"Hey, a single Transcendent is surprised, you all get out of the way, let me come and save Tang Hong!"

The Internet was boiling, and in just three minutes, Tang Hong's search hotspot, I am an extraordinary person, squeezed into the hot search list.

but……

The mysterious and peerless godslayer... firmly occupies the top spot on the hot search list.

——

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Through remote video communication, Tang Hong saw Xingchenyan again. Its body was covered with scars, and its black feathers had become fragmented. Not a single part of it was intact and miserable.

Tang Hong observed it.

Its wings wrap around its body.

Some wing feathers have only a small half left, and some reveal silver-white energy and flesh, like a bird that has almost plucked its feathers.

"Xingchen Yan's injuries are serious."

"It broke through and had nowhere to heal its wounds. The God of Disaster has been chasing after it, so it had to fly to the northern continent of the Americas, using the law that gods from different spaces cannot enter the Arctic forbidden zone."

Tang Hong touched his chin, his eyes flickered, thoughtful.

Obviously.

It was seriously injured by the encirclement and suppression of disaster-level gods!

Even so, no one dares to underestimate it, it is seventy or eighty disaster gods, not to mention the holy ones, even Shang Nanxun, who symbolizes the world-class supreme will and is holy, can't escape.

Including Xu Xian, the second-day talent, at best he can deal with two or three disaster gods, and if there are more than five gods, he will be powerless to contend.

"cough."

The voice of Dr. Sang came out in the video communication. He held the injection needle and gestured twice towards Xingdu Yan's leg, probably looking for the location.

The pitch-black feathers piled upon each other, like cast iron!

Its firmness, its toughness, is incredible!

The bullets of ordinary sniper rifles cannot penetrate, and the special bullets of large-caliber sniper rifles are also difficult to penetrate the feathers, and they may get stuck in the middle.

Fortunately, it killed a catastrophe-level god siege, with many wounds on its legs, so there was no need to use scientific instruments such as cutting machines and drilling machines.

"no way."

"Dissection is impossible." Dr. Sang explained to Tang Hong in a low voice: "We need to inject a few micro sensors. This device is naturally harmless and will melt within ten minutes after entering the body."

Tang Hong also responded in a low voice: "Take it easy, don't hurt Xingchen Yan!"

"Don't worry, we are so thin, we shouldn't be able to wake it up."

"It has nothing to do with thickness."

"It's just a few injections."

Dr. Sang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after finding out where the injection was, he handed the pillow to Genius Sequence x:3.

x:3:? ? ?

Dr. Sang: you go up (you go up)

x:3's face twisted, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he stared fiercely at Dr. Sang.

"Don't look at me, I'm a powerless researcher. Facing it, my legs are weak, my whole body trembles and I have no energy." Dr. Sang was confident, listed a lot of reasons, turned and ran to the distant measurement instrument.

"Damn it!"

x:3 squinted his green eyes, activated the injection device, and plunged in.

Time seems to stand still, space seems to freeze, no one speaks loudly, standing obediently, including x:3.

Breathless moment.

The audience was silent.

Tang Hong, who was thousands of miles away, also held his breath.

Three hours later, Dr. Sang lifted the eyes of the Fuyin frame and whispered: "Energy data, I got it!"

Even though it was immoral to do so, it felt like taking advantage of the fire... Dr. Sang scratched the back of his hand, feeling calm in his heart.

Notice.

When the overlord is awake, the energy fluctuates too violently, which interferes with the signal on the one hand, and on the other hand, makes it difficult for the tiny sensors to operate normally.

——

a week later.

Xingchenyan finally woke up, slowly opened his eyes, and saw a huge screen with a length and width of twenty meters in front of him.

The screen lit up, showing Tang Hong's face, and asked directly: "Can you wake up more overlords, and wake up another one? They are starting to attack our human cities!"

Xingchen Yan's pupils shrank: "How many of them are there?"

Tang Hong said in a deep voice: "It is estimated that the number of disaster gods worldwide has exceeded 150!"