Start the liver experience with push-ups

Click.

The player button sounded, and the tape stopped turning.

The entire lecture hall returned to brightness.

Those desolate and strange aftersounds also disappeared from my ears, fading away…

Fang Cheng deeply exhaled a breath.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of relief, and his whole body even broke out in a cold sweat.

Perhaps because he was too engrossed, his head was swollen, his temples were throbbing, and he vaguely felt nauseous.

Rubbing his brow hard, Fang Cheng looked at the panel information that appeared in front of him.

【Warning! You have slightly overdrawn your spirit, your physical condition is poor, please pay attention to rest】

【Warning! You have excessively overdrawn your spirit, your physical condition is very poor, please pay attention to rest】

… … … … … …

His eyes swept over these warning messages, and he continued to look down.

New information, like flowing water, made his eyes light up.

【Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skill has reached the expert level】

【Nanyang Language lv1 (0/250)】

【Obtain skill enhancement reward, 1 point of spirit attribute】

… … … … … …

【Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skill has reached the expert level】

【Desert Language lv1 (0/250)】

【Obtain skill enhancement reward, 1 point of spirit attribute】

… … … … … …

【Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skill has reached the expert level】

【Latin lv1 (0/250)】

【Obtain skill enhancement reward, 1 point of spirit attribute】

… … … … … …

Watching his spirit attribute increase from 22 points to 25 points, his sluggish state also eased slightly.

Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, his gaze shifted to the four foreign language skill columns.

【Japanese lv1 (197/250)】

【Nanyang Language lv1 (123/250)】

【Desert Language lv1 (101/250)】

【Latin lv1 (89/250)】

Suddenly, a soft and melodious voice sounded beside him:

“Are you okay? Your face is so pale?”

Fang Cheng opened his eyes and saw Lin Chuqiao looking at him with concern in her eyes.

So he shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

At this time, Professor Hao also spoke again, continuing the lecture.

“The voices emitted by this tape were all recorded by a colleague of mine, who is now suffering from auditory hallucinations due to mental problems and is receiving treatment in the hospital.”

“Perhaps it is a call from the ancestors in the bloodline, or perhaps there really are gods who can communicate…”

“After the birth of human civilization, the social activity ability of division of labor and cooperation has been enhanced, but the telepathic ability inherent in language itself is constantly declining…”

The lecture interaction lasted about two hours.

The listeners were still unsatisfied, and surrounded Professor Hao, raising their own questions and opinions.

Some people also requested to borrow this tape to study and ponder it carefully.

Professor Hao Yu resolutely refused:

“I’m sorry, this information is too precious. Relevant departments have greeted me and prohibited external dissemination.”

“The reason why I chose to announce it here is mainly because I don’t want the research results of my colleagues to be buried. Now I will show it to everyone briefly, which is the greatest effort I can make…”

Hearing this, Fang Cheng, who was standing on the periphery of the crowd, also dispelled the same idea.

Then he left the lecture hall with a guess.

Walking out the door, he saw a graceful figure standing in front of the corridor, seemingly waiting for him.

“Here.”

Lin Chuqiao stretched out her fair palm and handed over a black pen.

“What is this?”

Fang Cheng was slightly stunned.

“A voice recorder.”

The corners of Lin Chuqiao's mouth raised, with a bit of smugness:

“I just copied all the information from the tape, I’ll lend it to you for a few days.”

Fang Cheng stared at her big eyes hidden behind the lenses, which were as bright as a Persian cat's.

After a few seconds, he said thank you.

It seems that this woman had inside information early on and prepared in advance.

When he took the pen from her hand, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he owed her another favor, and he didn't know how to repay it.

“Hey, the characters on the postcard your girlfriend sent you, did you get any inspiration after listening to the lecture?”

Lin Chuqiao then asked.

Fang Cheng shook his head and waved goodbye to her.

Looking at the back of the man gradually moving away, Lin Chuqiao's eyes shone brightly, and she murmured:

“It seems that we still have to wait a little longer…”

… … … … … … … … … … … …

Home, bedroom.

Fang Cheng sat in front of his desk, staring intently at the black voice recorder lying on his hand.

After returning home, he did not immediately open the copied voice data inside.

Instead, he closed his eyes to rest. After nearly half an hour, he prepared to start a new attempt.

“It should be about the same…”

Feeling that his physical condition was good, Fang Cheng took a deep breath.

Then, his eyes were solemn and he pressed the play button on the voice recorder.

Swish, swish, swish…

After waiting for a moment.

That desolate and strange moo sound sounded again.

Fang Cheng was also instantly brought back to the distant prehistoric era.

As one single syllable after another sounded and echoed in his ears.

He seemed to be listening to a primitive music for sacrificing gods.

It seemed that he had personally seen the pioneers starting from scratch, paying all kinds of hard work for the inheritance of blood and civilization.

This illusion was several times more realistic than practicing air strikes and simulating imaginary enemies.

At the same time, a long string of prompt messages also flowed from his eyes like a waterfall.

【You are comprehending some wonderful voice, all language skills experience +1】

【You are comprehending some wonderful voice, all language skills experience +1】

【You are comprehending some wonderful voice, all language skills experience +1】

… … … … … …

On the panel, the experience values ​​of the four foreign language skills were increasing rapidly.

The skill progress bar of Japanese even continued to rise after breaking through to lv2.

But at this moment, a burst of needle-like pain suddenly came from his brain.

Fang Cheng immediately frowned and immediately pressed the stop button on the voice recorder.

As the voice playback stopped, he also withdrew from that wonderful state.

Feeling the swelling pain in his forehead that was much stronger than before, Fang Cheng rubbed his brow and temples.

He was now like a game player who had fought for one day and two nights and stayed up all night continuously.

“It seems that my spirit has not fully recovered, let’s wait a few more days.”

“But…”

Fang Cheng said silently, his eyes condensed, and he looked at the new changes on the panel.

【Japanese lv2 (79/500)】

【Skill enhancement reward, 2 points of spirit attribute】

This attempt at least proved that this voice data was indeed of great help to him.

With his current spirit attribute as high as 27 points.

Perhaps next time, he can use the focus skill at the same time to see if there are even more amazing effects.

Fang Cheng put away the voice recorder and glanced at the postcard placed aside.

He raised his head and looked at the gradually falling night and lights outside the window, quietly relaxing himself.

Suddenly, he remembered something and immediately stood up.

“Oh no!”

Then he took out a beautifully packaged paper box from the closet, and then quickly ran to the entrance, put on his shoes.

Then he opened the door, walked to the door of Zhou Xiumei's house next door, and raised his hand to knock.