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4 Prepare to die

In the uninhabited men's single room, a black light flashed, and a young man who looked pale and seemed to be dead anytime and anywhere flashed out of thin air. He just appeared and breathed in fresh air, leaning back as if he wanted to melt all the cells and bones in his body into the soft bed, and his body was deeply trapped in.

"I didn't expect Brother A to be so merciless." Covering his lower abdomen that was still aching, Mo Yan gritted his teeth and refused to let him scream. When he thought of the training just now, what kind of training was there! He was just trying to do anything! At first, Brother A just taught him to condense the original form of the body in his body to his feet when he fell to the ground, so that all the falling force could be transmitted to the ground under his feet. As a result, who knew that Brother A had actually performed several times, and did not argue that Mo Yan's struggle and screamed, grabbed him and came to the roof, kicked him down.

At first, Brother A attacked Mo Yan because he wanted to inject all the torture viruses in his body into his body. In Brother A's words, there are no cells in his body that have torture viruses. Only after obtaining the calculating ability will the torture viruses be breeded in his body. Now Brother A has helped him omit a big step in advance, allowing him to use his camouflage and desolation ability.

"Disguise and devour." He lay on the bed with his hands wide open, and Mo Yan stumbled in a vague way. In his opinion, disguise is still useful, devour is a bit... It is a peaceful era now, and devour is also useful!? In fact, compared to these two abilities, he hopes to gain the ability to run on the wall. In his opinion, it is the highest level of parkour, but Brother A said that he was helpless: "The ability to sprint needs to be learned when your agility reaches 10 points. When you increase your agility to 10, you can automatically learn it, and you don't need me to teach it."

I came to the computer and sat down. I looked at the icon of "Authorization 2" on the desktop. I held the mouse's right hand and hesitated for a long time. Finally, I chose to uninstall it. I opened the QQ that I had not logged in for a long time. As a result, I sent a message as soon as I opened it. I saw that the beating avatar was still my classmate, so I sat in the seat behind me. I was one of the few friends who could say the previous sentence to Mo Yan. I saw that the message was sent a few minutes ago, which means that the other party came to me if there was an urgent matter.

When I opened the chat window, I saw that the message said: "Xiao Yanzi, are you here?? Let me reply!" It can be seen that the other party seemed to have something to do, and even the punctuation marks were used. Seeing that the other party's avatar was still showing the online status, Mo Yan immediately replied: "Here, is there anything wrong?"

The person who chatted with Mo Yan was named Tang Yu, who was one of Mo Yan's few friends in the school. Because his family was rich and generous, he didn't have the temperament of a rich man, no matter who he was, he looked easy-going to everyone. In addition, he was the main force of the basketball team in the school. It can be said that he was a combination of the halo of Long Aotian buff, and he was very delicious between men and women. Some girls with good looks even confessed to him at the school gate.

Originally, one was silent and the other was cheerful. The chances of getting to know each other were very small. It was a bad relationship. Their academic performance was also very good, but no matter who they were, they would be a bit serious. So when the class division exam was taken in the first semester of the first semester of high school, Tang Yu, who was not good at English, found that the answer to the boy sitting in front of him was very fast and he did not hesitate at all. He seemed to have found a savior and began to ask Mo Yan for the answer to the English exam. So when the two were assigned to the same class, Tang Yu hugged Mo Yan's shoulders in a familiar manner.

Less than five seconds after Mo Yan replied, Tang Yu sent a message: "There will be a comic exhibition in our school's gymnasium tomorrow. Do you want to come? If you come, I will buy you a ticket in advance."

Mo Yan was stunned when he saw Tang Yu's reply. As long as he was an otaku, there was no doubt that he liked ACG regardless of nationality, beauty and ugliness. He naturally liked it too. But when he didn't expect it, the other party would think of himself at this time. He was silent for a while in front of the computer desk, and quickly typing on the keyboard with both hands and replied: "Yes, you can buy a ticket for me first, and I will pay you back when I go to the venue tomorrow."

"It's only how much, I'll invite it. Since you say that, I'll go play games. See you tomorrow." As soon as I finished replying to this sentence in the chat window, Tang Yu's QQ avatar became busy. Mo Yan was just silent about this, and looked up at the circular wall clock hanging on the wall above the TV. It was almost one o'clock in the morning. Mo Yan could only express his friend's energy in speechlessness.

Nowadays, many otaku usually stay up until three or four o'clock on holiday, and they are willing to go to bed until three or four o'clock. Some are obsessed with it even during the golden week of the National Day holiday, and they even prepare clothes and food to stay in the Internet cafe with private rooms for a week.

Mo Yan also likes to play some online games, but he doesn't like staying up late. During the holiday, he basically takes a shower and goes to bed on time after midnight. He goes to bed two hours in advance when studying and goes to bed at 10 o'clock. In his opinion, this kind of work and rest time is just right for high school students. He will neither have dark circles nor dozing off in class. By the way, Mo Yan's seat is not in the last row, but in the middle position. The two use a table together, and the seat table is completely determined by drawing lots.

Let me explain here that the high school Mo Yan is studying now is called Wuwang High School. As a demonstration key high school that can rank among the top three in G City, it naturally has strong capital that ordinary high schools are incomparable to. The gymnasium that will be used to hold a comic exhibition tomorrow will not seem crowded even if it can accommodate 3,000 people. In addition, because you can see the beautiful scenery by the sea from the dormitory building, many students with good grades in nearby middle schools like to come here to study, and you can even see many foreign students who come from abroad to study.

He took a shower and did not forget to brush his teeth. He didn't know how many times he had eaten dust while practicing with Brother A., ​​and his high-intensity concentration made him overdraw his energy. Now Mo Yan doesn't want to do anything, he just wants to lie back on the bed and have a good sleep. Of course, before that, he didn't forget to open his attribute panel:

Host: Mo Yan

Level: Level 0

Experience value: 5/20

Strength: 1

Physical strength: 1

Agility: 2

Regeneration ability: 3

Special abilities:

Primary Devouring: Can swallow any creature whose level is not higher than that of your level one without resistance, and recover 30% of its own injury.

Disguise: Level 1, can be disguised as the target appearance of devouring, or can shape the appearance by itself. The camouflage time lasts for 30 minutes and the cooling value is ten minutes.

Well, Mo Yan's power attribute finally became a positive number, no longer the painful zero-five. Because of Brother A's jumping training, his agility value has increased a little, and the injection of the torture virus also allowed him to gain regeneration ability. The regeneration ability of three points can make his body heal three times that of ordinary people. In other words, if it is just scratching, it will only take a few seconds to heal.

Looking at the experience bar where there was still 15 points of experience to be improved to level 1, Mo Yan smiled bitterly and pulled the quilt under his feet to cover it, closed his eyes and entered a state of sleep.
Chapter completed!
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