Chapter 229 I, Mu Daxian, are known for being frugal
“You!” Mu Daxian raised the drawing board, Mao Feiyang rubbed his head and shrank back, reacting very quickly, and Mu Daxian couldn’t be punished Got it.
"..." Mu Daxian helped him up, "You are really a fucking bitch."
Mao Feiyang squeezed out an extremely forced smile: "Look at people. It’s really accurate.”
Mu Daxian: “…”
"Let's pick up things." Mu Daxian said nothing, put the four light bulbs into the bag, and then started to pick up the remaining "parts" scattered on the ground by the two puppet art students.
Mao Feiyang was a little confused, but he still did as he was told.
When he collected all the parts, he saw Mu Daxian starting to assemble them again.
Not long after, a combination of pseudo-human beings with humanoid outlines was placed in front of Mao Feiyang.
"Is this?" Mao Feiyang was a little frightened when he saw it. Mu Daxian... seemed to be reassembling a headless humanoid sculpture using the remains of a puppet artist?
"You can't understand, right?" Mu Daxian said with a half-smile.
Mao Feiyang nodded.
He began not to understand Mu Daxian's behavior again, but this time it was different from last time. Last time Mu Daxian led him to escape the pursuit of the Laughing Angel. During the whole process, he Although I don't understand it, I feel very safe.
But it’s different now.
The current Mu Daxian only makes him feel weird...
Mao Feiyang's head did not move, but his eyes subconsciously glanced left and right. An ominous premonition arose in his heart. Could it be that...at some unknown moment before, Mu Daxian was switched?
The current Mu Daxian...is not Mu Daxian at all? !
He tried to "feel" Mu Daxian's aura. It was okay not to feel it, but it almost scared him to faint when he felt it.
At this time, Mu Daxian seemed to be enveloped in a soaring "malice". This kind of malice had never been felt before. No, he had felt it before - just when the night watchman knocked on the door. Before the bell of Doomsday rang, he had felt it when the female puppet art teacher and Mu Daxian had a conflict in the classroom!
Mu Daxian seemed to be aware of it. He turned around and glanced at Mao Feiyang, and then said, "Are you... sensing?"
"I didn't! I really didn't!!" Mao Feiyang was so frightened that he felt the cold air in Tianling Gai rushing out like a dike bursting, and his whole body was filled with chills.
Mu Daxian stood up and walked towards him, and said calmly: "It is a good thing to have understanding, but at this time, perception will scare you to death."
He pointed at the person he was trying to fight with. The humanoid unit without a head that came out said: "They are not completely dead yet. Now their resentment is heavier, and the malice unleashed is not something you can bear."
Mao Feiyang was still afraid. Mu Daxian, but after hearing these words, he suddenly found that Mu Daxian who walked in front of him did not have any evil aura about him, and all the malice he had sensed before actually came from the man who seemed to have no life. of assemblages!
"What's going on?" Mao Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief, but also put away his fear of Mu Daxian, and asked in confusion.
"Just crushing the heads will not make them completely 'dead'." Mu Daxian explained, "Do you still remember the 'life and death theory' I said before?"
"These two guys They are already dead. They are pseudo-human art students who absolutely cannot be transformed back into art students. They also have a higher status in the pseudo-human unit. To a certain extent, you can also understand them as super nocturnal species. "
"If it hadn't been for me, if it had been any other art student, they would have killed me to nothing."
"So... they actually have the ability to walk at night. In other words, as long as there is a little bit of 'origin' left, they can be resurrected intact."
Mu Daxian paused and continued: "So I said. We just dismantled them at first, just to make them relax their vigilance and not shrink all their 'origins' into a certain inch of flesh and blood."
Mao Feiyang was a little confused when he heard this sentence, but Lin Yi understood it very well.
Just like after nocturnal species are sculpted by light, if their sculptures are chopped up inch by inch, the dark red blood-like origin containing the "genetic material" inside will be broken down bit by bit. Shrinking into the last inch of flesh and blood that was not completely shattered.
If Mu Daxian showed his determination to kill them from the beginning, then they would definitely shrink that part of their origin into a tricky part, instead of spreading it all over the body like now.
“Of course, I didn’t do this to prevent them from resurrecting.”
“At this point, the sun is almost setting, unless I do nothing serious and transport them to the sunset. Go kill them in the afterglow, otherwise you won’t be able to kill them.”
Mao Feiyang wondered: "Brother Xian, since you don't want to kill them, why are you going to such trouble?"
"Of course it is for the second step of our return to art plan." Mu Da Xian calmly said.
"Ah? How does this relate to our second step? Wait! Brother Xian, is this the "cheating meal" prepared for the Smiling Angel? ! "
"Are you planning to use them as stand-ins, like last night? ”
Mao Feiyang suddenly understood.
Mu Daxian smiled and said: "Your brain is like window paper, you can get through with just one click."
Mao Feiyang shrank his neck and subconsciously touched the back of his head. He was now a little worried about Mu Daxian's being able to get through with just one click. Will it have some physical meaning?
Mu Daxian ignored him and continued: "The "quality" of pseudo-artists cannot be compared with ordinary nocturnal species and pseudo-sculptures. Using them as stand-ins can be said to have outstanding results. "
"It sounds awesome..." Mao Feiyang said.
"It's even more awesome when you do it. Mu Daxian praised himself unceremoniously, "It's the same as cooking. You don't just know the steps, you also need to master the heat. These skills can't be accumulated after one or two years of immersion." ”
"Uh...so Brother Xian, you are still a habitual offender, ah no, you are a veteran?" Mao Feiyang almost shouted, but gradually he understood why those puppet art students were so afraid when they saw Mu Daxian...
It turns out that Brother Xian is the real leader of the art building...
Mu Daxian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Do you want to know how I got the title of 'Pseudo-Buster'? "
He clapped his hands: "Wait for me here."
"Brother Xian!" Mao Feiyang quickly stopped Mu Daxian, "Why don't you take me with you? ”
"No, you stay here and watch it." Mu Daxian pointed at the assembled version of the headless pseudo-human, "It's still 'alive'. Just keep an eye on it and don't let it get away."
< br>"What, me?" Mao Feiyang pointed to his nose in disbelief. He felt like a running around, being ordered by the nine-headed insect to kill Sun Wukong. "Wait, it's still alive?!"< br>
"It means 'not completely killed', and it can't move, so what are you afraid of?" Mu Daxian handed the drawing board to Mao Feiyang, "Take this, if you are really scared, give it a try , Just don’t break it, you can do whatever you want.”
“Okay, it’s getting late, I’ll go first! I’ll explain the principle to you when I come back.” Xian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder, and disappeared from Mao Feiyang's sight with a flexible movement. Mao Feiyang hugged the drawing board and squatted on the ground, nervously looking around, trembling like a little girl selling nuclear bombs in the north wind.
"Swiss, swish... swish..."
"Huh-huh-"
The dark wind blows in the forest, the mist floats, and the sculpture square moves slowly in the shadows. The dead leaves were rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound. It was a combination of movement and stillness, not too weird.
The fingers of the assembled headless dummy next to Mao Feiyang twitched, and then began to move uncoordinatedly like a puppet, as if the source in its body was controlling its body.
Mao Feiyang looked over in horror and saw the dummy sitting up from the ground and coming directly in front of him, his hands scratching at his empty head irregularly.
"Confused"
Just when Mao Feiyang was overwhelmed by this terrifying and funny scene, the hands of the dummy suddenly grabbed Mao Feiyang's head as if they had eyes. .
【Head, I want a head! 】
【Give me a head! ! 】
"What the fuck?!" Mao Feiyang jumped three feet high while holding the drawing board. His stress response was faster than his brain. He held the drawing board with both hands and smashed Huashan with one force. "Tou Tou Tou, I'll give you a head." Ah!”
At this moment, Mao Feiyang's body seemed to spurt out a jet of green energy, which wrapped around the drawing board like a thought, causing it to be chopped down along the puppet's body like a guillotine...
"Crack...jump!"
With the torso as the center, the dummy's fur flew like a white chicken and split into two halves. The two halves of the body fell to the ground with their own hands and feet...< br>
"Xiao Mao, I'm coming back!" Mu Daxian really hurried back and the voice floated from not far away at this moment, but then the tone of his voice raised an octave, "What the hell? What's going on!"
Mu Daxian's eyes almost popped out, and he rushed over quickly. Looking at the headless dummy that was chopped like a duck's head, he raised his thumb helplessly. : "Awesome, awesome Brother Mao, I told you to watch and don't let them run away, why don't you just use them as firewood to practice jumping chops with your backhand?"
"No, you, me... ugh!" Mao Feiyang wanted to explain, but the more he explained, the more confused he became. He could only throw the drawing board on the ground, spread his hands, and act like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.
A moment later...
"...such and such...Actually, this is what happened..." Mao Feiyang explained weakly.
Mu Daxian was already reassembling the dummy on the side. He sneered: "I don't care, I've seen everything. No matter how you explain it, it's useless. Next time I'll give you the drawing board and you can do it." Just be on guard against the smiling angel."
"Brother Xian, what a stress reaction I have... Just listen to my quibbles!" Mao Feiyang was about to cry without tears.
"You still have a stress reaction?" Mu Daxian sneered, "The stress reaction is so strong. With a little training, you will be a strong member of our art building. From now on, it will be you and the teacher who guard the observation tower."
Mao Feiyang pursed his lips, not daring to argue any more.
Seeing Mao Feiyang huddled on the side in aggrieved manner, Mu Daxian showed a smile helplessly: "Okay, I'm convinced. I'm bluffing you. Don't be so miserable." "Actually, I haven't reinforced them yet. It's normal for you to smash them."
Mu Daxian held a large ball of white paste in his hand. He started to glue the various parts of the dummy like a universal glue, and at the same time said: "I'll tell you what the second step is. Listen carefully. This step requires your cooperation before it can be implemented."
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"Oh, Brother Xian, tell me." Mao Feiyang became more energetic as soon as he heard this second step.
Until this moment, he looked curiously at the ball of white daddy in Mu Daxian's hand.
This white daddy is what Mu Daxian brought back after he left. Mao Feiyang felt that the thing was familiar through "perception", but he couldn't figure out what it was for a while.
“The essence of this second step of “cheating meal” is actually a substitute. "Mu Daxian said slowly, "What we did last night is actually a castrated version of what I am doing now. Because of the emergency situation last night, we were caught off guard by the Smiling Angel, so we could only perform extreme operations while trying to save our lives. "
"Yesterday was actually a choice between life and death. In order to live, as long as we can't be killed, we can die. ”
"Today's words are different. I am prepared today. Then I will definitely take the casualties and minimize the injuries."
"Puppet human art students are the life forms closest to us. I use them to fight When a 'you' comes out, in order to ensure the original flavor, I guide them from the beginning to spread the original material throughout their bodies."
"In this way, when I smash their heads. , the part that controls their intelligence will not recover in a short period of time..."
"I will break up the rest of their origins, not giving them the chance to intercept this body, and at the same time, it will be convenient for me. Disrupt their cognition..."
"'Confuse their cognition'?" Mao Feiyang was startled.
Mu Daxian raised the white cake in his hand: "Use this."
"This is the 'essence' of nocturnal species. I just returned to the teaching building and took out a nocturnal species. "
Mao Feiyang's pupils condensed. He had no idea that Mu Daxian's so-called coming just as he went was actually to kill some nocturnal species...
No wonder he came. I thought that thing looked familiar, but I didn't expect it to be the original substance of the nocturnal species!
Brother Xian slaughtered some nocturnal seeds to get some original substances, how could he say it was as easy as going to the wet market to buy some vegetables?
As Mu Daxian spoke, he used the white cake in his hand to glue the complete headless dummy together: "So many messy thoughts, plus the origins of the two dummy art students... so many things mixed together, it's all... It’s enough to make a semi-finished alien sculpture..."
He rolled the remaining part into a square column, placed it on the neck of the headless dummy, and began to shape it. Shaped into a head.
“I’ve made the most of the ‘materials’. How about it? Am I awesome?” Looking at his masterpiece, Mu Daxian’s mouth curled up proudly, “I can’t help it. Who can call me?” Mu Daxian is known for his frugality?"
"Frugality is frugality..." Mao Feiyang looked at Mu Daxian's finished head, but his expression was very ugly and he was not happy at all.
“But Brother Xian...how did you make its head look like mine?”
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