Stop Chasing the Sick Boss of Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 276: The Clingy Zombies of the End Times (26)
"Okay...see you that night." Wen Yang said goodbye to Luke, and went back to his room to rest.

Luke looked at the girl's back, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

He likes this little girl named Wen Yang very much.

My ability level is one of the best in the entire base. It is reasonable to say that there are as many women as you want, and women are very happy to stick to themselves, but Wen Yang has always been so polite to him, and behaved in the slightest. nothing.

The more she is like this, the stronger his desire to get her.

These days, it is really difficult to meet someone he likes, and he doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

Luke rubbed his wrist, thinking about how to speak to Wen Yang at night.

……

Anlu has been in this heavily guarded base for a whole week.

Except for Wen Xiao showing up on the day he first arrived, there has been no news since then, but Fu Yuan came to take a stroll when he had nothing to do, to deliver some food and daily necessities to Anlu.

An Lu touched his belly and sighed sadly.

It's a day of happiness and anxiety.

After a few days of this comfortable life, An Lu couldn't rest anymore.

Just like people with water-type abilities like swimming, people with soil-type abilities like digging holes, and people with wood-type abilities like planting trees, people with brain-type abilities like to think very much.

Anlu stayed in this room, and he couldn't even decide what to eat every day. His life was really tormented.

He looked around, hoping to find a book, even a few sheets of paper, as long as it would make his brain cells active, he would be willing to study bombs.

This time, I really found something.

There is a book on genetics in the seemingly empty desk interlayer; several medicine formulas are tucked under the mattress; a zombie virus analysis report is stuffed in the stomach of the robot...

Anru sat at the desk and looked excitedly.

So, when Fu Yuan came to deliver the meal that day, he saw An Lu leaning over the desk with a happy face as if he had taken some medicine, writing quickly.

"Brother Fu! Brother Fu, do you have any books on virology? Biology is fine, as well as pharmacology..." An Lu took the food, threw it aside hastily, and grabbed Fu Yuan with a hungry face. Looking at him with bright eyes, "Brother Fu, get me some books!"

Fu Yuan: ...

He nodded, turned around and left the room, and when he came back, he had several books as thick as bricks in his hands, and threw them all in front of An Lu.

"I have a library here. If you don't read enough, there are still books in there." Fu Yuan pointed to the small room opposite, and said, "I'll go first."

An Lu nodded again and again, looking at Fu Yuan with gentle and passionate eyes.

Fu Yuan shivered inexplicably, walked out of Anlu's room, and walked to another room at the end of the corridor.

"Thanks for your hard work." Wen Xiao was swinging on the rocking chair, and when he saw him come back, she showed a satisfied smile, "You're done, just wait for him to ask me to borrow the laboratory!"

On the monitoring screen in front of Wen Xiao, it was An Lu who was writing vigorously.

Wen Xiao thought about this idea for a long time before he came up with it.

The brain cells of brain-type superpowers are too active, and they are eager to think about problems. Just like combat-type superpowers can't help but use their powers to find people to fight. Unruh's original knowledge reserve is not sufficient. Without the help of outside knowledge, It is difficult to think on his own under such circumstances. No matter what is given to him at this time, he will do his best to study it and understand it.

　Fenbi Jishu: Refers to writing quickly with a pen.

　　Asking for votes on a deserted Monday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)