Others rely on talent for cultivation, while he relies on computing power for cultivation.
Three years after traveling to the world of Gaowu, Lin Mo's psychic sensitivity is still zero. Zero. The lowest-level servant at Tiezhi Pass, even the gang leader didn't bother to look at him.
Until that day - in the scrap heap, my fingers touched something cold.
"The Lingshu protocol is activated, and the neural link is being established——"
The voice was as cold as iron, exploding from my mind.
There is no power to destroy heaven and earth, and there is no technique to reach heaven in one step. [Tian Yan Ling Shu] has only one function: information processing. Detect psychic energy fluctuations, calibrate enemy weaknesses, deduce the direction of the battle, and plan the optimal path.
That's it? Lin Mo stared at the translucent data stream in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
The whole world believes in "one force can defeat ten societies". The warrior who smashes the mountain with one punch is the true god here. But he, Lin Mo, didn't believe in evil. With his four crooked teammates, he carved the three words "search, strike, and withdraw" into Gao Wu's iron law - intelligence collection, precise strikes, and safe evacuation. Not a word is missing.
The handymen laughed at him and told him a joke. He threw the information in the faces of those who were laughing, making them unable to laugh.
Tianjiyuan monopolizes information and is superior? He tore apart the dark curtain so that those who were hiding in the dark could not hide.
