Chapter 213 Category 4
"Oh oh... No, no, no, let's go to the canteen." Mao Feiyang touched his arm and felt a little uncomfortable.
These numb pseudo-people are like wandering souls queuing up to drink Meng Po soup in the underworld. They look weird and scary.
Lin Yi's eyes lit up. When he saw this scene, he suddenly had a feeling of closed loop - wasn't this the scene where the dummies left the classroom before the sun came up?
Unexpectedly, he saw the situation outside the classroom from Mao Feiyang's perspective!
I saw that after leaving the classroom, some of these dummies went down the steps and walked towards the green forest, while others walked towards the elevator.
He knew here that the dummies who walked into the green forest would turn into a phalanx of humanoid sculptures during the day, while those who walked into the elevator would turn into the soft plasticine state, filling the entire elevator.
"Oh, that's not right!" Lin Yi suddenly asked a question, even if Mu Daxian and Mao Zi really got the student commemorative coins and returned to the teaching building, they just took the elevator back to the art building, why not leave now? !
"Wait a minute... Yeah! That's not right!"
"That's not right, Brother Xian!" As if he had a tacit understanding, Mao Feiyang also had the same question as Lin Yi at this moment -
"Brother Xian, why don't we take the elevator back now?"
Mao Feiyang asked a logical question.
“Yes, why don’t you go back now?” This was also Lin Yi’s question.
Since we are taking the elevator here to go back, why not go back directly now instead of going to the cafeteria and back? Unless there is something else hidden? Lin Yi was puzzled.
Mu Daxian replied without thinking: "First, the "breath" belonging to Him on your body is too heavy. If you go to take the elevator now, if there are still Laughing Angels who have not left, you will definitely die."
"Let's go to the cafeteria and take a walk. You can also enjoy the lighting effect of the street lamp along the way to wash away His aura a little bit. "
"Secondly, I have a friend over there who may be able to help us treat the injuries on our arms."
“Just because I said I’ll try to catch the elevator at 6 o’clock, that doesn’t mean it’s definitely something that can be successful.” 0 points..."
"Like me now, I can't operate some trump cards, but if I cure this "Baguette", it will be different." Mu Daxian flicked his left arm, and the hard left arm was like an authentic old baguette.
h "A controllable risk like this must be reduced as much as possible, or... eliminated, do you understand?"
h "Oh - I understand!" Mao Feiyang looked astonished.
The two of them went down the steps and walked along the street lights.
I don’t know when the storm stopped, and the fog gradually retreated back to the other side of the mountain, leaving only a thin layer of water vapor permeating the campus, as if it were covered with dry ice.
The mountainside in the east revealed a hint of fish belly white. The glimmer of morning light had not yet penetrated the thick clouds, but the mountains had already taken on a grey-blue texture.
This is the sign of dawn.
Just like in all zombie movies, when the sun rises it means "safety", the arrival of this glimmer of dawn also announces the temporary fading of the horror phenomenon last night, and the whole world seems to be cast in a hazy light.
On the cobblestone road under the steps, there is still some water accumulated in the potholes and gaps. It reflects a ripple-like halo under the street lamp, like a mirror that has been smashed on the ground.
There are a few crystal raindrops hanging on the outer wall of the teaching building. They look like broken glass under the light of the street lamp. They slide down the wall and make a faint ticking sound.
There is a moist breath in the air, mixing the smell of grass and earth together, floating under the street lamp.
The entire campus is immersed in the tranquility after the rain. Everything looks very peaceful. The only thing that has a strong sense of separation from the environment is probably the dense crowd of pseudo-humans.
These dummies avoided the illumination range of the street lights and got into the fading fog, like a group of fish rushing back to the sea when the tide receded.
Some dummies noticed Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang, glanced at their direction with empty eyes, and then continued to plunge into the fog, heading straight for the green forest belt.
"They won't attack us, right?" Mao Feiyang asked with some worry. If we were to be surrounded and suppressed by the puppets now, given Mu Daxian's current state, it would probably be a disaster.
Mao Feiyang is now a stunted support. Even half a person's combat power is too much. Most of the time, he is used as a negative combat power.
Mu Daxian is a big C with residual health who has been equipped with a continuous blood loss debuff. No matter how high your economic output is, you will not be able to recover your health and you will not be able to drain the sea of people.
Mu Daxian glanced at the puppet and replied calmly: "No."
He explained: "In their eyes, we are essentially the same as them, we are the same kind... Well, in other words, we are the same kind that can be used as food."
Mao Feiyang shivered.
· Mu Daxian said: "Don't be fooled by the fake people. They are purely sensory creatures. Their eyes cannot see people. The reason why they can still turn their heads is because there are still some human instincts left in their bodies."
· "This instinct is just like the ability to "move". , can "attack" like that, just don't be fooled. "
"Oh..." Mao Feiyang nodded, and suddenly asked curiously, "By the way, Brother Xian, if we lead the angel sculpture to the art building, can we run to the gallery to find the night watchman?"
"The Night Watchman...should be very powerful, right?"
Mu Daxian slowed down a little: "The night watchman..."
He couldn't help but narrow his eyes as he spoke. He didn't know whether he was recalling or triggering some emotion: "I haven't seen him do anything since I entered the art building, but everyone is very afraid of him." He will also go to the clock tower..."
"As his name says, he is like a watchman in the night, guarding us where we can't see."
"Is the night watchman the security guard at the Art Building?" Mao Feiyang asked, "I don't seem to see the words 'You can ask security guards for help in the Art Building' in the Art Building Code and the Art Student Code."
Mu Daxian nodded: "I have never seen security guards in the art building. I heard that the security code clearly prohibits security guards from entering the art building, but I don't know why."
Mao Feiyang couldn't help but lean back and gasp, and looked at Mu Daxian in disbelief: "Brother Xian... you even know the "Security Code"?!"
"Hey, I know a thing or two..." Mu Daxian waved his hands repeatedly, but the corner of his mouth was harder than AK, "If you want to get along well in the campus, you should know some rules of other units, so that you can use your strengths and avoid weaknesses and take shortcuts at critical times."
Mao Feiyang opened his mouth: "Isn't it true that the more you know, the easier it is to get confused?"
"It's divided between people." Mu Daxian said, "The smarter, the easier it is to confuse, and the dumber, the more you can know. The hardest thing is for the smart to pretend to be stupid. This way you can switch back and forth, but it is the most likely to cause trouble."
To say that Mu Daxian is smart is to say that he is easily confused.
To say that Mu Daxian knows a lot is equivalent to calling him stupid.
It’s too difficult.
"That's not true." Mu Daxian's mouth tilted, "I'm the fourth type. I'm smart, I know a lot, and I can switch back and forth."
Mao Feiyang: "..."
Six, six, six...for a long time, why are you always mentioning three types of people here to praise yourself in disguised form?
It turns out that Brother Xian, you are from a family with a third surname... Mao Feiyang subconsciously wanted to say nonsense, but Mu Daxian seemed to have predicted something, and gave him a look, and at the same time reached for the drawing board.
"Hmm?!"
Mao Feiyang quickly looked at his nose, nose and heart, focusing on being a bitch, keeping silent, and following silently...
The next thing is It was an uneventful journey. With the emergence of dawn, the entire campus became peaceful. The puppets who had been struggling all night retreated into the green forest. In the process, Lin Yi also found that some puppets were dragging some corpses.
The miserable condition of those corpses is no better than that of the little geniuses at the beginning, and they will turn into incomplete human sculptures at dawn.
The campus seemed to have been washed after the storm. The air was filled with light mist and a breath of nature, and the wet cobblestone roads seemed to be glowing.
The leaves in the green forest belt are hung with crystal water drops. With the breeze of the morning breeze, they drip down from time to time, making a crisp sound.
There is no other way. There are a lot of dead people and only two living people. I don’t think it’s good enough to infiltrate people.
Mao Feiyang and a certain dummy "looked at each other", then looked away, looking at the street lights around the cobblestone road, and couldn't help but said: "Brother Xian, it seems that some street lights are out..."
Mu Daxian glanced around lightly: "Normal phenomenon, although It said that the street lights were always on between 18:00 on the same day and 6:00 on the next day, but they would still go out under the influence of irresistible factors. "
"For example, if you blow up the street lights with your hands...?" Mao Feiyang restrained himself, but he still couldn't help but say nonsense.
Mu Daxian raised his eyebrows: "What, you want to learn? I see you care a lot."
Mao Feiyang pursed his lips and said to himself that I really want to learn, but I won't be able to walk away after learning it. Is there any little trick that I can use to run away...
Of course, he couldn't say this no matter how hard he said it. Even he himself felt that this was too cheap. If he said it, he would probably have Mu Daxian explode the gold coins on the spot before he could explode the street lamp, and then rub his hand into the street lamp pole and insert it there...
MP Daxian softened his tone when he saw Mao Feiyang being so "well-behaved": "Street lights have extraordinary power and can serve as a 'backup hidden energy source' for us or the sports students when necessary."
"But this operation is like you don't have enough energy to fly a spaceship, so go It's like rubbing your hands into nuclear fusion. It's a waste of money, and it's very harmful to me. I won't do it unless it's a last resort."
"It's not a life and death situation now, so we need to focus on maintaining our own status, so we go to the cafeteria first. When we need to heal our wounds, we need to eat, and when we need to replenish the student commemorative coins, we replenish the student commemorative coins."
Should I say more, the Art Department will first start with practical practice and then provide you with theory. The main focus is first-hand analysis and summary, reviewing the past and learning the new.
This method is very impressive for people to learn. It is very efficient but a little life-consuming.
"Besides...huh?!" Mu Daxian suddenly frowned, and his sharp eyes were fixed on a street lamp not far away like a hawk.
"Damn it, everyone else ran away, why are there still two stupid young men here?"
He sneered and walked quickly towards the lamppost.
I saw that the street lamp pole was already "extinguished", and there were two puppets next to the pole, who were sucking up the extraordinary power of the street lamp with fanatical expressions on their faces, their eyes extremely fanatical.
> Getting closer, I felt like I could hear them talking, but when I looked closely, I found that their mouths had hardly moved, and I couldn't help but feel a tingle in my heart
They didn't speak, so what did I hear?
At this time, Mu Daxian walked under the street lamp and said hello: "Hello."
One of the classmates immediately froze and turned to him like a puppet. Then his facial muscles squirmed very awkwardly, and finally turned into a paralyzed smile: "Hey, classmate, you came just in time, we..."
"Boom!"
The huge drawing board hit its head directly, and its head was thrown to the street light pole, deforming like cotton.
Mu Daxian can only use one hand, but the way he swings the animation board is quite similar to Yang Guo's style of wielding the black iron epee, "the epee has no edge, is cunning and incompetent".
Before the two dummies could react, they were smashed by Mu Daxian under the lamppost.
Mao Feiyang quickly followed them like a flightless eagle. He looked at the two dummies on the ground who were no longer human, and wondered: "Brother Xian, didn't you say you can't kill them? Why are you wasting your energy?"
"Besides..." Mu Daxian suddenly paused.
Mao Feiyang quickly asked: "Besides what?"
Thanks to book friends "usjdnshhs" and "Lin skylark" for the rewards! !
I took a day off on Sunday, I worked the night shift for a week and my head is dizzy, please take a moment... I'm sorry, Orz
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