Binding

Mo Congshuo: "...the name you gave it?"

Book of Records: I'm not creative, and I certainly can't come up with names, unless you count random word combinations as names. 'Apocalyptic zombie world' is the current definition of the world that people here give.

Mo Congshuo: "Didn't it mean that we can't record what we haven't touched?"

"Already touched," Shen Zhuo activated a computer that was in a dormant state, and what appeared to be a forum was displayed on the screen, with long or short titles all around the same theme: Zombies are surprised, doomsday is coming?

Has been having a fever, is this a sign of becoming a zombie or a sign of awakening abilities?

Resident Evil Reality Edition [Photos]

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Book of Records: Yes, I am intercepting the data from the computer that is still running here, but it is limited to the local computer. If you still need data on the network, please continue to search, assuming that there is still a network here.

It was only then that Mo Congshuo noticed that this place might have been a computer room, but there must have been a serious fight, which caused the whole room to be in chaos, except that the one Shen Zhuo found was barely finished because it was in a corner—but It's just lingering, anyway, the second-hand recycling station will definitely not want it, and the scrapping station is also a matter of choice-be it the other computers, tables and chairs, they are all broken, bloody, fleshy and bones.

"There are only broken limbs, no corpses." Qin Qiyu said regretfully.

Mo Congshuo ignored him, and walked to Shen Zhuo's side. The dying computer was still buzzing. Shen Zhuo tried to operate it, but unfortunately he couldn't find a working mouse. The keyboard did work, but he couldn't. Know how to use the keyboard to open web pages.

Shen Zhuo plugged a seemingly good mouse into each interface of the host, but there was no response. He even tried the interface where the keyboard was originally plugged in, but it still didn't work. The keyboard is useless.In the end, he shook the mouse in his hand and said, "I think the interface of the host is broken." Such an old-fashioned thing is quite novel to hold, and Boya is actually still producing this thing, but it is generally replaced with a touch screen. Pen-type accessories have been used for precise operation for many years, and the mouse can only be said to be one more choice, rich in material forms, at least for Shen Zhuo, he has no interest and demand for using the mouse.In contrast, the keyboard is more tenacious. Although virtual keyboards are available in almost all devices, many people, especially those who often need to input a lot or frequently input content, prefer a real keyboard with an actual typing feeling. .

However, the accessories are all okay. The main problem Shen Zhuo is facing now is that the computers here are too strong. Boya doesn’t have this model every day. Maybe some scientific research institutions have machines with similar shapes and much more powerful functions. As a swordsman, Shen Zhuo really doesn't need such sophisticated things - magic professionals use them from time to time, especially alchemists, a model of the harmonious combination of magic and technology - so now he can only Relying on Mo Congshuo's memory to explore the use of this ancient computer, which is not because of its powerful function but because of its backward technology.

Shen Zhuo thought it was quite interesting. Among the four space-time rifts they have entered so far, two of them—here and Lecong—seemed to have a similar level of technology to Shuo Shuo's previous life. I wondered if it was a pure coincidence. There is still a real attraction of time and space in the soul.

"Don't bother with this thing." Mo Congshuo pointed to an icon in the lower right corner of the screen and said, "The network is disconnected." As soon as the voice fell, there was a soft sound, the screen went black, and the host was muted.

"The time limit is up?" Shen Zhuo tapped the host lightly with his fingers, and the host fell to the ground.

Shen Zhuo: "...I didn't use my strength." Please trust the sword master's power control.

Mo Congshuo: "Don't make trouble." As the Thunder type is also called the Electric type, don't you feel that this is a power outage?

Shen Zhuo: "How about I send it a call?"

Mo Congshuo: "Hey, you're promising, can you control the current intensity to charge the machine?"

Shen Zhuo: "...well, not yet." There is only the possibility of bursting.

Mo Congshuo said to the book of records: [What information is in the computer, let's take a look. ]

The Book of Records was shown to them, and the time was also emphasized: the information was closed at 07:30 noon, and it is now [-]:[-]:[-] pm.

Shen Zhuo's first reaction: [Dinner time is coming soon. ]

Mo Congshuo: [Don't play jet lag, we just finished eating two hours ago. ] It is now 04:30 p.m. Boya time.

While Shen Zhuo and Shen Zhuo were muttering, Qin Qian quietly observed the chaotic room, his eyes were especially partial to the broken limbs, the bigger the broken limbs, the longer the line of sight stayed, but no matter how long they were, they were just looking at it, not at all. They approached, let alone touched, but had a very happy look on their faces.

Although Shen Zhuo was talking to his lover, he had been paying some attention to monitoring Qin Qi. The sentinel was uniquely equipped for monitoring, and the basic configuration was to see all directions and hear all directions.

[This necromancer is safe. ] Shen Zhuo told Mo Congshuo his surveillance conclusions.

Mo Congshuo: [It’s just the beginning. From the time we caught him, we can see that Qin Qi knows the times when he is at a disadvantage, but if he seizes the opportunity, he will fight back fiercely. ]

Qin Qi walked to the window, looked out for a while, and said: "This should be a school, and the school has a library. Now that there is such a mess, we can just evacuate the library. No one has the energy to take care of it. .”

"And the electronic database in the library is relatively rich." Mo Congshuo pulled Shen Zhuo up, "Let's go and do the task."

However, before doing the task, some troubles have to be solved first. For example, the three zombies wandering around the door, as soon as the door of the computer room was opened, the three zombies walked towards them slowly but firmly, with tattered clothes and limbs, It's disgusting in appearance.

"Can I try to control them?" Qin Qi asked the two cell leaders.

"Of course not." Mo Congshuo answered him politely.Let you accept the younger brother here, the professional association must sue the school until we are fined to tears - although this kind of thing itself has not risen to the point of breaking the law, the law will not control it, and the school will not record it. But if you want to use "temporary negligence" to perfunctory, you will definitely not be able to get past it.

Qin Qi sighed regretfully, as if he was still looking forward to hearing other answers.

Shen Zhuo swung his sword smoothly, chopped off three heads, and three rotting bodies also fell to the ground.

"Ah, look for crystal nuclei." Mo Congshuo looked at the three heads that had been blown away, and suddenly remembered the content of the novels he read in his previous life.

Shen Zhuo kicked Dahei: "Go find it."

Dahei scratched Shen Zhuo's paw, but he did not refuse this disgusting order, so Qin Qi saw the three heads smashed into slag one by one, he was startled for a moment, and chuckled: "The mental body is really easy to use."

In fact, Mo Congshuo, who can use elements to search across the air, looked at Dahei who came back, and washed his paws guiltily-this world feels like a story of the end of the past life, and the time displayed on the computer just now is 2013 , so that he was a little confused about the past and present, and even the self-awareness of the magician was weakened. Well, this is not good, and he immediately reflected on it.

Shen Zhuo wanted to say from the side, in fact, Dahei didn't actually touch the zombie's head, and the thunder system originally had a range attack effect. Although the fourth-level sentinel and its mental body can't be as long-distance as a magician, they are physically weak when attacking. It is no problem to attach a layer of electric film for isolation.Besides, even if the spirit body actually touches something dirty, as long as the thing has no mental attack effect, it is impossible to attach to the spirit body, and it will fall off the moment it sticks, so there is no need to clean it.

[It's fun for Shimmer to look confused. ] Shen Zhuo whispered to Huan Kan.

Huankan Comments: [One fool. ]

At this time, a door not far away was opened, and two girls came out tremblingly supporting each other: "Can we go with you?" Their faces were pale, their clothes were damaged in several places, and one of their arms On one of the shoulders, there is a serious wound, and there are some minor wounds in other parts.

Shen Zhuo looked at Mo Congshuo, Qin Qi looked out into the distance with a masterful demeanor.

Mo Congshuo stood up and looked at the two, his eyes unconsciously fell on their wounds.

The two girls moved their hands in the direction of the wound, but they stopped quickly. The girl who stood a little ahead with a more seriously injured arm said, "We were injured at noon. We were indeed scratched by zombies, but until Now, none of our bodies have changed, whether it is fever, or unconsciousness, and we have no signs of that zombification except for the discomfort caused by bleeding and pain. We can guarantee that if you take us with you , if we become zombies on the way, we will cut off each other's heads, definitely, try not to cause trouble to you."

"Are you sure you have the strength to cut off a human head? Just use the knife you held?" Shen Zhuo asked.Conscience, he really didn't mean to find fault, but the strength shown by these two little girls may be similar to that of Shen Ning, the kind of fruit knife that is so blunt that it can only peel the fruit, let them use it, just like their current collapse Strength, cutting off fingers may not be able to complete, even cutting off the head.That fruit knife is for Shuo Shuo, if it doesn't explode, it won't be able to cut off its head.

Feeling that Shen Zhuo looked down upon Mo Congshuo, he glanced at him.

Shen Zhuo immediately dogged: [Shuo Shuo needs to cut off his head with a wind blade and it will be solved. What kind of fruit knife do you want? Let me do that kind of rough work. ]

The two girls grabbed each other vigorously, opened their mouths, and looked like they were about to cry, and the girl standing behind with a serious shoulder injury said with a choked voice and tried to suppress the cry: "You're right, we can't help it at all. Solve it yourself, even if you become zombies on the road, you still have to trouble us, sorry... We don't want to trouble you, but we really can't help it, our home is less than five kilometers away from here, can you ……us……"

It's very pitiful.It's a pity that Qin Qi is obviously more interested in zombies, while Shen Zhuo is not interested in everything here except his lover - zombies are so weak that it's meaningless to chop them up.Ah, girls?Tsk, weaker than zombies——Mo Congshuo's self-awareness has not fully returned to its original position, and he has no time to show sympathy, but at least his attention is still on the two girls. One of the scratches came from zombies, and the others were caused by living people?"