Chapter 1215 Transmitting the Black Myth's 'Standing Stick' Skill

He immediately asked eagerly: "You can teach skills, so can you forget skills, or even forget a few useless skills of your own, so that I can free up a few skill slots."

Tong Xin looked at Lao Lu eagerly.

Lao Lu looked at Tong Xin with a bit of a smile, and said speechlessly: "It is impossible to forget skills. If the human brain is artificially interfered with past skills and knowledge, it is likely to cause irreversible damage to the brain, which may not only affect certain skills, but even make people idiots.

For example, a hard drive stores a lot of things, but many of them will have bad tracks and units, and those locations can no longer record other information.

Of course, it can't be done now, but it doesn't mean it can't be done in the future.

Maybe in a few decades, we can do some skills without loss, and we can record more other skills."

Speaking of this, Lao Lu said again After looking at Lao Lu, he continued, "And don't complain, I didn't hurt you! The size of each knowledge and skill is different.

You think that a simple tea-making skill can be the same as expert-level physics knowledge, but the knowledge contained in the two is not at the same level.

Or an expert-level physics knowledge and a middle school physics knowledge cannot be compared at all.

A difference of hundreds of times is considered small.

Therefore, the gap between skills is very large.

You, a great expert, don't even understand this, and you really regard this as a skill bar in the game!"

Lao Lu's words made Tong Xin blush.

He was completely too excited and didn't think of this.

"Sorry, you gave me too many surprises today, my brain is not working well anymore, and I didn't realize it at all!"

Tong Xin said, while reaching out and touching his nose.

"Don't be embarrassed, today I just want you to test our research! Now I'm passing a skill to you, and you can help me test it! Don't worry, this skill is still very small and doesn't take up much space!"

Lao Lu picked up the helmet on the side and handed it to Tong Xin.

"Oh, OK! We will definitely cooperate! These little skills are good for life!"

Tong Xin took the helmet and put it on directly.

Looking at the file in front of him, he immediately received it and clicked to install.

The progress bar appeared

[1%]

Tong Xin just glanced at the progress bar in front of him and didn't pay much attention to it.

He continued to use the skill he had just acquired to make a pot of tea, and then handed a cup to Lao Lu opposite, and took a sip of the cup himself.

"Well, not bad! Although it's not as good as the last time, it's several times better than before!"

Tong Xin was very satisfied with his tea-making skills.

"By the way, Lao Lu! What skill did you give me this time? Didn't you say that skills are very valuable?"

"This time I gave you a stick skill, which is somewhat similar to the skill 'Standing Stick' in Wukong in Black Myth!"

Lao Lu took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"Standing Stick?"

The skill of Sun Wukong appeared in his mind.

That was very cool.

When he was a child, he tried many times with a stick, but failed.

Now that he has obtained this skill directly, he is quite satisfied.

At the same time, he also knows that this skill really takes up very little brain space, which may be much smaller than the tea-making skills he has obtained.

At this moment, he is a little expectant, and keeps looking at the progress bar in front of him.

[45%]

[57%]

[87%]

[95%]

[100%]

Finally completed, Tong Xin stood up excitedly.

He looked around to see if there was a suitable stick.

"No need to look for it, I brought something that should be useful!"

Lao Lu directly took out a cylinder of about ten centimeters from his arms.

He placed it upright in a relatively open place in the room.

The next moment, the cylinder immediately extended upwards and directly hit the roof.

The whole cylinder was shining with golden light and was very beautiful.

"Wow, Lao Lu! Your thing is good!"

Tong Xin stepped forward and reached out to touch it.

Solid.

This is his feeling.

At the same time, it looks very much like a golden hoop.

"Go up and give it a try to see how good your skills are?" Lao Lu patted Tong Xin on the shoulder and said.

Tong Xin's eyes were all attracted by the stick in front of him at this moment, and he didn't see the flash of light in Lao Lu's eyes.

"But the standing stick uses a movable stick, but it's too long, and this stick is fixed up and down, can it use the standing stick skill well?"

He frowned and said.

"They are all the same, and this one is safer! You just transferred the skills and can't master them yet. The first time is completely skill recording to take you to do muscle memory movements. If something goes wrong, it will be bad. This one is fixed to prevent you from falling down!"

Tong Xin listened to Lao Lu's words and felt that it seemed to make sense.

At the same time, he was the experimenter in this study, and the other party was a researcher, who must have deeper research.

So he took two steps forward and held the golden pillar with one hand.

At this moment, he seemed to be possessed, and with a little effort, he jumped onto the stick.