4: C4 Two Choices(1)

C4 Two Choices(1)

Uncle Lang wasn't Reg's true elder.

He had only come to this island a year ago, which could be said to have been forgotten by the world. To be more precise, Reg had "picked" him up by the sea.

At that time, Uncle Lang's body was cold, like a piece of ten thousand years old ice. Even his breathing was as thin as a thread. He tightly hugged a thick wooden stick that looked like a mast and was washed to the beach by the sea.

Reg burned a large pile of fire, drank a few big bowls of boiling ginger soup, and helped his mother's body by the fire. It was a long time before Uncle Lang opened his eyes.

After that, Uncle Lang lived in Reg's house. In a flash, it had been a year.

Uncle Lang was quiet and rarely spoke. He would occasionally go out for a while. When he came back, he would always bring one or two low level Devil Beast with him. The skin could be sold for money. The meat could be eaten, and the Devil Crystal could also be sold for money. Although he lived in Reg's house, however, it was not a free meal.

Although Reg wasn't even twenty years old, he could feel that this Uncle Lang who didn't like to talk should be a Fighter, and his strength shouldn't be low.

Reg, who had always dreamed of becoming stronger, also wanted to ask Uncle Lang to teach him combat power. However, when Reg and Uncle Lang mentioned this, Uncle Lang only shook his head slowly and did not say a word.

Reg, who had high self-esteem, would never have this thought again and would never mention this matter again.

"You have been out for two and a half days." Uncle Lang looked at Reg indifferently. His tone was as cold as always. "Did you hide in the grass and sleep so much that you do not know during the day and night?"

Reg opened his mouth wide and scratched his head. What?" Ah, I was unconscious for two and a half days. How could it be so long..."

"In a coma?" Uncle Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes became sharp. "What happened?"

Reg did not know why he had been asleep for so long. He thought it was only half a day. He did not expect that he had been unconscious for more than two days in the sand pit. The beach was quite remote. There were also many wild beasts that he had not been eaten by. But luck...

Reg was also very confused about the strange things that he had encountered. When he heard Uncle Lang ask about it, he told Uncle Lang everything that he knew.

"Kellyen?" Uncle Lang's mouth revealed a trace of disdain, but when he heard the red crystal falling from the sky, Uncle Lang's eyes began to show surprise when he heard the red crystal falling from the sky. When he heard Reg's body being wrapped by the red substance, he heard a voice that wanted to snatch his body. Uncle Lang's eyes were filled with shock.

Obviously, this had completely exceeded his knowledge.

"... " Just like that, when I woke up, it was already now, and I accidentally discovered that there seemed to be a change in my left hand as well. "

"What change?"

Reg stretched out his left arm. "My left hand has become much stronger, and I can actually break the sandstone with one punch, but my right hand is not..."

Before Reg could finish his words, he felt his left hand tighten. Uncle Lang grabbed his left hand and looked at it carefully.

Uncle Lang's hand grabbed Reg's hand and looked at it carefully. He felt that the surprise in Uncle Lang's eyes was getting stronger and stronger, but at the same time, it was filled with doubt.

Reg did not know what Uncle Lang was doing. He even felt a breath of air coming from Uncle Lang's hand. That breath entered his body and rotated around his body.

After a while, Uncle Lang finally let go of Reg's hand. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around and walked into the room. "It's midnight. Go to sleep early."

Reg saw Uncle Lang leave without saying anything. He was confused, but he was already used to Uncle Lang's behavior. He scratched his head and followed Uncle Lang into the room.

The next morning, when Reg was ready to pack up and go out to hunt, Uncle Lang suddenly stopped Reg. "Don't go hunting today. I have something to tell you."

Reg put down the guy in his hand and asked curiously, "What is it, Uncle Lang?"

Uncle Lang sat on the wooden chair and stared at Reg. His eyes were serious. "You want to learn combat power?"

Reg was a little surprised. He had never told Reg these things. Why did Uncle Lang change his character today? However, Reg still agreed, "Yes, I have always wanted to learn..."

"Why do you want to learn combat power?"

Reg answered without hesitation. There was some expectation and excitement in his tone, "To become stronger!"

"Become stronger?" Uncle Lang's tone was somewhat mocking. "What is the purpose of becoming stronger? To get more money, power, and women?"0

Reg was stunned. After a long while, he shook his head and said, "I don't know. I just know that I want to become stronger. Become the strongest. I can do whatever I want. No one can restrain me. At least, like yesterday, when I faced Sari, I didn't have to run for my life. "

" No matter what I do, no one can restrain me... " Uncle Lang murmured in a low voice. His eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Uncle Lang looked up at Reg and said, "I can teach you combat power."

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