Chapter 215 Is this your friend in the cafeteria?
"Strictly speaking, it is not related to the 'Day of Destruction', but to the invasion of gray fog."
Mu Daxian corrected: "When the pure night-breeding species receives the gray fog After receiving the 'call' from them, they will risk their lives to deal with the street lights."
"The 'new' puppets like them, to a certain extent, take advantage of the idea of 'taking advantage of the heat'. After devouring the experiencer, he relied on the remaining warmth of the experiencer to approach the street lamp, and then used the characteristics of the nocturnal species to absorb the extraordinary power in the street lamp. "
"The weird thing is that it is a pure pseudo-human being. The nocturnal species cannot absorb the power of street lights at all, but the new pseudo-humans can. I don’t know why.”
"However, after they absorb the extraordinary power of the street lamp, they will die immediately... the kind of complete death that cannot be revived no matter how much they absorb the extraordinary power in the gray fog."
"It should be right away. ...Look." Mu Daxian pointed to the new puppet at his feet.
In fact, they haven't moved much since just now, and they don't even squirm much, as if they have entered a puddle of mud in the sage's time.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the two dummies to twitch crazily, then stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into two sculptures as if fading.
During the whole process, their bodies emitted a large amount of green powdery particles like a steam train. When the spraying was finished, they completely turned into human beings and smelly mud. Sculpture of smelly mud.
Unlike the humanoid sculptures in the sculpture square, the sculptures transformed by the two newborn dummies in front of them did not reveal any "aura".
Sure enough, he died completely.
"This..." Seeing it with his own eyes, Mao Feiyang couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.
Mu Daxian raised the drawing boards and smashed them with one force. Then he raised the soles of his feet and crushed the larger ones one by one like ice cubes.
After finishing this, Mu Daxian took out a paintbrush from his cloth bag and planned to re-number the street light poles.
But Mu Daxian simply put away his pen after pondering for a while.
"Forget it... let's go." Mu Daxian patted the lamppost gently and left without looking back.
Mao Feiyang was doubtful, but he followed quickly.
Until he walked out of the teaching building area and entered the cafeteria area, Mu Daxian breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing this, Mao Feiyang did not dare to take a deep breath. He knew that Mu Daxian must have noticed something.
"It's weird, isn't it?"
"Yes..." Mao Feiyang nodded honestly, guessing that Mu Daxian's question meant that the unknown crisis had been temporarily resolved, "There was some crisis just now. "
Mu Daxian said: "There is a pseudo-art student hidden in the green forest not far from the street light pole. When I added the numbers, I found out that we are in danger."
When Mao Feiyang heard this, his muscles tensed up: "Is there such a thing?"
Mu Daxian nodded slightly and explained: "In my heyday, the number would have been replenished, and it would not have consumed much of my strength, but it didn't work just now. I don't replenish the number, and the rest The power is still enough to press the weird art to the ground and rub it. If it is supplemented, it will be over.”
"Let's go to the cafeteria."
Mu Daxian said without changing his expression, and then continued to move forward slowly.
"Ah...oh oh oh! Okay, okay!" Mao Feiyang quickly followed.
Not long after the two of them walked away, a "rustling" sound came from the green forest belt, and a strange art student wearing dark green clothes appeared in the shadow not far away. Walked out slowly.
Behind it is the junction of the cobblestone road and the green forest belt. In that place where the fog floats and lingers, there is a street light pole.
Not only was the street light pole not lit, but its vague serial number was written in dark red paint...
"As expected of Mu Daxian... He is still able to deal with me easily..."
"If you want to deal with him, you have to take a long-term approach."
Beside the weird art student, there is another taller and thinner weird art student stepping on the dead leaves "rustling" on the ground He walked out and said in a low voice with a calm face.
If Lin Yi were here, he would find that this weird art student with a horse face was the same weird art student he met when he was having lunch during the day on May 8 and asked him if he wanted to eat tomatoes. Health...
After these two weird art students confirmed that Mu Daxian still had a lot of fighting power, they gave up tracking and chose to retreat back to the green forest belt.
......
Walking in the canteen area, Mao Feiyang observed the street lights along the way, and then couldn't help but whispered: "Brother Xian, it seems that many street lights here have been extinguished... "
"Normal."
"Did I just tell you that street lights are a backup hidden energy source for us art students to a certain extent, so there are hand-exploded street lights like mine. situation, it will cause the street lights to not light up. ”
"Well..."
"But actually that's only a small part of the reason." Mu Daxian said, "Among art students, there are very few people who can explode street lamps with their hands. Looking at the entire art building, there are only one person. , It can be said to be nothing out of the ordinary..."
"Brother Xian, how about we skip the collection of vocabulary you used to describe yourself for the postgraduate entrance examination and get to the point?" Mao Feiyang couldn't help but interrupt.
"Ahem." Mu Daxian coughed dryly, "Okay."
"Actually, once the street lights go out, most of them are due to the appearance of the new puppets and street lights just now. Change one, or even change one more. ”
"Extinguishing the street lights is the most important step in the gray fog invasion."
"After purebred nocturnal species or pseudo-human beings are 'called', they will look for those unstable experiencers to attack. Once they succeed, they will It will turn into a new pseudo-person to absorb the extraordinary power of the street lamp.”
“This is a dead command, just like a code written at the bottom of a program when it is written. Maybe it has something to do with its origin, but I still can’t understand it.”
“And once the extraordinary power of the street lamp is exhausted, it will go out.”
Mao Feiyang asked: “If the street lamp goes out. ...what will happen?”
Mu Daxian narrowed his eyes and said quietly: "You should ask... what will happen after all the street lights are extinguished."
Mao Feiyang's heart trembled: "So... what will happen? "
"I don't know." Mu Daxian shook his head.
Mao Feiyang: "..."
The big brother's atmosphere has been laid out here, but the result is that I don't know...?
Mao Feiyang wanted to complain, but when he saw Mu Daxian's solemn look, he knew that Mu Daxian didn't know nothing, but knew something but not much, and he didn't tell it on purpose. ...
Not long after, when the first ray of dawn broke through the clouds and spilled into the campus, the originally lifeless campus became more alive.
The signboard of the canteen appeared at the end of the street light, watching them like a scarecrow in a wheat field.
Mu Daxian glanced at the notice board in front of the cafeteria, glanced at the student passage, and then led Mao Feiyang to other passages.
Mao Feifang, who was walking on the mountain road, headed towards the cafeteria. This building, which appeared to be entirely made of reinforced concrete, had a mist floating under the first ray of light, like a man who had just returned from the battlefield. , a veteran warrior.
Standing in the quiet mountain forest, its walls are covered with vines and moss, and the green leaves sway gently in the morning breeze, as if they are telling something.
The cafeteria was dark, and the lights had not yet been restored. However, the entrance to a certain other passage was filled with a hazy orange-yellow mist, as if it led to a place with light.
"There are lights in the canteen with the lights off?!" Lin Yi was a little surprised.
Seeing that Mu Daxian came to the entrance of other passages without stopping, Mao Feiyang quickly asked: "Brother Xian, shall we go in now?"
"Yes."
"But the lights are not on in the cafeteria yet..."
"We don't go to the restaurant...Strictly speaking, we don't even enter the 'canteen', and we have You don’t have to worry about the light passage." Mu Daxian said calmly, and then entered other passages.
Mao Feiyang was a little puzzled, but seeing that Mu Daxian had no intention of explaining, he quickly followed.
Only Lin Yi noticed that Mu Daxian’s face didn’t seem to be very good...
At this moment, the other passages were filled with thick fog. Although there was orange light, the visibility was still very limited.
“Don’t be blind and follow me closely.” Mu Daxian’s voice came from the front, “There are several forked roads here. If you take the wrong one, I guarantee you will have an unforgettable experience. "
Mao Feiyang shuddered, not daring to say anything nonsense, and hurriedly followed Mu Daxian.
Sure enough, on the way forward, he discovered a fork in the road, and at this time the light in the entire passage was refracted from that fork.
After passing that fork in the road, the passage became much darker, but it still remained bright.
When passing that fork in the road, Mao Feiyang seemed to be able to hear some "clang" sounds of jingo and some "dong dong dong" drums, and he could feel some slight tremors under his feet...< br>
Mao Feiyang wanted to know where the fork in the road led and what was happening below, but he did not dare to ask anything and only dared to follow Mu Daxian.
Not long after, Mu Daxian led Mao Feiyang out of the other passages and came to the area between the other passages and the entrance of the student restaurant.
At this time, the morning light happened to fall on this area, and the gray-white canteen walls seemed to be dyed with a layer of gold.
Following Mu Daxian, Mao Feiyang passed by the entrance of the student restaurant. He vaguely felt a sense of coldness and being watched. He couldn't help but touch his arm. , slowly smoothing away the goose bumps that arose.
Then, I took a curious look at the student cafeteria.
He looked through the plastic curtain and saw the inside of the student restaurant. At this moment, the lights were still off in the student restaurant. There was a light mist under the tables and chairs. The whole scene was as cold as twelve The hospital morgue I visited looked very peaceful and I didn't even feel anything was wrong.
Obviously there is only a plastic curtain between the student restaurant and the area where they are located. Even now that dawn has arrived and the warm light is beginning to shine down little by little, there is a kind of furry feeling in Mao Feiyang's bones. A chilling feeling.
“Watch your step.”
Mu Daxian’s reminder called Mao Feiyang’s attention.
Mao Feiyang turned his head back suddenly, and then he stumbled on a step.
“Oh, I’m so careless...”
Mao Feiyang stumbled hard and staggered like a sword pointed at his nose in a martial arts movie and then relied on Qinggong to keep moving towards The person who was drifting backward looked like he was about to fall, but he refused to fall. Then he walked up the steps with this weird step that had no center of gravity on his waist, then rushed down, and then hit a certain wall under the steps. Barely able to keep his body steady.
Mu Daxian couldn't help but cover his face: "..."
"Should I say it or not, your sense of balance is not bad...but you don't have long eyes when you walk. ”
After hearing Mu Daxian's strange words, Mao Feiyang flattened his mouth and stood up straight in silence.
But at this moment, Mao Feiyang suddenly felt a cold light rising on his shoulders, almost instinctively, and he glanced over following the feeling.
At this glance, he directly saw a chef wearing a blue bib, walking slowly towards him!
"Emma, I'm here! Brother Xian, save me!"
Mao Feiyang screamed and flashed behind Mu Daxian, but Mu Daxian grabbed his head like a star and held him down. He grimaced and said calmly: "Calm down, I'm one of my own."
"'One of our own'?!" Lin Yi was shocked.
No wonder he was not shocked, because just now, Mu Daxian led Mao Feiyang through a set of steps, from the entrance of other passages to the entrance of the student restaurant on the other side of the student passage.
And the blue bib chef in front of me is none other than the "ruzai" blue bib chef!
After Mu Daxian said this, he looked at the "ruzai" chef in a blue bib, raised his hand and said hello: "Long time no see, Lao Mo."
Being called The chef in the blue bib, "Lao Mo", had an expressionless face, like a sculpture. When he saw Mu Daxian, his empty and numb eyes suddenly shone a little.
"Mu Da...Xian...your boy...is still...not dead..."
Lao Mo spoke slowly, his tone was dry and stiff, it sounded like there were ants crawling on him, which was disturbing. Feeling very uncomfortable.
"You're not dead, how can I die?" Mu Daxian laughed and cursed, and walked towards Lao Mo with Mao Feiyang.
Mao Feiyang couldn't help but grabbed his hand and lowered his voice: "No, Brother Xian, this, this is the friend in the cafeteria you just mentioned?"
"Isn't that right?!" Mu Daxian raised his eyebrows, "Lao Mo and I have a life-long friendship! Don't be frightened by him. Hearing his stories will make your little pearls drop."
"Let's go, treat your hand first."
After saying that, Mu Daxian ignored Mao Feiyang's shocked and confused eyes and came to Lao Mo. He sat down and raised his hand. : "Old Mo, help me with the treatment."
Thanks to book friends "SNF" and "usjdnshhs" for the rewards! !
(End of this chapter)