Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of the great master Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Chapter 2  Nightmare Talent

puff!

Looking at the friend who turned from a zombie back to normal, Mo Wen almost spit out an old blood. He is not stupid, so why don’t he understand what’s going on in front of him?

"Bastard Xiao Hei, you actually scared me!"

Rolling his sleeves with his hands, Mo Wen planned to settle the score with his best friend with great momentum.

However, Jing Yuan just glanced at him and then said indifferently: "My nightmare talent is disguise. At this stage, it can only simulate the appearance and body odor of human-shaped objects. Other aspects seem to be of no use. Where is yours?"

It seems that he has accepted the setting of doomsday particularly well, so this person started thinking directly.

Mo Wen hummed twice and said with an unhappy look: "Why should I tell you that some people just scared me. Besides, although I don't know what the nightmare talent is, this is obviously a person's trump card. How can I tell others casually?!"

Mo Wen was sarcastic and sarcastic, as if he had to cut off his feet, but Jing Yuan didn't take it seriously at all. He patted the fence and signaled Mo Wen to look down, "What you said makes sense, but it does not apply to the current situation. In the early stages of personal strength, teamwork is the key, so appropriate intelligence exchange is necessary, or do you want to be a companion with the guy below?"

Mo Wen looked down and his pupils shrank. He saw that more than a hundred zombie-like things appeared in the originally clean teaching building square. Judging from their swaying posture and saliva dripping from their mouths, they were completely different species from the pseudo-zombie beside him.

Tsk!

He spat lightly, knowing that it is not a joke now, Mo Wen said directly: "I won't tell you the name of talent. It's too shameful. If it is classified, it should belong to a certain positional talent. It is a talent that can only play a role for a long time. It takes time to open and collect it. It is not convenient to use it now. The ability at this stage is not clear, but it is estimated that it is related to summoning. The specific effect must be officially opened to understand!"

"A totally different talent types, it seems that this Nightmare space advocates diversity rather than universality, which means that it is very likely that individual strong people will overtake the collective?"

He held his glasses with his hands, and Jing Yuan said thoughtfully.

Mo Wen held the railing and looked down, carefully looking at the limping zombies, and added: "And it's bad in terms of setting. Do you remember what the voice said just now? - Space number 10086, the earth officially sinks into the nightmare space, and is currently located in the first nightmare virus world. From this point of view, although the place outside looks the same as our school, it is probably a different world. Well, our school shouldn't have so many adults wearing bargains, which means that most of the things below were created by that nightmare space?"

"Parallel world, multiverse, space fusion? No, there is too little useful information and nothing can be analyzed!"

Jing Yuan lowered his head and thought for a while, but finally shook his head in disappointment.

Obviously, it is obviously impossible to analyze the entire situation that can instantly change the existence of the entire world from a few sentences. In fact, at this time, you can barely remain calm and analyze the information you can obtain one by one. The two people standing here are already outstanding in a certain way, which is shocking.

Compared to Jing Yuan, a guy who relies on his head, Mo Wen has always claimed to be an activist. Seeing that the former was still thinking about the problem, he immediately shook his head.

"Hey, Xiao Hei, since we can't analyze it, don't think about it now. The voice said that all new dream interpreters will survive in this space for 15768,000 seconds, and then start a new round of nightmare area rotation, which means that the space here may change. It also said that this place is currently the first nightmare area, which means that we may meet the so-called veterans, and just pay a price to ask them. Now we have other things to do, come downstairs with me!"

It was quite straightforward, Mo Wen rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the rooftop door.

"But from the perspective of talent types, neither you nor me are the kind of talent that is the kind of attacking talent. Waiting for rescue may be a good choice now. After all, from the surrounding environment, although there are more things, the military and police system should not be completely collapsed. From a macro perspective, the state machine will inevitably concentrate the forces that can deal with the crisis in a short period of time. The nearest Suhang Military Region is only 30 kilometers away from this place, and Zifeng Academy has more than 80% of the rich children from Suhang and Hangzhou. The military and political circles have connections and multiple doctoral figures. Therefore, the possibility of rescue here is more than 70%..."

It was almost rational to make a deal, but Jing Yuan did not move, but instead burst out a bunch of numbers. This kind of reason and wisdom in crisis gave people an inhuman feeling, which was very terrifying.

Mo Wen's response to this was to turn around and slap him hard on the other party's head.

"Are you going to have a 'mortal wisdom' or something? There's not so much nonsense? I heard the fat man's voice, full of energy, like a pig killing. That guy is not dead yet, we have to go and save him!"

I don’t know if I had just reacted or something inside the building, but the originally quiet teaching building was filled with screams and various sounds of smashing and smashing. There was a row of windows on the fifth floor, and the screams piercing the eardrums inside were particularly familiar.

He held his glasses that were almost knocked off with his hands. Jing Yuan didn't say anything more, but shrugged and followed Mo Wen. The two walked towards the rooftop door, looking exactly the same as when they were in class. He seemed to have no idea that they would encounter danger later.

But when he put his hand on the handle, he suddenly spoke.

"I'll walk ahead later. I'm going to try to see if my disguise talent works for those zombies too!"

Mo Wen did not comment on this, but only reminded him: "When you walk to the sixth floor, take a little bit of a walk, the fire extinguisher is there, and it is better to have that thing in your hand than empty-handed! Also, try to keep a low voice. When the sound in the building was made, I found that the zombies below were obviously leaning towards this side!"

Jing Yuan nodded, and then didn't know what he thought of, and his smile became stronger, as if he saw something more interesting.

"Mo Wen, don't you feel that the current situation is really like a novel? Compared to the boring and boring world before, I feel that I suddenly feel that I'm living a little interesting now!"

Mo Wen was silent for a moment and smiled.

"I feel this way after hearing what you said! But I'm sure if this is a novel, the protagonist must be this uncle!"

He gestured with his fingers and pointed at Jingyuan, and he snorted softly: "One four-eyed, one fat man, and this young master is the most beautiful person. No matter how you think about the protagonist, you can't be someone else!"

Then, without waiting for Jing Yuan to say something, he unscrewed the door lock and walked towards the somewhat dark stairs first.

What a joke, pretending to be talent! Is it impossible to use it at all?!

Can a thing that cannot be changed inside be hidden from those zombies who can at least rely on hearing to eat? That kind of guy has intelligence. If you look like a zombie, just let you go?

Dead Xiaohei wants to deceive me, wait for another hundred years!
Chapter completed!