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Back home.

Fang Cheng briefly reviewed the battle he had encountered today.

The incident started because the wife of the gang leader Ma Donghe used to serve had fallen into the hands of a rival gang.

Therefore, he inquired about the news everywhere, and finally found a gang den in a certain place in Lingang District.

As a result, he accidentally discovered that there was a powder-making factory hidden here.

The reason why Fang Cheng helped Ma Donghe.

In addition to the meaning of repaying favors, it was also because he couldn't stand those powder dealers who were doing evil.

I just don’t know if the gang’s subsequent revenge will be provoked after the den is taken away by the police?

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on the two recording pens.

Bring soldiers to block, and use earth to cover the water.

No matter when and where, improving one's own strength is the most worthy thing to pay attention to.

Fang Cheng picked up the recording pen borrowed by Lin Chuqiao.

There is a faint premonition in my heart.

This audio data excavated from the Xishan archaeological site is very important to me.

It's like a key that can open a mysterious door.

After two days of recuperation, his mental state has almost recovered.

It's time to try again.

Fang Cheng then stood up, closed the bedroom door tightly, and then drew the curtains.

Pa da.

Finally, even the lighting was turned off.

The entire room fell into darkness, becoming extraordinarily peaceful and quiet.

Fang Cheng sat back at his desk, his eyes shining brightly, looking at the other recording pen.

This is a recording device he bought on the second-hand market, which cost more than 2,000 yuan. It is considered a big-name parallel import.

The faint sound of the tape turning was also reproduced at this moment through the recording method.

The dark environment gave Fang Cheng a sense of security, and his body and mind became more relaxed.

While waiting to listen, his eyes quickly calmed down, and he silently recited in his heart:

“Focus skill, activate.”

The sound of rustling immediately faded away with the occasional noise coming from outside the window.

The whole person began to completely immerse himself in this darkness.

A few seconds later.

The desolate and deep moo sound, as if from the ancient wilderness, rang again.

This time, perhaps because the focus skill was activated, the perception was infinitely magnified.

The moment the moo sound entered his ears, Fang Cheng only felt a shock all over his body, as if struck by lightning.

In the next second, countless streams of information were instantly poured into his brain.

This information is extremely complex and countless.

It's like converging into a torrent that runs rampant, setting off huge waves, and constantly impacting the dam constructed by consciousness.

Just as Fang Cheng couldn't bear it and was about to forcibly stop it.

Suddenly another roar rang out.

The new syllable followed and quickly dispelled the echoing reverberation.

The whole world instantly became quiet.

Fang Cheng opened his eyes and only felt that he no longer seemed to be in the bedroom.

Instead, he stumbled and fell into the void of the universe.

The surrounding area was a viscous, muddy darkness, seemingly boundless.

But there was no spatial direction of up, down, left, and right, nor was there a time concept of past and future.

Sometimes it sets off monstrous waves, and sometimes it is as calm as stagnant water.

Occasionally, it turns into terrifying and indescribable monsters, struggling out of the filth, tearing each other apart, and making a creepy wail.

This illusion did not last long.

As if a dazzling lightning flashed across the darkness, suddenly splitting the dark void.

That was the sign that the third syllable was about to appear.

In an instant, Fang Cheng's vision became bright.

Scenes suddenly unfolded in all directions.

Skyscrapers, cars and pedestrians, advertising signs…

Immediately afterwards, the clamorous voices of people, horns, and music also sounded one after another and entered his ears.

Fang Cheng looked around in astonishment and found that he was standing on a bustling street at this moment.

In front of him was the Wantong Shopping Center located in Jiangdong District.

Everything is so real and within reach.

If one's will is not strong enough, I'm afraid they will be completely lost here.

A thought of surprise and uncertainty flashed through Fang Cheng's mind.

In an instant, the surrounding scene changed again.

It was as if time had been turned back more than ten years, and the passing vehicles, pedestrians, and city buildings had suddenly become old-fashioned and outdated.

It seems that with each syllable ringing and jumping, new scenes will be instantly generated around.

It's like a huge projector is placed between heaven and earth, constantly switching and playing images.

And the rhythm of this switching is either fast or slow, completely changing with the rhythm of those syllables.

“The illusion seems to be getting more and more real?”

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A thought flashed through Fang Cheng's mind, and then disappeared suddenly.

In a state of focus, it is difficult for him to actively break away from it unless he senses a fatal danger.

Those syllables are still echoing in my ears.

Fang Cheng felt that he was gradually adapting to this wonderful experience.

The look in his eyes became calm again, and the fluctuations in his consciousness were no longer as strong as they were at the beginning.

Just treat it as listening to a magnificent symphony and watching a holographic surround immersive movie.

Scenes flashed around like fleeting shadows.

Everything in the world is fading away quickly before his eyes.

Turning into piles of ruins, turning into ashes.

Immediately afterwards, it rises from the ground again, full of vitality.

From beginning to end, repeating the cycle.

From peacetime to war.

From technological prosperity to barbaric backwardness

From modern civilization to feudal dynasties…

In the changes of time, Fang Cheng always watched coldly and did not participate in it.

Just treat himself as a spectator witnessing history and try to maintain a clear consciousness.

Vaguely, he seemed to have grasped a bit of regularity.

That is, the true meaning contained in this “original mother sound” excavated by archaeologists from the ruins.

At the same time, from an angle that Fang Cheng did not notice at all.

A long string of prompt messages also flowed across his eyes like a waterfall.

【Warning, the information you are receiving is too complex and may contain negative factors. You need to screen it in time】

… … … … … …

【You are deeply comprehending a wonderful language, all language skills experience + 3】

【You are deeply comprehending a wonderful language, all language skills experience + 3】

【You are deeply comprehending a wonderful language, all language skills experience + 3】

… … … … … …

【Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skills have reached the master level】

【Nanyang Language lv2 (0/500)】

【Obtain enhanced reward, 2 points of mental attribute】… …

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【Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skills have reached the master level】

【Desert Language lv2 (0/500)】

【Obtain enhanced reward, 2 points of mental attribute】… …

… … … … … …

【Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skills have reached the master level】

【Latin lv2 (0/500)】

【Obtain enhanced reward, 2 points of mental attribute】… …

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【Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your skills have reached the grandmaster level】

【Eastern Japanese lv3 (This skill is at max level)】

【Obtain enhanced reward, skill effect “Spell Resistance”】

【Resistance to all negative language-based abilities such as curses, bewitchment, and evil thoughts increased by 100%】