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“Aooo — — — —”

After what seemed like an eternity, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted.

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed, and he immediately looked towards the sound.

In the dense forest in the distance, a giant beast was wantonly unleashing its violent power.

Its colossal body, towering over ten meters tall, charged wildly, crushing and snapping ancient trees.

Surrounding it were countless humans dressed in animal skins, resembling indigenous tribesmen.

As the illusion continuously shifted, Fang Cheng felt as if he had returned to the primordial era.

Those early people, armed with spears and bows, were attempting to hunt a "monster" hundreds of times stronger than themselves.

It seemed so reckless, yet so heroic and awe-inspiring.

Was it not because of these predecessors who fell one after another that humanity has been able to thrive to this day, establish a powerful civilization, and dominate the entire planet?

Fang Cheng suddenly realized the true meaning of the "Primordial Mother Sound".

These scenes were neither illusions conjured from nothing, nor were they divine gifts.

Rather, they were ancestral memories passed down from ancient forefathers through bloodline resonance and the inheritance of language and writing.

It was a paean of human history, a sound of civilization powerful enough to dispel any darkness and filth.

It was as if a switch had been completely flipped in his mind.

A seedling of something called faith vaguely took root deep within his heart.

Then.

Fang Cheng broke free from his state of extreme concentration.

The surrounding illusion instantly shattered like a mirror, disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, the recording also came to an end.

“Hoo — — — —”

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, raised his hand, and pressed the record button on another pen.

Then, he rubbed his tense brow and glanced at the clock.

Only a dozen minutes had passed.

Yet, he felt as if he had experienced thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.

However.

Perhaps because his learning efficiency had increased after entering a state of concentration.

The mental exhaustion was not as great as the previous two times, and the throbbing pain caused by overusing his brain was not too intense.

A light blue screen floated before his eyes.

Fang Cheng's gaze swept past a warning message about mild mental overdraft and continued downward.

After the three language skills advanced to the master level, each received a reinforcement reward of 2 points of mental attribute.

At this moment, his total mental attribute had exceeded 30 points, reaching 33 points.

Fang Cheng's heart couldn't help but stir slightly.

No wonder he felt like a fish in water after gradually adapting to listening to the "Primordial Mother Sound".

No, that's not right.

The grandmaster-level language skills should also have played a role in this.

[Spell Resistance: Increases resistance to all negative language-based abilities such as curses, bewitchment, and evil thoughts by 100%]

This skill effect seems useless for the time being.

[Japanese lv3 (Maxed)]

[Nanyang Language lv2 (386/500)]

[Desert Language lv2 (345/500)]

[Latin lv2 (329/500)]

Currently, the Japanese skill has reached its maximum level and cannot be upgraded further.

The three skills Nanyang Language, Desert Language, and Latin are also not far from reaching their maximum level.

In addition, the total number of skill slots has already reached the upper limit of 25.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel a hint of hesitation in his heart.

Should he choose to synthesize these four language skills?

If he decides to do so, then according to the panel rules, 4 lv3 skills should be able to synthesize an epic-quality talent.

However, there will also be a risk.

Without knowing the specific talent effect, he would have to give up the grandmaster-level reinforcement reward he had just obtained.

As the thought flashed through his mind, the panel displayed a prompt about the rules for synthesizing talents.

[You are about to achieve the birth of your first new talent]

[After synthesizing a talent, all reinforcement rewards from the original skills will be retained, and related effects will be superimposed on the talent's own effect]

Seeing this prompt, Fang Cheng immediately felt relieved.

Thinking about it carefully, this rule listed by the panel is also reasonable.

Otherwise, it would not only be a complete waste of the skill upgrade effect and betray the effort put into it, but it would also contradict the most basic principle of leveling up by grinding experience.

With a clearer idea in his mind, Fang Cheng pondered his next plan.

“Should I rest for two days and then continue?”

“Or should I complete the breakthrough in one go now?”

To be honest, seeing that he was not far from synthesizing a new talent with just a little more experience, he felt a little unwilling to wait any longer.

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Most importantly, he couldn't sleep at all right now!

Glancing at the warning message about mild mental overdraft.

Fang Cheng rubbed his forehead and temples, his eyes flickering slightly in the darkness.

His brain was indeed a little tired, but he could still endure it for the time being.

Speaking of which, he had challenged his physical limits many times in physical training.

So far, he had never challenged his mental limits.

The time he exercised pull-ups in the rain was more about relying on willpower to lead his body to overcome difficulties, thereby obtaining spiritual sublimation.

“Then…”

“Let's just try it once tonight!”

With this thought in mind, Fang Cheng immediately strengthened his resolve to continue grinding for experience.

His gaze immediately fell on the two recording pens.

He had just transcribed the voice data stored in Lin Chuqiao's pen to the new pen he had bought.

Now he could try turning them both on to see if there would be a double effect!

After half an hour of rest.

Shasha… shasha…

The two recording pens were pressed to play almost simultaneously, transmitting the recorded sound.

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath.

Then, he silently used his focus skill, ready to listen.

One by one, the notes that seemed to come from the distant primordial era and traveled through time rang out one after another, echoing in the small bedroom.

One more time.

Fang Cheng's brows were tightly knitted, his face was pale, but his eyes were extremely calm and rational.

In the darkness, his figure remained motionless.

As if he had completely integrated into the mysterious and grand atmosphere created by the "Primordial Mother Sound".

About five minutes later.

His temples throbbed, and he saw stars before his eyes.

Fang Cheng suddenly reached out with both hands and simultaneously pressed the play buttons on the two recording pens.

In the darkness, his face was tense, but a comfortable and happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

All four language skills have finally been promoted to the maximum level lv3!

The feeling of challenging the limits of the spirit is really good.

At this moment, Fang Cheng's mind was completely empty, he couldn't remember anything, and he didn't want to think about anything.

He felt that his body was like cotton wool, sitting on a chair, flying into the city night sky with thousands of lights, constantly floating, floating…

He just stayed in a daze like this for nearly half an hour.

The scattered consciousness finally condensed into a string, and the dull sensory perceptions of the five senses finally slowly recovered.

Fang Cheng took a few deep breaths to provide enough oxygen to his brain.

Then he straightened his back and sat up again.

His eyes were like flames ignited, staring at the panel that flashed with dazzling purple light.

[Congratulations, you have constantly broken through and reshaped yourself, your talent is amazing, and you have successfully awakened a brand new talent]

[Omniscient Language (Purple Epic)]

A new talent has finally been born!