Chapter 215 Is this your friend in the cafeteria?

Chapter 215 Is this your friend in the cafeteria?

"Strictly speaking, it's not related to 'Doomsday', but to the invasion of gray fog."

Mu Daxian corrected him, "When the pure-blooded nocturnal species receives the 'call' from the gray fog, they will rush to deal with the street lamp without hesitation."

"'Newborn' pseudo-humans like them have, to a certain extent, taken advantage of the idea of ​​'taking advantage of the heat'. After devouring the experiencer, they relied on the residual heat of the experiencer to approach the street lamp, and then used the characteristics of the nocturnal species to absorb the extraordinary power in the street lamp."

"What's weird is that pure pseudo-humans and nocturnal species can't absorb the power of street lamps at all, but the newly born pseudo-humans can. I don't know why."

"However, after absorbing the extraordinary power of the street lamps, they will die immediately... No matter how much extraordinary power they absorb from the gray fog, they will not be able to revive. They will die completely."

"It should be here soon...just look." Mu Daxian pointed at the new pseudo-human under his feet.

In fact, they have been quiet since a while ago, not even wriggling, like a puddle of mud that has entered the sage's time.

Sure enough, not long after, the two pseudo-men began to twitch wildly, and then stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into two sculptures as if they were fading.

During the whole process, their bodies emitted a large amount of green powdery particles like a steam locomotive. When the spraying was finished, they were completely turned into sculptures that looked like neither human nor stinky mud.

Different from the human-shaped sculptures in the sculpture array, the two sculptures transformed from new pseudo-humans in front of him did not reveal any "aura".

He was indeed completely dead.

"This..." After seeing it with his own eyes, Mao Feiyang couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.

Mu Daxian lifted up the drawing board and smashed them into pieces with a single force. Then he raised his feet and crushed the larger ones one by one like ice cubes.

After finishing all this, Mu Daxian took out a paintbrush from his cloth bag and started to renumber the lamp posts.

But after Mu Daxian thought about it for a while, he put down his pen silently.

"Forget it... let's go." Mu Daxian patted the lamppost gently, then walked away without looking back.

Mao Feiyang was confused, but he still followed quickly.

It was not until he walked out of the teaching building and entered the cafeteria area that Mu Daxian breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Mao Feiyang didn't even dare to breathe heavily. He knew that Mu Daxian must have noticed something.

"It's weird isn't it?"

"Yes..." Mao Feiyang nodded frankly, guessing that Mu Daxian's question meant that the unknown crisis was temporarily resolved, "Did any crisis occur just now?"

Mu Daxian said, "There is a fake art student hiding in the green belt not far from the street lamp pole. If it hadn't been so impatient and revealed itself when I was about to add the number, and if I hadn't discovered it, we would be in great danger now."

Mao Feiyang's muscles tensed up instantly when he heard this: "Is there such a thing?!"

Mu Daxian nodded slightly and explained, "If it were my prime, the number replenishment would have been replenished without consuming much of my strength, but it didn't work just now. If I didn't replenish the number, the remaining strength would still be enough to pin that weird artist to the ground, but if I replenished it, I would be finished."

"Let's go to the cafeteria."

Mu Daxian said this without changing his expression, and then continued to move forward slowly.

"Ah...Oh oh oh! Okay, okay!" Mao Feiyang hurried to catch up.

Not long after the two walked away, a rustling sound was heard in the green woods, and a strange art student in dark green clothes slowly walked out from a shadow not far away.

Behind it is the junction of the cobblestone road and the green forest belt. In the place where the fog floats and lingers for a long time, there is a lamppost.

Not only was there no light on the lamp post, but there was also a vague number written on it in crimson paint...

"As expected of you, Mu Daxian... Even in this state, you can still easily deal with me..."

"If you want to deal with him, you have to take a long-term view."

Next to that weird art student, another even taller and thinner weird art student walked out with a rustling sound on dead leaves, and spoke in a low voice with a horse-like face.

If Lin Yi were here, he would find that this weird art student with a horse face was the same weird art student he met when he was having lunch on May 5th and asked him if he wanted to eat tomatoes...

After these two strange art students confirmed that Mu Daxian still had a lot of fighting power, they gave up tracking him and chose to retreat back into the green forest belt.

……

Mao Feiyang was walking in the cafeteria area, observing the street lights along the way, and couldn't help but whispered: "Brother Xian, it seems that many street lights here are also off..."

"normal."

"Didn't I just tell you that street lights are, to a certain extent, a backup hidden energy source for us art students? So when something like my hand explodes a street light, it will cause the street light to not light up."

"Um……"

"But that's actually only a small part of the reason." Mu Daxian said, "There are very few art students who can blow up street lamps with their bare hands. Looking at the entire art building, there are no more than one person who can do it. It can be said that there is one in a million..."

"Brother Xian, how about we skip the collection of postgraduate entrance examination vocabulary you used to describe yourself and get to the point?" Mao Feiyang couldn't help but interrupt.

"Ahem." Mu Daxian coughed dryly, "Okay."

"In fact, when street lights go out, it's mostly because of the emergence of new pseudo-humans like the one we just saw, where one of them swaps with the street light, or even more than one."

"Turning off the street lights is the most important part of the gray fog invasion."

"After receiving the 'call', pure-blooded nocturnal species or pseudo-humans will seek out those unstable experiencers. Once they succeed, they will become new pseudo-humans and absorb the extraordinary power of the street lamps."

"This is a dead order, just like a code written into the bottom layer of a program when it was written. Maybe it has something to do with its origin, but I still can't understand it."

"And once the streetlight's extraordinary power is exhausted, it will go out."

Mao Feiyang asked: "What will happen if the street lights go out?"

Mu Daxian narrowed his eyes and said quietly, "The question should be...what will happen after all the street lights go out?"

Mao Feiyang's heart trembled: "So...what will happen then?"

"I don't know." Mu Daxian shook his head.

Mao Feiyang: “…”

Big brother, you’ve already built up the atmosphere up to here, but now you’re telling me that you don’t know…?
Mao Feiyang wanted to complain, but seeing Mu Daxian's solemn expression, he knew that Mu Daxian was not ignorant, but he knew something but not much, and he deliberately didn't say it. ...

Not long after, when the first ray of light at dawn broke through the clouds and shone into the campus, the originally lifeless campus finally came to life.

The cafeteria sign appeared at the end of the street light, watching them like a scarecrow in a wheat field.

Mu Daxian glanced at the signboard in front of the cafeteria, glanced at the student passage, and then took Mao Feiyang to other passages.

Mao Feiyang was walking on the mountain path towards the cafeteria. This building, which seemed to be made entirely of reinforced concrete from the outside, was shrouded in mist under the first ray of sunlight, like a dusty soldier who had just returned from the battlefield.

Standing in the quiet mountain forest, its walls are covered with vines and mosses, and the green leaves sway gently in the morning breeze, as if telling something.

The cafeteria was pitch black and the lights had not yet been restored. However, the entrance to one of the other passages was filled with a hazy orange-yellow light fog, as if leading to a brightly lit place.

"In the cafeteria when the lights were turned off... there is actually a light?!" Lin Yi was a little surprised.

Seeing that Mu Daxian had come to the entrance of another passage and had no intention of stopping, Mao Feiyang quickly asked, "Brother Xian, shall we go in now?"

"Correct."

"But the lights in the cafeteria are still off..."

"We're not going to the restaurant... Strictly speaking, we're not even going into the 'canteen', and we're walking in the lighted passages, so you don't have to worry about anything." Mu Daxian said calmly, and then entered other passages.

Mao Feiyang was a little confused, but seeing that Mu Daxian had no intention of explaining, he quickly followed.

Only Lin Yi noticed that Mu Daxian didn't look very well...

At this moment, the other passages were filled with thick fog, and despite the orange-yellow light, visibility was still very limited.

"Don't look around, follow me closely." Mu Daxian's voice came from the front, "There are several forks in the road here. If you take the wrong one, I guarantee you will have an unforgettable experience."

Mao Feiyang shuddered and didn't dare to say a word. He quickly followed Mu Daxian.

Sure enough, on the way forward, he found a fork in the road, and at this time the light in the entire passage was reflected from that fork in the road.

After passing that fork in the road, the passage became much dimmer, but still remained bright.

When passing that fork in the road, Mao Feiyang seemed to be able to hear some "clang clang" sounds of jing daos and some "dong dong dong" sounds of drums, and he could even feel some slight vibrations under his feet...

Mao Feiyang really wanted to know where the fork in the road led to and what was happening next, but he didn't dare to ask anything and could only follow Mu Daxian.

Not long after, Mu Daxian took Mao Feiyang out of other passages and came to the area between other passages and the entrance to the student cafeteria.

At this moment, the morning light happened to fall on this area, and the gray-white cafeteria walls seemed to be stained with a layer of gold.

Mao Feiyang, who was following Mu Daxian and passing by him at the entrance of the student cafeteria, vaguely felt a slight chill and the feeling of being watched. He could not help but touch his arm and slowly smooth out the goose bumps that had appeared.

Then, I looked at the student cafeteria with curiosity.

He looked through the plastic curtain and saw the interior of the student cafeteria. At this moment, the lights were still off in the cafeteria, and there was a faint mist under the tables and chairs. The whole scene was as cold and quiet as a hospital morgue at twelve o'clock. It looked very peaceful and there was no sense that anything was wrong.

There was only a plastic curtain separating the student cafeteria and the area where they were. Even now that dawn had arrived and warm light was beginning to trickle down, Mao Feiyang still had a creepy, chilling feeling in his bones.

"Watch your step."

Mu Daxian's reminder drew Mao Feiyang's attention back.

Mao Feiyang turned his head back suddenly, and then he tripped over a step.

"Oh my god, I'm in a hurry..."

Mao Feiyang was tripped hard, and he staggered like a man in a martial arts movie with a sword pointed at his nose and relying on his martial arts skills to float backwards. He looked like he was going to fall but he just wouldn't. Then, with this strange step without the center of gravity on his lower back, he kept going up the stairs and then rushed down, and then he bumped into a wall at the bottom of the stairs before he could barely keep his balance.

Mu Daxian couldn't help but cover his face: "..."

"I have to say, you have a pretty good sense of balance...but you don't pay much attention when you walk."

Hearing Mu Daxian's sarcastic words, Mao Feiyang pursed his lips and stood up silently.

But at this moment, Mao Feiyang suddenly felt a cold light rising from his shoulder. Almost instinctively, he looked over in the direction of the sensation.

At first glance, he saw a chef wearing a blue bib slowly walking towards him!

"Emma, ​​I'm going to help you! Brother Xian, save me!"

Mao Feiyang screamed and flashed behind Mu Daxian. Mu Daxian grabbed his head and held his face in a Star Lord-style grab. He said calmly, "Calm down, we're one."

"'Our own people'?!" Lin Yi was shocked.

It's no wonder that he wasn't shocked, because just now, Mu Daxian took Mao Feiyang up a flight of stairs, from the entrance on the other side of the passage, to the entrance of the student cafeteria on the student passage.

And the chef in the blue bib in front of him is none other than the chef in the blue bib from "Ru Zai"!

After Mu Daxian finished speaking, he looked at the chef in the blue bib and raised his hand to say hello: "Long time no see, Lao Mo."

The chef in a blue bib, known as "Lao Mo", had a blank expression on his face, like a sculpture. When he saw Mu Daxian, a gleam of light appeared in his empty and numb eyes.

"Mu Da... Xian... you... are... not... dead yet..."

Lao Mo spoke slowly, his tone was dry and stiff, sounding like ants crawling on one's body, making one feel very uncomfortable.

"You are not dead, so how can I die?" Mu Daxian cursed with a smile, and walked towards Lao Mo with Mao Feiyang.

Mao Feiyang couldn't help but grab his hand and lowered his voice and said, "It's not Brother Xian, this is the friend in the cafeteria that he mentioned just now?"

"Isn't that right?!" Mu Daxian raised his eyebrows, "Lao Mo and I have a life-long friendship! Don't be scared by him. Your pearls will fall out when you hear his stories."

"Let's go and get our hands treated first."

After saying that, Mu Daxian ignored Mao Feiyang's shocked and puzzled look, and came to Lao Mo, sat down, and raised his hand: "Lao Mo, help me with the treatment."

Thanks to book friends "SNF" and "usjdnshhs" for their tips!!
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