[Ahal-Teke Mongolian Horse Hybrid]
[Super Physique (Green Talent) requires 1 Talent Point to activate]
[Super Endurance (Green Talent) requires 1 Talent Point to activate]
[Untamed (Gold Talent) requires 5 Talent Points to activate]
[Gallop a Thousand Miles (Gold Talent) requires 5 Talent Points to activate]
[Blood Sweat Horse (Gold Talent) requires 5 Talent Points to activate]
[Child of Talent (Legendary Talent) requires 10 Talent Points to activate]
...
Looking at the talent panel before him, a hint of surprise flashed in Yang Lin's eyes.
He had originally thought that the tales of the celestial horse were just made up by the herders to inflate its value.
He never expected it to be true.
"I want to see what's so special about this so-called Child of Talent."
Seeing that there were no tourists around, Yang Lin casually threw out 10 Talent Points.
He had accumulated hundreds of Talent Points by now, and 10 Talent Points were nothing to him.
As the Talent Points were invested, the Legendary Talent, Child of Talent, was immediately activated.
Visibly, the physique of this hybrid became even sturdier, and its form more streamlined.
Its already black coat was now as dark as ink, yet it shimmered with a silken sheen.
The white marking on its forehead had transformed into a perfectly regular rhombus, and the white fur around its hooves had changed into a cloud-like pattern.
From afar, it looked as if it was treading on clouds.
And this was only the external change. From his own perception, Yang Lin could feel that although the treasure horse before him still looked like a horse, it was essentially like a different species.
To verify his guess, Yang Lin mounted the horse again.
"Go! Use your fastest speed!"
As soon as Yang Lin spoke, the heavenly horse beneath him let out a long neigh.
Before Yang Lin could react, it had already accelerated.
From a standstill to lightning speed, it took less than a tenth of a second.
Yang Lin, on the horse's back, only felt the scenery whizzing by, and the wind rushing towards him almost made his eyes water.
It felt like riding a motorcycle at 140 km/h on the highway without a helmet.
"Holy shit!"
"Holy shit!"
After several exclamations of surprise, the only thing Yang Lin could do was tighten the reins to avoid falling off.
If he fell, he would be dead on the spot.
And just as he was marveling at the speed, a small river that cut across the wetland park appeared before him.
At a rough glance, he could estimate the width of the river to be about 10 meters.
To avoid splashing himself, Yang Lin prepared to slow down.
But before he could give the command, the heavenly horse beneath him had already leaped.
It was about five meters from the riverbank, and with the width of the river, it was nearly 15 meters.
The heavenly horse's action stunned Yang Lin.
"Stop, stop, stop, hurry up and stop, we'll fall into the river!"
"No!"
But as soon as his words left his mouth, he was already in mid-air.
His peripheral vision could even see the tourists in the park staring at him with stunned expressions.
Just as he was preparing to fall into the river, the heavenly horse beneath him had already landed safely.
Its four hooves landed steadily on the grass on the other side of the river.
Looking at the river behind him and the grass beneath him, it took Yang Lin a full ten seconds before he finally came to his senses.
Touching his still-beating heart, he finally let out a long sigh of relief.
"My God, I'm not dead."
"It's almost 20 meters from the other side of the river to here, you're truly amazing, buddy."
"The last one that was this amazing was carrying someone who weaved straw sandals."
Saying this, Yang Lin stroked the horse's head.
As soon as he touched it, he felt a sticky dampness on his hand. When he opened his palm, he saw a layer of crimson liquid, like blood.
At first, he thought the horse beneath him was injured, but then he quickly understood, and a trace of joy appeared in his eyes.
"We've struck gold, this is a real blood sweat horse."
"I never thought the legends were true."
After the excitement, he made a decision.
"From today on, you are my personal steed. Also, your name is too long and difficult to remember."
"Since you're a hybrid of the Ahal-Teke and Mongolian horse, I'll call you Amon from now on, with Mengmeng as your nickname."
Perhaps due to the activation of the talent, Amon, who had been resistant and disdainful of Yang Lin before, now seemed extremely affectionate.
Even though Yang Lin gave it such a "shabby" name, it accepted it completely and even seemed very happy.
"Let's go, Amon, let them witness my heroic posture, let's go!"
With a gentle pat on Amon's flank, Amon immediately turned into a black lightning bolt again and galloped wildly in the free-range area.
Tourists encountered along the way were all awestruck by the sight.
"Whoa, what was that that just shot past? It scared me."
"It's all black, is it a horse?"
"I don't know if it's a horse, but the person riding it seems to be Director Yang."
"What kind of big black mouse is galloping so fast."
"Maybe Bolt is carrying Director Yang on his back."
"Let's follow and take a look."
Stirred by the commotion Yang Lin caused, a large number of curious tourists headed towards the main road of the zoo.
Meanwhile, the tourists waiting by the big trucks were getting impatient.
"Didn't Director Yang go to train the horse? Why isn't he back yet?"
"Yeah, what if he was thrown into a ditch by the horse?"
"That's unlikely, at most he broke a leg and is crawling back now."
"Should we report it to the park?"
"Report what? If you report it here, Director Yang's own phone will ring over there."
"Probably he couldn't tame it, and he's too embarrassed to come back."
"If Director Yang comes back later, give him some face, don't laugh too loudly."
"What if we can't hold it in?"
"If you can't hold it in, think of the saddest thing in your life."
...
Just as everyone unanimously concluded that Yang Lin had not tamed the black horse, the sound of crisp hooves echoed from the end of the main road.
As they followed the sound of the hooves, a black lightning bolt first appeared in their sight.
As it got closer, the black lightning bolt transformed into a magnificent horse treading on clouds.
In the sunlight, the jet-black horse, combined with the steam emanating from its body, looked as if it had descended from the heavens.
And on the back of this divine steed, a young man with hair that looked like it had been blown by a bomb was waving his right hand with a silly grin.
The crowd, who had been in awe moments ago, was immediately brought back to reality by the youth's honest smile.
"That hairstyle is incredibly awesome!"
"Is there anyone good at photo editing? Help me photoshop the person on the back, thanks."