Chapter 217 Lao Mo is dead
"Black... black bib?!" Mao Feiyang was shocked.
But Mu Daxian seemed to be immersed in memories. He ignored Mao Feiyang's shock and continued, "Old Mo asked me to follow him. No matter what happens, no matter what I encounter, Don’t look at anything..."
"I did as I was told, and Lao Mo escorted me back to the teaching building with a kitchen knife in his hand..."
"I watched the whole journey. Staring at Lao Mo's back, I only knew that Lao Mo had killed countless dummies alone... Their flesh and blood spattered all over Lao Mo and me. When I returned to the teaching building, I found that all the blood had changed. It became ketchup..."
"It seems that it was that opportunity that made me deeply exposed to pollution for the first time. It was probably from that time that I gradually began to accept the pollution of extraordinary power..."
"Later I had to I know that Lao Mo was injured on the way out, because he passed by an "angel" on the way back. Although there was no direct confrontation, he still encountered a sly angel who followed the "angel"..."
“Old Mo faced off against the Smiling Angel head-on and gained the upper hand, but he was still injured... Later I roughly understood that maybe it was because he was injured at that time that Lao Mo ended up like this. "
"For a long time after that, I never met Lao Mo, but I became more and more interested in Lao Mo wearing a black bib. "
"You also know that there are only two types of chefs with blue bibs and green bibs in the student restaurant. Strictly speaking, there should be "only blue bib chefs" in the student restaurant, right? ”
"A chef with a black bib who can appear in foggy weather brings me as much shock as seeing a security guard."
"But Lao Mo is obviously more... well, how should I say it than the security guard? Well, 'popularity'...or...'fireworks'?"
"The security guard is like a cold and ruthless defender of order, while Lao Mo...is more like a knight-errant who wants to take revenge, like In "Qin Shi Mingyue", Gai Nie led Tian Ming through the Qin Army's cavalry..."
"Later I learned that the black bib chef's job in the canteen was 'logistics', while the blue one was Chefs with colored bibs are more inclined to 'service', so there is no information about chefs with black bibs in the regular rules."
"After that, I stayed in school for some reasons. Through some channels, I changed from an experience student to an art student, and I have always stayed as an art student..."
“Thanks to my status as an art student, I met Lao Mo several times later.”
“Lao Mo always looked like that, with a cold face and no expression at all. He has a venomous mouth sometimes, but he is a very nice person. He does more things than talks. He may have killed more fake people than he cooked..."
"But about a year ago, No. 1 When the gray fog invaded around 72 times, I went to the cafeteria to replenish student commemorative coins, but I never met Lao Mo again..."
"In the subsequent gray fog invasions, I never found Lao Mo. "I gradually realized something was wrong, so I asked some other chefs..."
"Then I learned that during the 70th gray fog invasion, Lao Mo fought with the alien angels in order to save the sports students who were in crisis on the road outside the stadium..."
said At this point, Mu Daxian paused.
Mao Feiyang did not dare to interrupt, but just listened silently.
"Old Mo... I heard that he entered from the front battlefield and delayed his departure until someone from the other side came to help him."
"When he left, I had already suffered a lot. Seriously injured..."
"When he returned to the cafeteria, he found that there were many students at the entrance of the cafeteria who had gone to escape the unusual weather, so he dragged his scarred body and fought side by side with other chefs in black bibs..."
"In the early morning of that day, it should be the time when the power of the 70th 'Grey Mist Invasion' reached its peak. Everyone in the battle circle was exhausted. Only the "chefs" as "logistics" had the ability to rush to the battlefield. The ability..."
"Not only Lao Mo, almost all the chefs with black bibs entered the battlefield..."
"The battle that night was extremely fierce, and the canteen was severely damaged. The invasion rate was low compared to other areas. Therefore, under the order of the canteen owner, except for Lao Mo and some other black bib chefs who stayed in the cafeteria to protect the evacuated students, the rest went to rescue other students. building area to help them relieve stress..."
"However, that invasion was very terrifying. It is said that the black bib chef who rushed out to the rescue lost nearly half of his body, while he stayed in the cafeteria to protect the students. Not even one of the chefs or his students survived. ”
"The entire army... was wiped out?!" Mao Feiyang couldn't help but exclaimed, "But he, but he is obviously there..."
As Mao Feiyang talked, he felt very I felt very unconfident, so my voice became softer and softer.
Old Mo's state was indeed very strange, giving him an indescribable weird feeling, but... But if it was said that Old Mo was dead, he would never feel like it.
Mu Daxian was silent for a long time, and then he said with great solemnity: "That's right...it's not wrong..."
"Old Mo...actually died in the battle... ”
"The canteen has been counted many times. Old Mo... is really dead..."
"That night, the gray fog penetrated the canteen from the inside. In order to expel 'him', the canteen owner removed him Leading to another place."
"The canteen owner put up the last line of defense before leaving, but the tide of gray mist finally broke through the canteen's defense line."
"For. To resist the invasion, all the blue bib chefs in the cafeteria who had any fighting ability joined the fight..."
"But there is no way, the canteen owner is not here, and the cafeteria loses its logistics support, so...the cafeteria Almost fell.”
"Old Mo keeps fighting, keeps fighting... The chefs around him have fallen, the people who can fight have also fallen, even the people he wants to protect have fallen... But he didn't "Falled down."
"To be precise, he fell down countless times, but stood up again every time. Although it is bad to say this, he was really like a starter. Zhou Tai, who was in trouble, was still "unyielding" even with the deck of cards on his back..."
"He kept fighting until his body was completely dead, and he was still fighting... too It was precisely because of his miraculously constant fighting that the canteen area lasted until the canteen owner came back. ”
“I don’t understand. Mao Feiyang shook his head, "The canteen owner is so powerful, why did he leave the canteen area?" "
Mu Daxian looked at Mao Feiyang calmly: "You should understand. ”
Mao Feiyang: "?"
"Others may not understand, but you should understand." Mao Feiyang: "??"
Mu Daxian's tone Slightly sinking, he said quietly: "If the canteen becomes a place where the canteen owner confronts him, then... no one can survive in that area."
Mao Feiyang's pupils trembled, and he understood something instantly.
Mu Daxian continued: "Being able to fight against Him, the canteen owner himself is not an 'ordinary thing'..."
"When gods fight, mortals suffer. The simplest truth is often the hardest to understand."
“Godzilla can fight King Kong, but the city that is affected is the biggest victim... When the defender personally ends, wherever the war hits, there will be piles of withered bones, you understand "
Mao Feiyang looked solemn, and he thought about it: "But... we can't leave more people in the canteen, in that case..."
"A woman's kindness. "Mu Daxian interrupted Mao Feiyang's words, "The students who took refuge in the cafeteria are human beings. There are 36 classes in the teaching building. There are so many sleeping students in the dormitory building. The students in the gymnasium, art building, library... other places are not human beings." ”
"The cafeteria is just the logistics area. How can other areas be so relaxed?"
"During the 70th gray mist invasion, our lives were hanging by a thread, and we were just a hair away from total fall..." Mu Daxian seriously made the most annoying gesture of a mallet man, "It's really just a little bit worse."
"Because of the existence of the canteen owner, the canteen is the strongest shield behind the battlefield, and the chef as Logistics is meant to support various areas."
"Everything is being executed according to the plan. The only change is that he should not appear in the canteen area."
"The canteen is in the canteen. It could have been defended according to the boss's calculations, but God's calculations are not as good as those of God. The 70th Gray Mist Invasion is known as the largest invasion in the past ten years. The owner of the canteen has also conservatively estimated the crisis and laid out that line of defense... …”
Mu Daxian's tone was calm and he did not blame the canteen owner at all.
This puzzled Mao Feiyang. He always felt that the canteen owner’s decision-making problems were to blame for the failure of the canteen.
As a person involved in the 70th Gray Fog Invasion, Ke Mu Daxian’s personal experience must have had a more profound impression and experience than his hearsay.
Mu Daxian sighed: "In the 70th Gray Mist Invasion, there were many victims like Lao Mo who fought to the death. In order to expel him, the canteen owner also sacrificed beyond our ability. The price of imagination..."
"In that battle, personal gains and losses can be ignored. We need to measure it by the casualties of the entire campus..."
"As long as there is fighting, there will be sacrifices. Don't blame the leaders for their incompetence just because there are sacrifices. What they bear and face is heavier than us."
"The victims...from fighting to sacrifice , even after the sacrifice, they never considered anything about protecting themselves. This is not to say that there are no eggs left in the nest, but to say that behind them, no, behind us, there are more people who need to be protected. ..."
"From the moment we decide to stay on campus, it means that we are ready to sacrifice."
"Sacrifice does not mean it is in vain. That is to say, because sacrifice is possible, the value obtained by individual sacrifice must be maximized as much as possible..."
"We can't see what the canteen owners do, so we can't judge anything."< br>
"But we can see what Lao Mo and the others have done, so we admire them and move forward."
Listening to Mu Daxian's description, Mao Feiyang could vaguely feel the battle that happened that night. How intense, but just like the younger generation who have never experienced the war of the older generation, they cannot personally experience the heavy and blood-soaked history just from the description in words.
He could imagine that the real situation that happened on the night of the 70th gray mist invasion was definitely far more tragic than what Mu Daxian described.
He kept talking, but did not say a word the whole time. He seemed to feel something heavy, as if the weight of the falling sky was evenly distributed to the entire campus...
No wonder Mu Daxian said that he would drop the little pearl after hearing about Lao Mo.
"Brother Xian, since Lao Mo has died in the battle, what is the 'Old Mo' who healed us just now?" Mao Feiyang pursed his lips, "Is it some kind of lingering heroic spirit?" < br>
Because he accepted the concept of extraordinary power in this world, Mao Feiyang's acceptance suddenly became much wider.
“If you want to say it’s a heroic soul, that’s fine too…” Mu Daxian shook his head, “We still can’t understand what his current life form is…”
“ Ah?”
“Do you remember the boundary between ‘life’ and ‘death’ I told you?”
"Could it be that...he is the kind of person who is between life and death?" Mao Feiyang guessed.
“No.” Mu Daxian denied, “Old Mo is truly dead. He is neither the type of person who is already dead but still thinks he is alive, nor the type who seems to be alive but is already alive. The kind of "dead", let alone the severely polluted 'people'..."
"Old Mo, he belongs to the kind of person who "knows that he is dead but still hangs on to the last breath of immortality. Maintaining that dead body and guarding the door of the cafeteria, the polluted mutant. "
"His body is also dead, but his will is still condensed. "
"Or it should be said that his remaining brain waves are attached to the cafeteria, which condenses a body for him to drive. His current body is similar to the sculpture-like body of the nocturnal species. There is not much difference, but his will surpasses that of ordinary "employees". ”
"Will? You can live by relying on will, can you maintain that kind of life... emmm... at least look like you are alive?" Mao Feiyang was surprised, "Isn't this an iron will anymore? This..."
“This should be called “Immortal Will”, right? "Mu Daxian glanced in the direction of Lao Mo, "That's why it's strange..."
"There are many speculations at present, one of the more reliable ones is that that night, Lao Mo relied on With an iron will, he feeds on fighting. Every time he falls, he absorbs the extraordinary power from the bodies of the golems and night-walkers to forcibly keep himself alive. "
"It's like having an all-powerful blood-sucking buff, absorbing the 'blood' of the dummies he kills to maintain his combat effectiveness..."
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