Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Chapter 122

Colosseum, Lower Chamber.

Permission Level: Low.Different from the ruined Colosseum on the upper floor, the underground secret rooms separated by only one floor have different exquisite decorations.The light blue fluorescent lights extend along the entrance to the end of the corridor. When the power plant is almost completely out of work, it is able to supply this kind of wall lamp that obviously does not have an energy-saving design, which happens to reflect that those who call themselves knights have What a powerful background force.

If it's what they say, it's the help of the First Civilization, maybe it's really good to join them.

This kind of thought has appeared several times in the past few months, and every time Leng Yan felt a different voice in his mind come out to stop it, making this thought disappear in his mind before it could affect his judgment .

Maybe a second personality?Do you want to be like Moser?

With a rare happy smile on the corner of his mouth, he sneered and pushed away the two tall Caucasian men in front of him, and walked into the room where he was ordered without looking sideways.

After staying in the secret room under the Colosseum for a long time, Leng Yan felt that his aesthetics was getting tired... Everyone was wearing the same white robes, and the expressions on their faces were all arrogant.

Even the tall white-robed man who was discarded as garbage was full of arrogance in the secret room.This made Leng Yan couldn't help but despise them. Who are you trying to pretend to be like this?At the moment of death, isn't it a burden that the superior will abandon without hesitation?

The degree of crispness is even worse than throwing off Moze himself.If you don't have the life of a leader, don't always act like a leader. The unlucky ones will always be yours.

"Hiss..." Painful covered his head when he stepped through the door, Leng Yan's face was tightened by the excruciating pain, and he walked to his seat calmly.

On the third day of coming here, I always heard another strange voice, which was crisp and pleasant, but indistinct.Moreover, as long as I think of negative information about Moser, my head will start to throb.

As a prototype with rapid recovery ability, Leng Yan does not believe that this is a pathological headache.Even without Moser's rich medical knowledge, he could guess that it was a headache under the influence of psychological suggestion.

Half lying on the table, guessing what the people who will come later might say.However, I have listened to enough brainwashing pyramid schemes recently. If it is not for my own purpose, who would listen to their lectures.

When I was in school, I was a bad boy that the teachers didn't dare to control.

Ke Keke laughed lowly, wiped the "desk" in front of him, which was obviously a stone, but had a smooth metal texture, and put the black-gray hood behind him on his head.

It was the same style as what Moze used to wear, and Leng Yan didn't know why he simulated such a dress. He only knew that it appeared on him naturally after waking up one morning.

Hmph, if you didn't know that Moze would never come to find you, you would think it was Moze's surprise for you.But if you think about it, if you were told by Moze to break up your friendship, and you stabbed him by the way, you must be old and dead. How could you come to Rome from China to find yourself?

"Hey, little man from Huaxia, I heard that you came here because you betrayed your friends?" Two tall men in white robes who Leng Yan didn't know at all stood at Leng Yan's table and asked mockingly, "Is it because He wanted to compete with you for the qualifications of the First Civilization education, so he was abandoned by you?"

"Get out of my sight." If Moze knew, I don't know what these two self-righteous guys would think.Compete with yourself for the qualification to come here?From another perspective, his qualification to come here was indeed erased because of himself.

It's just that he should be happy because of this, and not hate himself because of this.

"Oh? You are very arrogant? I heard that you were pinned to the wall by our superiors and couldn't move? Do you think we can do it?" The sound of "clicking" appeared next to his ears, and he clenched his fists like a demonstration. Yan raised his eyelids indifferently, flipped his palms from bottom to top, and suddenly threw the two men in white robes who were still "demonstrating" in front of the instructor who had just walked into the classroom, who was said to be a knight leader.

"Roaming, what do you mean?" Instructor Zhuang Yan helped the two men in white robes who had died, and looked at the cold words that were completely indifferent.

Lazily glanced at the corpse with bleeding mouth and nose and sunken chest, coldly moved his fingers a few times, and folded them indifferently.

"I am the heir, but they are just consumables that are inferior to ants. As long as there is one heir, it is worthwhile to exchange hundreds of them. I remember very clearly." People's indignation, but due to the majesty of the mentor and the violence of Leng Yan, they only dared to stare at Leng Yan with eyes almost bursting with anger.

On the contrary, the instructor's eyes lit up, he whispered a few words to the waiter at the door, and waved his hand kindly at Leng Yan: "You are right, they are just ants without eyes, as long as you want to kill as many Both are fine, but you need to cooperate with us in welcoming the First Civilization."

"Hmph, it depends on your mood." He lowered the brim of his hat and lay down on the table, buried the cold words that he spent almost every day in his arms, and closed his eyes.

Listening to lectures has two meanings. Sitting and sleeping in the classroom is also a kind of listening to lectures.After all, if you don't listen, you may not be able to sleep.

Originally planned to fall asleep as usual, but I didn't expect to hear the teacher's slightly excited and thankful voice. The different tone made Leng Yan raise his head with a little interest, wanting to see the teacher What are you excited about.

After listening to nonsense with no practical effect for more than ten minutes, amidst the excited applause of the white-robed people around, Leng Yan finally heard the point of the instructor's words: "We have a new member who also thinks The inheritors, like roaming, are young members from China!"

Turn around and write the name and code of the newcomer on the blue light screen. With the convenience brought by memory transmission, Leng Yan can understand the elegant English font. There is nothing to say about Huaxia's understanding.

The code name for someone whose behavior is unpredictable like mine and who does things strangely and freely is Roaming.If it is a scholar, will it be a white-faced scholar?

Moreover, Chinese people?Is it a hometown?Leng Yan, who laughed softly, also glanced at the door curiously, except for the snow-white hem, he couldn't see anything that could explain the identity of the newcomer.

Looking up at the blackboard, Leng Yan suddenly froze there.

The instructor uses English, and when writing the name, the pinyin that appears is mo.

Mo?Is Moser really coming?No... no way?

mo... mo... It's almost hard to suppress the excitement and excitement in my heart. If the instructor hadn't repeatedly emphasized and warned everyone about the importance of order, Leng Yan would have rushed out of the classroom to see who the owner of the white hem is.

Moze seldom wears white clothes, but in his closet, Leng Yan clearly remembers a snow-white cotton jumper, if it is really Moze...

Leng Yan imagined countless scenarios, but never thought that Moze would reappear in this way.

"mo, mo, ze! ze!" The cold words that he didn't know what he was excited about stared at the teacher's handwriting. It was just a z, but it turned into a vertical, and the b that appeared later also appeared. Let Leng Yan lean back on the back of the chair as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.

Also, what are you thinking?The breakup was said by himself, and the knife was also stabbed by himself. If Moze really appeared here, then it couldn't be the Moze he knew.

However, why is this uncomfortable feeling in my heart!

"Mobai, this is one of your new apprentices." The mentor turned around, and before he could say anything else, he heard a clear and arrogant female voice from the door, and a short figure also came from the door. He jumped out of the stairs, looking like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old at most.

"I'm not an apprentice, how can stupid fellows like you compare to me, an inheritor! Hmph!"

The melon-seeded face has a bit of baby fat, the almond-shaped eyes and thin eyebrows are slightly raised, and the lips under the bridge of the nose are a little pale, but the proud curvature makes up for this small defect.How should I put it, she is a very cute little girl, but she is not a cold dish.

For the sake of the Chinese people at the same time, let's cover it up in the future. I am an old fritter who has stayed here for a few months, and I know a little about the sophistication of the world here.

The instructor who was interrupted didn't show any embarrassment or dissatisfaction, but just nodded lightly, apparently acquiescing to the girl's views on other people in the secret room.

A bunch of stupid guys...hehe she's had a hard time.

He gloated and watched the girl walk towards her seat after a brief self-introduction, and was stumbled by two men in white robes on the way.That is to say, the mentor is still there, and he hasn't gone too far. Otherwise, according to Leng Yan's impression of these black-robed people, maybe next time, it will not be as simple as stumbling one step.

In the boring life, Leng Yan seemed to see a ray of interesting light gradually shining in the darkness. Anyway, it was much more interesting than listening to the teacher talk about the brilliance and supremacy of the first civilization every day.

Of course, the instructors who have read countless people also saw that Mo Bai's situation was a bit embarrassing because of that sentence that had no respect at all.He glanced at Leng Yan who had just withdrawn his gaze, and waved at his waist implyingly.

Tell yourself to go up?Leng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then understood what the instructor meant.