94: Chapter 94 A New Talent is Born

Chapter 94: The Birth of a New Talent (Second Chapter, Begging for First Subscriptions)

"Roar————"

After an unknown amount of time, a soul-shaking roar suddenly rang out.

Fang Cheng's gaze narrowed slightly, and he immediately looked up into the distance.

He saw that in the dense forest appearing in the distance, a colossal beast was wantonly venting its violent power.

Its massive body, standing over a dozen meters tall, rampaged about, crushing and snapping towering ancient trees one after another.

Around it were countless humans wearing animal skins, looking like tribal natives.

As the illusions constantly changed, Fang Cheng felt as if he had returned to the primordial and desolate era.

Those ancestors holding spears and bows were attempting to hunt a "monster" hundreds of times stronger than them.

It looked so overestimating their own capabilities, yet it also appeared deeply tragic and moving.

The reason humanity has been able to multiply to this day and dominate the entire planet,

isn't it precisely because of the existence of these predecessors who stepped forward as others fell?

Fang Cheng suddenly realized the true meaning of the "Primal Mother Vowel".

These scenes were neither illusions generated out of thin air nor gifts bestowed by any divine miracle.

Rather, they were Origin memories from ancient ancestors, passed down to descendants through Bloodline induction and language as a Legacy.

It was a hymn converged from human history, a sound of civilization sufficient to dispel any darkness and filth.

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

A sprout named belief vaguely took root deep in the bottom of his heart.

Then.

Fang Cheng pulled himself out of the state of extreme Focus.

The surrounding illusions instantly shattered like a mirror surface, dispersing without a trace.

At this time, the audio playback also happened to end right there.

"Huu————"

Fang Cheng let out a deep breath, raised his hand and pressed the recording button of another pen.

Then he rubbed his tense brows and glanced at the time on the alarm clock.

Only a little over ten minutes had passed.

Yet to his feeling, it was as if he had experienced thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.

However.

Perhaps because after entering the Focus state, learning efficiency was enhanced,

the mental consumption was conversely not as large as the previous two times, and the throbbing pain caused by excessive brain usage did not appear too intense either.

A light blue light screen emerged before his eyes.

Fang Cheng swept his gaze past a prompt message warning of slight mental overdraft, and continued to look down.

After the three language skills were promoted to Great Master level, each obtained a reinforcement reward of 2 points of mental attributes.

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

Fang Cheng's heart could not help but stir slightly.

No wonder just now when listening to the "Primal Mother Vowel", after gradually adapting, there was even a feeling of being like a fish in water.

No.

Among this, there should also be the role played by the Grandmaster-level language skill.

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

This skill effect might seem temporarily useless.

If he encounters certain supernatural phenomena in the future, it would probably become an incalculable, powerful trump card.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng immediately shifted his gaze and looked at the skill panel.

[Japanese Language Lv3 (Max Level)]

[Nanyang Language Lv2 (386/500)]

[Desert Language Lv2 (345/500)]

[Latin Lv2 (329/500)]

Right now, the Japanese Language skill had already reached the max level state, with no room left to upgrade.

Meanwhile, the three skills of Nanyang Language, Desert Language, and Latin were also not far from max level.

Coupled with the fact that the total number of skill slots had long reached the limit of 25,

Fang Cheng could not help but feel a trace of hesitation in his heart.

Should he choose to synthesize these four language-type skills?

If he decided to do this, then according to the panel rules, the 4 Lv3 skills should be able to synthesize an Epic-quality talent.

However, there would also exist a risk.

Under the premise of not knowing the specific talent effect, he would have to abandon the newly harvested Grandmaster-level reinforcement reward because of this.

As the thought flashed by, the panel floated up a prompt message regarding the rules of synthesizing talents.

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

[After synthesizing the talent, all reinforcement rewards of the original skills will be fully retained, and related special effects will be superimposed onto the talent's own effect]

After seeing this prompt message, Fang Cheng instantly felt his heart relax.

Thinking carefully, this rule listed by the panel was also entirely reasonable.

Otherwise, it would not only completely waste the skill upgrade effect and betray the sweat paid for it, but it would also run counter to the most basic principle of grinding experience to upgrade.

Having confidence in his heart, Fang Cheng pondered his next plan.

"Should I rest for two days and then continue?"

"Or complete the Breakthrough in one go right now?"

To be honest, seeing that it only took a little more experience value to synthesize a new talent, making him continue to wait made him somewhat unwilling.

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The most crucial thing was that he simply couldn't sleep right now!

He glanced at the warning message regarding slight mental overdraft.

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

His brain indeed had some sense of fatigue, but it was still bearable for the time being.

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

Up until now, however, he had never challenged his mental limits.

That time working out in the rain doing Pull-ups relied more on will to lead the flesh to overcome difficulties, thereby obtaining mental sublimation.

"Then..."

"Let's simply give it a try tonight!"

At this thought, Fang Cheng immediately solidified the idea of continuing to grind experience.

His gaze then fell upon the two recording pens.

Just now, he had already transcribed the voice data stored in Lin Chuqiao's pen to the new pen he bought himself.

Now he could completely try opening them in double, to see if there would be a double effect!

After half an hour of rest.

Rustle... Rustle...

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

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

Then he silently used Focus Skill, getting ready to listen.

Syllables that seemed to come from the distant primordial wilderness and traversed time and space sounded one after another, echoing within the narrow bedroom.

Once more.

Fang Cheng's brows were tightly knitted, his complexion turned pale, yet his gaze was extremely calm and rational.

In the darkness, his figure remained motionless.

It was as if he had completely integrated into the mysterious and grand atmosphere created by the "Primal Mother Vowel".

About five minutes later.

His temples throbbed violently, and golden stars floated before his eyes.

Fang Cheng abruptly extended both hands, simultaneously pressing down on the play buttons of the two recording pens.

In the darkness, his face was tense, but the corners of his mouth revealed a comfortable and carefree smile.

The four language skills had finally all been promoted to max level Lv3!

The feeling of challenging mental limits was truly not bad.

At this moment, Fang Cheng's head was completely emptied; he couldn't think of anything, nor did he want to think about anything.

He felt as if his body was like cotton wool, sitting on a chair, flying into the city night sky of ten thousand lights, drifting and drifting endlessly...

Staring blankly like this for nearly half an hour.

His scattered consciousness finally condensed into a single string, and his sluggish sensory perceptions finally slowly recovered.

Fang Cheng took a few deep breaths to allow his brain to get sufficient oxygen supply.

Then he straightened his back and sat up again.

His eyes, as if ignited by a flame, gazed at the panel flickering with brilliant purple light.

[Congratulations, you have continuously broken through and reshaped yourself; your talent is breathtaking, and you have successfully awakened a brand-new talent]

[Omniscient Language (Purple Epic Grade)]

The new talent was finally born!