Chapter 213 Category 4
"Oh oh oh... No, no, no, let's go to the cafeteria." Mao Feiyang touched his arm and felt a little uncomfortable.
These numb pseudo-people are like the wandering souls queuing up to drink Meng Po soup in the underworld. They look very scary.
Lin Yi's eyes lit up. When he saw this scene, he suddenly had a closed-loop feeling - wasn't this the scene where those dummies left the classroom before the sun came up?
Unexpectedly, he saw the situation outside the classroom from Mao Feiyang's perspective!
After leaving the classroom, some of these dummies walked down the steps towards the green forest, while others walked towards the elevator.
He knew here that the dummies who walked into the green forest belt would turn into a phalanx of humanoid sculptures during the day, while those who walked into the elevator would turn into that kind of soft rubber. Mud 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...Yes! That's not right!"
"That's not right, Brother Xian!" As if he had a tacit understanding, Mao Feiyang also had feelings for Lin at this moment. Same question——
"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 all take the elevator back here, 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 hesitation: "First, His 'breath' on your body is too heavy. If you go to take the elevator now, if there are still Smiling Angels who have not left, you will definitely die."
"Let's go to the cafeteria and take a walk. We can not only get student commemorative coins, but also eat a wave of street lamp lighting effects along the way to wash away some of His aura."
"Second, I have a friend there. Maybe you can help us treat the injury on our arm."
"That's the truth about sharpening your knife and cutting wood."
"You can't give it a try just because I said it." I clicked back to catch the elevator, thinking that this was definitely something I could do successfully."
"If we still can't catch up, then the two of us who each have lost an arm will have to survive here until the next 0. Click..."
"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 one. Same old baguette.
"A controllable risk like this must be reduced as much as possible, or... eliminated, do you understand?"
"Oh - I understand!" Mao Feiyang revealed A look of surprise.
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.
A hint of fish belly white was exposed on the mountain side in the east. 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 terrifying phenomenon last night, and the whole world seems to be covered A hazy glow.
On the cobblestone road under the steps, there is still some water in the potholes and gaps. It reflects a wave-like halo under the street lamp, like a mirror that has been smashed on the ground.
A few crystal raindrops hung on the outer wall of the teaching building. They looked like broken glass under the light of the street lamp. They slid down the wall and made a faint ticking sound.
There is a moist smell 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 swimming fish rushing back to the sea when the tide receded.
Some of the 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 worriedly. 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, and most of the time he is used as a negative combat power.
As for Mu Daxian, he is a big C with residual health who is hung up with the 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 consume 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. The same kind...well, in other words, the same kind that can be used as food."
Mao Feiyang shuddered.
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 kind of instinct is just like being able to 'move' and 'attack'. Just don't be fooled."
"Oh..." Mao Feiyang nodded, suddenly and curiously Asked, "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: "Night watchman..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes. 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 no matter who it is, he is very afraid of him."< br>
“He always seems to appear at a few specific lookouts, and sometimes he goes to the bell tower...”
“As he is called, he is like a The watcher in the night protects us where we can't see."
"Is the night watchman the security guard in the art building?" Mao Feiyang asked, "I don't seem to be in the art building. In the rules for art students, I saw the words 'You can ask security guards for help in the art building.'"
Mu Daxian nodded: "I have never seen security guards in the art building. I heard. The security rules clearly prohibit 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, you know a little bit... "Mu Daxian waved his hands repeatedly, but the corner of his mouth was harder than AK's. "If you want to do well in the campus, you must know the rules of other units, so that you can use your strengths, 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 person, the easier it is to get confused, and the dumber the person, the easier it is to get confused." The more difficult it is to be smart and pretend to be stupid, so you can switch back and forth, but the easiest thing to do is to cause trouble."
"Uh... Brother Xian must be the type to switch back and forth. Right?" Mao Feiyang rarely wanted to flatter him, but he found that it was extremely difficult to flatter him this time.
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 the case.” Mu Daxian’s mouth tilted, “I am the fourth type. I am smart, know a lot, and can switch back and forth.”
Mao Feiyang: "..."
Six, six... After a long time, why do you always mention 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.
“Huh?!”
Mao Feiyang quickly looked at his nose and heart, focusing on being a bitch, keeping silent, and following silently...
Continue It was an uneventful journey down the road. With the emergence of dawn, the entire campus became peaceful. The pseudo-people who had been struggling all night also retreated into the green forest belt. In the process, Lin Yi also discovered Some dummies were dragging some corpses.
The miserable condition of those corpses was no better than that of the little geniuses at first, and they would 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 natural atmosphere, 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.
"Swiss, swish..."
"Swish, swish..."
This sound made it difficult to tell whether the leaves were from the leaves or the puppets. It was obvious that there were puppets all over the mountains and plains, but the whole environment gave Mao Feiyang a terrifyingly cold feeling.
There is nothing we can do. There are a lot of dead people and only two living people. It is already good if you don’t think you can infiltrate people.
Mao Feiyang and a certain dummy "looked" at each other, then looked away, looked 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: "Normally, although the street lights are always on between 18:00 on the same day and 6:00 on the next day, they will still go out under the influence of irresistible factors. "
"For example, if you blow up a street lamp with your hand...?" Mao Feiyang restrained himself and said something stupid.
Mu Daxian twisted his eyebrows: "What, you want to learn? I see you care very much."
Mao Feiyang pursed his lips and said to himself, I really want to learn, but if I learn, I will leave. Don’t lose it. Is there any little trick that you can learn to escape...
Of course, no matter how eloquent he is, he can’t say this. Even he thinks this is too cheap. Speaking of which, he was afraid that before he could explode the street lamp, Mu Daxian exploded the gold coins on the spot, rubbed his hand on the street lamp pole and inserted it there...
Mu Daxian saw that Mao Feiyang was so "well-behaved", The tone softened a little: "Street lights have extraordinary power and can serve as a 'backup hidden energy source' for us or sports students when necessary."
"But this operation is like you don't have enough energy to fly a spaceship, so It’s like trying to do nuclear fusion with your hands. It’s a waste of time and it’s very harmful to me. I won’t do it unless I have to.”
"What happened to us just now when we encountered the Laughing Angel is a life and death situation. So as long as we can't die, we can fight to the death. The chosen measures should be based on no matter the cost and efficiency."
"This is not a life and death situation. , then we need to focus on maintaining our own status, so we go to the cafeteria first. When it’s time to heal, we need to eat, and when we need to replenish student commemorative coins, we replenish student commemorative coins.”
Mu Daxian’s Combination. Practical combat, calmly analyzing his own practices, and subtly imparting experience to Mao Feiyang.
Should I say it or not, the art department will first provide practical experience 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 to learn. The efficiency is high, but it is a bit life-consuming.
"Other than that...huh?!" Mu Daxian suddenly frowned, and his sharp eyes were fixed on a street lamp not far away like an eagle.
"Damn it, everyone else ran away, why are there still two stupid young men here?"
He sneered and walked quickly towards the lamp pole.
I saw that the street lamp pole was already "extinguished", and there were two puppets next to the pole, who were enthusiastically sucking up the extraordinary power of the street lamp, with extremely fanatical eyes.
"Not enough...not enough..."
"I want to eat more..."
"We still need more people..."
Getting closer, Mao Feiyang seemed to hear them talking, but if he looked carefully When I looked at them, I found that their mouths barely moved, and I couldn't help but feel a hair 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, no skill, no skill".
Before the two dummies could react, they were smashed by Mu Daxian under the lamppost.
Mao Feiyang quickly followed him like a flightless eagle. Looking at the two dummies on the ground who were no longer human, he wondered: "Brother Xian, didn't you say you can't kill them? Why?" Are you wasting your efforts?"
Mu Daxian said calmly: "Being unable to eliminate and being unkillable are two different concepts...different regions and different objects cannot be generalized."
"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. After working the night shift for a week, my little head is dizzy. Please take a moment... I'm sorry, Orz
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