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Chapter 95 The Meaning of the Postcard (Third update, please subscribe first)

The panel emits a purple light that is more colorful and mysterious than before.

Fang Cheng's eyes also flickered as he carefully stared at the specific description of the new talent.

【Omniscient language】

[Proficient in the language of any spiritual creature, just by listening to a complete conversation or reading a simple line of text, you can use your strong instinct to completely decipher and unlock it in an instant]

[Resistance to all negative language abilities such as curses, bewitches, and evil thoughts increased by 400%]

"Hey..."

Fang Cheng took a deep breath to calm his agitated mood.

This talent is composed of language skills.

Although it cannot improve his combat capability directly, it will provide him with the greatest convenience in his future life and study, and there will be no obstacles in communicating with others.

Moreover, the adjective "spiritual creature" is even more imaginative...

The attribute of omniscience is almost like the ability possessed by gods.

The reason why it is rated as "epic" rather than "mythical".

I'm afraid it's also due to the shortcomings in combat effectiveness.

but.

When our attention turns to the second ability of "omniscient language", this shortcoming disappears instantly.

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, his eyes revealing even more satisfaction.

In his fighting philosophy, fighting with the enemy is not only about attacking and seizing the initiative.

It is even more necessary to stabilize the posture and take defensive measures in order to launch a precise strike.

The spell resistance described in the new talent should mainly come from the willpower blessing provided by the mental attribute.

Calculated based on your current basic attributes.

A 400% increase is equivalent to having spell resistance of more than 100 points of spiritual attribute.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel emotional.

An epic talent is worthy of being epic!

There is absolutely no comparison with skills that are gradually upgraded through daily hard practice.

Or it can be said that only when all skills are upgraded to the maximum level and eventually evolved into talents, can it be considered a true success!

After evaluating the specific abilities of the new talent.

Fang Cheng collected his thoughts and calmed his mind.

He then opened the desk drawer and took out the postcard that had been lying there for a long time.

"I hope to have the honor of hearing your voice..."

Looking at the above line of words again, Fang Cheng's mind moved slightly.

I can vaguely understand the sender's mood when he wrote these words.

Then, his eyes swept across the following string of unclear characters.

The text symbols that originally seemed strange and weird seemed to become harmonious and orderly all of a sudden.

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed and he immediately understood the meaning.

Then, his expression became a little strange...

This is a password.

Weird thoughts, that's not the point.

But because it happens to be a spell.

But it is not the kind of negative language that curses others to death, but a medium that can be used to communicate with each other.

It's like... the special key you need to enter to log into a private chat room.

This was the first time Fang Cheng had seen this kind of thing and he didn’t understand the specifics, so he could only make a rough analogy.

After a little thought, he moved his lips slightly and recited this extremely difficult spell fluently.

"Om, A, Mi, Ma, Wa, She, Moo..."

As the spell was recited word by word, it echoed clearly in the air.

The surrounding scene was receding.

At the same time, countless voices came to my ears.

It's like a radio with cross-channel signals, picking up the rustling and noisy human voices.

In a flash, the noise faded away quickly like the tide.

Fang Cheng opened his eyes wide and looked around.

The small bedroom seemed to be completely shrouded in darkness. It was so dark that even the perception ability of 33 points of spiritual attribute could not guess.

It's like being alone, standing at the end of the world.

Empty, silent, and ethereal.

Fang Cheng wasn't sure whether this was just an illusion he had created.

Or does it really exist on some level in this world?

Looking outside, all the light from the outside world seemed to have been completely swallowed up by the universe, which was so deep and depressing.

But that darkness was not simply darkness.

It flows slowly as if it has substance, like a thick fog covering the heaven and earth.

Faintly, you can hear the whistling of the wind or the sound of waves crashing.

It seems that there are countless evil creatures hiding in it, ready to devour people.

It is a bit like the state I was in when I listened to the second syllable of the "original vowel" before.

Fang Cheng's heart suddenly moved. He looked up and his dark and shiny pupils dilated slightly.

"That is……"

I saw a few sparse stars hanging in the sky above my head.

Further careful identification reveals something unusual.

They are big and small, sometimes gathered and sometimes dispersed, with different shapes and brightness, more like points of light floating in the dark fog.

It’s just that some are brighter, like stars hanging high in the sky, attracting everyone’s attention.

Some are so faint that they are hardly noticeable, like the light of fireflies, dancing up and down, drifting with the current.

And in the deep darkness beyond, there seemed to be even more elusive spots of light hidden.

Fang Cheng's eyes sparkled, he looked down at the circle of light appearing under his feet, and instantly understood something.

Then he remembered the spell he had recited.

As his mind moved slightly, he stood in front of one of the fainter spots of light.

But when people get closer, the light instantly turns into the image of a manor gate.

The door is carved with various intricate patterns, which are neat and symmetrical, and appear extremely noble and elegant.

Fang Cheng looked up at the door, raised his hand and prepared to knock.

Then, it paused again.

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Gangnam District, Daogu Street.

This can be said to be one of the areas with the highest housing prices in Dongdu.

Late into the night.

In a villa with a garden and a swimming pool, all the lights were turned off.

The servants had all fallen asleep and it was so quiet that the only sound that could be heard was the ticking of the clock on the wall.

Only in the master bedroom, there was a faint light flickering.

I saw a shirtless, handsome young man sitting cross-legged on the floor.

There is a circle of lit candles placed around, as if doing meditation practice.

Suddenly his brows twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes with a little awareness.

Then he scratched his black hair covering his eyebrows in annoyance, and a creepy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Why don't you come in? I'm very hospitable to my kind..."

As he spoke, a faint green light flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, in another corner of the city.

A woman with a curvaceous figure in silk pajamas sat up from the bed.

As if he had just had a nightmare, he muttered to himself:

"Haven't you contacted his girlfriend yet?"

"Even though I'm a rookie, I shouldn't do this."

"Based on his reading speed, he should have already broken through his memory or perception limits, and his meditation skills should not be bad either."

"All he needs to do is pronounce the rhythm of those few words correctly. He doesn't need to learn the mantra systematically..."

The woman frowned slightly, thinking hard, finding it difficult to understand.

I covered myself with the warm velvet quilt and tried to continue sleeping, but all sleepiness disappeared.

(End of this chapter)