Dark Moon Era Chapter 40: Excited

Tang Ling was too lazy to even feed his curiosity about all this.

Deep in his heart was a stern thought that one day, he would be familiar with everything in this world even though it was not what he truly yearned for.

Tang Ling and Su Yao were standing inside Basic Training Room 019.

The room was almost a dozen square meters large, but there was nothing inside, at least not within sight.

How am I going to train here? Tang Ling was a little curious, but he did not ask and just waited patiently.

He knew after he stepped through the wall that many things exceeded his comprehension.

"Truth be told, with your current strength level, the training facilities here aren't useful anymore, but I just wanted to know where your foundation is at," said Su Yao casually.

As he spoke, he walked to the left corner of the room and slid the metallic card into the wall. A hole as big as a human's head opened and inside were a dozen red capsules.

"Maybe I need to take some medication." Tang Ling was confused, but he had seen the capsules known as medicines before. They were precious resources back in the settlement and rumor has it that they were left behind by the old civilization.

Su Yao went through the red capsules and eventually simply picked one out. "This'll be enough. You need to know that the existence of your current strength is considered a waste of resources in this world. I'm not hugely curious, but you've consumed a shred of level 3 vicious beast meat, so I must see how far you've grown since it's important." 

After that, Su Yao turned around to Tang Ling with an unusual stern look. He was not joking at all.

At the same time, Su Yao pinched the red capsule with his fingers and crushed it. Subsequently, the capsule disintegrated into maroon crystal dust that floated in the air by itself. Moments later, the dust particles started to expand rapidly.

Then, as if the crystal specks of dust had a will of their own, they rapidly lined up following a certain sequence, and a while later, an intricate machine made out of maroon crystals appeared in the room. The smooth lines on the machine were comparable to an art piece as it emanated a surreal feeling as though it had surpassed the current civilization.

Even though Tang Ling was fully prepared for this, he was still shocked. The first thought in his mind was that it reminded him of the Mysterious Store. 

Did all this come from the Mysterious Store? Are there other Dream Seeds inside Safety Sector No. 17?

Su Yao interrupted Tang Ling's thoughts with a disdainful comment, "Flashy but useless stuff isn't worth your surprise. Did you simply assume that this place isn't as worthless as the others?"

As worthless as the others? Tang Ling was rendered speechless.

Before this, when they were outside the wall, Su Yao had said the same thing before, and Tang Ling thought the man was referring to the differences outside and within the walls.

Who would have thought that even inside the wall, he would deem it as useless as it was outside? What other places were not worthless to him?

A spiking interest towards the entire world started to spread in Tang Ling's heart like an ember growing into a blazing flame.

However, Su Yao was not here to tell stories. 

He looked at the maroon machine and said, "I've previously done a rough estimation of your strength, so I'd say your strength is around 200 kgs. The lowest standard of the training camp is 200 kgs, and I'm referring to the lousiest Fifth Training Camp. This is a Quantum Force Measurer that can sustain 10 tons of force and deliver very precise results. Now, give it all you've got and punch it." 

Those several simple sentences held a sea of important information.

Based on the strength that he tempered through the life and death situation in the wild, it turned out that he was only eligible to enter the lousiest Fifth Training Camp.

Tang Ling was disappointed, and at the same time, shocked.

If that's the case, why did Uncle Su Yao want me to join the examination of the First Reserved Camp? On what basis did he make that demand? If I remember correctly, the reexamination of the training camp starts in two days. How am I going to strengthen myself?

"Hurry up. Give it your best punch. The results will be displayed on the monitor." Su Yao was a little impatient with Tang Ling's delay, so he had to somehow rush the boy.

Tang Ling took a deep breath as he stood in front of the machine and tilted his head slightly down. "200 kgs? I manage to achieve 211 kgs before this, and after I've absorbed a little piece of level 3 vicious beast meat, I should be able to…" As he mumbled to himself, he prepared himself for the punch.

"Wait, have you measured your strength before?" Su Yao was slightly suspicious, but he quickly hid his expression.

He suddenly thought of a familiar old friend and a certain possibility. In turn, his heart started to race and a trace of grief rose from his heart uncontrollably.

"No," Tang Ling answered directly.

He kept his head down and thought for a second before he spoke hesitantly, "I... I'm just very sensitive towards strength, speed, time, and minor changes in my surroundings since I was young. I'm able to detect the changes and even come up with a very precise number in my brain." 

Tang Ling did not hide anything from Su Yao even though it was his biggest secret.

He was trying to explain his Precise Instinct accurately and as simply as possible. That was the reason why he thought about it before saying, but he felt like it was an understatement.

"However, recently…" Tang Ling wanted to say that he realized that his Precise Instinct seemed to have improved recently. Nevertheless, he could not explain the power-up in detail, but he felt like he was obliged to tell Su Yao. Maybe the man could shed some light on his abilities.

However, before he could finish, Tang Ling was stunned because Su Yao seemed to be a little absent-minded. The man did not react to anything he said. Instead, he took a small metal bottle out of his pocket, twisted the cap open and gulped a mouthful of its contents.

Tang Ling felt sadness oozing from Su Yao in that exact moment, but the latter brushed it off in the next second with an exaggerated gasp, "Good booze!"

It made Tang Ling unsure of what he just saw. Was he overthinking?

"Then, what is your current strength?" Rarely, Su Yao hastened his words.

"As a rough estimation, 280 kgs. I can give you a precise number to as detailed as three decimal points, but I must first throw a punch." Unbeknownst even to himself, Tang Ling felt a little closer to Su Yao. The truth grew exponentially, and Tang Ling himself did not even realize his own emotions.

"Give it a try. The monitor will display it later. Tell me the answer then." Su Yao took a step back as though he was trying to give Tang Ling enough space.

Tang Ling nodded, sucked in a deep breath, widened his stance and braced himself. A primal growl later, his punch struck the center of the target on the machine.

"How much is it?" Su Yao squinted his eyes at the monitor. The room was a little dim but he seemed like he was staring at a bright light.

"280.374 kgs," Tang Ling announced with utmost certainty. He did not look at the answer on the display. Instead, he stared at Su Yao with a puzzled look.

His Precise Instinct had been with him since he was young. Albeit special, it was not actually useful, so he did not know why Su Yao wanted to prove the existence of his ability so badly.

Su Yao was already standing in front of the machine. The monitor on top of it displayed a set of precise numbers—280.37465 kgs.

Chapter end